"Pu!"
Another centurion fell.
Holding a small shield in one hand and a sword in the other, Prince Paris was invincible. All the attacking Spartan warriors fell under his sword. The stairs were covered in blood. He shouted, "Who's next?"
There was silence. No one was a match for Prince Paris. Attacking him would mean death. However, Sparta did not lack warriors. A few voices said, "Let me."
Another seven or eight Spartan warriors rushed up the stairs. Pei Zi Yun threw away the broken bronze sword, and the servant handed him a new one.
Pei Zi Yun, who had received the sword, looked at the seven or eight Spartan warriors rushing up and also rushed over.
Seven or eight Spartan warriors held spears in their hands and stood in different positions. They surrounded Pei Zi Yun and stabbed the spears in their hands.
This kind of attack was not something a single person could resist.
"Shield Strike!" A cold light flashed in Pei Zi Yun's eyes. He moved with the shield, drawing an arc in the air and colliding with the seven or eight spears. The spears all bounced back.
Pei Zi Yun took advantage of the situation and advanced at an extremely fast speed. The theory behind it was very simple. He used his shield to defend and break through the enemy's formation, and his sword would take the opportunity to kill. In a flash, seven or eight Spartan warriors were completely defeated.
Mount Olympus
The gods looked at the scene in Sparta's palace and saw that Paris's swordsmanship was clean and efficient. In the blink of an eye, he killed all eight warriors. The gods looked at each other and then turned to look at Ares.
"This is Ares' swordsmanship."
While the gods were thinking, they heard Pei Zi Yun shout, "This is the sword and shield technique taught by Queen Mompenthesilya. It is also a swordsmanship from Ares. Who else dares to fight?"
In fact, if one did not have internal energy, the sword and shield technique was much more scientific and effective than the so-called Flying Immortal. Pei Zi Yun deeply understood this point.
Not to mention other things, the short shield could easily protect the body's vital parts. If one person used a sword, they would have to expend several times more energy to achieve the same goal.
However, the swordsmanship of the Da Xu world was not useless. On the contrary, a master who could single-handedly fight the world with a sword would be much more powerful after obtaining a shield.
It was the same as a martial arts master. Once he got his hands on a modern gun, he could kill his way in and out of a city with just a handgun — as long as he did not run out of bullets and did not have heavy firepower.
Not to mention anything else, it didn't seem difficult to eliminate an enemy with a single bullet, but in fact, this kind of terror could only be understood by experts.
"Small shield, it can save 78% of my movement and strength." This was Pei Zi Yun's own assessment. With a "pa" sound, the shield had only moved a few centimeters when the spear struck it, causing sparks to fly. Following this, a crack appeared on the shield, and the sword light pierced through it, causing blood to splatter everywhere.
"Kill!" Not only was Pei Zi Yun attacking, the soldiers of Troy were also advancing. All the Spartan soldiers who were blocking their way fell to the ground and died.
A centurion of Troy stepped forward and said, "Prince Paris, most of the Spartan palace guards are dead, but the surroundings of the palace have been alerted. The citizens may pick up their weapons and come here soon. We should retreat quickly to avoid being surrounded by them. Even if they are citizen soldiers, we cannot underestimate them."
"Mm, you are right, but our mission has not been completed. How about this, you lead a group of soldiers and slaves to the palace to search for gold and goods, and try to take away as many valuable things as possible."
"The rest of the people will follow me to the Queen's bedroom, and take their beautiful Queen Helen back to Troy to wash away our humiliation."
"Revenge."
"Revenge."
The soldiers and slaves roared in anger.
Pei Zi Yun raised his eyebrows, "I don't know what kind of divine power the gods used to boost their morale, and it's still working. I wonder what these people will think when they calm down?"
"Is this Athena's power, or Ares's?"
"If this was the world of Da Xu, if this power could be used on a scale of ten thousand people, it would be like a cheat to conquer the world."
Thinking like this, the army quickly killed their way to Queen Helen's bedroom.
At this moment, Pei Zi Yun's heart was neither sad nor happy. Aphrodite's pink power had been suppressed by the space, and was slowly turning into his own power.
Coming here was completely in accordance with the "script" of the gods, to take Helen back.
Walking into the Queen's bedroom, Pei Zi Yun slightly released the suppressed pink power, and his heart instantly burned with the flames of love.
He saw Helen's face flushed and looking at him with a look of surprise. He quickly walked up to Helen, grabbed her hand, and said, "Helen, when I was holding a sacrifice at the Temple of Artemis on Silsila Island, I saw your figure. From that moment on, my heart was completely captivated by you. "
"I'm going to take you away now, back to Troy on the other side of the sea, and let you … become my wife, Paris, just like Onone. Promise me."
Helen nodded her head excitedly and threw herself into Pei Zi Yun's arms.
"Alright, Helen, let's go, I'll take you away now." With that, Pei Zi Yun took Helen's hand and led her out of the palace.
Along the way, there were robbers and soldiers carrying large amounts of gold and goods.
At this moment, Pei Zi Yun's heart had once again regained its calm. On the way back to the pier, he could clearly feel that the gazes of the gods were gradually decreasing, until there were only one or two, and they were also becoming indifferent.
The gods had given up on watching. The "big picture" had been set, and even the gods had lost interest in continuing to watch. Taking advantage of the gap in the gods' surveillance, Pei Zi Yun quickly sank his consciousness into the void.
The small palace floated in the darkness. Pei Zi Yun focused his mind and saw that the surroundings of the palace were filled with a pink mist. The mist flowed through the countless statues. Unfortunately, regardless of whether it was the statues or the pillars, the pink mist was unable to penetrate them.
"I can feel it gradually transforming into my power, but the speed is not fast." Pei Zi Yun was now in his original appearance, and his soul body was wearing the robes of the Dao Monarch of the Great Xu Dynasty.
"This might be all the inheritance I can bring out — but just a little will do."
"Suppress."
With a loud shout, Pei Zi Yun pointed at the space from afar. The space trembled, and the pink power was instantly swallowed up by the extremely strong suction force coming from the space.
His consciousness moved, and he saw that there was another marble pillar. This pillar was not a pillar, but looked like the foundation of the palace. The pink power circled around it, and turned into a statue of a goddess.
Compared to the iron statue, this pillar seemed to be made of copper, and the statue was made of silver. After all, this was formed by Aphrodite's divine power.
At this moment, a pink fog seeped out from the pillar. This fog was very small, but every time it seeped out, the system's numbers would jump.
"It is indeed divine power. I feel that my power is increasing very quickly." Pei Zi Yun sighed in his heart.
"System." A Plum Blossom appeared in front of him, and it quickly enlarged, turning into an information interface with a faint sense of light. He looked at it with his consciousness.
"Hero Bloodline: Second Tier (161.3%)"
"Now is not the time to level up." Pei Zi Yun regained his senses. To an outsider, all this happened in an instant, and the army had already returned to the fleet.
In the distance, the city of Sparta was a boiling cauldron of voices. Flames burned continuously, and killing intent rushed out.
Sparta, like many other cities, had a citizen army. In other words, the citizens were the army. However, there were not many citizens in the city. At its peak, there were only nine thousand (male) citizens. Now, there were even fewer. Furthermore, Menelaus had transferred a thousand away, and there were at most three thousand citizens in the city. However, these three thousand citizens were still not enough to resist.
"Set sail immediately!" When Pei Zi Yun reached the fleet, he saw that the gold and goods were all packed, and decisively gave the order to set sail.
Pei Zi Yun wanted to escape from Greece and return to Troy as soon as possible. Otherwise, if Menelaus caught up with him, he would have to fight him. Although he wasn't afraid of Menelaus, Pei Zi Yun didn't want to fight him at this point in time.
He also did not want the gods to intervene.
"Yes, many times, the gods will personally intervene in the battlefield. For example, they will deflect the spears, or use fog to block vision, etc."
"However, these will consume the gods' grace. The gods' grace is not unlimited."
"The amount of intervention that I or Prince Paris can owe is not much."
"Set sail."
The entire fleet quickly set sail, and the slaves also worked hard to row the oars. Not long after, the ships were like arrows that had left the bow, speeding towards Troy.
However, as soon as the fleet reached the sea, the turbulent sea suddenly calmed down. Everyone's expression changed.
"Boom!" A huge crack suddenly appeared on the surface of the sea. The waves split apart, and the old God of the Sea, Nereus, emerged from the water, wearing a crown of reed flowers. His white hair and beard were dripping with water.
The entire fleet was like a nail nailed to the surface, unable to move an inch. Everyone was so frightened that they knelt down. They could only hear Nereus loudly announce a terrible prophecy to the entire fleet.
"An ominous bird is flying in front of your ships. The Greeks are coming with their army. They will break up your sinful union and destroy the ancient empire of Priam!"
"Sigh, how many lives will the people of Dardania have to sacrifice for you! Athena had already put on her helmet and raised her shield! This bloody battle will last for many years. Only the wrath of a hero can stop the destruction of your city! When the appointed time comes, the homes of the Trojans will be burned to ashes by the Greeks! "
The old God of the Sea, Nereus, did not stay for long after his prophecy. He quickly dived back into the sea.
The crack on the surface of the sea closed up again, and the waves once again crashed against the sides of the ships. Everything that had just happened seemed like an illusion that had never happened.
"Prince Paris!" The people on the fleet were filled with fear at this ominous prophecy. This was a world ruled by gods, and even the gods said that there would be ominous events. They suddenly felt that a great disaster was about to befall them.
"God, directly interfering with human affairs." Seeing this, Pei Zi Yun deeply felt that this was different from the Great Xu Dynasty. In the past, gods had descended, but they still looked like humans. But this time, the sea had parted, the waves had calmed, and the body that was more than ten meters tall was different.
Hearing this prophecy, Pei Zi Yun knew that the God of the Sea was not exaggerating. To outsiders, he seemed to have woken up from his love. He said to the captain, "Quick, find an island. I want to pray to the gods."
"Turn the entire fleet."
The entire fleet turned and headed for the nearest uninhabited island.
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