"Human, I am the messenger of the great Hades, in charge of all the illusions of the 3,000 divine kingdoms in the underworld, you dare to be so arrogant in front of me, it is simply self-defeating!"

"It's just a lost dog, and it's still making a lot of nonsense here!"

Kratos' hand was clenched into a fist, and the terrifying force even made the air pop, and the violent turbulence squeezed out of his palm.

But Kratos immediately noticed that there was no real sensation in his palm, and when he opened it, Lamia's figure was gone.

At this moment, Kratos only felt a strange change in his body, and he suddenly raised his head, and saw that he was in a dark world.

Relying on the mystery of the death of the underworld, Lamia escaped from Kratos's hands at the last moment, and then did not dare to look back, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

This land, which was once full of life and light, was now shrouded in endless darkness, green meadows and trees withered and died, and the mountains were full of dead people with stiff movements and hideous faces, wandering aimlessly on the rotting land.

Kratos's huge qi and blood were like meteors in the night, instantly attracting all the creatures of the underworld, and in an instant, terrifying roars were intertwined, filling the entire heaven and earth.

"These are civilians and soldiers who died in the war, eroded by the air of death, and rose from the ground. ”

Kratos saw the origin of these resurrected corpses, and immediately thought in his heart: "When the commander of the underworld arrives, I am afraid that these corpses will be formed into an undead army, and once they form a scale, they will come with the tide of water, and even the strong city walls will be washed away!"

Thinking of this, Kratos immediately moved, and he slammed his foot towards the area where the corpses were densely populated, and with the shaking of the earth, hundreds of dead corpses were crushed into powder by him.

Kratos is like crushing an ant, it doesn't require any powerful skills at all, and every punch and kick can cause a large number of corpses to be destroyed.

I don't know how long it has been, but when Kratos stopped, the surrounding land was already a post-apocalyptic scene, and the collapsed ground was covered with shattered corpses.

Even if he gave birth to the spirit of the five internal organs, and the qi and blood of his whole body were galloping, Kratos couldn't help but feel a trace of emptiness coming from his body at this time, and for him, it was also a great burden to simply maintain the body of a giant.

Just as Kratos was about to give a bigger wound before the army of the underworld formed a scale, he suddenly saw that his original bronzed skin was actually faintly black.

Kratos took a breath, and after seeing the scene of a large area of qi death being inhaled into his body, he immediately reacted, and his body was actually gradually transformed imperceptibly.

The death breath of the underworld can wither life, rot the fertile earth, and even the dead body will be cursed and rise again with an ugly body.

Ordinary human beings are exposed to death, and in three or five breaths, their flesh and blood will rot and die, turning into a creature that has no consciousness and only has an infinite thirst for blood.

Even a hundred enemy powerhouses with huge qi and blood can't support it for too long, and when the limbs and bones of the body are eroded thoroughly, they will become a member of the undead, and their bodies and souls will be enslaved by the Hades.

Kratos immediately held his breath and exhaled, but the dead air was simply pervasive, constantly eating away at his body, skin, and even hair.

"By the time these dead spirits envelop the entire Peloponnese, none of my relatives, brothers, and followers will survive and fall into a painful sink forever!"

Kratos almost crushed his gums in anger, but he knew that even though he had condensed the body of a giant and was so powerful that he was not afraid of any thousand enemies, it was still not enough to fight the entire army of the underworld.

For every human who dies, there is an additional underworld minion. Once caught in the tide of the army of the underworld, even the body of a giant will be eaten away little by little, and when the time comes, even the commander of the underworld who is sitting behind the scenes will not be able to see it, and he will die of exhaustion.

Thinking of this, Kratos decisively turned around and left, condensing his qi and blood to restore his ordinary body, and walked out of the range of dead qi before his body was further eroded.

Kratos didn't stop and returned as fast as he could, and when the Algiif Plains came into view, he saw the murderous aura of war covering the entire city.

"Go ahead and let our enemies know what war is!"

A soldier wearing a mask and holding a huge round shield and spear lined up in a rigorous and orderly battle, constantly advancing to the sound of the war horn, his strong body and unyielding will were simply a powerful warrior born for war.

Not to be outdone, the city of Argos was not to be outdone by the Spartan army, and on the walls that had been expanded even higher, ballista carts were pushed up, and the soldiers skillfully carried the whole sharpened log onto the support, and immediately cut the taut cable after the officer's order.

Poof!

Even the huge round shield of the Spartan soldiers could not resist the momentum of the logs, and after blasting a Spartan soldier with a human shield, the trend continued to shoot through two people in succession, and finally inserted it into the ground.

The logs planted in the ground were an obstacle to the army's advance, and after dozens of logs were fired, the Spartan army outside the city walls had been shattered by the storm, and the tight formation could no longer be maintained.

Countless arrows flew down from the city walls like locusts, and hundreds of thousands of crude arrows were made under the hassle of hundreds of craftsmen and thousands of civilians day and night. The defending soldier had no need to worry at all, just stretching the bowstring until he ran out of strength and could not even hold the arrow.

"My lord, a letter from the Intelligence Bureau, there is a group of elites in the rear of the enemy, numbering about 1,000 people, ready to go, which will become sharp knives to break through our defense line!"

Dressed in armor, Tanatos looked down at the advancing enemy troops under the city wall with a serious face, and said loudly: "The fact of Kratos' absence cannot be exposed, otherwise the other party has no concerns, and my city wall will be destroyed by the power of a thousand enemies in an instant!"

Lyktans said to Luca beside him: "Next, you will command, and I will personally lead the troops into battle!"

Lukka nodded silently, and as soon as he took over the command, he began to issue orders, while constantly pouring in the information from the Intelligence Bureau to make the most correct response in time.

In the rear of the Spartan army, on a raised dirt slope, an old man with gray hair and a god-eyed gaze, dressed in commander's armor, straddled his horse with a golden sword.

Seeing the other party's ever-changing defensive methods, Oripontide's eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly.

The other party seems to know everything about himself, and every tentative attack will be easily defused.

When he saw the city gate open and thousands of Mycenaean soldiers rushed out under the leadership of a brave officer, Eury Pontide's original anger and blood gradually calmed down.

"For honor, kill!"

Lyktans roared angrily and rushed to the front. He wielded a double-edged axe, and with one blow, the Spartan soldier in front of him was immediately split in half with a shield, and fresh flesh spurted out, scattering his face.

Almost everyone in Sparta was a qualified warrior, and those who were included in the elite of the army were extremely powerful, and any one of them could rival two soldiers of Mycenae.

But what Lyktans brought out at this time was a special force that had undergone special training and was specially used to charge and kill the enemy's formation. Each of them has been blessed by Kratos's blood and blood, and their strength is infinitely superior to that of Spartan soldiers, and with the support of advanced war skills, they are really invincible on the battlefield, and hundreds of Spartan soldiers died immediately at the touch of a button.

Seeing that the Spartan army was about to be defeated by the shock, an officer in armor suddenly appeared, shouting the great true name of the god of war, and collided with Lyktans fiercely.

"Die!"

Lyktans instantly burst out with up to 300 horsepower of qi and blood, and under the collision of the giant axe and the long sword, the Spartan officer immediately cracked his mouth, the blade of the sword shattered, and the man also flew out with a muffled snort.

"Spin in formation, retreat slowly, protect the city gates, and garrison under the city walls!"

Lyktans roared, and the soldiers who followed him immediately moved, and thousands of people surrounded the city in a rotating circle, charging left and right under the city walls, preventing a single enemy from approaching the city gates.

As the war progressed, when the Mycenaean soldiers had weak arms and could not pull their bows and arrows, the Spartan army finally oppressed under the walls after leaving thousands of corpses.

Lyktans only felt the pressure increase, and when they were forced to retreat to the city gates, they could no longer charge and kill, and there were only about 500 Mycenaean soldiers left around them.

"Fight to the death!"

The battle of Lyktans was monstrous, and his whole body suddenly burst into the enemy's army, and the double-edged giant axe continued to rotate, and in an instant the battlefield set off a scene of flesh and blood.

"You are a Spartan, and you actually abandoned the glory of the god of war and extended the butcher's knife to your own people!"

When the massacre of Lyctans was finally stopped, a powerful officer with at least 300 blood and blood in his spear confronted him, and shouted angry at his treachery.

"What bullshit glory, when my clan relatives were brutally slaughtered, I had completely abandoned the god of war, only the power of revenge is everything!"

"Hmph, damn heretic, I'm going to cut off your head and hang it around your waist as a medal of glory!"

Besieged by the officer and the countless Spartan soldiers around him, the giant axe in Lyktans' hand was swung in the wind, but his body could not stop and gradually retreated.

Lyctans couldn't help but look around, and found that there was a black crowd of Spartan soldiers around him, and all the thousands of soldiers he led were dead.

The sound of grinding wheels sounded clearly on the battlefield, and I saw a huge siege horse, driven by dozens of strong soldiers, slowly advancing towards the city wall.