"Lancelot, you really surprised me, the carefully set up Trial Illusion Realm actually cleared you in a month, and when converted into real time, it is less than three days." Achilles' expression was a little dazed, as if he was also very surprised.

Chu Ci also knew in his heart that Achilles had confessed to the illusory world so directly, after all, in the past month, it was estimated that Achilles had been paying attention to himself all the time, and his views on this trial must have fallen in his eyes, even if he didn't say it, Chu Ci would have no bottom.

"I've always had good quality and luck." Chu Ci chuckled, the strength is real, but the luck is on Atalanta, two trialists appeared at one time, but one of them was automatically disqualified because he was a god believer, and as a result, the two who were supposed to compete with each other actually worked together, which may have exceeded Achilles' expectations.

"Now that you have completed the trial, this divine robe will be handed over to you, I hope you can live up to the fire god Hephaestus and let this divine robe show its brilliance again." With a blessed smile, Achilles asked Chu Ci to come up and touch the divine clothes, and use his own blood to obtain the approval of the divine clothes.

"I will live up to my expectations." Chu Ci clenched his fists and beat his chest, swearing to make a promise.

Everything seems to be moving in the most ideal direction, and the young trialist is inherited by the hero, carrying the ancient armor and sword, performing a new epic, and maybe a few hundred years later, a new troubadour will sing the praises of the human hero named Lancelot.

Scratching his fingers, bright red hot blood appeared from the tips of his fingers, Chu Ci flicked his fingers, and the round blood beads flew towards the divine clothes and stained on the gold-colored breastplate. At the moment when the red blood beads were about to seep into the divine clothes. Chu Ci thought a lot in his heart. The last thought is-

"This color is too sassy, find time to dye it black."

The intact divine robe accepted Chu Ci's blood, and the divine power released began to be restrained, and even the roar of the sea tide receded in this small space, and all the power was condensed into the divine robe.

The calm and waveless divine robe let out a trace of trembling, and then suddenly turned into dozens of golden lights, each part of which was split apart and turned into a happy elf. Fly in a burrow.

Dozens of golden rainbows swirled around Chu Ci, flying, setting off a violent wind, and only lines could be seen flying messily in his eyes, venting the anguish of being imprisoned for hundreds of years!

"Huh!" Chu Ci didn't have time to react at all, and the two largest cuirasses and back armor crashed into him one after the other, just like being sandwiched by two heavy trucks front and back, pressed into a sandwich Oreo.

Immediately after that, the other parts seemed to have found a home, ribs, and heart guards. Gauntlets, hand armor. Knee armor, leg armor, skirt armor, combat boots and the helmet that almost shot his head, along with the return of the parts of the divine clothes, Chu Ci felt that the divine power on his body became more and more intense, and when in the end, even the divine sword was not willing to be lonely, jumped out of the stone, and fell into the right hand wrapped in metal gloves, Chu Ci felt that the divine clothes and the divine sword seemed to form a small closed space.

It was as if no matter how powerful an attack could break through this small space and damage the flesh and blood wrapped inside, of course, it could also prevent any internal struggle, so that it could not transmit any information.

As Chu Ci expected, after the divine clothes completely isolated the possibility of Chu Ci sending messages to the outside world, an extremely powerful spiritual power or divine soul invaded Chu Ci's body from the inside of the divine clothes. Everywhere the soul went, the flesh and blood body produced new changes, the skin that was originally tough enough became thicker, the bones of the white stubble appeared ghostly black, and the hot red blood also emerged a noble golden torrent, intermingling, repelling each other, devouring each other, following this powerful torrent of transformation, the divine soul attacked the most mysterious and unpredictable brain of the human body.

Like the Greeks who broke through Troy, and like the invincible Iron Army, wherever the spirit goes, he can hardly organize much resistance, and he extinguishes them one by one.

That's right, after all, it's an invincible heroic spirit, how can ordinary humans resist.

The soul was a little gloomy, and then there was a slight scorching heat, the world, I am back again!

The moment it entered the brain, the spirit looked at the faint soul on the other side of the mind like a general who had returned victoriously in the final victory.

"Achilles, are you planning to take it away?" It sounded like a question, and the tone was affirmative, after all, the spirit in front of him was definitely not a tourist who came in to travel.

"I'm sorry, Lancelot, you're the finest young man I've ever met, and I was wrong about it, I'm sorry, but I don't regret it."

Snatching? Or is it God's descending?

What is needed is a body that is enough to carry the soul, and this body can not match the attributes, but it must be hard enough.

Achilles may be waiting for someone else, but Chu Ci broke in recklessly, and his physical fitness was quite in line with his requirements, as a free hero who had been languishing in Valhalla for hundreds of years in order to explode in Ragnarok for a moment of brilliance, Achilles didn't care whether he was innocent or not, and directly chose to despicably invade Chu Ci's body.

As a hero of epic legends, Achilles disdains to use any excuse to hide his meanness, so he is very honest and sorry, but as a selfish 'person', Achilles also has an extremely classic saying in history.

When Odysseus, the king of Itake, who had been adrift on the sea for many years, came to the underworld to look for the soul of Tirisias, a prophet in the city of Thebes, and asked him about his future fate, he happened to meet the soul of Achilles, and he told the soul of Achilles that Achilles was respected like a god in his life and must be a great ghost after death. ”

In order to escape Valhalla, Achilles prepared for four hundred years, four hundred years of monotonous blank time, only the warmth of the past world supported him.

Now that Achilles has successfully descended from the gods and regained his life, he has the courage to say no to the Greek gods in the temple of gods, and he is also qualified to bathe in the sunshine of the world and enjoy the joys and sorrows of the world.

It's just that all of this is based on sacrifice, an extremely despicable 'sacrifice', so Achilles gave Chu Ci a second choice.

"I will send you to the River Styx, Hades is my friend, and I will allow you to enter the Elysée Paradise and live a happy life of worry-free food and clothing, and the wind and the moon, this is my guilt and compensation."

"Hey, that's ridiculous." The brain also began to be transformed by Achilles's divine power, and he occupied less and less of his mind, but this could not affect Chu Ci's resolute nerves, and his mental power condensed into an illusory figure, with a sarcastic smile on his face: "You don't want to stay in Valhalla, if you want to return to the world, do you think I am willing to go to the barren underworld?" ”

"The so-called heroes are actually human beings!"

Without waiting for Achilles to speak, Chu Ci took the initiative to disappear, yes, it was the kind of disappearance out of thin air.

"So, goodbye, Achilles."

Controlling his eyelids and opening them, Achilles was horrified to find that at the entrance of the cave, two familiar figures stood there, one of them with a sneer, waved his hand slightly, and then folded his hands and wrapped his arms in a large circle.

There was no alchemy array formed, but huge forces poured out from the sky, the earth, and the man's body, besieging the flesh puppets wrapped in the god's clothes. (To be continued.) )

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