When Opitaureon's back hit the ground, he felt like his breath was choked, and his hands and feet were shaking uncontrollably.

After a brief period of distraction, he came to his senses. He knew that he must not just lie down like this, and he struggled to prop up his upper body a little, and saw that the tall figure was walking towards him unhurriedly.

He roared, shielding his front with a shield while bracing himself on his spear to his feet.

His tenacity has made some of those who bet on his side put their hanging hearts down. If Opitaureon loses, not only will they have to lose all their possessions, but they will also lose the favor of the gods for a short time, which means that they will have to give more of their possessions to please the gods and ask for forgiveness.

Opitaureon tried to calm his trembling hands and feet after standing up straight, he didn't know why Ofios didn't rush straight up, then maybe he would have lost, but since he was given this opportunity, he must make his opponent regret it.

At this time, he suddenly saw Ofios raise the spear in his hand to a high position, and immediately realized something, and hurriedly raised the shield, this action was only halfway, and with a bang, the spear had already pierced into his shield!

The bronze spearhead was two-thirds of the way in, not only cutting through half of the belt that was holding it in place, but also cutting a deep wound on his arm, the sharp tip of the spear almost poking into his chest, and the force of the impact drove him back a few steps.

The strength of his opponent shocked him again, but then his heart was full of surprise, the opponent only carried a weapon, and throwing a spear meant that there was no weapon in his hand.

He was experienced in combat, and he did not delay the movement of his hand when he considered it, and at this moment he quickly unfastened the buckle of the cowhide strap on his shoulder, and threw the shield far behind him, not giving his opponent a chance to get his spear back, and at the same time he also raised the spear to a high position.

Now, it's his turn to strike.

He stared at the figure that was walking towards him, and when he felt right, he roared, kicked the ground under his feet, twisted his back, leaned forward with his upper body, and threw the spear out with his outstretched arms!

Not waiting for the result, he drew the bronze sword at his waist and rushed towards Ofios.

Even if the spear misses, it can play a role in containment, and he wants to use this opportunity to close the distance, and then use the advantage of weapons and equipment to defeat the opponent!

Ofios watched the spear coming, but he calmly turned sideways, and at the same time stretched out his right hand to catch the spear that was thrown, if it were not for the spear shaft still vibrating in the palm of his hand, the relaxed appearance would have been like a straw. Then he elbowed outwards and poked the spike at the back of the spear towards Opitaureon as he ran.

Opitaureon let out a low roar, he kept running, his upper body suddenly dived, and his footsteps stepped towards the outside edge of Ofios's right hand, and ran to the outside of the latter, his movements were so swift and sharp that he could not see that he had just been thrown hard.

At this time, Orpheus was restrained in his waist and abdomen, and drove his body to the right, and at the same time, the spear was pushed forward by the back hand, and then the arm swung and struck diagonally downward, and struck Opataureon's ankle with great precision.

Opitaureon snorted, the momentum of the attack was broken, and after only two steps forward, one leg involuntarily lost the strength of support, and almost half knelt, but he did not want to stop there, and kept trying to stand up.

Opiots walked to his side nonchalantly, striking his leg with a spear in one hand, and Opitaurion snorted, and his half-raised body fell back to his knees.

At this point, he hasn't given up yet, he knows that he has lost the moment he was hit, and his efforts at this moment are just for the stubbornness of a warrior.

Opios did not stop, the shaft of the spear in his hand was pulled down for the third time, this time it smashed on his shoulder and back, and under the combined blow of strength and skill, Opitaureon finally could not support it, and his strength receded like a tide, and he fell forward and fell heavily to the ground, his body collided with the ground, and smashed a puff of dust.

There was a sigh of disappointment from the crowd, apparently the one who had taken the sacrifice to Eupitaureon's side, and they began to curse the two Mycenaean merchants, who had already left before they saw that something was wrong.

But this duel is not over here, according to the rules of decision, the winning side has the right to decide everything on the other side, including life.

The onlookers looked even more excited, and a few blushed even more, and then they might witness the departure of a hero, to witness his return to the gods, which is glorious and sacred, and they have the honor to be witnesses.

Opiot reached out and slashed Opitaureon's torso to the front, the tip of the spear aimed at the latter's throat.

The blinding sunlight shone on Opitaureon's face, and he was indeed physically strong, and in such a short time, he had come to his senses. He stretched out his arms and lay on the ground, looked at the tip of the spear pointed at him, and said calmly: "Opheos, strip me of my armor and take my life, it is the spoils you deserve." ”

With that, he closed his eyes.

It's just that he waited for a while, but he didn't wait to do it, but heard the sound of the spear falling to the ground, opened his eyes in surprise, and saw that the spear was thrown by his side, he frowned, and said with some anger: "Are you ready to forgive me?" Or do you want me to be your slave?

Ofios's wide and loud voice came down: "Opitaureon from the White Mountains, your life was given by your parents, since you were not taken by the gods in the duel, then I will not take it again, get up, your journey is not over." ”

Opitaureon was a little surprised, he saw that Ophios was not joking, he grabbed the shaft of the spear that had been thrown down with both hands, supported himself and slowly got up, and after looking at Ophios for a while, he said with a solemn expression: "You are a respectable opponent. ”

The scene erupted in loud cheers and cheers, and the men and women in the harbor shouted excitedly: "Ofios! Ofios! Ofios! ”

Someone excitedly said, "Oh my God, do you see, Opitaureon was knocked up and flew up just now, is he a bull?" ”

Someone said, "What is a bull?" Ofios is a demigod who can take down a bull with just one hand! ”

Ofios had finished the duel, he picked up his spear, and was about to leave the place, and after many days at sea, and after a duel that was not too fierce, he now wanted to go back and take a bath, and then sleep soundly.

Opitaureon spoke up behind at this time: "With your strength, that throwing spear can pierce my shield, right?" ”

Ofios just raised his hand with his back to him and left.

As for the loot won in the heroic duel, after the Temple of Knossos decided how to distribute it, his share was naturally indispensable.

Opitaureon looked at his back and shouted at him, "I owe you twice!" ”

Stees, the captain of the Ofios guard, glanced at him and followed in the former's footsteps.

Oprios took the Octopus back to his temporary home near the harbor, where there were two two-story Minoan houses made of mud bricks and wood, and behind the mound was a stone warehouse large enough to accommodate the sea monster.

When he arrived, he arranged for the warriors to be on duty, and then ordered the slaves to move into the warehouse, and when he had done this, he went back to his room, drank a glass of water, bathed himself, and then fell asleep.

He slept until it was nearly evening, when he woke up refreshed.

After sitting up, he picked up the grapes on the table and ate a few of them, and then looked into the depths of his mind, where lines of words appeared that only he could see:

Name: Ofios

Race: Divine Human

Backtracking: "You witnessed a historical myth (the eruption of the island of Thera, the collapse of Atlantis...... You have acquired divinity...... ）”

Notes: "Divine powers can be used to increase your lifespan and physique, as well as to craft divine weapons and tools, to summon divine creatures, to use for divination, and more." ”

You can increase your divinity by: "Visit marvelous buildings, natural wonders, and mythical sites; Hunt legendary animals, participate in legendary wars and duels; Build temples, organize rituals, sing epics, and more. ”

Record: "You managed to hunt a legendary creature...... "You defeated a hero......" "You ......"

This is his presence that has accompanied him since he came into this world.

But where is the root of all this?

He vaguely remembers that in his previous life, he participated in a mythological game designed by a friend with an ancient Mediterranean background, and he and a friend were in charge of collecting and searching for information, and then on the night of the official test game, he fell asleep because he was too sleepy, and came here after waking up.

But when he first arrived, it wasn't really now, but nearly two hundred years ago, on the island of Thira, north of Crete.

The so-called "collapse of Atlantis" shown in the text is believed to be the volcanic eruption of Thera Island that he saw, which is considered to be the source of Atlantean legend in later generations.

Perhaps it was the intersection of reality and legend at that moment, or the impact of his crossing, in short, after that volcanic eruption, he gained "divinity".

At that time, he was directly buried by volcanic ash, but his life did not end because of this, but experienced a long sleep under the influence of divinity, and woke up two hundred years later, and entered the world again.

After that, he came to the nearby island of Crete, where he became a "hero" of Crete by virtue of the power of divinity.

Although the Aegean islands pursued powerful "heroes", they were still only mortals, and his different, divine existence brought him a physique and lifespan beyond ordinary people.

However, he also discovered that when he first witnessed the eruption of the volcano, because his body could not hold a lot of divinity at first, a large amount of divinity escaped from his body.

This leads to an unexpected, or perhaps desirable, consequence of the divinity that escapes, which, when combined with the creatures of the world or the myths and legends of history, grows on their own and pushes them to the truth.

This means that the material world that is normal today is very likely to change into a mythical world in the future, and those false gods that mortals believe in today may become real.

Thankfully, he could confirm that no other human was currently divine, and that he was the only mythical human in the world with extraordinary powers, at least so far.

The reason for this affirmation is that these divinities come out of his body, and he is the source of everything.

Judging from the feedback of divinity, only some animals have been infiltrated by divinity and thus become legendary creatures.

Here's the good news and the bad news. The good news is that when he kills these legendary creatures, those divinities will return to his body, including the self-growing parts, which he will also absorb and use to strengthen himself.

The bad news is that he doesn't know where these legendary creatures who have gained divinity are scattered one by one, and can only be found through the news circulating from all over the world, but there are also many false and exaggerated rumors, which greatly increases the difficulty of his search.

In the two years since he came to Crete, even with the octopus he just hunted, he has only managed to capture two legendary creatures, which makes his divine growth very slow.

And with the deepening of the divine power of the world as a whole, perhaps one day there will be a true god.

If he had been a hero before that point, he had no power to resist the gods, and he believed that he must not overestimate the character of the gods, but speculate on them with the greatest malice.

Therefore, he should try to strengthen himself before the arrival of the Age of Mythology, so as not to become the plaything and tool of the gods when the time comes.

Here he has a bold idea.

The appearance of the god is supposed to be derived from mythology, so what if he becomes a part of the myth himself? So can you also become a god through this?

Since you are the source of everything, why can't you do it yourself...... What about the original gods?

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