Chapter 45 Son of God
"Assassination?"
Leonida recalled that the salty sea breeze was refreshing. Different from Sparta's traditional proposal, he had to think about it carefully!
"He dies, or we die."
Liu Yi's tone was firm. At this moment, he even gave birth to try to argue alone even if Leo Nida opposed it.
He has never seen Xerxes, let alone what the insider and historians have commented on him.
Through a few side contacts, I have fully felt that he is an arrogant, arrogant, unreasonable, capricious and happy man.
It can even be predicted that after the army was unprecedentedly obstructed, the madman said that he could not dare to take the white dragon fish and riskily recruited and surrendered Leonid to show his authority.
That kind of man will not begin to have such feelings of appreciation in such a short time. He tries to surrender, but I'm afraid that more does not consider the war damage or strategic level, but a kind of conceit, agance and complacency!
Even, Liu Yi felt that he just didn't want to waste too much time on this small pass, which made the expected destruction of Rashi's conquest of Greece a little!
He is not afraid of consumption and doesn't care how many deaths and injuries the Legion will have. What he cares about is time and the evaluation of future generations on this battle!
He needs a illustrious victory, not a victory he has already held in his hand!
That man, all tactical and strategic considerations against him, are futile!
"To deal with a madman, only the method of a madman is the most effective. Sprinkle? A knife!"
Leonida was silent and seemed to be hesitant.
He is a qualified warrior and a good king, but he is by no means an ambitious emperor, lacking the decisive spirit of the hero.
"No, in that case, Sparta is likely to be destroyed by the war."
Leonid refused and made a stupid decision.
There were some concerns, some persistence, some inexplicable and some hesitation behind this decision. Liu Yi couldn't see through it, but smiled.
"Good!"
He agreed, but in his heart, his murderous intention was more firm than before!
Leonid's hesitation is the conflict between reason and belief!
Afraid of angering the enemy, but a ridiculous excuse, how can Spartans be afraid of war?
The reasons for support or opposition are hidden in my heart, accounting for half of each.
So, the final decision is the fate of left and right, or--
Underworld interference!
Liu Yi feels that he has grasped a key! The key to breaking the game!
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Since he came here and began his mission, Liu Yi has had the illusion of being stuck in a quagmire, like an ant on a hot pot, spinning around and unable to find a way out.
Perception is suppressed, sharp facial features are lost, and the means to survive are half difficult. The two biggest cards - Lei Jue and the system, have become a bubble.
He has always shown no care, trying to convince himself from the bottom of his heart, and doesn't care how much he has lost.
This is very simple. There is no complexity of outsiders' imagination. After repeated aftertaste, it is enough to temporarily forget and lose.
But is that true?
Objective existence does not change because of subjective mentality, which can inspire the spirit and affect individuals at most.
He stimulated other reincarnation warriors and tried to trigger more clues through their "out of control".
He slaughtered the temple and sacrificed. On the surface, he was happy and enmity. Ostrev may be so impulsive. At this moment, there is a cold devil hidden in the heart of the warrior!
He is afraid of the master. He did not let the natural process change too much. He did not know the plot and knew the torrent of fate.
He stood high from the perspective of a bystander, occasionally moved suddenly, raised wildfire like lightning, and finally got nothing.
In the face of obvious criminal evidence and Persian gold coins, his heart was untouched, and he wanted to finally give up his intention to unveil it in advance.
In the face of a natural rejection, he seemed to have grasped something, which was slightly lower than "prediction" and obviously higher than "perception"!
No matter how perfect the circle is, the general trend that cannot be cracked, there are also weak links. Just see if it can be found!
The signs of repeated talent are too obvious. Not to mention zero, even if he dominates the existence of that level, he believes more in himself.
"Perception" is to observe other people's hazy thoughts, and it is not clear for the time being whether there is room for upgrading.
"Prediction", every time you encounter a fatal threat that can't be avoided, a clear warning picture will appear in your mind. Maybe some solemn killings will also have simple notices, but it's too vague.
So, can't there be anything else between the two?
He has now stepped into a game, a war under fate, and the master is a little flirting, so he has him.
This game is terrible. It is basically a dead game. Many obvious ways of life are just fork in the shortcut to death.
Naive ideas can be available, but they can't be hastily put into reality.
9 perusal mortality rate is based on standard incentives.
The torrent that affects fate is bound to get more rewards. At first glance, it does not seem to be contrary to the behavior supported by the master. After all, its own behavior is destroying fate.
Extra rewards, if the master defaults support, where is the extra danger?
plane will!
Maybe it's something more terrible than domination!
On the basis of 90% of the mortality rate, there is a 99 percent risk of mistakenly breaking into the restricted area to find the only trace of destroying the fate node.
Once he gets 1% of the luck and finds the key and opens the door, it seems that he has to face more difficulties.
The negative grass swims in the shallows, the road is getting farther and farther away, and the grass is getting heavier and heavier.
But he has to do this, because there is no way to live in normal mode!
At this time, he understood that the key to the task of war lies in familiarity with the war itself. His initial thinking was correct, and the simplest way to break the situation was to start from the task itself.
The orthodox way of life should be to stick to it, use perfect tactical control, and even use thousands of ant-like miscellaneous soldiers to do everything and stick to it for three days--
This vitality is obviously reserved for the tactical master!
With the standard mortality rate of 90%, everything is no longer harsh!
Moreover, his lucky insight into the second way of life can even be said to be a glimpse of a node that can be destroyed by fate, most of which belongs to the hope left by the master to the warriors!
Assassination!
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Liu Yi didn't understand why he knew so much, as if it was just an idea, and a large amount of information immediately emerged from the depths of his soul.
What fate, what node, what dominion, what plane will.
It seems that he knows those, understands and even is even familiar with them, and only awakens the dusty memories at the right time and through suitable inducements!
Liu Yi was a little trance. Just as he saw through the master's intention, these ideas recede like a tide and disappeared completely!
However, he has realized!
Faced with the crisis, he is unyielding.
In the face of despair, it is natural to sink the boat.
In two cases, two decisions show courage and are full of different meanings, which are not contradictory.
"Finally, I still know too little about the rules."
Liu Yi shook his head, and Leonida had left. He looked at the reef in the distance alone, sometimes standing, sometimes submerged by the tide.
There is no time to regret whether some clues have been ignored, such as more key to breaking the situation.
Speculate who can judge whether it is false before taking action. Maybe an idea that he thought was a joke would be easier to achieve.
A magnificent and tragic war, the haze covers the sun, and you can't see too much light.
On the other side, the city of Sparta is also shrouded in a bleak and dull and depressing atmosphere.
Sparta, in the governor's mansion.
At noon, the restless queen welcomed a new guest, a member of the Royal Party.
It is said that the royal party is actually caused by interests, and how much loyalty can politicians pay?
The whisper was inaudible, but the expressions of the two could not be faked.
For a simple conversation, the Queen obviously doesn't ask for much, hoping to give a public speech in the parliament. Xi Lang is good at using this means, which does not mean that it is his patent.
The person hesitated for a moment and finally nodded.
Xia Mo did not use the cicada spy this time. She was cleaning next door, which coincided with the meeting, so she quietly listened.
Spartans are not very vigilant in this regard, or lowering the volume represents vigilance. Unexpectedly, there are strangers around them.
Hearing the two directly pointing to the purpose of bringing down Xi Lang, Xia Mo broke out in a cold sweat.
Feared that the woman would throw the heaviest bargaining chip, but fortunately, the queen did not mention the evidence of the crime.
In Sparta, the greatest wealth of a woman as beautiful as a queen is undoubtedly herself.
Xia Mo, who is familiar with the plot, knows what she will do for it, and occasionally sympathizes with her regret.
At this time, I would rather regret that it came true, hating the man who threw the heavier weight into the queen's hand!
He knows her mission!
This method is obviously to let the originally balanced forces of the two sides tilt quietly. How can she fish in muddy water?
At the same time, Xi Lang was making a generous speech in front of a large group of legislators.
Some of them benefited from him and cheered loudly at the right time.
The people who were secretly competing between the two sides did not know that a man, Kellerson, who also had the title of "general", stared at the table in the east of the station outside Spartan city.
There are three things on the table, a spear, a box of gold, and a bag of Persian gold coins.
Looking back on the night before, the man who had a very shout in the army, the warrior who refused to grant the status of general by His Majesty at a young age, the most special and lonely one of his many friends, said to him indifferently. Words.
He didn't believe it at first, but the man directly fell down a pile of gold coins.
He still didn't believe it, but when he arrived at the temple overnight, he was shocked.
Who doesn't have a circle? Kellerson has it, and of course Ostolev has it.
Kellerson is one of the younger generals in the kingdom, and he can mobilize 2,000 direct lines, which does not mean that he has a political position comparable to military strength!
The man left only one sentence, which brought him endless wealth for a lifetime.
The man left one more sentence, which made him greedy and afraid.
"What on earth should I do?"
Kellerson held the handle of the spear in his right hand, held the gold ingot in his left hand, and stared at the blood-stained gold coin!
Rights, wealth, morality and friendship.
How to choose these things.
When there is a sword of Dakmos that will fall at all times hanging overhead, the right to free choice is left a few points.
"He will die."
"Will he die?"
If friendship and morality are the first things to be abandoned in front of wealth and power, then don't let the vested and readily available collide again and rub out the spark of hesitation.
At the same time, what is abandoned first is not only ignored by one party? The restrained rope is broken, and both ends can free up their hands and feet!
Love is like an invisible chain.
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"The key to breaking the situation should be in the war itself!"
Murong's eyes were blind and muttered to himself.
"Previously, I was too arrogant to think I had come to a fairyland-like place. Unexpectedly, the cruel impact of the pen and the impact of the picture was so huge.
With a wry smile, he sat on the rock and stared at the tall man.
"You and I are both wrong. The Lord God's choice is never random. He gives stronger people more things."
Murong clasped the ground with his hands and made a few marks on the soft soil.
When you clenched your fist, you can feel that it is not strength, but wet and cold soil.
"I'm not willing! I really don't want to!"
Murong said to himself and glanced at the green belt master who claimed to be worse than him.
The man had long lost his fighting spirit and was scared.
God knows how a guy who claims to be a strong fighter can face war and pus.
In return, the shade covering the sky in the morning is really desperate!
A word suddenly popped out of Murong's mind, recalling the vanguard army that saw Xerxes from afar--
"Spell the whip to break the river!"
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"I think it should not be difficult to attract the support of more Spartan warriors with your identity."
Abrupt voice suddenly sounded from behind him, and Liu Yi did not return his head, planning a useful assassination in various occasions.
If Xerxes is really stupid enough to serve the white dragon fish, even if this opportunity is not great, it is ultimately the best situation. Otherwise, sneaking into the enemy's camp at night is not a different option.
Of course, you should grasp the time. If it is really as expected, after Xerxes dies, the other party will fight and retreat.
The requirements of task 1 must be kept for three days and must not be repelled in advance.
The war ended early, and even if only half of it may be mistakenly judged as a failure of the mission, the risk is not worth it.
If Xerxes himself is an envoy, it is another matter, of course, he will be killed on the spot. The risk of being misjudged is not high.
Waiting for the opportunity or creating opportunities needs to be weighed, just like how to choose task two!
Murong stood on the edge of the cliff and frowned at the extremely arrogant man in front of him, just like his standing posture.
From some details, it is not difficult to find that this person seems to have great confidence to tide over the difficulties.
Maybe his initial judgment about the newcomer was fundamentally wrong.
Mo Rong thought so.
"I'm here with sincerity."
Shame and anger are nothing in the face of the threat of death. Mu Yun repeatedly lowered his posture.
In fact, if the soldiers hadn't had no intention of taking him at this time, they would have been unreasonably obstructed if he connected with this person.
Liu Yi raised his eyebrows and saw the door of the enemy camp open in the distance, and he could hear some gongs and drums against the wind!
"What do you think would happen if Xerxes was slaughtered at this time?"
Liu Yi is not sure whether it is a new round of the enemy's display, or another messenger full of maggots, or indeed the most impossible possibility according to his guess--
Xerxes is so arrogant that he is completely arrogant!
He was not sure. At this time, ecstasy and hesitation converged, and his mood was complicated. He actually took care of the miscellaneous fish that he despised from the bottom of his heart.
After all, he has some information that he doesn't know!
Murong's eyes were not as good as Liu Yi's. Following his eyes, he could only see a large sea fog.
I can't see what the other party sees, but I understand the meaning.
"It's better not to!"
Murong was shocked.
"Although there was indeed a good opportunity to assassinate Xerxes in the plot, the idiot actually tried to recruit Leonid, far away from the headquarters, and only brought a group of slaves."
"However, the Lord God can't leave such an obvious flaw, and there must be a trap behind it!"
"Lord God?"
Liu Yi heard a different word again. When he released the task, he had already passed on the way he called it by default.
Unless you have a preconceived and stubborn perception of a similar situation, you will ignore this officially announced message.
"Sure enough, are you here?"
Liu Yi whispered that his eyesight was not as good as before, and he was still much better than ordinary people.
He can even faintly identify the gorgeous chariot that came from afar. Except for the unknown number of cooli under the seat, there is only a small team of guards around him!
"How come!"
He guessed that with Xerxes' arrogance, he would send envoys twice in a row and surrender three times, and he was likely to make such a boring decision again.
Arrogance does not mean that it is brain-damaged!
"Xexus, are you very good at fighting?"
This is the second question Liu Yi asked today and the second sentence he said to Murong.
He never knows how to be polite to the dead. Squeeze out one point more value, which is one point.
No matter how good the hostility is hidden, it can't hide his perception.
"Eh~"
Murong was a little difficult to adapt to Liu Yi's way of thinking. He muttered that the guy who was suspected to be a senior in front of him had not given up his crazy plan.
If he knew that Liu Yi had slaughtered the temple, he might not think so.
"Shi Zai, he must not fight. But the scene we are in is very similar to the real history, which is closer to the plot of the virtual movie. In the movie, although he did not show a fighting side, he was indeed extremely strong, one head taller than Leo Nida.
Murong hesitated for a moment and decided to tell the truth. Whether the other party knows that the plot is testing him or subconsciously has this question, it has nothing to do with his plan, and gaining trust is the first step.
Liu Yi thought about something, nodded, then turned around and looked down at Murong, who only reached his chest.
"If you want to reflect your value, I will now give you a task to kill another reincarnation before sunrise tomorrow. You know, who am I talking about?
staring at Murong coldly, the weak side stepped back a few steps, full of horror.
Killing means that this kind of thing comes from consciousness. If you kill too much, you will naturally form a mentality of contempt for life, and it will become the so-called demon of Buddhism.
What kind of murderous, grudge and condensed resentment are all appearances, and consciousness is the fundamental.
As long as the soul is still there, even if the body is changed, even if the original owner of the body is a waste bullied by individuals.
So a strong man who has really entered the devil's way can still stare at others with one look, and his heart is broken.
This is power, power, and has nothing to do with power.
In fact, Ostrov himself is not a good person, a bloody butcher.
Murong lowered his head in a panic and did not dare to look at Liu Yi, as if the window straight through his heart was two open whirlpools that devouring the soul.
"Okay, okay~"
There was no shirk, and the only remaining rabbit died and fox did not dare to reveal his sadness. Murong agreed.