Break their neck bones, or crush their Adam's apple.

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Majestic Spartan soldiers, unique Greek-style low buildings, dense and shady trees.

There are no more impurities, everything seems quiet, lively, elegant, and pure.

Only the fleets of slaves and supplies that passed by could break the silence of the region.

The sky is a large area of blue, and the ground is a pure white building. In the pillar-like porch, a string of tiny right-angled toothed fabric decorations is specially hung today.

Seeing the Spartan warriors bring back nearly 10,000 slaves, the Spartan elder stretched out his arms to both sides, and a pair of cloudy eyes were instantly filled with warm brilliance.

"Spartans! Cheers to the resolute warriors! Dance to gain the favor of the god of war! Exalt for the prosperity of Sparta! ――”

The Spartan maiden greeted the triumphant warrior with a passionate dance. Under the surprised gaze of Uria the architect, the freedmen pointed at the slaves who had entered Sparta. The busy figure of the Helot stuffed the warehouse with all kinds of loot and daily necessities.

The citizens of Sparta, who welcomed the more than 300 warriors, personally brought woven flower crowns to more than 300 warriors.

In the horizon, even the slaves were singing and dancing, even the flowers were wrapped in patterns, and the lively cheers quickly swept the whole world.

Witnessing the lively cheering scene in Sparta, even the sculpture of Ares, the god of war, seemed to have a pulse and breath, and stood there silently with a thousand-year-old laughter, as if watching the hard-won prosperity with interest.

……

Against the backdrop of the cheers of the Spartan populace, Nosica, the high-ranking priest, had been standing on the porch for a long time, her stiff legs began to tingle.

A pair of dark blue eyes, although embedded in a reserved face, were uneasy, and they were completely incommensurate with her plain white appearance.

Seeing the figure lying on the shield, Nosica took two steps to the left and stopped right in front of Kratos.

Kratos ...... Where is he, my king? ”

A glance at the bloodied face of Shijiu lying on the stretcher made Nosica worried, her heart beating suddenly in her bulging chest, and the palm of a hand holding a wooden staff was full of hot and wet sweat. There was no doubt that Aaron was not seen, and at this moment, an indescribable feeling was raging in her heart.

"On the way back, the king took three scouts and went to the south of the plain to explore." Kratos replied with a blank face. His eyes were as cold as two unfathomable pools of water, and the stones were thrown into them, and they couldn't even ripple.

Kratos doesn't call Nosica a servant, but Nosica doesn't care.

Listening to Kratos' unsmiling response, all she could think of was, "The King of Sparta has only a few scouts with him. ”

This kind of thought made the nervous heart begin to beat faster and faster, and this strong uneasiness made her dare not follow the perception and continue to speculate.

Under the watchful eyes of many people, Nosica stared at Kratos, a pair of bright blue eyes, full of holiness, emotion and the solemnity of fire.

"Kratos, the midday light makes the god of war feel faintly uneasy. The king is in danger,...... I command you, in the name of the god of war, to repel the offenders and welcome back the king of Sparta. ”

The warning from the high-ranking servant Nosica made Kratos frown. Although this is only a perception, it is undeniable that the king's safety is pulling his beating heart like a galloping horse.

"Spartans, defend the king!"

A pair of sharp eyes circled around Nosica's body. Kratos raised his heavy spear and summoned the Spartan warriors who had just removed their shields.

Nosica is just a divine servant, and Kratos is not obligated to obey a divine servant.

But the other party's gaze was very deep, and there was a warm light in it, which made Kratos realize that this perception of the divine servant was unpredictable.

"I'll go—"

A hundred Spartan warriors answered the call and quickly assembled and prepared for action. Three or five scouts were about to get back on their horses, but they were quickly overtaken by a swift figure.

Staring at William's back, Kratos's fiery eyes seemed to burn their sockets. Without looking back, he yelled, "Spartans, go!" ”

Nosica didn't know when William had left the infirmary, but from his hands from the scout, he quickly snatched the horses. Judging from William's coherent movements and the back of the dead man, this person's injuries should be fine.

"A shrewd and brave foreigner, plus Kratos and a hundred of his warriors, hoping to protect the king's safe return......"

Looking at the dust behind the Spartan warrior, Nosica comforted himself in his heart. But with the inexplicable perception, it seemed to be becoming stronger, and she stood there dumbfounded, her heart full of uneasiness as before.

…………

Just as Nosica stood on the steps of the temple and prayed silently for him.

Sixty miles away from Sparta, drowning in a nameless river, Aaron clearly felt that his nasal cavity was burrowed into the river, his stomach was already full, and his lungs were almost suffocated.

His soul is also almost cut off from reality. In the past less than two hours, this wild wilderness has performed a classic wilderness escape.

When the calm river surface gushed out countless blisters, Aaron's entire head slowly rose to the surface, and his face was covered with many unknown green algae.

"Who would have imagined that in the south of the plains of Sparta, there would be such a murderous and dangerous race alive."

Aaron's bitterness cannot be conveyed in words. "Perhaps, this is a warning and a profound lesson."

The fast horse explored the southern part of the plains, but it was nothing more than a whim.

And with horses to travel, Aaron didn't expect to be attacked.

But the facts told him that in this wild continent, even if he walked a few hundred meters forward, there were always some unknown dangers hidden in the swaying wild grass.

Dealing with two wolves alone, Aaron broke the neck bone of one and crushed the Adam's apple of the other without losing his weapon.

The power of the 2-star effect of the King of Sparta was very thrilling and saved his life.

Thinking back to the two hateful faces in my mind, a group of savage humanoids, except for a head that resembles a wolf's head and body hair, they are not as tall as ordinary people, but they can run on all fours, and the explosive speed can surpass that of horses.

The wolves brutally tore apart the three Spartan scouts, and Aaron tugged at the corners of his lips to make a note of the hatred.

Stepping on the dense moss, Aaron slipped under his feet several times, fell into the water with a 'plop', and ate a mouthful of mud.

Within two seconds, he would lose all his strength and could only lie on the ground convulsively, resting and waiting.

The body that was about to collapse seemed to be unable to continue to support it.

But what bothered him even more was that he was rounded up by a group of wolves, because in his ears, there were always wolves passing wolf howls to each other~~~~