In response to Wang Kui's question, Accra let out a heroic laugh, the location of Mount Olympus is known to the Peloponnesian world, but it is not allowed by the gods, and even a glance at it by mortals is a blasphemy against the gods.

Just as the Spartans were moving away from the Ionian Sea, the climate had been completely replaced by a cold winter, and the cold wind blew frost, and the Peloponnese gradually put on a white coat.

On the snowy wilderness, Wang Kui was naked at this time and used his body to make various postures, his bronzed skin was soaked with sweat, and when he got up, it shone with a luster of strength as if he had been smeared with oil.

This set of military boxing is improved in the previous life of the army, although the combat effectiveness is not very prominent, but it can be used in all parts of the body, because the strength and body flexibility requirements are too high, so only the most elite fighters can make every action completely, is a professional boxing specially used to exercise the body.

After the last action was done, Wang Kui stood in place with his legs slightly divided and shoulders relaxed, and the long breath from his mouth blew out a long white breath in the cold winter.

Wang Kui felt that he was full of power, not with the help of the external force brought by the beast soul and prayer, but the power that belonged to him completely and was hidden in every cell of himself.

In this world, all human nations are subject to a uniform measure of strength.

Elite soldiers who have undergone rigorous training are the basic units of measurement, and ordinary soldiers who are lower than elite soldiers do not even have the value of measurement.

An elite soldier who can confront a group of running horses head-on and knock them to the ground is an elite soldier with 1 horsepower.

If you can overturn 10 fiery horses at the same time, any country on the Peloponnese can immediately obtain the position of a junior officer, and the commander of the soldiers will establish war exploits.

If you reach 100 horsepower, you will be able to become a high-ranking officer. The strong man of this strength has a unified title on the mainland, that is, the enemy of the hundred.

A hundred enemies can confront a hundred soldiers who form a battle formation at the same time, and no one can stop them from charging into battle.

A hundred enemies can receive the king's reward in any country, and become a nobleman from a commoner.

Slaves were even emancipated and regained their freedom.

After a hundred enemies, there are thousands of enemies, and they have the power to overturn 1,000 fierce horses at the same time, which is a general and generalissimo who commands thousands of troops and horses in various countries, and has invincible strength and power.

The Ten Thousand Enemies, on the other hand, belong to epic legends, heroic characters that circulate in the poems, and no one knows how powerful they are.

Legend has it that the demigod Pertius, the son of the king of the gods, once used his sword to split a mountain, and the split halves became the present-day Taietos Mountains.

It was from the pass of the Taietos Mountains that the Spartans made their way out of the Central Laconian Plain.

Wang Kui roughly estimated that every adult Spartan warrior in the tribe had at least 1 horsepower or more, and they were all elite soldiers in every country on the Peloponnese.

Accra, on the other hand, certainly has 10 horsepower, making it easy to become a low-ranking officer in a human country.

Thinking of his father in this life, Quirio, the strongest warrior in the clan, Wang Kui's body still couldn't help but tremble.

Although he hasn't seen his father make a move for nearly 2 years, according to his childhood memories, his father's strength is immeasurable, at least a strong man with a hundred enemies, or even a thousand enemies.

The Griffons of the Gray Valley, which were killed by the Spartans before, were less than 100 enemies, but they also had a strength of nearly 100 horsepower.

Wang Kui felt the power in his body that was already fully active, although he only had about 25 horsepower, but if he combined the superb combat skills he had mastered in his previous life, he tried his best to fight the Griffin of Gray Valley, even if he could not win, he would be able to save his life and retreat.

Just as Wang Kui's body gradually relaxed, he couldn't help but tremble with fear in his heart, and his body seemed to feel some kind of strange dangerous aura. He jerked his head to look toward the horizon on the wild side, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Arthur Evans, blood of Agamemnon, you must go first, return to the capital of Mycenae, and we will stop you here. ”

Arthur Evans ran in a daze with the support of his guards, his smooth and brightly colored cloth robe scraped by the branches, and his handsome face was covered with piercing blood.

"Assas, the sons of Agamemnon, never run away...... Oh shit, my ass...... I hadn't heard that Phoenicia liked men's butts, and that Apollon's gray grandson was jealous of my Arthur Evans' handsomeness...... I swear by the chastity of all the women in the city of Telyan, that when I come to Mycenae, I will the women of Akdurumon a hundred times, a hundred times!"

This young and handsome man named Arthur Evans was the nobleman Wang Kui had seen in the Ionian Sea, and the elite soldiers who were once surrounded by him were now only three or three or two, and his body was full of terrible wounds, as if he had been madly bitten by a wild beast.

"Akdurum, I'll be done with you when I get back......"

Before Arthur Evans could complain a few more words, a terrifying roar came from behind him, and it was very strange, it sounded like the neighing of a horse, but it was like the roar of a giant beast.

With the roar of broken trees and broken rocks, before a soldier who fell at the back could react, he was bitten by a sudden bloody mouth, and was directly bitten in half with a terrible scream, and the lower half of his body fell into the mouth of the monster, and the upper body was thrown to the ground like garbage, and the blood and internal organs flowed all over the ground, but he struggled in pain for a long time before slowly dying.

The monster had the head of a horse, but the lower half of its body was like a shuttle, full of scales like fish scales, and the fingers of its limbs were webbed, which was distinctly characteristic of a creature in the water.

When Wang Kui arrived, he happened to see the scene of the warrior being bitten off on the spot, Wang Kui was shocked, and immediately recognized that this was a powerful monster, and judging from the situation of these people, the strength of this monster is probably far stronger than the Griffin of Gray Valley, with at least more than 100 horsepower, and it is a hundred-person enemy monster rampant in the water.

Wang Kui took a closer look, and if nothing else, it would be impossible for these people to escape from the evil mouth of the monster.

But this monster didn't know why it was far away from the ocean, and it had to be tracked inland from exhaustion, and at this time, the strength of the tenth layer was two or three percent left, and with its own strength, as long as it took a huge risk, it would have a chance to successfully save people.

Wang Kui only hesitated for a moment, and then immediately made up his mind. He swooped out from behind the rocks where he was hiding, and swayed nimbly and quickly across the branchy, rubble ground.

The monster didn't seem accustomed to walking on land, and was slightly bulky to move, only occasionally making long-range lunges, each of which would kill a soldier, and in the end Arthur Evans was left with only the leader of the guard named Arthas.

"Arthur Evans go quickly, we don't have a pity to die, there is a chance to avenge us later!"

"Shut up Assas, of course I'll go back to the city, I want you to help me fuck Lumencarlo's ass, that bastard dares to fuck me. ”

Although Arthur Evans was out of breath, his feet staggered and his physical strength had obviously been exhausted, but his mouth was still full of nonsense, and his handsome face could still make a cynical expression.

Assas suddenly pushed him down, and Arthur Evans fell and gnawed on the mud as soon as his feet went limp.

Assas immediately raised the bronze longsword in his hand, and stabbed the longsword into the bloody mouth that opened towards him while jumping backwards.

Sonorous!

The bronze sword slammed into the monster's teeth accurately, and sparks flew out with the sonorous sound of metal colliding, and Assas flew out upside down with a muffled snort, and even the long sword in his hand couldn't hold it and came out.

Assas was a well-known warrior even in Mycenae, possessing 10 horsepower at a young age and being able to become an officer.

However, the bloodline descendant of Poseidon's mount Harpia, the water monster Phoenicia, had no room for resistance at all, and he was immediately seriously injured and fell to the ground under the head-on impact.

"Praise be to Zeus, the Almighty and All-Knowing Father, Son of Agamemnon, Arthur Evans prays to you from the bottom of my heart that I may descend to your boundless power and deliver me from my danger. ”

For the first time in history, Arthur Evans prayed sincerely to the King of the Gods, but when he finished praying, nothing changed as expected.

When Arthur Evans opened his eyes, he saw Phoenicia's horse's face close in front of him, his messy human hair scattered over his head, and a bloody maw slowly opening towards him.

"If anyone can deliver me from peril, when I take the authority of Agamemnon, half of the land of Mycenae will be shared with him, and if there is a disobedience to the soul and fall forever into the river Styx. ”

Just when Arthur Evans was dying, the monster Phoenicia suddenly let out an earth-shattering roar, and the air wave with the strong smell of sea water hit his face, blowing him directly to the ground in embarrassment.

Arthur Evans snapped his eyes open, and immediately saw what shocked him.

A sturdy young man dressed in a rudimentary coarse cloth garment and wrapped around his waist in animal skins rested his hands on the Phoenician tail, holding the handle of a weapon, while the bronze blade was completely submerged in the monster's body.

Phoenicia let out a roar of pain as he writhed in an attempt to throw out the weapon that had pierced him.

The massive body of the Phoenician fish writhed violently, and the rubble and trees were splashed everywhere, but the strong young man still held the weapon tightly in his hand, and the whole person was as unshaken as a stubborn stone.

Wang Kui's muscles were tangled, he roared angrily and thrust the long sword into the deepest, almost even the handle was inserted into the monster's body, and then clenched his right fist tightly, the arm muscles bulged high like an explosion, and smashed down on the scaly body with 25 horsepower.

Compared to Phoenicia's huge body, Wang Kui's fist appeared weak and weak, but after such a punch fell, it made a clear muffled sound, as if it was not hit by a flesh punch, but by a heavy battering ram.

Phoenicia let out another cry of pain, but the human was stuck in the blind spot of its attack, unable to attack the other no matter how much its head was bent backwards, and could only roll over and over again, trying to break free from the human's entanglement.

Wang Kui grabbed the hilt of the sword with one hand, clenched his fist with the other hand and continued to hit hard, when his third punch fell, he suddenly felt the long sword in his hand loosen, and the organ he inserted sprayed out a foul-smelling liquid, and Wang Kui lost his support and the whole person was immediately sprayed out.

Phoenicia, who had finally gotten rid of the injury, immediately turned his head, and a pair of vertical pupils the size of copper bells stared at Wang Kui, his eyes full of hatred.