"It's good to come!"

Dorans snorted coldly, his face disdainful, and hurried to the top of the city wall, looking down.

As far as I could see, there was a young man standing.

The young man was dressed in armor, with a long sword pinned to his waist, long blond hair, not too tall, and even a little thin if he spoke hard, but he was such a person, standing there, but he made countless Andre martyrs tremble, and they didn't even dare to raise their heads, and they were even afraid of incontinence......

He was like a steppe lion, unmoved, but no one dared to challenge his majesty.

Dorans's brows furrowed, a little shocked by the momentum on the other party, but if he insisted on saying that he was afraid, it would definitely be impossible!

"Get out of here!"

After kicking away a soldier beside him who was so frightened that he was incontinent, Dorans stood up......

"You're yelling here?"

Dorans was more than two meters tall, and from a distance, he looked like a brown bear.

This roar came directly into the ears of the young man below.

"Let your Dolance come out, you don't deserve to talk to Lao Tzu!!"

The young man raised his head slightly and said in a cold voice.

"Lao Tzu is Dorans, you are the first Greek warrior Achilles!"

Dorans pouted: "It is said that you are invincible and invincible, but when you see it today, it is just that!! ”

Dorans grinned and roared loudly.

"You're the first person to dare to talk to me like that!"

The young man put his hands behind his back and suddenly laughed.

"However, you will also become the 427th revenant under my command!"

The young man's face suddenly turned cold.

The next moment, he directly pulled out the saber at his waist and raised it fiercely.

"I, Achilles, will be here today, with the glory and honor of the first warrior of Greece, to issue a life-and-death challenge to you, Dorans!!"

The young man shouted loudly, and with that, he directly slammed the long sword into the ground in front of him.

The sword was sharp, and it ended directly into the dirt.

This is one of the warrior challenges in Western mythology.

The end of the sword is in the dirt, symbolizing empty-handed fighting.

And as the challenged party, you must choose to agree, otherwise you will be ashamed of all the city-state warriors!

This is absolutely not allowed to exist in the world of Western mythology, where glory is greater than life!

They can die in battle, but they must not be deterred!

Even if some know that it will be a battle of life and death!

"As you wish!"

Dorans's eyes widened, and he also thrust the long sword in his hand into the crack in the heavy stone wall of the city.

……

"Ah......h

Beneath the city walls!

Dorance yelled and rushed forward as soon as possible.

He was two heads taller than Achilles, and his arms were thicker than an adult's waist, like a little giant, fanning him. The blazing wind was slaying towards Agthis.

On the other hand, Agathius was expressionless, but his brow was slightly furrowed.

"Sneer......"

Finally, when Dorance was less than three meters away from him, Agthius moved!

Just a punch, bland!

But it was such a punch that sent Dorans, who was more than two meters tall, directly out of the air.

"Poof......

After crossing a parabola more than three meters long, Dorance directly spurted out a mouthful of blood......

"It's not bad, barely able to withstand my punch!"

Agathius reached out, drew his sword deep in the dirt, and walked slowly towards Dorans.

Life and death challenges, there is only one way for the loser to go, and that is death!

"Commanding might, commanding mighty, commanding mighty!!"

Agathius was brave, and the soldiers behind him were most excited.

No matter what period of time, the world is the law of the jungle, and undoubtedly, in their time, the most obvious!

Natural selection, survival of the fittest!

"Kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him......"

The Greek soldiers shouted frantically, constantly waving their spears in their hands, like crazy......

This is the characteristic of that society, and the battles that the city-states only see, often duels between generals can be won or lost!!

Morale is not there, even if you resist stubbornly, it is in vain!

"Kill ......"

With a cold look on his face, Agthius roared, raised the sword in his hand fiercely, and slammed it straight into Dorans's chest......

"The people of this seat dare to kill!"

That's when it happened.

In the long void, a cold snort suddenly came, and it reached Agathius's ears with great clarity.

"Who, pretend to be a ghost and give Lao Tzu out!"

Agathius roared in anger and quickly swept around.

"When will this seat pretend to be a ghost!"

The voice came again, and with it,

On the city wall, a figure gradually appeared in everyone's eyes.

It's a young man.

He has blonde hair and is handsome.

He seemed to exude a melancholy aura that belonged exclusively to a vampire aristocracy, especially his blue eyes, which could sink people deep into it even if they looked at it for a moment......

"Who are you?"

Agathis' brow furrowed, for some reason, the sudden appearance of this man made him feel a little afraid.

It's the instinct of the body, the survival instinct that Agthius has developed after countless battles!

Just one glance made him feel like a great enemy.

"You can call this evil god!"

Ye Qiong spoke softly, and after the master, the God Emperor, a third identity popped out of his mouth!

"Evil God!"

The long sword in Agathis's hand couldn't help but clench fiercely, and his tone was hurried: "You are a true god?" ”

His eyes narrowed into a slit, and as he spoke, the soldiers behind him suddenly panicked, although he didn't say that he messed up the camp, but it wasn't much better!

The soldiers can't be blamed for that!

They mortals are just playthings in the hands of the gods, and their life and death often depend on the thoughts of those gods.

And in this world, gods are not just legends.

They are exceptionally active in this world, earthquakes, tsunamis, storms, ...... It's all up to them!

In the mortal world, there are countless agents of them!

They come and go without a trace, but they are so real!

Most of the people standing here have more or less seen one of the gods, so they understand the gap between gods and mortals, like a moat, and it is impossible to catch up in this life......

Not only the soldiers, but also Agathius found it tricky.

Although he is invincible and invulnerable, he is still a little inadequate compared to the real gods.

Otherwise, he is a true God, not just a demigod.

I knew that the gap was incomparably large!

"Gods?"

Ye Qiong chuckled: "It's a pity that this seat is not the group of ants!" ”

"You're really crazy!"

Agathius bared his teeth, the other party was not a god, the pressure on his body was suddenly gone, and he was not careful when he spoke.

Mortals, no matter how strong you are, can't be his opponent!

(End of chapter)