Greece brings evildoers

In the early morning, the glimmer of dawn shines through the gaps in the curtains into the tent, casting tiny golden rays of light. The breeze gently blows away the inner gauze curtain, revealing two overlapping figures.

On the bed, Helen stretched out her limbs lazily, like a cat relaxing in the sun. Her eyes, as blue as the sea, stared at the god in her arms, and her pupils reflected the handsome facial contours.

The rare leisure time made the girl playful. Her white fingertips lightly touched the handsome cheek, and she drew fine strokes along the soft lines of the facial features. The gradually raised red lips brewed a sense of pleasure and satisfaction of getting what she wanted.

Although she prayed all night, the blessing of the god's blood and the joy of body and mind made her not feel tired at all. Instead, her body felt a kind of vitality after being nourished by rain.

Feeling the tingling sensation on his face, Loen opened his eyes, raised his hand and slapped the plump buttocks as punishment, then snorted and said:

"Get up, it's almost time."

Hearing the reminder, Helen reluctantly put on her clothes and walked out of the tent with Loen, who was disguised as the God Blood Guard, to inspect the camp along the way and secretly discuss how to proceed with the siege today.

At this time, most of the soldiers of the coalition had already enjoyed breakfast, and dozens of God Blood heroes had arrived at the door of the meeting hall early to ask Helen, the commander of the allied forces, to fight.

As Loen's lips and teeth moved slightly, Helen nodded without leaving a trace, and then proposed in a deep voice:

"Since we are fighting for courage and honor, there is no need to involve ordinary soldiers. Today we will fight the Trojans and see what is so special about the first Trojan warrior who defeated Agamemnon."

The heroes nodded one after another, looking eager to try, and were obviously very interested in this idea.

After obtaining everyone's consent, Helen ordered people to shoot the handwritten letter into the city of Troy, directly challenging Hector.

After a brief silence, Hector also made a straightforward reply.

-- He accepted the challenge of the coalition heroes on behalf of Troy

The coalition heroes received the reply, and they were immediately indignant. They immediately signed up and decided the first contestant by drawing lots-Idomeneus.

This is the grandson of King Minos and the son of Deucalion. He is brave and good at fighting, and as strong as a wild boar.

Idomeneus, who won the first place, smiled and immediately put on armor, picked up a spear and shield, drove the bronze chariot, and went straight to the city of Troy.

Helen looked at the figure who was leaving in a dusty manner, and asked Lorne with doubt:

"Is he guaranteed to win?"

"Win a fart!"

Lorne rolled his eyes and shattered Helen's luck unhappily.

"If Hector can't even defeat an opponent of this level, then he shouldn't defend Troy and should go to bed as soon as possible."

Few of King Minos' sons have achieved success, let alone his grandchildren. A strong and powerful man like Idomeneus can bully ordinary God Blood Guards, but if he meets a master, he will most likely kneel.

Sure enough, a quarter of an hour later, Idomeneus dropped his weapon, covered his bleeding shoulder, and was dragged back to the barracks in a mess.

Based on Loen's experience, the reason why this nephew was able to come back intact was because Hector showed mercy.

However, when Idomeneus came back, he also brought a word from Hector.

-If there are other allied heroes who want to challenge him, come on, he will accept them all, but for every opponent defeated, both sides need to rest for one day.

Hearing this arrogant declaration, the allied heroes were inevitably a little angry, and immediately drew lots to decide who would play the next day - Odysseus.

The next morning, looking at the unfriendly allied heroes and the aggressive opponents, Hector felt a little helpless.

In fact, he did not intend to anger these allied heroes.

But the Greeks came too suddenly, and Troy was not ready for a large-scale protracted war.

Coupled with the damage to the city gate and the casualties of personnel yesterday, Troy now urgently needs time to rest.

In addition, Troy's allied city-states have not arrived yet, and there are no gods and blood heroes in the city. The gap between ordinary soldiers and heroes cannot be made up by skills, so now this fight can only be fought by him from beginning to end.

As for the wise general who went out with a sword and shield, Loen was not optimistic.

It might be interesting to let this kid play tricks with the opponent, but fighting is not his strong point.

But thinking about how Odysseus drifted on the sea for ten years before returning home safely, he felt a little relieved.

There was no way, this kid's luck had never been very good, and he was the most poisonous among those who insulted Agamemnon at the sacrificial site last night, so he deserved to be beaten up today.

Similarly, the result of the second battle did not exceed Loen's expectations.

After fighting with his opponent for several hours, Odysseus was shot off the chariot by Hector with his shield, and returned to the barracks in disgrace.

Then, Penthesilea, who played in the third round, and Ajax, who played in the fourth round, persisted for a longer time, but they were defeated in the end.

Penthesilea was knocked down by Hector because she burned Ares' blood too much, which led to her frenzy; while Ajax took the initiative to admit defeat.

He and Hector fought fiercely, and the two sides were evenly matched. The battle could not be decided until nightfall. Even in the end, Ajax used his family's bronze aegis covered with seven layers of cowhide to block the spear that Hector was famous for.

However, Ajax finally concluded that "Hector has experienced several rounds of challenges, and his skills have been seen through. He was prepared in advance, otherwise Hector's spear would definitely penetrate the last layer of his family's aegis." Reason, take the initiative to admit defeat.

Hector also took the initiative to take a step back, saying that he also admired Ajax's fighting skills and that the fight should be a draw, and even offered him a gift.

——He gave Ajax a sword decorated with silver that he had on him.

Ajax did not take advantage of the other party, and gave Hector a luxurious purple belt in return.

As a result, the duel between the two sides came to an end in a strange and harmonious atmosphere, and the onlookers' coalition heroes gradually changed their view of Hector.

An opponent with such a noble character and possessing considerable force is indeed worthy of admiration.

At the same time, they had some subtle changes in their feelings towards the entire city of Troy and the fuse of the Trojan War.

To be able to cultivate such outstanding heroes, this city-state should have certain merits, unlike an unreasonable and barbaric place.

So, is it really worth it to have all the Greek city-states pay for Agamemnon's wife to be driven away by an ox, and to conquer the mighty gate of Troy?

However, at this moment, Lorne, who had been watching the friendly match between Ajax and Hector, turned back to look at Telamon who was among the divine blood guards, and said quietly:

"I remember your wife is the princess of Troy, the biological sister of the old king in the city?"

Telamon smiled innocently and looked away.

When Lorne saw this, he immediately understood why the competition between Hector and Ajax was full of harmonious and friendly spirit of competition and the noble martial ethics of stopping at the last minute.

Because, these two are cousins... they are also a family after all, so there is no need to cut off the road. Anyway, the one who was kidnapped was Agamemnon's wife, not from their family. It's okay if people are interested in the world. Let's meet later. Maybe even say hello.

Tsk tsk, this fritter is indeed a character who can survive from the mad Hercules. It seems that he probably understands that he doesn't really want to attack Troy, so he implicitly hints to Ajax to let him go.

But it's okay, now it can be basically confirmed that there is nothing abnormal about Hector, and his aura has no connection with the power in Troy. The problem should not be with him.

In this case, I can only try with someone else.

Lorne thought to himself for a moment, his fearful gaze passing over the city of Troy, which had a faint aura of majesty, and then he glanced at the fifth divine blood hero behind him who had won the lottery.

——Stop playing and eliminate Hector.

——Three moves!

Diana shook three fingers, crushed the bamboo tube for drawing lots, and proudly stepped onto the battlefield.

She is the fifth divine blood hero to appear, and will also be the last!

Because, he will definitely end Hector's winning streak, kill this game, and take back the glory that belongs to Greece!

Lorne noticed his daughter's performance and muttered to himself.

By the way, why is this girl's flamboyant personality nothing like Thetis and I? It's a bit similar to Athena's temper. Could it be a conspiracy?

Just as an old father secretly cursed, the two protagonists in the Trojan epic also launched a fateful showdown.

As soon as the fight started, Diana, who was determined to regain the field for her own side, used all her strength and rushed towards her opponent like a discharged cannonball.

A strong shock wave hit, and Hector, whose eardrums hurt, subconsciously set up the shield in his hand.

"when!"

Almost at the same time as Hector reacted, a swift dagger struck the surface of the shield, and the divine power burst out like a landslide and tsunami. The piece was engraved with intricate Hermes text, and the craftsmanship was extremely sophisticated. The armor was shattered with one blow.

Hector's expression changed suddenly, he narrowly avoided the sharp sword edge by turning sideways, and stabbed out diagonally with the spear in his hand.

However, Diana had already set up a buckler on her chest and easily defused the opponent's attack.

On the contrary, because Hector dodged, the chariot beneath him suffered a disaster for him. The entire bronze body was torn apart, and the two strong horses were crushed into a puddle of minced meat by the strong wind swung by the sword.

Hiss~~

Seeing the miserable state of his beloved horse, Hector took a breath of cold air. He immediately took advantage of the opportunity to retreat and leaned back. The spear in his hand ignited a raging golden fire, which was almost as bright as the sun in the sky. .

"Great God Zeus, grant me the wisdom of God and the majesty of God!"

Hector called for the source of blood, injected all his divine power into it, and threw out his arms that were stretched to the extreme.

The burning pole spear was like thunder across the sky, crashing into the opponent he feared with great force.

Watching the spear that quickly turned into a bolt of lightning attack towards her, Diana glanced at a figure behind her from the corner of her eye, her lips and teeth moving.

"Father, you are my rock, you are my tower, you are my sword and shield! Arise and scatter your enemies!"

Along with tracing the origin of divinity, a golden ring like a dial appeared behind Diana.

Six divine blessings are embedded in it, shining together like stars.

At the same time, Diana raised her arms, and the golden divine power wristbands clashed in front of her. The sharp explosion instantly engulfed the restless ether factor and set off a fierce magic tide.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The spear that was thrown was shattered inch by inch when it approached Diana within three meters.

Then, the shock wave that continued to surge was like an invisible battering ram, hitting Hector's chest heavily.

"Boom!"

The Trojan defender who defeated four coalition heroes in a row crashed into the city wall behind him like a cannonball, causing the magic defense formula of the entire Troy city to flicker and shake, and was about to break.

As the diffuse smoke and dust dissipated, Hector's breastplate, which was embedded in the city wall like a wall sculpture, was broken, and his head drooped motionlessly, obviously fainted.

So far, this unique competition of fathers ended with Diana's complete victory.

Looking at the six divine blessings fading behind his daughter, Lorne muttered to himself.

Athena, Hera, Hestia, Artemis, Aphrodite, Demeter... Good man, six goddesses of the twelve main gods of Olympus have all blessed you, what is this? A spokesperson for female power in a sense?

But no matter what, the group of goddesses on Ares Mountain really love you.

Back then, I almost lost my life in order to get some divinity.

Now, you have it at birth.

This day started so badly that even I, her father, have to envy it.

Lorne complained for a while, then suppressed his jealousy for his daughter and winked at Diana, who had won the first battle.

Diana nodded and started to walk towards Hector, who had fainted in the rubble.

Just as she reached out to grab Hector, a thunder flashed in the sky.

Diana's eyes caught a glimpse of dangerous coldness, and she immediately jumped and retreated a hundred meters.

And at the moment she pulled away, a javelin sank into the place where Diana was originally standing, blasting a huge pit of dozens of meters around.

At the same time, the gate of Troy was wide open, and a handsome young man, wearing a leopard skin on his shoulders, a bow and arrow on his back, a sword hanging from his waist, holding two javelins, rushed out of the city with a team of Trojan soldiers, and rescued Hector from the rubble back to the chariot.

Looking at the eyes covered with pale silver lightning, Loen, who was hiding in the Spartan God Blood Guard, sneered.

You finally couldn't help but take action, Zeus!

It seems that the nail you buried in the world is not in Mycenae, but in Troy.

Then I will pull it out first, and see how you make the heroes of the world kill each other in the Trojan War.

Loen narrowed his eyes slightly and looked meaningfully at the priestess who was anxiously meeting Hector on the top of the city wall.