Abu's body was found in the swamp near his hut, along with two heavily armed soldiers, who were dragged into the poisonous swamp and died with Abu.

Together with the corpses of his parents, Wang Kui burned the bodies of all his clan relatives, the raging flames almost burned the sky red, in the sound of the corpses being burned, Wang Kui seemed to hear the whimper of the deceased, it was an unwilling roar.

Wang Kui sliced his arm open with a sharp blade, representing the purest blood of the Spartan tribe. Kratos then grabbed an old hide from his waist pocket and tossed it straight into the flames.

The raging flames could not cause any damage to this strange animal skin, but when it touched the thick slurry formed by the mixture of Wang Kui's blood and ashes, it immediately changed, and the invulnerable animal skin began to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally collapsed into countless powders and ashes that completely fused together.

In the end, it was a thick dark red paint, which Wang Kui applied to his body according to the lines in his memory.

In his previous life, when Wang Kui was on a mission in the African jungle, he saw a primitive and backward tribe who smeared the ashes of their relatives on their bodies to prove that their relatives and themselves survived, and to bless themselves with the power of the dead.

And what Wang Kui is doing now is to always remind himself of the hatred he carries in this world. Together with the relatives of all the Spartan tribes, he will carry their unwilling souls and give the bloodiest and cruelest revenge on those enemies on the road of revenge.

Seven days later, when Wang Kui crossed the Taietos Mountains again, he glanced back at the outline of the Spartan capital in the distance, and then tightened his cloak to hide the hatred burning in his eyes.

"From now on, there will be no more Wang Kui from the previous life...... Only the avengers of this life, Kratos!"

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"Hey Kratos, I heard you're a Spartan, I've never seen a Spartan like you, what's the latest fashion for the pattern on your body? I think it's pretty cool, it looks like something has burned to ashes, maybe you can tell me directly, the god of commerce is on top of Mes, I promise it's going to make a splash in Argos." ”

"Well, I know what you mean, it's to test my ingenuity, so let me guess...... You are a Spartan, and this must be a special product of Sparta, perhaps a birch of white iron...... Or the trick of ore powder from the Taiyetos Mountains with a bit of blacksmithing...... Is it the dung of the lion of Nephia?"

It was a caravan of more than 20 people, including 12 mercenaries from all over the world to protect the caravan, and Kratos temporarily joined the caravan as a traveler to the caravan bound for Tirins.

The caravan's merchant, a Tirinth man in his mid-40s, agreed to Kratos' request to join without hesitation after a casual show of force. And the merchant's servant, a young man named Little Huck, is said to have wandered the slums of Tirinth since he was a child, not knowing his parents, but firmly believing that he was an Argosian, always thinking that one day he would be able to return to Argos richly and become the envy of all Argosians.

Kratos, a mysterious Spartan, immediately became the object of little Huck's curiosity, and chattered around Kratos all the way, but Kratos never said a word, silently following the caravan's pace.

To little Huck, the Spartan, who had wrapped himself in coarse cloth and inadvertently exposed his lines, was full of secrets that would arouse his curiosity.

"Alright, little Huck, I've heard that Spartans have been in the company of wild beasts since they were young, and when they grow up, they can kill mountain yaks with one punch, be careful that your head is smashed to pieces. ”

Although the guard was smiling, there was no admiration in his tone, but there was undisguised provocation and disdain between laughter and laughter.

But whether it was Huck's pestering questioning or the provocation of the other guards, Kratos didn't mean to respond at all, but still kept his head down in silence.

The guards were also slightly bored by Kratos's indifferent reaction, the provocation was just a small episode of their boring journey, and little Huck's enthusiasm seemed to have waned at last, and after a while he had no choice but to return to his master, who instead reported to his master what he thought of the eccentric Spartan.

In this world of backward productivity, there are no efficient vehicles, and the traveling merchants mainly rely on animal power or even manpower to transport goods, and the high cost of transportation makes most merchants barely support their families.

Therefore, although the status of merchants in this world is not as suppressed as in ancient times in the previous life, it is difficult to appear as rich as the country's giant merchants, and I heard that only in a seaside country with a harbor like Argos, there are big merchants whose financial resources and strength are no less than those of the nobles.

In addition, bandits who can appear at any time are the worst enemies of all merchants, so even in difficult situations, merchants are willing to pay the price and hire enough guards to protect them.

These guards used to be soldiers in the army, or hunters who specialized in hunting monsters and beasts around the continent, and in order to survive, they would temporarily join the caravan with the same destination, which is the main reason why Kratos can be easily accepted by the caravan.

"Idea, ahead is the idol of Hermes, prepare your weapons, those lowly robbers are watching us from the shadows at this time. ”

The leader of the caravan guard suddenly shouted, and at the same time drew the spear hanging from his back, and his face was full of seriousness.

The leader of the caravan guard is said to have been a low-ranking officer in the Mycenaean army, who chose to retire after the war against Minos two years earlier. His skill in warfare and sense of warfare made him easily favored by merchants, both retired veterans and freelance hunters.

Hearing the warning of the leader of the caravan guards, everyone showed their weapons without hesitation, and the caravan slowly moved forward in a slow and vigilant posture, and a statue with wings on its feet, light and thin, with an unclear face, stood in the wilderness ahead, except for the idol of Hermes, the god of thieves, the flat wilderness could not see anything suspicious at a glance.

"Show your weapon, Spartan, your stupid muscles can't even match my dagger. If you don't want to suffer, give me a little harder, or I'll strip you naked and tie you to a stick. ”

No matter what country they are in, when faced with the most heinous criminals or prisoners of war, people will stick them into the ground, cut three to seven bleeding wounds on their bodies with knives, and let them bask in the sun, slowly bleed to death, and finally they will be directly dried into dried corpses, which are stuck in sticks as a way to show deterrence.

Kratos' head was obscured by a coarse cloth cloak, but after the guard's unrelenting threat, he silently unveiled his weapon wrapped in the hide.

When he saw the scabbard made of monster siren scales, the guard's eyes couldn't help but flash with surprise, and when he finally realized that it was actually a long sword with a completely bronze hilt, his eyes and expression were already full of greedy desire.

The caravan cautiously avoided the idol of Hermes, but just as most of the people were relieved, a scream suddenly sounded in their ears, and one of the guards fell to the ground with an arrow shot through the heart, and died with a painful expression.

Dozens of bandits, dressed in simple gray tight-fitting cloth and with their faces tightly wrapped in strips of cloth, suddenly appeared near the statue of Hermes as if they were divine soldiers, and wooden arrows and short spears flew towards the caravan.

"Damn it, get ready to fight, everyone protect the animals...... Kill all these lowly bandits!" The leader of the guard roared angrily, and the short spear in his hand shot angrily, piercing through one of the robbers in the front row, and after clenching the spear in both hands, he took the lead and rushed towards the bandits.

Under the leadership of the caravan leader, the other guards did not flinch, and rushed towards the robbers with their weapons in their hands, and finally rushed to the front of the thieves after losing 1/3 of the personnel, and the two sides instantly broke out in the most tragic hand-to-hand combat.

At this time, everyone knew that it was Hermes, the god of thieves, who had helped the robbers, so that they could fool the eyes of mortals and lay in ambush near his idol, waiting for the caravans to pass through the place.

In the Peloponnese, Hermes, the god of thieves, was the most special deity, and as one of the twelve main gods, his temple was the least of all the gods, but the statues of the gods were all over the continent and stood on the main roads between the nations.

Although Hermes does not shelter all the thieves on the continent, all the walking caravans will always be on the lookout, for fear that the unlucky one will be himself.

The robbers were well prepared, first using ranged weapons such as bows and arrows and throwing spears to weaken the caravans, and even using uniform short swords in hand-to-hand combat. They advance and retreat in an orderly manner, and they are skillful in coordination, and they are obviously thugs with a lot of experience.

After only a short battle, the caravan lost most of its guards, and only the leader of the guards and a few other guards were forced to the side of the animals, relying on each other to support the enemy's attack.

These robbers also seem unwilling to harm animal power, in a world where animal power such as a horse or a cow is even more precious than human life, and most merchants do not even have animal power, so they can only use slaves to carry goods.

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