Chapter 1: The Burning of the City

In the city of Troy, the flames soared into the sky, and the city was burned with fire.

"Slow down, slow down, don't go so fast, watch out for enemy ambushes." In the burning city, a group of Greek soldiers is breaking through the defenses of the Trojan city and walking towards the inner city.

On the way, a soldier caught up with the leader who was leading everyone through the inner city in small steps, and whispered: "Captain, if you are too slow, you are afraid that others will take the lead." ”

"It's okay, I looked at it from a high place when I passed through the inner city gate just now, it should be only our team that has entered the inner city, and no one can snatch our things." The man known as the captain turned his head and whispered with a smile on his lips.

"In addition to the divine blood, it would be nice if we could take that set of armor this time, every time I see the Holy Light Squad showing off their two sets of golden holy clothes, I feel on fire, if I can get it, it will be beautiful, the artifact created by Hephaestus, the god of craftsmen, is no worse than Athena's." The man leaned in to talk to the captain, and the corners of the man's mouth widened.

Because he knew that this time thanks to the captain who bought the information of the Troy movie from the big ball of light, as long as nothing else, Achilles was dead this time, although saving him could get the reward of the side quest, but how could the reward be as valuable as the divine blood? You must know that Achilles is a demigod hero, except for his ankles, he is invulnerable, and if he gets his divine blood and returns to the main god, he can perfectly inherit the bloodline, and as a god son, it is much easier than ordinary people to upgrade to a real god.

The captain shook his head and said with a regretful expression on his face: "Louie, you know that this is impossible, the plot of the movie does not represent everything, this has been proven in previous missions, according to the record of Homer's epic, the battle for this set of artifact armor will be staged next, Odysseus and Ajax will be involved, and both Achilles' mother and Athena are silently watching all this, maybe even Apollo is watching the play." ”

"Alas...... It's a pity, it's an artifact. Louis followed the captain and muttered quietly.

The captain turned around and patted Louis on the shoulder, and said in a tone that others couldn't hear: "If you can't get it now, it doesn't mean you won't be able to get it in the future, don't worry, everything has me." ”

"There are nine of us to carry out this task, and now there are only five left, this nightmare-level battle for the task is really terrifying, especially this time we don't have any favorable resources, even the identity is the hero's attendant, it's too depressing to be able to dominate the direction of the war, captain, the corner is the street in front, be careful." Louis also knew that the artifact was not so easy to hold, but he was a little depressed in his heart, and there were too many emotions to vent.

"Everyone hold shields, be careful when crossing the intersection, don't let people ambush you." The captain looked back, and sure enough, he had reached the corner of the street, so he hurriedly ordered the soldiers accompanying him to be steady, but not to capsize here.

Then he turned around, pulled Louis and walked slowly to the street, and whispered: "You don't look at what mission this time is, this is a mythical era, and the people behind the village are all Olympian gods, we can only be careful and careful." ”

"Zeus is on top, what's going on?" The soldiers who had just turned the corner stopped in unison, and their mouths let out cries of surprise.

"Hold the shield!! Go up and up, pay attention to the bow and arrow in Paris's hand to protect Achilles. The captain glanced at Louis slightly, and under the protection of everyone, he came to the place where Achilles had fallen, and Paris and Achilles' slave girl Briseis had just escaped from the high platform, and no one bothered them at this time.

They half-knelt down beside Achilles' body, looking like they were going to help Achilles up, in fact, the two of them were checking whether Achilles was really dead, and after probing and learning that Achilles had long lost his breath and pulse, they immediately took out the divine blood collection tool that was exchanged from the main god, which looked like a bundle of bandages, in fact, in addition to the bandages to absorb blood, there were several small mustard seed bottles inside, which were used to store blood.

"Go and tell Agamemnon and Ajax the Great, and say that Achilles has been killed by Paris." The captain shoved the bandage into the wound on Achilles' body and waited for the blood to be collected, while telling the rest of the team to inform Agamemnon, the commander of the Greek coalition.

"Hehe, captain, this time it was really sent, not only the divine blood of Achilles, but also these three arrows, you feel it, it obviously has the divine power of Apollo on it." After Louis shoved the bandage onto Achilles, he searched the vicinity and found not only Achilles' shield and dagger, but also the three arrows that killed him.

"Hey...... Coupled with the Penthesirea and Mennon killed by Achilles before, they are the divine sons of the goddess of dawn, Eos, and the god of war, Ares, plus the divine blood of Achilles, the divine son of the goddess of the sea, we have the divine blood of three divine sons in our hands, which is really too helpful for future plans, and it is not in vain for us to go this way. The captain's face was very serious, but the tone of conversation with his teammates was palpable.

"Alas...... Speaking of this, my heart is bleeding, and Memnon's armor is also an artifact, and it was also made by Hezhestus. Louis felt sad when he thought of this, why did the characters in this mission regard armor as more important than people? I couldn't find a chance to steal a set or two.

"Alright, don't talk about this, I'll go put the bandages away, and you call one more person to inform Odysseus, and then we can watch the play." The captain patted Louis on the shoulder, walked up to Achilles and took back the blood collector, feeling the three vials of divine blood in the bandage that glowed like gold, and his heart was full of excitement.

When the soldier found Odysseus and told him the news that Achilles had died in battle, Odysseus couldn't help crying bitterly when he learned about it, he was happy and sad, happy that Achilles was definitely a brave and warlike hero, it can be said that Achilles's combat power in the Greek coalition is the strongest, even the Great Ajax has to bow down, but Achilles's character is unruly, and he had a conflict with Agamemnon before, saying that he would stop the war, if it weren't for the desperate resistance of the Great Ajax, the coalition army would almost be driven to the sea by the Trojan coalition, His death made another obstacle to Agamemnon's alliance with his own rule.

Sadly, because Achilles is a brave and warlike hero, without him, the battle against the Trojan coalition is even more difficult to fight, this war has been going on for more than nine years, the Greek coalition has taken down all the cities around the Trojan royal city, and only the royal city remains, but this strong city has resisted for nine years.

"Father, Achilles' body is still in the city of Troy, only a small group of Greek soldiers are guarding it, we must rush over and welcome Achilles' body back, otherwise we will probably be desecrated by the Trojan soldiers, after all, he killed the prince of Troy." Odysseus' son, Telemachus, saw his father in pain and stepped forward to soothe his emotions and divert his attention from his grief.

"Oh...... That's right, you take your soldiers and rush to the inner city of Troy to welcome our heroes back. Odysseus's attention was diverted, and he immediately ordered Telemachus to go and retrieve Achilles' body.

Telemachus came out of the tent and was about to gather his troops, when another soldier came to report the military situation, Achilles' body had been taken back to the coalition camp by the Great Ajax, and the soldiers who had broken through the outer city of Troy were also withdrawn at the same time, and the decisive battle was lost because of Achilles' death.

"Telemachus, come with me to worship Achilles." Odysseus quickly regained his composure, washed his face and walked out of the tent, ready to call his son to worship Achilles.

"Father, you go first, look at the current camp, what happened to the soldiers because they learned about Achilles' death? If the Trojan side suddenly came out of the city at this time, we would definitely be driven into the sea, and I would have to pacify the soldiers. Telemachus pointed to the camp as he spoke, and heard only the noise and cries mingling with each other.

Odysseus nodded slightly, pulled off his cloak, and hurried with his entourage to the place where Achilles' body was placed.

"Soldier, you arrange more people to go to the tent of the Great Ajax, Achilles is his cousin, and now he will definitely take revenge if he dies in battle, if he goes crazy, you will lead the Great Ajax to the tent on his father's side, Achilles has a conflict with Agamemnon, and the Great Ajax may not listen to Agamemnon's orders in the matter of Achilles, only his father can calm his emotions."

Telemachus not only arranged the soldiers to the tent of the Great Ajax, but also laid a lot of ambushes next to his father's tent.

From the way Athena incarnated Mentor to guide himself to find his father, Telemachus has been preparing for this day, although he is not the second generation of gods, there is no divine blood on his body, but Athena also taught himself some cultivation methods, in the nine years of besieging Troy, he has been working hard every day, although his combat power is not as good as Achilles, but he is still a little sure of the last big Ajax who went crazy and lost his mind.

And the sneaky people in the camp, how did they think they could escape the surveillance of the heroes who were protected by the gods? This is not ancient Rome, let alone Sparta, and it is too careless to speak with a big grin.