It is well known that the weight of elephants does not allow them to gallop like horses, but this does not mean that elephants are slow to move, and the size of the creatures on 6 gives them a natural advantage.

Not to mention, the pitch-black war elephant carrying the king of Persia was more than five meters tall and more than ten meters long, and from a distance, it looked like a black hill, rushing towards it with the sound of a landslide and a crack.

Perseus appeared as a caster this time, and did not carry a treasure, and the legendary Pegasus Becas did not dare to confront the war elephant head-on, and he could not take the king of Sparta, who was known for his tenacity, in a short time.

He could only sigh regretfully, abandoning the prey in front of him, holding up Steno with his left arm, grabbing the tamamo cat with his right hand, and flying magic to take him into the air, while not forgetting to remind Elizabeth.

"Fly up and walk from the sky."

"Uh-oh." Elizabeth did not dare to delay, spread her dragon wings, and soared into the sky.

Just a few seconds later, the terrifying combination of the war elephant and the king of Persia rushed to the battlefield of Leonidas, and with a deafening roar, he carried the king of Sparta on the back of the elephant, completely ignoring the latter's protests.

No matter how Leonidas roared, shouted, roared:

"The Spartans did not need the help of the Persians."

"Get out of here, Persians."

"Your ancestors are there!"

The king of Persia, covered in darkness, responded with a roar of "oh-oh-ahhhh

After a few roars, the king of Persia raised his head to look at Perseus floating in the air, and stretched his hands forward, each holding a black gold battle axe more than two meters long.

For ordinary warriors, this is already a long weapon, but in the hands of this giant who is more than three meters tall, this can only be regarded as a short weapon.

"Quack, oh, oh......"

It's still a roar, but this time Perseus understands that it's a war cry, a provocation!

The Persian ancestor in the sky tilted his head: "Hey, how can I say that I am also your ancestor, can I give some face?" ”

"Quack, oh......" One of the black-gold battle axes came out of his hand and swirled and slashed at the four of them.

Perseus had the intention of testing the strength of this descendant, and he did not dodge or dodge.

With a flip of his right hand, he threw Tamamo to Elizabeth and waved the "Snake Hunting Scythe" with one hand to block.

As a result, the throwing axe bounced off, his own sickle blade was also knocked off, and his entire right arm was also shocked to the point of numbness, loss of consciousness, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"That's a lot of strength."

"Of course, he's a Berserker, and you're not asking for trouble when you're competing with him." Steno on his shoulder mocked conventionally.

Perseus was used to this, and didn't care: "I see, I feel strange, no matter how I say that I am also his ancestor, it is impossible not to give any face, and if my brain is not good, there is no way - this comparison, the jade moo cat is much better." I can communicate, and the image is better than the black charcoal below. ”

"Oh." Hearing Perseus call her, the tamamo cat, who was held by Elizabeth, spoke out to show its presence, "Black charcoal, black charcoal, charcoal-grilled elephant?" Delicious, Wang~"

"Charcoal-grilled elephants? Nice proposal, Berserker's words shouldn't have the right magic, hehe. ”

Perseus smiled evilly and nodded, scythe switching half of his wand, pointing it at the sky.

"With the divinity of my bloodline, I call upon the mighty power of the god Zeus!"

The gods chanted, hooked up the true ether, and then the thunderclouds reappeared, brewing a terrifying divine punishment.

"The two juniors below listen to me, don't blame the ancestors for not reminding you, if you don't want to die, run away or surrender immediately!"

"The Spartans can die in battle, and will never give in to the hateful Persians!" The king of Sparta was still proud.

The king of Persia was even more simply, and after a signature roar of "Gaoh", a magic force that was more terrifying, larger, and more shocking than divine punishment swept out.

This magic power gathered beneath the earth, staining the entire battlefield with a turquoise and white flame, far away from the divine punishment above the Nine Heavens!

Then, the magic of the vast and terrifying power turned into reality.

The ground covered in ghostly fire suddenly moved, and one hand broke through the clod of earth and stretched out.

The color of the arms is the same as that of the king of Persia, and it is entwined with ghostly fire, which is extremely terrifying.

The arms stretched higher and higher, the elbows, the shoulders, and finally the whole person crawled out of the ground.

It is said that it is human, but in fact it is like a zombie that has come back from the dead.

And this is just the beginning, after the first arm sticks out of the ground, more and more arms spring up from the ground, followed by a zombie with a pitch black body.

These zombies have the same style and equipment as the King of Persia, but they are smaller and about the same size as ordinary people.

However, the number is extremely amazing, tens of thousands, which can be called all over the mountains!

There is no doubt that this is the army that followed the king during his lifetime. Even after death, he still follows the king's side, echoes the king's call, reappears, and fights for the king!

"Quack! Quack! Quack! The king looked up to the sky and roared.

The surrounding soldiers also raised their guns and shields at the same time, ramming each other as a sign of echo.

The majesty is like a tsunami of mountains, more terrifying than the thunder brewing to the limit above the nine heavens.

If Perseus symbolizes the gods, then the king of Persia is undoubtedly a representative man.

The dispute between the two is not only a dispute between servants, but also a dispute between people and gods.

"Divine punishment comes, and divine power is like hell!"

The thunder of Zeus followed the wand and poured down, striking the king of Persia and the vast army he had summoned below.

At the same time, the black soldiers gathered into a torrent and rose to the thunder, using their bodies as a barrier to guard their king.

The divine thunder is ruthless, wreaking havoc in the human wall, destroying, and instantly blowing up the soldiers who dare to offend the power of heaven into powder.

However, this black army did not receive any impact, and still went forward one after another, regardless of their lives.

One, two, three, four.

Ten, Nobles, thousands, and more.

As long as the thunder does not stop, the torrent of black will not stop.

Finally, the thunderclouds in the sky ran out of energy and slowly dispersed, and there were still thousands of soldiers on the ground, silently lined up beside the king, waiting for the king's call.

"Quack! Quack! Quack! The king of Persia roared again.

"Bell! Clang! Clang! The soldiers continued to ram their weapons in response.

But this time it was not only a morale boost, but also a clarion call, an order, and a ritual.

The magic swept and the ghost fire spread.

At the height of the magic power and the strongest of the ghost fire, the shattered black torrent re-converged, condensed the body of a black soldier again, and returned to the battlefield.

It didn't take long for this army of 10,000 people to return to its full glory.

Perseus, who saw this scene, finally knew the true name of the treasure of the army of ten thousand, as well as the real name of the king of Persia who appeared as Berserker.

"'Athanatoi Ten Thousand', you are Darius III!"