Chapter 48 Miracle
"My comrades-in-arms, my relatives!"
Before the bonfire, Liu Yi opened his arms, replaced the position of the general's previous statement and looked around.
He is not a qualified politician, and he is speechless at this time.
Everyone is waiting for his impassioned encouragement, even the general and the king.
His current status image is obviously detached!
Liu Yi silently lowered his arm, and some non-Spartan people peeped at each other.
"I don't know how to improve your morale. I thought we have been doing this since we were born, so we won't tremble even in the face of the devil."
The deep voice seems not to be talking about your own powerlessness, but some kind of loss of the status quo.
Shaking his head and looking at the ashamed and gloomy Spartan warrior, Liu Yi suddenly raised his eyebrows.
"It was not until yesterday that I found out that I was wrong!"
roared and shook a hundred miles, and many onlookers were scared to the ground.
The bright eyes stared at the warriors with red cloaks. The red dye had already been purified, and the rest was rich and bloody!
"I was wrong! So we didn't do this from birth! Long before the origin of our lives, in the last century, in the last century, in the last century, we have been doing this!"
Saying something that the reinforcements and soldiers couldn't understand at all, the dark eyes of the Spartan warriors in the inner circle suddenly became hot.
In the distance, many seriously injured Spartan soldiers, when they heard Liu Yi's voice, stood up, dragged their bodies, and walked towards the dazzling man under the bonfires and bonfires!
"Our body is so fragile under the devil's butcher's knife. Our blood gradually dried up, and our bodies slowly fell down, but when did our soul, the burning flame, go out again!"
"It's just the body that is tired, not the heart! Weakness is just hands and feet, not fighting spirit! Inheriting the ancient spirit, he will not succumb to oppression! The gods of Olympus gave Sparta a mission to fight, so the Spartans gave birth to their own gods!"
"I saw your heroic posture on the throne! Sparta's soul is loaded with a new inheritance mission with the fallen body! Even if the Spartan warriors will die in battle, your spirits will never die! Your next generation, the next generation, will inherit the glory and set foot on the Persian mainland!"
The Spartans showed a tragic atmosphere, which was a kind of backwater pride that dared to throw the spear into heaven!
"Roar! Roar! Roar!"
"Dead battle! Deadly battle! Fight to the death!"
"Revenge! Revenge! Revenge!"
Under the leadership of the general, the Spartans roared repeatedly. The reinforcements could not stand this atmosphere and had long been far away.
Liu Yi held his head high, opened his arms, and pressed his palms down.
The Spartans immediately calmed down.
"But!!!"
Release your own aura, extraordinary strength, and the red cloak warriors look up to him in awe!
"But hatred should not be left until tomorrow! You shouldn't leave only tombstones to carry glory!"
After completely contradictory words, when Leo Nida heard the words, his eyes flashed suddenly and stroked the pendant worn by the queen around his neck.
He understood, it was a turning point, a turning point on the verge of death!
"So!!!"
"I'm coming!!!"
Liu Yi roared, and the blue veins on his forehead were exposed, showing the power of man, flesh and blood, masculinity and anger!
"I came down from the throne! I came here! I brought authority! I will also bring victory!!!"
Stepping heavily on the ground, the ground cracked a gap.
It seems that it can carry the weight of everything and can't stand his weight at all!
"I am the God of War! I'm a Spartan!!!"
Liu Yi roared, how can he care about the problem of blaspying? He wants to save himself, and he wants to bet on his last life!
He never saw a lightning that had been hovering over the hot spring and suddenly went away.
At the end of the legendary world, on the Spartan Mountain, the throne of the Olympian gods.
A certain invisible roar came from afar, echoing with him and connecting with him!
The surrounding space changes with the atmosphere, and the body's perception of the lightning element is more obscure, as if the road to practice is destroyed by some existence!
Liu Yi seemed to be unaware of the obscure divinity in the depths of his soul, as if he had received a great supplement at the same time!
War! War! War!
He heard that something was awakening in the depths of his soul!
"War! Killing! Death!"
Liu Yi roared out of control, and a foot-long white light leaked in his eyes, and his whole pupil turned golden in an instant!
"It turns out that there is really a divinity hidden in my soul!"
If the last thought fades, Liu Yi, who has a vision on his body, slowly suspended in mid-air.
A big invisible hand held him, constantly transforming his violently developed body and repairing all kinds of acne!
The Spartans, including the king, were half kneeling on the ground. They worshipped not Liu Yi, but some nobler existence behind him-
God of War, Kratos!
was still taboo not long ago!
All the Greek city-state reinforcements crawled down. Unlike the Spartans, even if they express fanatical worship, they still retain the dignity of soldiers.
These militiamen threw their bodies to the ground and trembled, praying for the tolerance and mercy of the God of War.
They can't believe the exaggerated reports of the scouts, or the boast of a Spartan madman. But they have to believe the facts and amazing miracles!
A piece of scripture wrapped around Liu Yi, and it passed on to the minds of the surrounding Spartan warriors:
Seven-vein spirit dispersal technique, nine-orifical desperate heart method, free disintegration, crazy demon self-explosion!
Taboos, these are forbidden spells that even Liu Yi dares not pass on to others lightly, which are more terrible and vicious than the so-called magic skills!
What kind of broken fist, heart-breaking fist, practicing until a great success, you can still live for two years.
If ordinary people perform these forbidden spells casually once, they will be killed on the spot.
A forbidden spell penetrated into the body of the Spartans with passages that can be identified by the naked eye.
Those scriptures have become their deep-rooted memories, and those are visible, golden and brilliant, and are the meager magic power given by the God of War!
A ecstasy appeared on the Spartan's face, and the wounded felt the rapidly healing body, praising miracles and miracles.
They are full of confidence in the future war!
Murong stared at the man floating in the air with complicated eyes. The light from the man's eyes had pierced the sky.
"Hidden task?"
In my heart, I tasted the sweet and sour, and the rest was bitter jealousy.
"God of War Kratos, he is also a Spartan. Why didn't I expect it!"
Regretted, sighed and gratified.
He experienced the free disintegration, just like a miser holding valuable treasures. Although I wonder how the Olympian God of War will teach this skill with obvious oriental traces, no matter what, this is a life-saving stunt.
When the God of War gave the skill, he guaranteed its harmlessness. Murong was a little worried and soon stopped hesitating.
...
"A heterogeneous, traveler, you are very special."
"You pretended to be me and desecred theocracy. I should have destroyed you."
"Thank you for not passing so fast. I still remember that I am a Spartan."
"You are very lucky, really lucky. If it's later, I will even forget myself, by then--"
"It turns out that becoming a god is not happy. If even what I cherish most will be forgotten.
"The plane traveler, the son of the divine line, there is no need to thank me. I just ignited what should have been awakened for you."
"Who put those vicious seals on you?"
"You are a special person, more special than divine descent and plane travel itself."
"As a Spartan, this is the last thing I can do for Sparta."
"As a person who has helped you, I don't need your thanks, but please remember--
"If one day you go to a plane, in a place also called Sparta, you meet a woman named Lysandra. Tell her that I love her."
"I am, Kratos!"
"Wake up, lucky boy. Wake up, the man with a fog hidden behind him. Wake up and feel the magic of the plane and the charm of the long river of time.
"Forget the stupid way of thunder, forget the ridiculous tricks, forget the weakness rooted in the soul, and forget the inexplicable concerns on the verge of despair!"
"Remember, courage, no excuses, no other people's temptations, no scene cooperation!"
"You are never afraid of death, are you? Mysterious creatures! Don't let the glitz cover your eyes, you are not afraid!"
"Ah~what did I see! That's a knife! What did I see! That's a brave man who really stands between heaven and earth!"
"You will, go, farther than me, lucky guy..."
...
"Lucky?"
Liu Yi did not agree. When he stepped on the ground, the bonfire had been extinguished, and the sky was slightly white.
Take a deep breath and exhale like thunder!
This body will never be qualified to control lightning.
This body made him feel an absolute power stronger than the body!
"First-class!"
Boom!
A punch came out, and it was a sound burst.
Liu Yi's eyes showed strong confidence. He even wanted to return to the main plane immediately, beat the hateful man and smash him into a cooking cake!
Of course, he knows that this is just a luxury.
Not to mention the current dilemma, even if you really return to the main plane, the gap between the first-class superior and the real super first-class master is still longer than the Gyeonggi city wall!
What's more—
Feel the golden magic power attached to the surface of the muscle fiber texture, which is the source of unparalleled power, which is different from the infinite strength of the real body master. His strength is based on inexhaustible divine power!
Through the soul, he can see the thin faiths pouring around him. There is some kind of flame burning in the depths of the soul, which are devouring and absorbing these beliefs, strengthening himself, and spitting out a trace of golden brilliance.
The supply of divine power is too weak, the divine fire is still the seed, not even the seed, and can only supply the normal strength of the body after being transformed. Once it is too intense, the energy consumption is too fast, or it is hit hard, it is easy to return to its original shape!
"The demigod?"
Liu Yi understands that this body can no longer be strengthened at will, because he embarks on a road that has never been tried before!
However, if you just face the level of war like yesterday!
"enough!"
He is a god!
...
Next to the coast, in the open space, in the middle of the Xerxes camp, the main account was lifted up, and the waiters bowed and lined up in two rows.
The calm Xxes walked slowly, stepped on the bright red carpet laid by others in advance, and walked towards the chariot.
He looked up and glanced at the direction of the hot spring pass, with a trace of sarcasm on his face.
"A new god of war? Son of the God of War?"
Lazyly stretched out, their movements were very different from the majesty of the past, and the waiters automatically lowered their eyes.
Xlexis looked around the continuous camp, pointed casually in a certain direction, and told the general behind him indifferently:
"Today, let them go to war. They can't overcome the pass before noon, and the centurion will behead with * officials."
Just such a frivolous sentence, he decided the life and death of thousands of generals under his command, and Xerxes was such a man who cares his life.
The eyes of the servant behind him flashed, and he should accept it.
The scope is a little larger when the master points to that piece. Which unlucky guy is going to fight? There is a lot of water in it!
Of course Xerxes knew that he just didn't care.
In fact, when he is happy, he is a beggar who looks good and can immediately give high-ranking officials a good salary.
It's just a little bit of oil and water, he doesn't care.
Walking slowly, I listened to the howls of wild animals in the depths of the camp, which made people chill.
Xxesius outlined a smile on his lips, and he felt the fear of the waiter.
He likes the fears of others, which will bring him more power!
"Oh, that's right!"
Suddenly, he stopped, and the attendants on both sides pressed their bodies lower for fear of being noticed by him.
"I remember that maybe it's time to let the little guys who came last night go out for a walk."
Hearing the little guy's words, the servant behind Xerxes twitched the corners of his mouth.
"Well, it's better to be late. If those wastes can't capture the hot spring pass, I'm looking forward to their performance."
"Whatever you wish, Your Majesty."
No one knows where those horrible creatures came from, as if they had fallen from the sky and appeared out of thin air.
No one knows why such a horrible creature, Xerxes is still not satisfied and secretly ordered a bloody transformation.
Xxes didn't say anything, and others dared not ask.
As long as he is satisfied, as he said, there has always been a rich reward. He is a generous god.
The close ministers have long been used to these, and it's not surprising.
Wouldn't it be better for the allied soldiers to deepen their fear of the king of kings?
The Prime Minister thought that was not good, so he died before the expedition.
Xixis was in a high-seat chariot, looking at the direction of the hot spring pass with a casual expression, as if facing a ridiculous shadow play instead of flesh and blood battlefield.
...
"Queen, you are looking for me."
Xia Mo respectfully saluted, and the morning sun shone through the window. The graceful figure sprinkled on the ground, and the golden wheat curve was particularly attractive.
The queen nodded and solemnly handed over a bag of gold coins to her, as if she had made some important decision.
"Yes, Nell, you are my most trusted friend. Now, go and give these evidences to Senator Fair. He knows what to do.
Xia Mo took a deep breath and nod his head in awe.
If it had been yesterday, maybe she would have been disturbed by the queen's sudden movements. Now--
Xia Mo firmed an idea, held the bag and gave a salute before turning around.
"Wait, Nell!"
When she walked outside, the queen suddenly stopped her.
Xia Mo looked back doubtfully.
"You know, it's dangerous that I didn't want you to participate in it. In fact, my husband can't wait for another two days. I had a bad dream last night.
Xia Mo breathed a sigh of relief. She thought the woman had found something.
"Nil, I know very well that you have always liked Ostroff. In return from their expedition, I will ask Your Majesty to marry you in return.
The queen obviously knows her maid very well, but of course she is not the one in front of her.
Xia Mo had never noticed that there was such a vague feeling left in the fragments of consciousness. She always thought that the little maid only respected and admired the man full of glory.
Nodding shyly, Xia Mo whispered:
"Queen, you can trust me."
Waving with a smile, signaling the girl to leave. In fact, the queen herself did not understand why she was hesitant to entrust this big event to the most trusted maid.
"It's an illusion."
She honestly believes.
...
"Delusion?"
"No, it must be shrouded in some kind of force!"
Overlooking the enemy, the smoke curled up. In addition to being easy to defend and difficult to attack, the wide vision of the defenders is also a potential advantage.
Liu Yi thought so and withdrew the faint perception of radiation.
He found that since the awakening of divinity, not only has the soul power improved a little, but also the control of spiritual power has increased significantly.
Of course, perhaps before that, when yesterday evening's death battle inexplicably broke through the master's imprisonment of the soul and awakened some power that did not belong to divinity.
At that time, he could precisely control his spiritual power, but now it is more rounded.
Despair and hope hovered on the death line, and the tense nerves dared to relax for a moment.
Who knows if there is only one cold arrow before; the giant elephant rhinoceros in Murong's so-called plot is really clumsy and fragile? Just looking scary?
At least Liu Yi doesn't think so.
"With a 50% survival rate, we will definitely survive, right?"
A firm voice came from behind him. Although half of the mortality rate is terrible, it corresponds to at least an equal amount of vitality.
Liu Yi dares not tell him the truth. He does not think that everyone can be as calm as him in the face of 90% mortality.
"Of course, as long as you do what I say."
Liu Yi's tone is more determined than Murong, which is easy to infect others.
"Thank you."
Murong looked at the increasingly tall figure with a complicated expression.
"You're welcome."
"Enemy attack!!!"
The general's roar suddenly sounded, which was the best horn.
more than 230 people lined up in an instant, including Murong, before the corpse mountain.
Those militiamen who were scattering deworming, petrochemical and disinfectant powder at the corpses hurried back to the customs.
Today, these soldiers have no backup. In the first battle yesterday, 100 reinforcements were almost destroyed.
Today, they look at the man standing alone in front of the battle, holding a long knife in his hands and looking into the enemy's array, they are extremely confident.
They are God's warriors, blessed by God and guided by God's incarnation.
They are Sparta, and they will be invincible!
"Kill!!!"
The enemy was still inside and outside. Liu Yi grabbed the knife with his backhand and quickly charged towards the Wan army alone.
At the order of the king, the Spartan warriors formed a solid shield and advanced step by step, as they had always done in the past.
The two armies had not yet clashed, and the barbarian front camp of the Persian army first set off a bloody rain.
Extinued two-handed sword, half an inch thick, one palm wide, seven feet long.
This murder weapon with blood groove and serrated back was given by Kratos last night!
Of course, it is not an artifact or magic soldier, but sharp and strong enough!
It seems that the new God of War is also very poor, but this is enough for Liu Yi!
Barbarian warriors with a long knife flying and an average height of eight and a half feet often raise an axe and are already in a different place.
Liu Yi doesn't even need to use the spiritual field, relying on his combat consciousness and strong basic physical quality. Where he passes, he is like a rice field gnawed by locusts.
A glimpse of the shadow, a flash of blood, and a behead!
This kind of devastation and refreshing feeling is simply extremely refreshing.
Overcoming the bloody pungent smell and the torture of sticky scarlet vision, killing can bring great pleasure to men.
Yesterday, the haze swept away, and Liu Yi rushed all the way to the Chinese army, like a tiger entering the flock of sheep, hoping to look up to the sky and roar.
The bitterness came, the knife fell, and the battle flag fell to the ground!