"Before you explain what you are here for, I warn you, Persians! In Sparta, even the king's messenger was responsible for his own words! Leonidas, the king of Sparta and the most powerful warrior, stared at the Persian envoy in front of him with a sharp gaze that seemed to be an invincible spear, and the breath of a pit viper almost made the Persian envoy feel a chill in his heart.

The Persian envoy's eyes lowered slightly, avoiding Leonidas's gaze, and trying to make his smile appear calm, not to dishonor the pride of the Persians.

"So, what news did you bring with you?" Leonidas curbed the aggressiveness in his gaze a little, giving the Persian envoy a chance to speak.

"Earth and water." The Persian emissaries put away the ridiculous idea of preemptively threatening Leonidas with his head, and chose a relatively mild way to obtain Leonidas's submission to Persia.

……

In the tall tent that could hold a giant elephant, countless flickering golden candlesticks were lit, and in the corners of the tents, there were naked and charming beauties of all races, dressed in their own style, with bracelets and anklets made of gold, silver, gemstones, crystal agate, and slender necks with collars, indicating that they were slaves of Xerxes, and in them, there were even four princesses of the servant state!

The sheep-headed man who is good at music plays the obsessive huqin, the strong Aegean slave beats the cheerful and blood-boiling tambourine, and the limbs are brutally cut off because of the sweetness of the song, and the enchanting singer who feeds all the nourishment to the throat is singing, the dancing girl who is fiery and dancing is moaning/moaning, and the handsome men and women who are crazy to copulate/merge, the atmosphere in the tent is erosive and sweet, like the best conjecture in the abyss. People can't help but fall into it.

And the tent is in the center. On a throne of equal magnificence. The Most High who sat and made everyone subconsciously look at him-

God of gods, king of kings, Emperor Xerxes I of Persia

"Greece is the cultural source of the whole West, and those who win Greece get Western talents, so for Greece, it is not possible to bring them to their knees by force alone, but to show their muscles while coercing and inducing. Or provoke their harmony, or adopt a differential treatment method, and the higher ones can use various ideals to bind their enthusiasm and sense of honor. ”

Chu Ci read according to the script, and told the Greek strategy sorted out by Zhenhong, showing his talent to the king of Xerxes in front of him.

The process of joining the Persian side was super simple, and Chu Ci released the entire Black Blade Knights, and the sky-high evil aura and the cold and powerful war aura immediately attracted Xerxes's attention. When Chu Ci put away the Black Blade Knights, all the admiring eyes fell on him.

"Ideal?" The first half is simply cliché for an invincible emperor. Xerxes almost wanted to yawn, but finally heard something of interest.

"Yes, I beg your courage, what is your ideal, the King?" Chu Ci bowed slightly, this is the etiquette of the Oriental people that Chu Ci himself called, even if Xerxes is strong and intelligent, it is impossible to know what he will never know, and after being a little dissatisfied with this etiquette, he accommodates it with a broad mind.

"My ideal? Conquer the countries you can see! Trample the land and the sea as far as you can reach! I will light the fire of God, but all the gods who do not obey will be destroyed! "Xerxes's ideals are arrogant, but they are also great, because he has conquered the most powerful gods of Persian mythology, good and evil, and forced them to descend on his behalf, and Xerxes's current mortal perfection is the effect of the gods.

Chu Ci could feel the boiling divine blood in Xerxes's body, which was gradually transforming Xerxes's body and assimilating his soul, once the transformation was completed, Xerxes was not much different from the gods on the ground except that he did not ignite the divine fire.

"Celestial King, you can fight for your ideals and have come to the door of the Greek gods to make your voice heard, this is your positivity and sense of honor. In the same way, we can apply this to Greece. The combination of ordering Greek scholars to accompany the army to give advice, giving preferential treatment to Greece if victorious, and destroying Greece if defeated, was bound to quickly conquer the land. Chu Ci didn't mention it yet, but Xerxes saw it.

In a country with a way out, compared with a country with no way out, there is no doubt that the bloodiness and struggle of the former will be much lower, and it is even possible that the party that will surrender and lead the way will directly appear.

The leading party in other countries will not give Xerxes a sense of accomplishment, but in this part of Greece, if there is a leading party, it will symbolize that the thousand-year-old Greek culture is subjugated under Xerxes!

Just like the Oriental people in front of you! Xerxes's wise eyes quietly looked at Chu Ci's lowered forehead, although he couldn't see Ci's expression clearly, Xerxes had the bearing of a king, and he didn't care if Chu Ci was really loyal, he just needed Chu Ci to be able to serve himself on the surface.

"Chu Ci, my friend, Persia welcomes you." Xerxes reclined on his throne and said with a smile: "Whatever you want, whether you want money or land, as long as you conquer Greece and those false gods with me, I can reward you." ”

"Because I'm merciful."

Chu Ci was unmoved, because these were not what he wanted.

Xerxes was slightly disappointed to see a man and two women in front of him after a brief observation that they were not interested in these worldly things.

It seems that it is a bit difficult to get Chu Ci's allegiance.

But Xerxes was not disappointed, because only when a truly strong man conquers can he have a sense of accomplishment, and only then can he get the greatest pleasure as the supreme one.

"Recognize me as your king, worship me as your god, and I will make you the high priest under the gods and above the mortals!" His voice was low, slightly hoarse, and sounded demagogic and strange.

Silent.

An uneasy aura gradually permeated the tent, and Xerxes' eyes grew more and more dangerous, like a lion opening its foraging eyes.

After satisfying Xerxes's appetite, Chu Ci took a deep look (bullied Xerxes again for not understanding Eastern etiquette), made a gesture of submission, and then began to open his mouth.

"Dear Heavenly King, I am a magician, no different from any of your magicians. You should also know how much magic materials and powerstones are in demand for magicians. In addition, I also work on magic puppets, so I need a lot of crafting materials. Chu Ci finally raised his head and looked at Xerxes, his eyes subtly decorated with a greedy look, "If the Heavenly King is willing to provide me with materials, I can build an army of steel comparable to the undead army for the Heavenly King!" ”

"Just like your Knights?" Xerxes remembered the Frost Knights that he had focused on.

"Just like the Knights of the Black Blade."

Chu Ci finally revealed his true intentions, no matter how good Sparta is, where is there a large enough territory and manpower to provide Chu Ci with precious magic materials.

Not to mention

Chu Ci didn't turn his head, but the inverted tree on his back vaguely sensed the attention of the gods, which was the two gods of good and evil in Persian mythology.

If Xerxes can call the gods like dogs, why can't I!

Chu Ci's head flashed with crazy thoughts! (To be continued.) )

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