Greece brings evildoers

As the night got darker, as the fire in the living room went out, Lorne quietly turned over on the bed and locked the doors and windows.

Then, he secretly took out the twelve-sided dice, threw the latest silver badge he obtained this morning into the altar, and then shook his closed hands while silently reciting the expected target in his heart.

Athena, Athena! Give me Athena!

Friends who have studied summoning know that summoning requires a catalyst, and the items are not fixed. It can be a scene, a sacrifice, or something that establishes a connection with the summoned target, commonly known as a holy relic.

As far as Lorne knows, when some fellow demons in the game circle traveled to the UK, they enthusiastically wanted to bring some of the local specialty - the red soil in front of King Arthur's tomb, clamoring to use it as a sacred relic to summon A beauty in a suit with a big stomach and a stupid hairy head won the Holy Grail War for them, and they no longer have to work 996 overtime.

Several times, based on their evil behavior of taking out several kilograms from the suitcase at every turn and posting pictures in groups, Lorne wondered if they were all bald on King Arthur's grave.

Of course, even if they have all these preparations, whether they draw cards online or practice offline, they will still be wrong when they should.

After all, Xuan will not change his fault, and Krypton will not change his fate. Some summonses rely on face, and some summons rely on crookedness. In this business, you have to accept your fate.

Therefore, Lorne, who was almost paralyzed, had no big hope. He could only wait and see whether the so-called [Dice of Chance] would abide by the European and African laws of conservation. Seeing as he personally pledged the Athena next door to be a saint. For the sake of the relic, give him a field bonus.

With blessing reaching his heart, Lorne decisively let go, and the twelve-sided die that fell on the table rolled a few times, and a scarlet number composed of blood-colored spears appeared on the front.

Ares?

Okay, it's crooked again...

Seeing the completely different emblems, Lorne raised his hand angrily, wanting to take back the dice. The moment he saw a silvery white character with blood in it, flashing and floating on the altar in his mind, exuding a violent and violent divinity. .

Lorne's originally disgusted gaze froze in an instant, and his pupils shrank sharply.

Actually, it’s this!

Meanwhile, Olympus, the Temple of Beauty.

The soft bed, which was shaking violently, suddenly stopped swinging. Ares, the God of War, who was waving his sword and fighting vigorously in the tent, trembled and his face turned red instantly.

"Accident, this is an accident! It must be because Hephaestus has been pestering me recently. I..."

"boom!"

Before Ares could finish his defense, Aphrodite's charming face was already covered with frost and disgust, and she kicked the useless weak man under the bed.

Originally, she had just come back from outside and heard about her lover's predicament, and she wanted to go to the battle in person to comfort him.

The result was another silver-like pewter spearhead, which looked good but was useless.

If I had known better, I should have stayed in Atlantis for a few more days.

Ares climbed up from the ground and wanted to prove that he was still strong, but as the familiar feeling of exhaustion came to his heart, his face suddenly turned dark and he was about to cry without tears.

Why are you here again!

At this moment, in a certain house in the city of Knossos.

Lorne felt the surging scarlet writing of divinity in his head, and was even so excited that he wanted to jump out of bed.

——The Divine Power of War·Infinite Martial Arts.

——I am the God of battle, and I am the God of terror. I will surely cause killings again and again, go through countless battlefields, sacrifice with blood, temper with fire, and reach the top!

As the arrogant divine words echoed in his mind, Lorne's hands tightly grasped the corners of the quilt, enduring the overbearing impact of the god of war on the altar in his mind.

At the same time, the corresponding information was reflected in his heart.

The so-called [Infinite Martial Arts] refers to an era in which martial arts have reached an almost unparalleled level. Such people can easily completely integrate their mind, body, and skills, even under the constraints of any mental conditions. , and can also exert its peak combat effectiveness.

As far as Lorne knew, there were only a handful of heroes in the entire heroic age of Greece who were worthy of this title.

The most famous of them is the future Hercules.

Thousands of years later, Lancelot, the Knight of the Lake in Celtic mythology, also had such an honor.

According to the original records, Lancelot had no defeat in his life. The Knights of the Round Table in the same row basically all have records of failure.

Legend has it that when King Arthur was assassinated, Lancelot was able to rush back from France, form an army by himself, protect King Arthur alone, block the attack of an army by himself, and walk away easily after the incident, and even After losing his weapon, he can easily poke the enemy's head with a tree branch.

Obviously, these two representatives of the pinnacle of martial arts are enough to prove the gold content of this title.

However, if martial arts does not reach a certain level, how can it be possible to integrate mind, body and skills?

Lorne looked at his too-white hands and couldn't help but feel suspicious.

However, as the divinity of war washed away, he soon realized the true meaning of the integration of the three core physical skills in [Infinite Martial Arts].

Heart: refers to the firm and unshakable heart and spirit, more likely to refer to perseverance and fighting will;

Skills: This is easy to understand. It refers to various martial arts skills, which can be learned through continuous fighting and training.

Physical: Naturally, the last thing is physical fitness, which can keep up with the level of technical performance.

In short, this means that even if you are disturbed and affected by various mental and physical aspects, you can still perfectly exert your full combat power.

To achieve this, you need a strong will + proficient martial arts skills + corresponding physical abilities, which is a comprehensive evaluation.

But thinking about it carefully, Lorne couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Although he has been promoted to a demigod, he has rich combat experience in fighting Titans and monsters, as well as a strong will to fight.

However, there is still a long way to go between this and the real [Infinite Martial Arts].

To reach this state, is it enough to just instill a sense of war divinity?

You know, even Ares himself, the God of Battle, has not fully reached the level of [Infinite Martial Arts].

Otherwise, the other main gods will not regard it as an experience pack and swipe it at will.

"Buzz!"

While Lorne was meditating on the sword, the silver oracle in his mind exploded into endless blood, and bloody and chilling battle scenes crazily crammed into his mind.

Blood! war! Kill! die!

The fierce figure wearing a bronze feathered helmet crown and leather sleeves on his arms sometimes wields a bronze spear of war, sometimes holds the sword of the God of War, and constantly pierces, sweeps, picks, and slashes the enemies coming from all directions. cut.

The figure exuding violent murderous intent became a giant beast that tore apart and devoured everything on the battlefield.

He is blessed with majesty, agility, and tirelessness in long battles.

He is the enemy of wisdom and the bane of life.

Blood flows freely, and lives are constantly being brutally harvested and dedicated to terror and death.

The headless Titan, the heartless nymph, the broken-winged dragon, the roaring hero...the figures that came one after another fell under his sword and fell in front of his spear.

As the last standing figure fell down, Lorne, who was facing the God of War, suddenly felt an extremely pure fighting spirit and madness rushing into his heart, and scarlet blood gradually filled the air and swept away. Come.

Suddenly, his eyes couldn't help but turn red, and his heart was beating like a heavy drum. The hot blood pumped out from it rushed to his limbs and bones, burning like flames in his body.

The urge to find an opponent and fight fiercely made him unable to control himself, and he jumped into the dark courtyard.

Lorne gritted his teeth and relied on the rationality he tried to maintain to break off a branch and chop it at the flowers and plants on the road.

In an instant, the surrounding branches and leaves were flying, the flowers were gone, and the entire nursery was in a mess.

Finally, after some catharsis, the uncontrolled blood energy in the body finally showed signs of easing.

However, before Lorne could figure out how to curb this unruly fighting spirit, a cold whisper came from behind him.

"Rough, too rough..."

Under the moonlight, Athena, who was wearing a plain white dress, looked at the mess on the ground with a look of disgust that would make a dog shake its head. She casually picked up a branch from the side, tapped her palms, and stepped over the broken flowers and leaves along the way. , walking towards Lorne who was holding a tree branch and making sword moves in the courtyard.

"Okay, let me teach you how to use the sword!"

In an instant, the unruly fighting spirit in Lorne's body burned like fire pouring fuel, and the [sword] in his hand involuntarily slashed at the goddess of wisdom.

A fierce battle is about to break out!

There are still 11 monthly passes left before I can get a badge. Please give some to the big guys who have it to satisfy the author's collecting habit.