"Sparta! Sparta! Sparta! ”

The sound of the majestic cry resounded through the heavens and the earth, and even the thunderclouds in the sky could not hide it.

The golden-red light visible to the naked eye flowed out of the bodies of the three hundred warriors, closely connected through the shield array that covered the sky.

Although he didn't know what the specific principle was, Perseus had a feeling that this light could increase the defense of three hundred warriors, and maybe it could really block the thunder of divine punishment.

This is not a strange thing.

Although the Spartans, who inherited the character and blood of Hercules, admired muscle and strength, and would not study the "evil way" of magic, this does not mean that they did not have a way to fight magic.

You must know that the Persian army of 100,000 cannot lack magical power, and Xerxes, the king of Persia, known as the "King of Kings" and "God of Gods", obviously also has a very high divinity, and there must be priests and officials around him.

If there were no means to fight magic, how could three hundred Spartan warriors hold the hot spring pass for three days and three nights? Even if you add the warriors, servant army, and slave army supported by other city-states, it is impossible.

"I see, the faith formed by the convergence of extremely firm beliefs can even be blocked by divine might, what a terrible Spartan."

Steno's voice rang in his ears, from left to right, making it difficult to pinpoint his exact position.

"What are you going to do? Are you an ancestor of the Spartans? ”

"I don't need you to worry about it, I still care about yourself, friendly reminder, cover your ears, don't blame me for being dizzy." As he spoke, Perseus himself took the first step and ordered the water elf to seal his ear canal.

"You mean—"

Without giving Steno a chance to speak, Perseus unleashed a pre-prepared amplification technique and shouted loudly.

"Elizabeth, start singing! Whatever you sing, the more exciting the better! ”

"Leave it to me! Little piglets, listen up~"

Elizabeth was suddenly in high spirits, and the iron gun microphone mode was turned on.

"Don't ask who is the old minister and who is the elder, talk and laugh, and learn one! Anyway, if you fall, you lose anyway, it's better for me to rap with you! ”

Even without accompaniment, Elizabeth's singing still has a terrifying magic.

Even with his ears plugged, Perseus couldn't help but feel dizzy, and the tamamo cat on the other side once again buried its head in the sand to pretend to be an ostrich, and the destructive power of the sound can be imagined.

The three hundred Spartan warriors were caught off guard by this brain-piercing demonic sound, and the originally indestructible shield suddenly began to shake, and the light of faith on the shield became more and more dim.

Leonidas, who was the core of the shield array, was unable to reverse the situation several times.

And that's exactly what Perseus wanted.

He made a special move first, forcing the enemy to fight with all his might. Such a confrontation requires undivided attention and no distraction. At such a critical moment, Elizabeth is the one who has such two voices......

You know, Leonidas himself couldn't stop Elizabeth's singing, and had to harm himself to be quiet, how much better could the others be? And, since Leonidas lost his sense of hearing, the reaction was inevitably slowed down, and by the time he gave the order to everyone to self-harm, it was already too late.

The divine punishment thunderclouds in the sky are ready to gather momentum, and the thunder is full of thunder, and it hits straight down!

Everything was counted by Perseus.

The time to prepare for the magic, the time when the song takes effect, Leonidas's reaction...... The experience gained from previous battles has been used in this calculation, and all of them have been transformed into the power of victory!

One hit, just one hit!

The phantom of Yanmen was scattered, and most of the three hundred warriors were lost.

And the rest of Perseus, who could not resist the descending of a tiger like a tiger, were all killed by the snake hunting scythe - no matter how strong the Spartan warriors were to fight back, it was meaningless, because the dead could not fight back!

In the end, only Leonidas, who had lost his hearing, survived Perseus's attack!

"You lost, Leonidas! This is not your Sparta, surrender. ”

Perseus quickly carved a row of Greek words into the air.

"The Spartans will only die in battle, and will not surrender!" Leonidas calmly replied, not as a cry of morale and strength, but simply as a declaration of will, a will to see death as home.

"That's right."

Perseus sighed.

He knew that would be the outcome, but he did it anyway, to get information. In any case, he was one of the kings of the United Empire, and he certainly knew more than those soldiers.

"Then all I can say is I'm sorry."

Perseus didn't write this sentence, but Leonidas still understood it.

"There is no need to apologize, this is the fate of the warrior! I am Leonidas, King of Sparta! Come, Persian ancestors! ”

Leonidas raised his shield and spear, even if he knew that he was invincible, he would not give up, and would fight until the last moment.

"You are an excellent fighter! In the name of Perseus, I salute you! ”

Perseus raised the snake-hunting scythe, the only way he could show respect!

The outcome of the battle was predestined before it began, if nothing happened to the rest of the battle.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A voice came from afar, like a sledgehammer in everyone's heart.

Even Leonida, who had a broken eardrum, and Perseus, who sealed his ear canal, were no exception. Because this sound vibrated not only the atmosphere, but also the earth, through the change of touch, the two people facing each other felt abnormal.

Suddenly, Elizabeth stopped singing.

"What's going on?"

Perseus also lifted the blockade of the ear canal and rose into the sky.

A mountain-like black beast was advancing toward the battlefield at an alarming speed, making the earth tremble with every step.

"That's—elephants?"

"It's an elephant, and it's a war elephant!" Steno's voice reappeared, "You won't be unclear about what it represents. ”

"Hmm......"

Perseus's expression suddenly became ugly.

There are not many countries that use war elephants to arm their armies, and there is only one one that can make Steno ask this, his genuine descendant - Persia.

"I'm so white, why are the descendants so black? And that height, almost three meters five, he must have picked up the child. ”

Perseus was talking about the knight on the back of a war elephant, a giant about 350 centimeters tall, with a bare body, obsidian black skin, and two battle axes with gold trim on a black background.

It's no wonder Perseus has such feelings, but—

"Is now the time to say something like that? Don't run yet! ”

Steno said, unhiding, and appeared directly on Perseus's shoulder.

"Why run?" Elizabeth was puzzled, "Isn't he a descendant of Perseus?" ”

"That's true, but he's also an enemy, a member of the United Empire!"

“！！！”

PS: I'm sorry.,The timing of the release is set in reverse.,Make up the thirty-three chapters first.,See if you can fix it in a few days.。