Stepping into the main hall, a court-like environment immediately appeared in front of him, with King Thebai sitting high on the chief throne, and beside him sat another old man with silver hair and obvious wrinkles on his face, but still wearing armor.

Kratos only glanced at it and noticed that the old man had revealed a strong aura of twilight, and his gradually decaying body could no longer maintain the vigor of qi and blood, and began to show signs of decay.

And at this time in the main hall, there is also a beautiful girl as soft as the sea, and her euphemistic delicate body sits quietly on the left hand side of the first old man, and it is the princess Helen who has been seen.

King Thebais dismissed the nervous soldiers around him, and then, in his calm but dignified voice, said to Kratos, who was standing on top of the main hall: "Honorable guest, who has put shackles on your body and been bound in humiliation. ”

Kratos took a step forward, and the power that had been gathered for a long time suddenly exploded, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, he directly broke the bronze shackles that were the thickness of a child's arm, and the powerful and domineering momentum was undoubtedly displayed at this moment.

The moment Kratos's footsteps fell, the entire hall seemed to shake, and a strong wind pressure suddenly poured into the solemn building, blowing the clothes of everyone on the field to make the sound of hunting.

"Young Spartans. ”

The old man sitting next to King Thebais suddenly spoke at this time, and as soon as the old voice appeared, it immediately swept away the domineering momentum released by Kratos, like a breeze blowing, and the entire hall instantly returned to a peaceful atmosphere.

The old man looked at Kratos calmly with his old but still clear eyes and said, "Please extinguish the flames of anger, and you will be duly compensated for the humiliation you have suffered." ”

There is no need to guess at all, this old man in armor is definitely the only general in the Thebai Kingdom who has the strength of a thousand enemies, and even participated in the first invasion of the underworld a hundred years ago - Markov.

Kratos looked at the old man on the first seat in surprise, the other party was worthy of the general of Thebai, and lightly dissolved his long-accumulated power.

At this moment, Kratos's heart suddenly beat violently, making a heavy "thump, thump" sound in his chest, and the sound of footsteps behind him was heard at the same time.

A Spartan, who resembled Kratos but was even more manipulative, was summoned into the main hall and stood straight under Princess Helen's seat, as if he were guarding the ancient evil.

"Luktans, my dear, it's really you!"

Unable to control his agitation, Kratos' consciousness was almost swallowed by the power of the source of pain, and a strange black aura oozed from the pores of his body.

The burly and strong back didn't pay attention to the man with the strange tattoo in the hall at all, until the other party actually called his name, he turned around in surprise, frowned, and seemed to be unable to distinguish the identity of the other party for a while.

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Kratos closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and used his will to forcibly suppress the source of pain that showed signs of rampage before slowly opening his eyes.

Kratos stretched out his right hand, grasped it in a false palm, and then suddenly squeezed the air in his palm with force, and in the piercing sound of breaking the air, the phantom of the five-headed beast soul suddenly appeared.

"Five-headed beast soul, how is this possible......! You're Kratos!"

Although the appearance of the four beast souls had changed drastically, Lyktans immediately thought of a figure that he had been chasing in his heart.

Kratos didn't know when a shallow layer of sweat appeared on his forehead at this time, and the phantom of the five-headed beast soul only lasted for a moment before dissipating in the air.

"Lyktans, my brother, I am the son of Quillio, Kratos!"

The last few words were almost shouted, I don't know how long it had been, Kratos called out his name for the first time, and at this time it was no one else standing in front of him, it was the brother of the tribe, Luktans!

How many times has Kratos woken up from nightmares, familiar faces of the tribe lying in pools of blood, looking at him with their resentful eyes, as if uttering a wordless message.

He never imagined that one day he would be able to see his clan's relatives alive.

Only then did Lyktans finally believe that the man standing in front of him, covered in a violent aura and covered in strange tattoos, was Kratos, the most potential warrior of his tribe.

"Kratos, I always believe that you must still be alive. The burly man Luctans choked up when he spoke, and the hideous scar on his face wrinkled into an ugly expression.

"Lyktans, why are you here? After the excitement of the first meeting, Kratos finally controlled his emotions, and it was then that he noticed that Lyktans had also changed dramatically.

At this time, Lyktans was extremely burly, like a giant bear standing up from a person, and even Kratos stood in front of him, there was a clear gap.

What attracted even more attention was his bare skin outside the armor, and a circular pattern that could not be concealed by hideous scars all over his body, which was directly scalded out of red-hot metal.

This trace Kratos had seen in the third prince's attendant Assas, and was a stigma of shame representing slave status.

Just as Lyktans was about to open his mouth to explain his experience after his separation from Kratos, Markov's voice suddenly interrupted him.

"Young Spartan, I'm sorry to interrupt you here, but before I do that, can I hear a few words from the old man? ”

Kratos and Lyktans were stunned at the same time, and they immediately realized that this was not the time to catch up with each other, so they turned their heads and looked at Markolov in their seats.

At this time, Kratos also completely calmed down, he looked at the old general with vigilance, obviously the other party had long known his relationship with Lyktans, and suddenly called it out at this time, the purpose was to resolve all the grievances in his heart, so that no matter what he said, the two sides also stood on an equal footing, and he was bound to be unable to be strong.

But just as Kratos was in his mind with countless responses, the other party made an unexpected request.

Markolov's expression was calm, and he said almost word for word: "Spartan, I beg you to save the lives of His Majesty the King and Princess Helen when the royal city falls. ”

It was actually this kind of request, Kratos was also stunned for a moment when he heard it, and he didn't react for a while, until Princess Helen's soft voice sounded.

"Grandpa Markov, why do you say that?" Princess Helen was also very surprised at this time, and she hurriedly said nervously: "Mycenaean reinforcements have arrived, and we will be able to repel the combined forces of the two countries immediately!"

The calm expression on Markov's face remained unchanged, and he looked at Kratos without blinking, as if waiting for his answer.

Kratos's mind raced, and the other party's request could be said to have been completely unexpected, and he noticed the wording used in Markov's statement.

He addressed himself as a Spartan, not as a "Mycenaean messenger" as he had been called at the beginning. And there was a deep powerlessness in his tone.

What kind of circumstances would have allowed this hundred-year-old human hero to say the word "request" to a stranger he met for the first time.

Although the strength of the alliance between the two countries is huge, and there is a thousand-strong enemy, the great general Iphicles is in charge, but this is not enough to make another thousand-strong enemy lose the will to fight.

When rushing into the city of Thebais, Kratos also felt the power of the city in the air, and the number of soldiers with combat power was about 2,000, which were the most elite soldiers who had been guarding the city of Thebais all year round.

Although Markov is old, his power has not diminished in the slightest, which is an important reason why Iphicles led an army of nearly 50,000 to besiege the city, but he has been slow to launch a general attack.

With this former human hero guarding it, and relying on the strong walls of the royal city, even if it resists stubbornly, it can hold out for a while, and inflict heavy casualties on the allied forces of the two countries.

At this time, on the back of the two coalition armies, there is also a Mycenaean army composed of various noble private armies, once the two coalition forces launch a general attack, then they have to bear the possibility that the back will be attacked at any time.

In this way, the war situation is not a desperate situation, as long as Thebais and Mycenae reach an offensive and defensive alliance, then there is still a high possibility of reversing the current situation.

But at this time, listening to Markolov, it seems that Thebes has reached the point of mortality, and he can't even save his bloodline, so he can only pin his hopes on a strange Spartan.

At this moment, King Thebai, who was on the throne, finally spoke, and only heard his old voice say: "Spartan, my life has come to an end, so there is no need to be a superfluous burden. I have no heirs to spare, but if you promise to send my daughter Helen out of the royal city safely, I will give you the most powerful magic equipment of Thebais. ”

There are six kingdoms in the Peloponnese, and Kratos has already met two of them, but there is a huge gap between them.

If King Agamemnon's impression on Kratos is unfathomable and unimaginable like mist, the king of Thebais in front of him is the real king of flesh and blood and belongs to the world.

Dressed in a king's robe, with a golden crown on his head, although his face could not hide the traces of old age, it still revealed the majesty of the king.

Markolov, the general of the Thebais dynasty, nodded, and the latter suddenly stood up from above, and the originally gray and simple armor on his body suddenly flashed with flowing light.