Mycenae (2): Mycenae is the most powerful state in the Peloponnese, with the wisest king and the most civilized system.

The king sits at the top of the king's power, disciplining the inactive human race in place of the gods. Below the king was a council of noble men, who together openly discussed and came up with strategies, and finally the king they trusted made the right decision.

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Wang Kui was lying comfortably in the sea water, feeling the coldness of the sea water, when there was a sudden sound of people walking in the sea water around him, he turned his head slightly sideways and glanced at it with his spare eyes, and saw that it was Luktans walking with a gloomy face.

"Kratos, how did you do that. ”

Wang Kui naturally understood the meaning of the other party's words, he kept his lying posture unchanged, and replied casually: "Pray to the god of war, gain strength, and then stab it fiercely when the time is right*." ”

Lyktans immediately said, "I have never seen the divine light of the god of war descend on you. ”

Wang Kui replied differently: "A true Spartan warrior not only has power, but also uses it correctly, and we should know when to attack and when to defend." A Spartan, who had only strength in his eyes, could not be a true warrior. ”

Lyktans' face was still gloomy, but there was a thoughtful glint in his eyes, and he glanced at Wang Kui, who was drifting with the tide in the sea, and then turned away without saying a word.

Wang Kui glanced at Lyctans' back, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and then closed his eyes and enjoyed the comfort of the sea bath.

Due to Accra's injury, the Spartans slowed down their walking speed, but because they already had enough food on their bodies, they were not in a hurry, and made temporary changes to the original planned route, bypassing the area where the monster might be and walking on the more crowded trade routes.

Along the coastline, the Spartans soon after moving away from the realm of Argos, entered a desolate town. Of course, desolation is only Wang Kui's thoughts, and after experiencing the bright lights of the previous life, this town without a name is even comparable to the famous hunger land of Rwanda in his eyes.

But in this world, in addition to the royal cities of various countries, such a small town is already a representative of wealth and civilization, and even in the royal city, there are still large areas of stench and poverty, and even the freedom of life cannot be controlled.

There they bartered cumbersome griffon bones and precious organs, and obtained coarse cloths and spices that were not produced in the tribe. As for the griffin's rock-hard feathers, they were not exchanged.

Along the way, Wang Kui discovered that Accra did not reject contact with outsiders, but instead allowed them to see and understand the outside world as much as possible. This made Wang Kui's heart can't help but have a kind of realization, the purpose of the hunting is probably not just to solve the food problem.

In addition, it is worth mentioning that the most prominent symbol of various places along the way is the statue of the god that is incompatible with backwardness and poverty, even in the most barren Gobi, the great body of the god will stand.

The majestic body, which is taller than ordinary people, has a lifelike carved expression, looking down on the mediocrity of mortals as if the true god has descended, and accepts the most heartfelt prayers of mortals with peace of mind.

Wang Kui saw many times that the poor people, filthy and plagued by hunger and disease, were still prostrate at the feet of the statue of Dionysus, the god of wine, their sallow faces could not hide their pious faith, and they longed for their prayers and devotions to be answered by the gods and give them hope to live.

"Do the gods really care about mortals' wishes?" Wang Kui couldn't help muttering to himself.

Accra did not hesitate to say, "Only the god of war is our only faith, who listens to our prayers and gives us strength and life. The other gods are nothing but empty shells of mediocrity, they have no power of pride, no majesty of the gods, only small favors, or rather, disgraces, when they please. ”

As if to prove what Accra had said, the statue of Dionysus, carved out of a single piece of rock, suddenly shone with a divine light, and the air was immediately filled with the rich smell of wine.

The poor man who had been rewarded bowed his head in gratitude, as if the wine would relieve him of hunger and sickness, and then drank the red luster in his hand with a trembling gaze in the envious eyes of others.

Seeing this scene, Wang Kui couldn't help but think of a famous poem from his previous life: There are frozen bones on the road, and Zhumen wine and meat stink.

Echoing the splendor of the idol is a human in a magnificent robe, standing in front of the idol and enjoying the worship and worship of the common people, like a stand-in for the gods in the mortal world.

"These are the priests of the temple, and even the idols of the wilderness, while enjoying the offerings of mortals, there are priests who wait for the idols, they are the closest beings to the gods, and they are revered by humans. ”

Hearing Accra's explanation, Wang Kui couldn't help but think of Abu, his existence was like the priest of the god of war, but compared to what he saw in front of him, it was two completely opposite existences.

When they saw a group of burly Spartans with weapons approaching the village, the villagers who were still working immediately fled back to the house in shock, closed the doors and windows, and only a few brave young men looked at Accra and the others vigilantly, but the work at hand could not be carried out in any way.

Seeing the resistance of the villagers, Accra had no choice but to say: "Kratos, you go into the village alone, exchange furs and dried meat for some crops, and the climate further north should bring some crops for food." ”

With that, Accra led the other Spartans in the opposite direction, and they were going to camp in the wilderness, on a small dirt slope not far from the village.

Kratos was unsurprisingly met with wary glances from the villagers when he entered the village, in the Peloponnese, the Spartans were synonymous with barbarism, brutality and war, even the most ordinary Spartans had a powerful body, and the mighty Kratos walked through the ruined village at this time, naturally standing out like a flock.

Kratos searched and scanned, quickly found a house that didn't fit in with his surroundings, and then strode over without saying a word.

It is a small palace-like building, and the rocks on the exterior of the house are carved with patterns representing the splendor of the gods.

Apparently this was the priest's house, and its opulence and breadth were like the mortal palaces of the gods compared to the thatched huts around them.

The house is surrounded by a fence made of wooden pillars the thickness of an arm, and a one-person-high fence encloses the entire house in the middle.

Wang Kui glanced up and down, and knew that his location was at the back of the house, and just as he was about to go around to the front, a small door in the house suddenly opened.

It was a man with a thin stature and dressed as a villager, and when he saw Wang Kui standing outside, he casually looked up and down a few times, and then locked the stone lock on the door again, carrying a cloth bag larger than the others, and walked by Wang Kui with light steps, swaggering.

When the man disappeared from sight, Wang Kui turned his head and looked at the stone lock hanging in the doorway without blinking, the fist-sized lock polished with hard rock tightly sealing the door.

In this world, the craftsmanship is very developed, and it is not inferior to the industrial civilization of the previous life. Craftsmen were given the skills of the gods to create intricate objects.

On the outside, it looks like an ordinary stone lock, but on the inside, it is a complex structure composed of gears. However, due to the low cost of stone, ordinary civilians can also have it, but the disadvantage is that it can be easily cracked by violence.

Looking at the stone lock that contained the ingenuity of this world, Wang Kui's eyes couldn't help but shine with a strange light.

Kohler pretended to be indifferent, but his body was like a weightless shadow, moving quickly behind houses or obstacles, avoiding everyone's attention all the way, and finally made it around the edge of the village, carrying the cloth bag and quickly disappearing from sight.

Khloe glanced behind him after leaving the village, making sure no one was noticed, before finally slowing down. Then he flipped the cloth bag on his shoulder, feeling the weight of the carrying, and couldn't help but smile lightly.

"Hermes is on top, this is the so-called fate, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon, Mr. Thief. ”

Suddenly an unfamiliar voice sounded in his ears, and Khloe was startled, and he immediately turned his head, and then saw an unexpected person, stopped in the road ahead without him noticing.

In his previous life, as the king of agents and the title of Hades, it was not difficult for Wang Kui to peek into the identity of this thief and appear on his escape route one step ahead.

"If you don't mind, can you give me the contents of the bag. In the other party's surprised expression, Wang Kui continued to joke: "Of course, this is definitely a fair deal, you will get some Spartan special hides and jerky." ”

Kohler was startled at first, but quickly calmed down, although he didn't know how the strange Spartan spied on his tracks, but Kohler, known as the escapee, was confident that with the ridiculously strong muscles of the other party, it was impossible for him to pose any threat to him.

"Foolish Spartan, you don't know it yet, but standing before you is the escaped Kohler, and my name is like an untraceable wind, and not even the royal palace of Corinth can stop me. ”

Kohler glanced at Wang Kui contemptuously, and then walked forward with the cloth bag on his shoulder, walking past Wang Kui unscrupulously, as if he didn't pay attention to him at all.