To the north of Thermopylae, the Attica Peninsula is located on a plain at the foot of Mount Olympus. There is an endless stream of tents, large and small. As far as the eye can see, it covers the whole land. Countless Persian soldiers, like ants, walked through the barracks.

A palace-like golden tent is guarded in the center. Aktule hurriedly handed over his horsewhip to the slaves who were serving. A cloak covered in dust. Hurried towards the big tent.

The slave who led the horse hurriedly lowered his head, his eyes full of fear. When he saw the tall figure of Aktuelna, which was fading away. Especially when he saw the dozen or so skull heads with crowns on his back. The feeling of fear from the depths of his heart almost made him incontinent. It seems to feel that his soul is sucked by the dark eyes, and it seems that if he looks at it again, he will leave his body and fall into it the next moment.

As a messenger of war personally appointed by the great Xerxes, Aktur quickly covered all of northern Greece after the Persians landed on the Strait of Helles. He carried Xerxes on a mission, demanding land and water from the places he passed through in exchange for peace. No one can refuse him. The kings who once ignored his conditions and pretentiously became extraordinary. Their heads and the crown on top of their heads were strung and hung on his back.

It's a place of luxury. The floor of the tent was covered with a scarlet cashmere blanket. Hundreds of oil lamps over two meters in size, delicately carved and made of gold, illuminate the tent, which is the size of a palace. The burning lamp oil is made from whale fat killed in the deep sea. In the air, without the slightest smoke, in addition to bringing light, there is also a faint fragrance.

It's a tempting place to fall. A plump and beautiful body with different skin tones. In the light, in the shadows, they are intertwined with each other with their limbs. Bursts of chuckles from the pleasure of the flesh, sultry gasps and moans, filled the space.

Aktul humbly lifted the curtain and greedily glanced at the scenery out of the corner of his eye. The tall body knelt on the carpet, crawling through the boundless sea of desire, crawling towards the throne in the center of the great tent.

Xerxes squinted as one of the most powerful servants under his seat crawled towards him. When he saw the more than a dozen hideous skulls on his back, his eyes showed a look of satisfaction.

"The true God who walks the world, the King of kings, the Lord of all worlds, the great Xerxes. Your servant, Aktur, has brought you the vast land of the whole of northern Greece. Aktur kissed the king's instep. Said in a very respectful tone.

"What I need is the whole of Greece! My servant Aktur. ”

"By your will, great Xerxes. I will go to Athens and Sparta at once. Command them to offer you their water and land. Let your radiance and will envelop the skies of Greece all over. ”

"What a pleasing word, then Aktule, enjoy the gift of Xerxes to the fullest. Remember! You only get one chance to live up to your promise. ”

In the next moment, Aktur was already enveloped in the ocean of desire, and he gradually sank into it at the sound of Xerxes's incomparably joyful laughter.

Zhou Qi stopped, and as far as his eyes could see, the scorched black earth and the ruins of the broken walls with embers. This is a village north of Onsenseki. The position was not far from the vanguard of the Persians. Obviously, under the influence of the war. It has been completely erased from the map.

Following the road that was faintly recognizable in the ruins, at the end of the road, he saw the former owner of the place. The corpses of the villagers were like huge leaves, dotted with the entire tree. The ground under the tree was coagulated with a blackened blood scab. No traces of trauma were found on the body. Apparently all of them were strung alive on the branches, slowly dying in torture. Despite experiencing a series of killings, Zhou Qi couldn't help but feel a strong desire to vomit in his heart.

He turned slowly. Look at the way you came. The eyes were filled with coldness and disgust.

"Come out, Yang Siwei! I followed it for so long. I guess you can't wait. Zhou Qi summoned a broadsword and shield. Looking at the empty front, he suddenly said loudly.

As his words fell, Yang Siwei's figure gradually became clear from blur not far in front of him after the air distorted like water waves.

"Humph! The response is not bad!. He put his hands behind his back and looked at Zhou Qi fiercely.

"Is this a compliment to me, Boss Yang!"

"Compliment? Not bad! No one has ever made me Yang Siwei suffer such a big loss, and no one has let the Snake Tooth team suffer such a big loss and die so many brothers! Look at it from this aspect! You really deserve a compliment! ”

"Haha! The snake fangs are not good at fighting, what does it have to do with me. Guarding the cliff was my proposal, but I didn't force you to go, did I? Contrary! It's not me who let your good brothers die. It should be you, Yang Siwei Yang Boss! You are angry with me just to clear yourself of the charge of ineffective command. Isn't it? Zhou Qi looked at him with a sneer, and what he said was heartbreaking.

"Sure enough, he has sharp teeth! The fourth child was killed by you, right? Yang Siwei was exposed by a few words, and while he was annoyed and angry, he looked at Zhou Qi with a fierce light.

"Fang Shiyu once said, how can villains be so mentally retarded! What a classic! You sent two of them to kill me, and I was slaughtered standing up? Replace you Yang Boss will do such a stupid thing? ”

"Hum boy, die!" In a fit of rage, Yang Siwei pulled out his sword and pulled out a sword flower in his hand, the blade of the sword pointed directly at Zhou Qi's heart, and his body was electrified.

Zhou Qi hurriedly raised his shield to protect his chest. The broadsword swung out and slashed at his right hand, which held the sword. Yang Siwei didn't wait for the sword momentum to grow old, and his body slid in the air with incomparably lightness. The long sword in his hand swayed out layers of sword shadows, as if in an instant, dozens of sword-holding arms appeared around him, and a little sword light shrouded Zhou Qi's whole body.

Zhou Qi was frightened, and his body retreated. It was also the first time he had encountered an opponent who was strengthened by martial arts. In particular, it is also a swordsman enhancement that is known for its lethality. Facing the sword light that was as traceless as the horns of an antelope, he couldn't parry it at all.

Although he noticed that something was wrong and retreated at the first time, the seemingly illusory sword shadow was not used to confuse his vision. Sen Han's sword light swept over him, taking away a large area of flesh and blood! Zhou Qi only felt that it was dark in front of him. The indescribable pain almost immediately put him in a coma.

"Don't fall down!" Zhou Qi bit his tongue violently, and the blood in his mouth flowed out of the corners of his mouth. And this time barely kept him awake. He looked down and saw as if he had just been subjected to Lingchi. Dozens of bloody wounds were all over the body. The ribs were covered with bones full of minced flesh. I could faintly see my internal organs beating in it.

"Zhou Qi! You just wait for Lao Tzu to slowly rip off the flesh on your body with a sword. Yang Si maintained the long sword that was still dripping blood, and looked at the miserable Zhou Qi in front of him with a sneer. His eyes were full of pleasure after the rage.

At this moment, Zhou Qi completely ignored the fatal injuries. Suddenly, he turned sharply, grabbed the broadsword with both hands and slashed behind the empty body. The blade sent a splash of blood. A head with a face full of surprise suddenly flew high into the air. The sudden surprise attack made him a successful blow!

"Jianchun!" Yang Siwei shouted. His eyes were full of hatred, and he looked at Zhou Qi incredulously.

"Yang Siwei, you just used a skill." Zhou Qi turned around, covered in blood. looked at Yang Siwei coldly.

"How do you know!" Yang Siwei's fingers holding the sword turned pale, and there was a panic in his heart. This undoubtedly admits that Zhou Qi's words are correct.

"Guess?" While releasing himself with the Holy Word, he walked towards Yang Siwei.

As soon as he entered the village, Zhou Qi found traces of Yang Siwei and the others. Judging by the fact that they track themselves by stealth. There's a good chance that they don't know they have insight that can detect invisibility. It is very likely that he didn't even know that the dead fourth child had such a scroll on him.

He casually called for Yang Siwei's whereabouts, but did not puncture the existence of the other two. made Yang Siwei mistakenly think that he found him out of vigilance. At that time, Zhou Qi had already noticed the assassin who was hiding behind the tree and was called Jianchun. His insight skills allow him to clearly grasp every step of the enemy that is sneaking up on his own as he stealthily approaches.

Just as Yang Siwei stabbed him with his amazing swordsmanship, the assassin sneaked behind him, ready to attack. From this point of view, if he really has the absolute strength to kill himself head-on, why should Yang Siwei do anything more. The answer is actually quite simple. This kind of attack, just like Xia Ruobing's Earth Splitting Slash and Sword Blade Storm, is a skill that cannot be used continuously.

"What if you see through it! You're going to die! Yang Siwei gently shook off the blood stains on the sword in his hand. His eyes were full of resentment and looked at Zhou Qi.

A grim smile appeared on Zhou Qi's blood-covered face. With an indomitable resoluteness, the broadsword in his hand slashed vigorously at the enemy who was like a stab in his throat.

"Damn it!" I didn't expect Zhou Qi to see through his plan to delay the cooldown time of his skills so quickly. Yang Siwei scolded secretly. But do you really think you're going to have to wait for your hands to die? The last person who thought so, whether in the real world or in the nightmare space, has long since turned into a cold corpse.

As long as Zhou Bin comes from behind, in the case of two to one, he still has a high chance of winning. Presumably, he should have received the news of Jianchun's murder at this time.