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As the one who led all this, Khloe took the initiative to show up and report everything that happened to Kratos in Tellian City.

It turned out that a long time ago, not long after the establishment of the Intelligence Bureau, Kohler noticed a trace of strange traces from many clues.

What really confirmed Kohler's existence of the conspiracy was the sudden disappearance of the Orpheus Cult in the city of Telian.

The only thing that could be related to it was King Agamemnon's sudden order, and until the news of the destruction of Crete came, Kohler had begun to secretly prepare for the future.

Kratos took a deep look at the man who had completely hidden himself in the dark, although he didn't have any gorgeous words of praise, but the feelings in his heart had been clearly felt by the other party.

Kratos then briefly described what he had seen and heard in the Land of Miracles, and when he heard that the army of the underworld had once again invaded the human world, everyone had a look of horror on their faces.

Although they did not experience the first invasion of the underworld thousands of years ago, the cruelty of that war, and the horror of the undead in the underworld, have penetrated into everyone's hearts through the epic.

What is even more desperate is that the human world has long been torn apart, and even the most powerful kingdom has become the base camp of the underworld to invade the continent.

It was at this time that the scouts sent out brought back another surprising piece of news.

At this time, in the ruins of the old Thebai royal city, there was a miasma of black smoke. One by one, the disheveled Mycenaean soldiers, with all their weapons lost, prostituted themselves inside.

The supplies accumulated in the royal city of Thebais had been depleted, and the soldiers began to plunder the nearby civilian villages, and many young women could be seen, screaming in pain at the adultery of countless soldiers.

"Alubond, you even abandoned tens of thousands of legions!"

Of the original army of about 30,000 people, only about 10,000 people remained here, and most of the soldiers fled after losing the restraint of their commanders, and the rest were also self-indulgent.

"Kratos, lowly jackals, can only be driven with a whip, and let these fallen soldiers suffer the punishment of killing. ”

Lyktans had a murderous expression on his face, and behind him was a powerful army of 500 men full of fighting spirit and vigorous blood.

Kratos' reply was just a cold word: "Kill!"

Lyktans and his troops, like beasts breaking free from their shackles, rushed into the unsuspecting city with ease.

These soldiers were powerless, and when the enemy rushed in front of them, they were slow to react, and when they subconsciously tried to resist, they could not find their weapons.

After the initial resistance was violently defeated, the remaining soldiers completely lost the will to fight, dragged their messy clothes and armor and fled in panic, and were cut to the ground one by one by the butcher's knives that came from behind.

At this time, in the one-sided slaughter field, a scene was staged that made people tremble and vomit.

Gaunt tore apart the human body one by one, and chewed on the fresh flesh in his hand, and his face constantly showed a crazy murderous expression.

Such a gruesome scene made these defeated soldiers even more demoralized, and they could only flee in panic constantly.

Kratos stepped into the ruins topless, with his only remaining arm around Pandora, and the occasional defeated soldier who escaped by him suddenly let out a roar of pain that exploded into shattered flesh in the blink of an eye.

When these defeated soldiers finally fled to the gate at the foot of the city wall, they saw a scene that made them completely desperate.

A blood-red giant bear with a huge body and a violent aura blocked the only city gate, and every time the terrifying bear paw fell, it would leave a shocking bright red on the ground.

At this time, the ruins of the entire city completely became a slaughter that could only enter and not leave, and tens of thousands of defeated troops were crushed in the rush of hundreds of people, and the sound of screaming and crying in an instant was endless.

At this time, Kratos stood in the center of the slaughter chief, he took a deep breath, and up to 30,000 horsepower of qi and blood surged out, forming a terrifying deterrent that enveloped the entire city.

"Get on your knees!"

The voice was full of power, domineering, and shock, and all the defeated troops trembled when they heard it, and they couldn't help but immediately fall to their knees on the ground.

"You plunder, commit adultery, and degenerate, you are unforgivable sinners!" Every word of Kratos is like a sharp knife, piercing deep into everyone's heart: "Only by obeying me, believing in me, and fearing me, can you wash away your sins and have a chance to live!"

A defeated army in armor stood up from the ground and said in a loud voice: "Mighty Spartan, I am the right-hand man of Councilor Talifu, and I am willing to serve you sincerely and give everything I have. ”

Kratos looked at the officer who was the first to surrender with a cold gaze, and said in an indifferent tone: "In that case, give your dirty life." ”

The only remaining arm was raised straight and slowly clenched into a fist in the air, and the officer immediately let out a painful roar, the blood vessels and green tendons were highlighted, but in a breath, the whole person was directly pinched and exploded, and the armor, bones, organs, and flesh were squeezed into a terrifying corpse ball by the invisible force.

"All officers, must die!"

At Kratos' murderous orders, one officer after another was dug up, and the heads of the culprits were cut off, pierced with sticks, and lined up outside the walls.

Such bloody methods completely shattered the luck in the hearts of the remaining defeated soldiers, and they knelt on the ground one after another, and prayed for mercy with the most devout hearts in their lives.

Kratos' goal was not to kill them all, and after killing all the officers who were the culprits, he immediately collected the remaining thousands of defeated soldiers.

The original 200 slave soldiers were all promoted to low-level officers, and some of them with outstanding qualifications and outstanding strength were even exerted by Kratos in public, infused with qi and blood, and promoted to the top of the 100-man enemy and held the position of senior officer in the army.

After using methods comparable to gods, Kratos completely grasped the defeated army in his hands, and even the return of Alubond at this time could no longer shake their sincerity.

After doing all this, Kratos did not stop, and immediately put Lyktans in command of the army, and fought in the territory of Thebais, and collected thousands of stragglers, so that he commanded an army of tens of thousands of people.

Ten thousand people formed an army and had the strength to conquer a kingdom, even in the heyday of Mycenae, there were only 4 legions.

In the eyes of tens of thousands of soldiers, Kratos put the third prince Arthur Evans on the throne, and after announcing King Agamemnon's crime of betraying mankind, he immediately posthumously crowned him as the king who inherited the surname Agamemnon and was the new king of Mycenae.

"My brother, I know what you have to do, for your own sake and for the rest of humanity, go to war, and make all enemies submit to your power!"

Arthur Evans' expression was more serious than ever, and he stood side by side with Kratos, symbolizing that the Spartan would be on a par with the Mycenaean king from now on, and would be in charge of the life and death of the militaristic state.

The next step was to organize the armament in full swing, and the discarded and dusty weapons and equipment were dug up, and after simple repairs, all the soldiers were armed.

Argos, who had just recovered from the defeat, was still struggling to lick his wounds, but was once again attacked by the flames of war, and this time, the name Argos completely disappeared from the Peloponnese.

Argos had not yet recovered from the previous crushing defeat, and after a sudden attack, Kratos' army was unstoppable, but in a matter of days, it penetrated deep into the hinterland and attacked the royal city of Argos.

On the plain of Argiv, where Argos is located, Kratos is an invincible sharp knife, slaughtering all the way, and the heads of Argos officers are hung all over his waist.

Even if there is only one arm left, there is still no one who can stop him from moving forward, and only by constantly killing can he have a chance to survive!

"Diomedes, the one who is about to conquer your kingdom is the mighty Kratos, the brother of Agamemnon Evans, the new king of Mycenae!"

Dressed in armor, Lyktans stood alone under the walls of Argos and shouted loudly, and the savage, violent, and powerful momentum unleashed wildly without restraint, forcing the defenders on the walls to tremble in their hands, and the officers did not dare to give the order to attack.

Not long after, the closed city gate burst open, and an old man in a gorgeous costume slowly walked out, surrounded by more than a dozen nobles and officers.

Wearing a golden crown and holding the sword of the king, Arthur Evans sat condescendingly on his horse, looking at the king of Argos, Diomedes walked up to him with a sad face, and handed the scepter representing the kingship of Argos into his hands.

Kratos stood beside Arthur Evans and said in a deep voice, "Diomedes, your whole life will be glorified by the decision you made today!"

Argos had lost most of his troops in the previous battle against Thebais, and now after a complete surrender, he had less than a legion left.

And under the plundering of Iphicles, the whole country was as poor as the slums of the Peloponnese, and a large number of civilians died of hunger and disease, and even the nobles survived.