[Mortal Records • Civilization (26)]: Originally, there was no writing, and even the language was an irregular whisper. When Athena, the goddess of wisdom and war, was born, she brought civilization to primitive and ignorant humans. She pointed to one of the healthiest human beings and decided to use the human body as a unit of measurement, with 1 calibe being the length from the wrist to the shoulder, and 1 measuring being 30 fingers.

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Today's Agamemnon is 150 years old, making him the longest-lived king in history, and although this is not unrelated to his deal with Hades, Agamemnon is inevitably entering the final decay.

Agamemnon and the daughter of Zeus, Lydux, conceived a total of three sons and one daughter, and since Agamemnon married Lydux at the age of 100, these three sons and one daughter are now in the prime of life.

The eldest prince, Alubond, was born with divine powers, was skilled in martial arts, and was good at spears and javelins, and at the age of only 30 had the strength of a hundred enemies, he was one of the most powerful warriors in Mycenae.

The second prince, Akduruman, was born when even Athena, the goddess of wisdom, performed miracles, and once used a conspiracy to hunt and kill a three-headed dog from hell, Cerberus, at the age of 18, and was known as the owl of the Peloponnese.

The olive tree and the owl are symbols of Athena, the goddess of war and wisdom, the olive tree represents peace and justice in war, and the owl's eyes, which can shine even in the dark, represent the wisdom that sees everything.

The two sons, one martial and one literate, are known as the two most dazzling new stars. But unlike the dazzling honors of the eldest prince and the second prince, the third prince, Arthur Evans, is notorious.

The popular lover of Mycenae was Arthur Evans's "good name", and it is said that he once slept with more than ninety percent of the noble women of Mycenae, the most envied outlier of all the noble ministers of all kingdoms.

Neither wisdom nor force is good, and it can be said that Mycenae is the greatest cunning.

Kratos and Annedora walked on the wet dirt, burlap covering most of Annedora's faces, revealing only a pair of hollow eyes. But even so, it can still be seen that Anidora naturally forms a flushed charm between her eyebrows, and she walks with strange steps, and can only walk normally by leaning weakly on Kratos's arms.

On the horizon ahead, the silhouette of a wealthy village was visible, and before we even got close, we could see villagers grazing their cattle outside.

When they saw Kratos' conspicuous bald head and the strange tattoos that spread from his face to his neck and all the way to his bare arms, the villagers were not surprised to look wary and suspicious.

Without saying a word, Kratos pulled out a two-finger-wide piece of gold from his body, reflecting a glittering golden light in the sunlight.

The vigilance on everyone's faces at the sight of the gold was replaced by shock and greed, and a villager, who was the envy of everyone, welcomed Kratos and Anidora into his home with a friendly smile on his face.

All the way to the road with gold, Kratos's leather bag has been emptied, and the last piece of gold has been used just now.

But with a few days to go before the capital of Mycenae, the city of Lion's Gate, Telyan, it is no surprise that it was able to reach its destination without any problems.

At dawn the next day, under the strange and ambiguous eyes of the villagers, Kratos replenished enough food and water, and then hugged Annedora, who was still unable to move, and headed in the direction of Telian City.

Gently placed the water bag on Annedora's mouth, looking at the cherry lips that he had tasted countless times, and at this time he was sucking the water with infinite temptation. Cool water trickles down Annedora's white cheeks, and Kratos can't help but think of the hunting scene.

It seems that they passed by here before their hunting tour, but it happened not so long ago, but now it is all wrong.

Closing his eyes and listening to the sound in his ears, Kratos seemed to be able to hear the unyielding souls of all his tribal relatives, and only in this way could Kratos relieve the pain of hatred that had been burning his soul all the time.

Kratos suddenly felt a cool touch from the corner of his mouth, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Annedora's puffed face, her mouth full of water, and at the same time put the water bag directly to his mouth, indicating that he had finished drinking.

Looking at Anne Dora's infinitely seductive face, Kratos couldn't help but jerk her pretty face any longer, leaning down and greedily snatching the sweet juice from Sakura's lips.

When Kratos finally looked up with a satisfied expression, Anidora's lips were already red and swollen.

Anidora looked at Kratos with empty eyes for a while, her face seemed to show a look of understanding, and then she took another sip of water and took the initiative to hand her sweet and seductive red lips to Kratos.

After a long time, a pleasant voice that did not carry human mood fluctuations suddenly sounded on the plain: "So you like to drink water like this......"

The energy of the sun god continued to emanate in the form of a huge fireball in the sky, and even the air was twisted under the tumbling heat.

On the plains of Mesodas, which had not been poisoned by war for 500 years and were known as the land of purity, three distinct groups of humans gathered together, and large expanses of refined bronze weapons shimmered in the sunlight with a blinding cold light.

Accompanied by one roar after another, three huge voices suddenly appeared from the end of the horizon, and the trembling roars were like wounded beasts, each rushing away in different directions.

Almost as soon as the three huge monsters began to run wildly, one of the Mycenaean human lineups also moved, and a dozen warriors moved rigorously and powerfully, looking like a neat arrow from a distance, and chased towards one of the monsters.

"Akduruman, the Cretan bull has run out of a hundred wrists, and you are not ready to take out that little bit of despicable conspiracy?"

The person who spoke was dressed in bronze armor, with a square face and a wide mouth, a pair of angry eyes that were round at all times, and the whole person looked like an invincible warrior sweeping the battlefield.

In response to his brother's undisguised ridicule, Akdurman smiled and said, "A mere Cretan bull is naturally easy to capture the eldest brother, and my strategy is not worth mentioning compared to the eldest brother's force." ”

Unlike his brother Alubond, Akdurman was as handsome as a woman without the power to raise a sword, and she actually wore a slim and gorgeous garment during the hunt.

Although Akdurman said this, he sat firmly behind him and did not move, and with his command, dozens of Mycenaean warriors around him immediately moved, the order line was stationary, and their movements were neat, and they did not hesitate in the face of the order, obviously all elite fighters who had undergone special training.

Before the saddle appeared, a wooden table carried by two guards was brought to Aktruman's side, from which he picked up a green stick and waved it in the air.

The green one is a curled up flag, which immediately stretches through the air as it dances. And the handle was obviously specially crafted, and it actually made a "chirping" sound under the dance of Akduruman, and the sound could still be heard clearly after hundreds of yards.

Dozens of warriors on horseback had just chased some distance when they received a long-range command from Akdurrumin, one following the direction of one of the Cretan bulls, and the other deviating from its course, running towards the deserted plain, and finally disappearing behind the cover of the mound.

The Cretan Bull is the offspring of the monster Minotaur and the wild *, although it does not have the power of the monster, but it is far from being comparable to ordinary beasts, and the crazy rush can smash any obstacle set up by humans, even the shield array composed of elite infantry is difficult to stop.

However, the Cretan bull has a fatal weakness, that is, once it does not have enough charging distance, it cannot form enough impact force, and three ordinary soldiers can cooperate with each other to kill it.

The first group of warriors caught up with the slow-moving Cretan bull, and a warrior dressed as an officer skillfully steered the horses under his seat while removing the rope wrapped around his body with his hands, and after swinging in a large circle in the air, he shot out violently, and the rope was wrapped precisely around the raised ramming horns above the Cretan bull's head.

The rope was stretched straight in an instant, and the horses beneath the officer's seat neighed, and then began to run sideways.

After the officer, the other soldiers threw their ropes, which had been prepared long ago, and without a single mistake succeeded in attaching the head of the Cretan bull, and then collectively harnessed the horses under their seats and ran to the side.

Under the pull of a dozen horses, the huge head of the Cretan bull was immediately pulled and deflected, his eyes were bloodshot and red, and his nostrils standing towards the sky were constantly erupting with heavy and visible breath.

"Hmph, Arthur Evans, my youngest brother, you are still so stupid, do you think that you can capture the Cretan bull in this way? Only when your sword splits your enemy's body in half will you discover the hidden intrigue inside them. ”

Alubond stood in place with his spear in hand, like a general who was good at the art of battle, and he showed undisguised contempt for his two younger brothers, as if he had no notice that the Cretan bull that belonged to him was about to disappear at the end of the horizon.

Seeing that Assas and the other guards had succeeded in imprisoning the Cretan bull with ropes, Arthur Evans excitedly snatched the rope from one of the guards and dragged it hard, as if he had seen that the honor of the hunt would be his own, and that he would defeat his two brothers and gain a different look from his father.