"The Spartans fought side by side, and the Spartans guarded the king!"

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When the word Sparta broke through the sky, behind Aaron, a huge, glittering crystal symbol quickly scorched a large circle of snow at the fountain square and the entrance to the dense forest.

Feeling the call of battle from the Spartan king, the body of the first Spartan warrior changed from virtual to real, gradually solidified, and descended on this square. In his battle perspective, there were layers of dense spear blades, advancing in one direction, and beneath the blades that shone with dense metallic cold light...... It was a figure that felt familiar to him.

"The King of Sparta is fighting alone!!"

This reality, reflected in the eyes, almost burned the visual nerves of the Spartan heavy-helmeted warriors. Two eyes that were about to burst through their sockets appeared on a face distorted by anger.

When the second and third Spartan heavy helmets responded to the call, appeared one after another, witnessing the scene in front of them, in their heads, there was a general 'buzz', and a huge roar was heard.

The powerful anger instantly turned into a raging fire, rising in the chest until it burned.

Every Spartan warrior asked himself, "When did the Spartans leave the Spartan king alone??? ”

Under the heavy helmet, the bronzed faces turned purple and blue, and then the muscles on the face twitched strongly, the green tendons on the temples burst out, and the haze turned into a black cloud, covering the entire face of every Spartan warrior.

"Sparta~~~" roared in anger, rolling like heavy thunder, shaking the entire winter sky.

Compared to the anger of the Spartan heavy helmet, General Kurush, his tough and swift infantry combat skills, showed more directly.

The first one broke out of the scorched snow marks, his legs accelerated the changing pace, holding the fighting style of the two swords, the left sword slashed, the right sword stabbed, rushed through the two layers of defense, came to the sixth 'enemy', a tiger jumped, turned and slashed, half of the head drew a beautiful arc in the air, and landed impartially in the fountain in the distance. I saw the fountain with half of the skull on top of it, turning blood-colored. Kurushh stood up and shouted in a particularly loud voice: "Spartans~~~ kill them!" Defend my king! ”

The angry Spartan heavily-helmeted warriors, like a flood flood filling a river trough, suddenly burst open the embankment, roared, raised their round shields and spears, and poured inexorably into the dense brigade of guards.

"Guard the King!"

When this belief manifests itself by way of fighting.

Anger and hatred devour Kratos' beating heart like a monster. He roared, and the spear came out of his hand, piercing the chests of three 'enemies' in succession. The sword came out of his hand and smashed the face of a spear guard in the distance. Kratos flicked his arms and used the double-chained knife he was carrying cross-body behind him for the first time.

"The Spartans fought side by side, and the Spartans guarded the king!"

A wave of anger rushed up from his ribs, Kratos's voice gradually roared from low to high, his face turned red, then blue, and his neck swelled as if it was about to explode, as if no amount of blood could extinguish his fierce anger.

"Spartans, kill every lowly ugly who offends the king."

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At this moment、Blood is cheap。 This will be the first time that the 'Void Spartan Order' has shown its strong power to another continent. In close-quarters scuffles, the spear turned into a throwing weapon. Each Spartan helmet swung his sword hard, and the blood of the enemy gushed out, bright red, warm and wet blood, splattered all over the red robes.

- The helmets, breastplates, and shields were all splattered with warm blood...... However, the smoothness of the temple's equipment slowly condensed the blood into blood beads, causing it to slide continuously.

Hundreds of spear guards were slaughtered like sheep by thirty-six Templar soldiers. The old man, with his yellowed eyes and cloudy eyes, was like a crow in a cage, anxiously writhing to his bones. As he eagerly recited the summoning incantation, "O silent earth, O besimos, the brave earth temple, the enemy assembly, the resolute king of the temple!" Please listen to my summons, follow the sacred contract, and respond to the call of the enemy summoner, please send, please 、......"

There was a soft sound of "poof", and the old voice paused at this moment.

didn't have time to see what kind of face was under the indifferent helmet, and the sharp blade in the hand of the Spartan heavy helmet had already submerged into his body.

He let out an unconscious cry, his eyes widening incredulously, and then quickly fell backwards.

Those who despise the Spartan Order, or have contempt for the Temple of Nothingness, will realize at this moment what the three words Sparta represent and what kind of existence the Spartan warrior is.

In front of Aaron's eyes, the red cloak of the Spartan heavy-helmeted warrior flashed. At the moment when the blood was flying, the severed limbs were covered with the desperate pupils of this group of guards, and their combat morale fell from 300 points to 100 points.

Gritting his teeth and enduring the pain, a red cut on the outer edge of his thigh was not enough to break Aaron's endurance. His sparkling eyes swam slowly, watching the screaming non-combatants flee the plaza quickly. In the distance, the grandiose and integrated buildings, the corridors, window sills, and steps are densely packed with human heads.

"It seems to be an academy or something......" As Aaron's gaze wandered, he secretly remembered the words 'Red Academy' in his heart, and secretly glad that it was a suitable location. For the Spartan Holy Order, it provided a far-reaching place of battle. Aaron believed that after today, a large number of Void Summoners would emerge in the Northern Continent.

Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and Claudia couldn't move as if she were nailed to the ground.

She found that Aaron's eyes were looking at her, and she opened her mouth to speak, but because her mouthpiece was so dry that she couldn't make a sound, her heart beat like it was in her chest.

Half of it was shock, half of it was surprise. Because from today onwards, the Void Summoner will no longer be a chicken profession. In the past, she could only be at the alchemist's table, and she controlled the puppet to help her experiment, and she was about to become a respected mentor-level summoner.

(Summoner Levels: Trainee Summoner, Junior Summoner, Intermediate Summoner, Senior Summoner, Grand Summoner, Holy Summoner.) ）

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(The tubes feel like they're on fire, so let's give them support.) Vote for Sparta! This thing is there every day, don't vote for nothing! ）