(About the chapter name of the previous chapter, there are two letters missing, the full name is This is Sparta I didn't pay attention to it when I sent it, and it will be changed when it's over)

The water greatly restricts the activity space of the dust seal, but the dust seal surface does not change color, and the shield form is instantly opened.

Silks of black-red flesh and blood spurted out of Feng Chen's body in an instant, intertwining in front of Feng Chen, forming a shield made of flesh and blood.

"Ding!" There was a sharp crash, a spark instantly dimmed, the sharp blade in Mages's hand seemed to hit the steel first and then into the rubber, a strong force passed along the weapon to his hand, the blade was bounced away, with that spark, he saw something that he would never forget in his life.

It is indescribable, the huge tubular veins are all over the tall objects in front of you, and the blood-red liquid flows in the tubular veins, and the shield formed by the black light virus is extremely hideous and dangerous, and at the corners of the huge shield, four thick and sharp blades bend up, outlining a cold light, and the entire shield is like guarding a gate to hell, solemn and full of evil.

"Shield form: perfect defense, in this state, your human body energy will be exerted to the extreme, forming a shield made of flesh and blood, and the defense of mental attack is ineffective, the current host's body damage is 20%, critical point: 40 seconds."

Feng Chen felt that the energy in his body was hollowed out for a moment, his face was pale, and he immediately lifted the shield form, he wanted to try how much defense the shield form had, but he didn't expect to almost hollow out his body.

"It seems that this form on the battlefield cannot be used until it is a matter of life and death, and once it is used, it must be evacuated to a safe place." Feng Chen's hands and feet were a little weak, "I don't know what the maximum degree of defense of the shield form is, bullets?" rpg？ ”

In the game, Brother A's shield defense is amazing, but his black light virus is in perfect form, and it is not at the same level as his primary black light virus.

"You! You! You! Madjes looked at the dark shadow in front of him in horror and kept swimming backwards.

Feng Chen looked at Mages in the dark, it's good that this guy is alive, it's a pity to die, but these people who fell are all dead, but this thing is alive, is this the racial talent of black people?

Comes with rap and full of athletic talent?

Get down to business first, the reason why I came here late at night is for only one purpose, and that is intelligence.

On the march, the indispensable thing is intelligence, which side has good intelligence, then the balance of victory will be tilted, maybe Leodanius had his own source of intelligence to kill the Persians without scruples, but he didn't, and he also wanted to know some news about the Holy Lady Heratia and Artemisia.

Undoubtedly, the Persian envoy in front of him was a walking piece of information in Feng Chen's eyes, referred to as a humanoid self-propelled newspaper.

Feng Chen, who could immediately learn the news of Xiao Xia and them, was in a much better mood all of a sudden, after all, he was a little out of breath from the main quest this time.

"You are! You are! That impudent Spartan today! Could it be that the Spartans were afraid of a dead man?! Mages's eyes widened and he recognized Feng Chen's glimmer of moonlight and vague outline, he knew that he would definitely die if he fell into the deep well, and his heart was already desperate, but what he had just seen hit his heart hard.

"Are you an oracle?" Mages is no longer as arrogant as he once was, and now he is only lifeless.

"Why do you say that?" Feng Chen suddenly had a bad premonition, his performance was too ordinary, too ordinary, as if he had seen it from somewhere, which made Feng Chen's heart feel a sense of crisis.

"You don't know?" As if in desperation, Mades noticed something interesting, and he scoffed, "Don't know." ”

Feng Chen stretched out his hand to clamp Mages's neck, and asked fiercely, "Say!" ”

"Haha!" Majestic stared at Feng Chen's eyes and sneered: "Ahem~ You won't know, the ...... of the Persian Empire Powerful! ”

The means in front of him were ineffective, and this Persian was obviously determined to die, so he let go of Mages and secretly said: "What is there in Persia that gives him such courage that he is not even afraid of death?" Could it be? ”

"Fear of War Horse!" Feng Chen's eyes lit up, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Let me guess, it must be a war horse with burning red flames, right?" ”

Floating on the surface of the water and coughing, Mages stopped coughing, and the mockery and amusement on his face flashed in the darkness, and then showed a shock.

"How would you know!! Our General's mount!! ”

Feng Chen was shocked, fearing that the war horse was a bargaining chip for Xiao Sia, and he handed it over to Heratia for safekeeping before leaving, and now listening to what Mages said, then, this general can only be Artemisia. Because no one but Sia and Heratia could control the Dreadhorse, not even Darius.

But Feng Chen was anxious in his heart, but he couldn't show it, he didn't move, and continued to follow his words.

"Your general is nothing more than that, just a horse, and he is nothing without that horse!"

Hearing Feng Chen's humiliation of his boss, Mages was angry and provoked by Feng Chen's ridicule, and blurted out: "There are still great ...... by our king's side" Suddenly realized that he said something he shouldn't say, Mages closed his mouth tightly, and put his vigilance against Feng Chen's heart to the maximum.

Seeing that Mages was not fooled, Feng Chen could only change the side and continue to lure: "You see, your Persian iron hooves are invincible, your Persian soldiers are invincible, and I also believe that in the end, the Persian iron hooves will trample through every land in Greece." ”

Although Mages didn't know why the Spartan in front of him said this, he listened expressionlessly.

"When the time comes, your Persia will become a real kingdom of nations," Feng Chen saw Mages's yearning expression, picked up a scoop of water with one hand, and let it flow slowly, his tone sighed.

"The Persians who conquered this land will go down in history and will be remembered by all, the bards will sing your praises forever, and you will have access to the land with inexhaustible resources, money, land, people, water, endless treasures, and endless beauties, and you?"

Feng Chen let out a long sigh, let the last trace of water in his hand flow, looked at Mages meaningfully and said: "But you will be forgotten, they will not remember your name, you will be buried here forever, your body will be rotten by water, your bones will be eroded by water, your soul will not be able to leave this land, everything about you will be dissipated in a hundred years, right?" ”

Mages's face was instantly ugly, his eyes were blank, and he muttered to himself: "Impossible! Impossible! The great God of Ahura will guide my soul to rest, and you must be lying to me! Definitely! ”

"Wake up!!" Feng Chen shouted angrily, his expression was serious, and he looked directly into Mages's eyes, "You can only wander in this dark and lightless abyss!" You will never come out! Now, there's an opportunity in front of you, it's up to you to choose! ”

"Can you take me out?" Madjes's godless eyes reveal a desire to survive, and beneath this desire lies a trace of evil.

"Nope! I can't die yet, I still have to live by the king's side forever, I have endless jewels that I don't use, I still have countless beautiful women to enjoy, my name can go down in history, I haven't got all this, I can't die! ”

Feng Chen sneered in his heart, but the surface was solemn and sacred.

"I swear by the gods in the name of my Spartan, Dax, that if you can tell me everything you want to know, I will take you out of here."

Mages grabbed Feng Chen's hands like a life-saving straw, and he bent his head, his eyes crossed a little fiercely where Feng Chen couldn't see.

"You must know everything below!"

As for why Feng Chen didn't violently extort confessions, he didn't think about it before Feng Chen, violence was just a means, before Mages's will to die was extremely obvious, he would never be wrong about this, and Mages was extremely loyal to Persia in his heart, or he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy as soon as he was pushed down the deep well.

Now that Mages's attitude has changed so quickly, it is similar to the obvious judgment just now, from ancient times to the present, which of those messengers is not listening to all directions and exquisite? Can you impress the other party with your words? That's what a fool you are.

Feng Chen said to this, Mages, you don't know anything about acting.

"This Spartan, still too tender!"

The two looked at each other with a whimsical smile.