Kratos' divine power clone pestle did not come down in mid-air, indeed with the fear that Chu Ci had expected.

Damn, Lao Tzu sensed that his hometown Sparta was under fire in the Temple of the Gods, that is, he wanted to come forward and keep the Spartan bloodline, but you slut actually interfered with Lao Tzu's divine descent three times and twice.

If Kratos hadn't sensed that there was a Spartan with the strongest blood in the distance, it is estimated that this warlike bald man would have fallen into madness, ignoring the oracle of the three goddesses of fate, and risking the danger of Ragnarok to descend from the temple of the gods.

"Coward! Dare to fight me! Kratos roared in mid-air, despising Chu Ci for a warrior-less bastard.

"Okay, you come down, it's up to you to fight alone or in a group." Chu Ci spit out a classic groove, and with a wave of his arm, many puppets and puppets all surrounded him, waiting for Kratos to come down from the sky without fear.

"Brother, you really look like the villain in the movie, pay attention to the image, okay? Don't really get slapped in the face. Chu Ci's style made Sadako feel embarrassed, and she blushed and bowed on Chu Ci's shoulder and whispered a reminder.

"Huh? Sadako, don't you know that my dream is to be a villain? It's best to do that, safety first. "Reunite the Chu Ci of the Thousand and Five Horse Boys, learn the lessons of the Achilles Trial, once again position his role as a long-range 'weak' little mage, and habitually let the horse boys take the lead and the elite puppets defend.

"The great god of war, I am the prince of Sparta, the descendant of the god of war, the son of Leonidas, Arcis, I am willing to sacrifice my life for Sparta!"

The accident still happened, Kratos and Chu Ci had just begun to fight, when they were interrupted by a small radish head with a stubble on his head, and this young man who was less than seven or eight years old broke free from Gao Ge's embrace and got out from under the hooves of the Black-Bladed Knights. Get down on one knee in front of Kratos and shout.

"Kill him!" If this little ghost doesn't come out, Chu Ci can still keep him to threaten Leonidas, but since he took the initiative to die, Chu Ci also cooperated to give the killing order.

The spear of the Death Knight not far behind Yakis stabbed into a pitch-black poisonous dragon and stabbed towards the childish little brain!

"God descends!"

Kratos looked around thirty miles. Except for this little ghost, there is indeed no second suitable mortal who can carry divine power (Gao Ge, as a woman, was subconsciously ignored by Kui Ye), and had to make a choice.

The torrent of divine power turned into a heavenly river pouring down, sheltering Yakis entirely, and Kui Bald also became smarter, first protecting Yagis, and then slowly transforming his body.

Divine power is like flames.

A golden-red divine power flame shot up from Yagis's body and shot straight into the air dozens of meters into the air. It gradually dissipated, and in the blazing divine power flames, Yagis's body faintly melted, and then rolled with golden-red water droplets, turning into golden skin, and red cursed blood lines.

The Knights of the Black Blade gathered the strength of the battle array and once again emitted a powerful projection of spears, but with Yakis as a temporary carrier. This time, the torrent of divine power no longer collapsed, but became more condensed.

"Fu Sword - Spirit Purple Lightning" Sadako said coquettishly. A ring of purple lightning came out of his hand, and the "Ice Sealing Array" Wei Lan chanted a pleasant spell for three seconds, gathering countless water elements, and an extremely cold current emerged, and the spell officer, true red, crimson, and a group of demon refining puppets did their best to release their skills with huge energy. Bombarded with a torrent of divine power

With the exception of the two, everyone else used their most powerful skills to try to interrupt the descent.

"Atalanta? Why don't you do it? Chu Ci sat on the horse, looked at Atalanta with a smile, and did not move. The other one who didn't shoot was Atalanta.

"I'm Greek." Atalanta was depressed, and her whole person was like a frosted eggplant, wilting and listless. As a Greek, she had no affection for the barbarous city-state of Sparta, like everyone else, but she was an ally.

It's just that Atalanta is very sensible, she knows that she is an RBQ slave who has no right to speak, and she knows that she can't change this ending, she can only watch Sparta be destroyed in the war, and all Spartan civilians fall in a pool of blood, if Chu resigns, she must also participate in this shameful massacre.

Fortunately, Chu Ci was still quite caring, and he didn't let her participate in the battle, and he didn't ask until now.

"Don't want to be the enemy of your compatriots?" Chu Ci's face deliberately stiffened and made an angry look, but seeing Atalanta's look of chagrin, he thought about what happened to the Achilles trial, and his heart softened again, "Okay, if you don't want to make a move, I won't force you." ”

Anyway, if there is one less Atalanta, it won't affect the overall situation. Chu Ci thought so.

A divine light rose from under the feet of Yagis, and in the pillar of holy light, Yakis slowly rose into the air, his eyes bloomed with two golden lights, a small bald head that flashed with reflections, and the red cursed blood streaks passed through his left eye, looking extremely strong.

With the support of a huge amount of divine power, Arkis's physical talent has been enhanced several times, which is derived from the bloodline of the god of war, and now the divine body is about to be transformed, under the manipulation of the divine power, the divine power clone in the sky flies, once the god body and the clone are fused, the god of war Sparta is about to descend!

", always push me to do things that I'm happy to do, but not very forced." How much divine power does the god of the human world possess from the gods, and the Chu Ci who got the memory of Achilles is clear, similar to this kind of divine power clone, it can almost carry fifty percent of the divine power of the god himself, plus Kui Bald is the most capable fierce man in Greek mythology, Chu Ci can only use some despicable means.

"Little bald head, your mother is here with me, get out of here for me, or kill your mother!"

Chu Ci was like a third-rate street thug, grabbing Gao Ge by the hair, carrying him in front of his horse, and threatening Arkis in the most simple language.

Intimidating opponents with threats from relatives is the most common and effective method, and the hot-blooded Akis has withstood Kratos's transformation, but he cannot ignore his mother's imminent doom and his body that has not yet been descended by the god of war is sluggish in mid-air.

"Son, leave me alone, for the sake of free will, for the sake of Sparta, forward!" Gog deserved to be a standard Spartan woman, struggling hard, shouting into the sky, and Yakis rose again.

"Go, let that god wear out your soul, let the bitter mother disappear in front of you, let the Spartans be completely extinct, and lose the chance to rise again!" Chu Ci pondered for a moment, and changed his tone slightly, making his voice become glamorous and seductive, as if the murmur of the devil induced a nightmare in Akis's heart.

Arkis really faltered, and his rising body stopped again, even faintly resisting Kratos's suction, and there was a tendency to fall.

"Despicable mortals!" Kratos is getting angrier and angrier, can't he let Lao Tzu come down and fight 300 rounds, do you have to grind blindly when he plays?

If Chu Ci knew his heart, he would definitely nod his head very sincerely and replied, "Yes, that's right." ”

Akis had to turn to his faith for help, hoping that the god of war would really be able to do anything and save his mother.

Kratos: "For the first time, he cheekily said something ambiguous.

Satisfied, but still skeptical, Yakis flew towards Kratos' avatar like a moth to a fire.

The next moment, the whole sky shook, and a pair of short knives with flames appeared in the boy's hands, and the chains connected to the two short blades seemed to come to life, swimming up the boy's arm, and the flame pattern of the knife in the left hand was inscribed: "BLADES", and the flame pattern of the right hand blade was inscribed: "CHAOS"!

Kratos, God of War, God Descends!

When he opened his eyes, there was no tyranny and desire to kill in the young man's bald eyes, but a trace of confusion.

(To be continued.) )