Hammer of Doom? Spartak swallowed dryly.

I don't understand most of them, but I always feel like they're amazing......

Looking at the audience with a Spartan face, Nie Yun, who had once again performed the Great Flicker Technique, said in a seductive tone, "Then, make a choice...... Will it explode in silence, or will it perish in silence?

If you are ready to give everything to gain the power to change your fate, come forward and hold it, and the moment you hold it, you will sign a supreme pact with me!

Your life, and even your soul, is the price of your strength......"

Spartak looked at the "Hammer of Destruction" in front of him, and a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes, but in the end, what came to mind was the pretty face that resolutely followed him to the battlefield.

The struggling eyes gradually became firm!

It's okay, I've already ...... anyway There is nothing left to lose!

Spartak stepped forward and stretched out his arm to grasp the hammer in front of him......

"Huh?!" Spartak snorted.

It was not as heavy as imagined, and the "Hammer of Destruction" was unexpectedly light, and Spartak easily lifted it up without much effort, and even stumbled with some too much force due to a mistake in judgment.

But the difference between the head and the weight is inevitably too big, right?

If Spartak hadn't tried the hard metal touch in his hand, he would have thought it was an "inflatable hammer".

In fact, due to the limited number of mechanical insects smuggled over, it was naturally impossible for Nie Yun to really make a flickering hammer of several hundred catties in such a short time, so cutting corners was inevitable, and it was not much worse to say that it was an "inflatable hammer......

Seeing the stunned expression in Spartak's eyes, Nie Yun had to cough lightly. "Ahem! This hammer weighs 13,500 pounds, and only people who are destined to get it can be like an arm! Donor, it seems that you have a great deal to do with this hammer! ”

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This...... So powerful?

Before Spartak could react from his stunned shock, he felt a sharp pain in his palm.

The next moment, the "Hammer of Destruction" in his hand disintegrated instantly, and then quickly burrowed into his palm like a silver whirlwind.

"Ahh Spartak couldn't help but let out a scream, holding his right hand and looking at the scene as if possessed by venom with a frightened expression.

However, the pain came and went quickly, but after a moment, everything returned to normal.

"Huh~huh~" Spartak gasped and looked at his empty right hand in disbelief.

Drill...... Got in?!

He scrutinized his right arm and saw that it was as normal except for a tattoo on the back of his hand that resembled a giant hammer, as if the "Hammer of Destruction" had never appeared......

"My lord! Are you alright? At this moment, a slightly anxious voice suddenly came from the door.

Spartak turned his head to see that it was his subordinates who had hurried over, and it seemed that his screams had just alarmed the people outside.

Wait a minute!

As if remembering something, he looked up at his mecha, only to see that the pair of red glows like the eyes of the demon god had already dimmed at some point, and the bronze mecha that had lost its arms was still standing quietly in the hangar, as if everything just now was an illusion.

"Wait! You haven't told me how to rescue Sula? Ignoring the surprised gazes of the people around him, Spartak yelled anxiously around.

"The power has been given to you, how to do it, do you still use me to teach it......" The joking voice gradually faded away.

For some reason, Spartak faintly heard a hint of encouragement in this tone......

Don't be cowardly, just do it!

Be...... What does that mean?

"Big ...... My lord! Are you alright? Seeing Spartak yelling at the air around him for some reason, the servant officer became even more worried.

Is it because the stimulation is too great?

Looking at the crowd who didn't seem to hear Fang Cai's voice at all, Spartak showed a hint of strangeness in his eyes.

He lowered his head and gently stroked the tattoo on the back of his hand that was still faintly hot, clenched his fist, felt the changes in his body, and his eyes gradually lit up!

"Let's go!" Spartak ignored the surprise of the crowd and left a word and walked to the door.

"Huh? Where are you going, sir? ”

……

Soon after......

"Hahaha! Spartacus, I didn't expect you to dare to come over, why, didn't you wake you up just now? A one-eyed Ryan man with a large shoulder, a round waist and a black patch on his right eye, clasped his hands to his chest, and looked at Spartak mockingly.

Obviously, the injuries on Spartak's body before were caused by him.

Looking at the style of the combat uniform on his body, he is the same bronze-level warrior as Spartak, but the pattern on his chest is more complicated than Spartak's.

"Morsey, what about the Sulla?" Spartacus said with a grim face.

At this time, the two groups of Lanes were divided into two distinct camps and confronted each other, led by Spartak and Namorsey.

"You're really persistent, it seems that you really have a deep affection for your little lover! However, you seem to have forgotten that you are only a junior bronze warrior, and as a senior bronze warrior, I have the right to call on your subordinates at will.

This is the power given to me by the God of War Code, how? Do you want to challenge the authority of the Codex? Morsisen said.

Spartak gritted his teeth and stared at Morsey.

The Code of the God of War is a rule of rule specially formulated by the Woolf civilization for the subordinate vassal civilization warriors, and its main core is "the law of the jungle"!

The strong have the power to dominate the weak, and the senior warriors have the power to dominate the lower warriors.

The Woolf civilization needs to train warriors with the strongest combat power, so the basic rules they set for their subordinate civilizations are ...... Combat power determines status!

"Hahaha!" Seeing Spartak's fire-breathing eyes, Morsey laughed heartily.

He suddenly lifted his blindfold, pointed to a slender scar that ran through the entire eyeball, and said viciously: "This is the gift you left me in the trial battle five years ago, and my brother also died at your hands!"

I swore at the time that I would let you taste the loss too! ”

Spartak looked at the scar on Morsey's eye, and his eyes became extremely complicated.

In the battle of trials, although they are both from the Lane clan, but on the battlefield, either you die or I die, he does not regret what he did at that time, but there will still be a trace of helplessness and guilt in his heart.

"I'm sorry about this, but Sulla is innocent......"

"Innocent? Hehe! As long as you live in this world, no one will be innocent!

The weak eat the strong, and the weak urine is the original sin!

But don't worry, I'll take good care of your little lover for you, but the world is unpredictable, maybe one day, I'll send her body back to you, hahaha......" Morsey laughed insolently.

Spartacus's eyes were split when he heard this.

Here, although high-level fighters can't kill low-level fighters wantonly, ordinary servants have no human rights, and even if they kill one or two, they will definitely not be held accountable.

The servants behind Spartak were all indignant and immediately wanted to step forward to fight each other.

"What? Are you going to take someone to commit the following crimes? You should know what the consequences are! Morsey smirked.

His words made the servants behind Spartak stagnate.

If they want to violate the God of War Code, not only them, but even their village will be punished by joint punishment.

"My lord, he is deliberately provoking us, don't be impulsive!" A servant behind Spartak hurriedly said.

Spartak turned a deaf ear, and he raised his hand, "Stand down!" ”

Then he looked at the other side with a resolute face, "Morsey, I want to fight you to the death with the god of war!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience suddenly fell silent.

Everyone looked at Spartak in disbelief.

God of War is a death match, the duel does not matter whether the two sides live or die, the winner gets everything from the loser, including status and power.

"Huh? Haha, hahaha......" As if he had heard something funny, Morsey was stunned for a moment and then burst into a wild laugh.

Then the laughter suddenly stopped,

"Do you want to die? Good! Lao Tzu fulfills you! ”