A great civilization and a magnificent history are mostly built through war.

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Of all the colorful rocks in the Bloodstained Canyon, Aaron was most interested in the dark brown or bright red stone that stood out from the cliffs on either side of the canyon. After being soaked in blood, they seem to be oily and shiny as if they have been coated with a layer of wax. Aaron couldn't help but touch it with his hand and found that its surface was smooth and hard, like porcelain.

But immediately after, a set of data appeared in front of Aaron's eyes, "The enemy's morale continues to suffer, and the combat morale drops to 50 points." ”

The rugged passes are filled with the accumulation of corpses.

From Aaron's point of view, there were corpses scattered everywhere in sight, and the mixed smell of blood and broken internal organs filled the air, burrowing into the nostrils and causing the stomach to constrict involuntarily. Many of the bears who fell to the ground in the pass began to spread from their limbs and convulsions all over their bodies with a muffled snort of pain.

Aaron did not hesitate to see such a scene, and the spear stabbed forward, ending their pain in the jaw of the other man. Although Aaron's bloody spear blade still had a bloody orb of flesh hanging from it, it was still dripping red and white slimy liquid.

The broken body, the broken arm, the open abdomen, if you don't experience it personally, most of the scenes brought about by the war are unimaginable.

A great civilization and a magnificent history are mostly built through war.

From ancient times to the present, there is war on every page of history, and there is always no lack of bloody scenes between the lines of war.

Looking at everything in front of him, Aaron's eyes were sharp and flashing, like the eyes of a lean bird of prey. He didn't know if the long river of Spartan history, which flows from now on, will become red in the future.

At this moment, he can only comprehend, if his hands must be stained with blood, then please ignore the colors brought by the war, in addition to the cruelty and bloodlust, maintain a rhythmic heartbeat, look heroically into the sky, melt his gaze into the blue in the distance, and then shout vigorously, "Sparta! ~~~”

In the horizon, Kratos roared these three words, and his entire body rushed forward, standing on the slope of the corpses.

The exhausted, disorganized bears warriors had no time to parry, and they were smashed by Kratos and the swarming Spartan heavy helmets, wielding swords and slashing slashes.

"The morale of the local battle is 0 points, and the enemy is fleeing."

At this point, those who were lucky enough to escape the remnants of the bear clan warriors were so frightened that they only hated that their legs and feet were not long enough, and they all roared and fled for their lives.

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"Despicable hairy creatures, it's time to pay for your arrogance. Kneel at the feet of the king of Sparta at once, and I will give you a happy death. ”

Under Kratos' cold gaze of contempt.

The eyes that are as vigilant as rats are filled with hatred that they want to vomit but dare not vomit. The leader of the green bear, who had been arrogant on the high platform before, was now dazed, and he didn't seem to understand what Kratos was saying at all. Just rolled his eyes and whispered, "I advise you not to cut off the flag, otherwise...... Strangers, ready to meet the wrath of the Bear King......"

The burly body of the leader of the green bear, which is nearly 3 meters tall, was then knocked down by Kratos's punch, and he wanted to continue to make a sound in his mouth, but he almost lost consciousness, and several teeth fell into his throat, and his mouth was full of blood foam.

It may be that the teeth and blood are stuck in the throat, the leader of the green bear has become difficult to breathe, Kratos's fist is there, he can't sit up, he can only lie down and swallow hard, suddenly coughing, the thick blood in his mouth is spurted out, and the teeth are spit out, just jumping at Aaron's feet and making a few spins.

"Kill him, go through the pass."

The leader of the green bear has no glorious pupils, and is motionless. Aaron didn't see much value in his interrogation, but strode over the Green Bear leader indifferently.

As he spoke, Kratos grabbed a piece of iron from the ground and stabbed it towards the head of the Green Bear Leader, and the sharp end stabbed him in the eye, sinking directly into his head, leaving only a small part outside.

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Passing through the pass where the corpses were piled up, the green grass began to grow under the feet instead of hard red rocks.

In the horizon, next to a raised rock, there was a large green flag with the outline of a man-bear drawn on it.

On both sides of this rock, there are also plants that look like creepers. In some places, trees grow, and their roots grow in the crevices of the rocks, swaying between the canyon faces, like the feathers of a warrior's steel helmet.

A few steps forward lightly, Aaron walked up a gentle slope and stood on a raised rock.

Beneath the rock, on one knee, was a bloodied, panting figure whose face could hardly be distinguished.

Aaron first glanced up at the banner erected in front of him, and kept searching in his mind for a quick way to achieve victory.

Then his eyes were fixed on the figure under the rock, and the meaning outlined at the corners of his mouth was profound. "Kurush, the first Spartan general to prove himself. At this moment, you are not only honored, but also make me feel extremely proud and proud of your appointment. ”

With that, Aaron froze his mind down, his hand swung back slightly, his cloak fluttered in the air with the breeze, and slowly faced Sparta, his eyes full of tiredness finally shining again.

"Spartans, fearless warriors! A qualified general! Chant Kulush's name three times! ”

Staring at the sword raised above his head in Aaron's hand, the Spartan heavy helmet roared the name three times.

A violent roar ran through the world's most abundant power. Kurushh raised his head, his large, clear, empty eyes piercing through the mesmerizing glory. The tribute of the three hundred and sixty Spartan heavy helmets, including Kratos, even if it was only for a short moment, left an indelible impression on his heart.

The stretched eyebrows spread the sweat that was stirred together.

Collide with Aaron's eyes, especially the pair of silver pupils, reflecting not a bright light, but a bright, resolute courage. It makes the dark, lonely, lost, and tired heart bright and surging again. It gave Kurush's tired body a kind of fanatical power, even a kind of rebirth!

"Kurush! ......" was just halfway through his words of encouragement, when Aaron suddenly felt a noise under his feet, and he felt the canyon shake to the left and right, and the stones made a rattling sound, shaking and rolling down from the cliffs on both sides. This earthquake-like feeling makes people feel a little dizzy.

"Earthquake!?"

Kurush stood stiffly, tilting his head slightly, his neck stiff and his eyes straight. He saw a dense mass of bear warriors, swarming like a tide from the center of the low-lying, open canyon. The gray waves drifted, roaring, scattering, condensing, and tumbling under the steep slopes of the beakers and rocks, rolling up layer by layer.

"My king! ……”

The entire Bear tribe rushed to the face, Kurush's teeth clenched, and his gaping pupils filled with nervousness. He looked back, trying to persuade something.

But from Aaron's eyes, at the same moment, an undodgable Limang shot out, passing through his body and smashing his heart, so that he finally didn't say anything.

At an extremely tense moment, when the Spartan sword was quickly raised, the hoarse roar of Aaron, the king of Sparta, echoed in his ears, "Spartans! For our own safety, we put on heavy helmets. For the safety of the team, we held shields. To expand the borders of Sparta, we hold our spears! For Sparta, we will fight here today!! ”

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Under Kurush's gaze, Aaron took a light and swift step, swung his sword, cut the banner of the bear tribe on the side of the rock, and shouted the name of the Spartan warrior like a slow freeze frame on the edge of his cracked lips, "Kratos!! ”。

The severed banner of the bear clan fell to the side, and the name of Spartakuitos, shaking the heavens and the earth, rushed to the sky, fluttering in the air!

Followed by a burly figure, the first to swing forward from Aaron's side!;