Mount Olympus
Zeus closed his eyes on his dazzling throne in the palace.
"Are you not going to watch anymore?" Hermes held an exquisite golden harp in his arms, his fingers carelessly plucking the strings.
"Kronos has been hit by Hercules' arrow. This arrow has been soaked in the poisonous blood of the hydra. Unless he is a god, he will not be able to escape death."
The hydra's poisonous blood was ineffective against a god. At most, it would cause him some pain.
"Since Poseidon did not intervene, there is nothing to watch. Mortals always think that we are watching, but even a god does not have a reason to be so busy."
Zeus looked at the thick clouds, which were permeated with red. "There is more and more blood in the war. Even the clouds are red."
"Respectable father, according to your plan, there is not much blood."
"Hermes, you are right. But recently, everything has been going smoothly. The news of the death of the Greeks has reached Greece. Many cities have decided to send more troops or participate in the war." Zeus raised his golden wine cup and drank it in one gulp. "… Everything is good."
"Everything will be as you wish, almighty Lord God." Hermes said with a smile.
Troy Palace
Pei Zi Yun escorted Kronos back to the palace. At this time, Kronos was already on a bed. The best doctor in the palace had been invited to treat him.
At this moment, even if Kronos was made of iron, he could only lie on the bed and groan in pain. In such a short period of time, his wound had already started to fester. It was clear that the poison on the arrow was very strong.
The doctor used many medicines, many of which were secret medicines of the palace. But they could not stop Kronos' wound from worsening, let alone treat it.
"King Priam, we have tried our best. The poison in King Kronos' body is too strong. It does not seem like a poison of this world. This kind of poison can only be treated by a god. If not, it will be very difficult to stop the wound from worsening." An older doctor said.
Priam nodded his head heavily, thanking the doctor for his help.
The few doctors bid farewell to Priam with helpless expressions. It was not that they did not want to treat Kronos, but they did not have the ability to do so.
"Paris, how did King Kronos get injured?" Priam asked Pei Zi Yun, who was standing by the side.
"Father, the King of Kronos was ambushed by someone called Philoctetes." Pei Zi Yun said.
"Damn Greeks, but isn't Kronos invulnerable? How did you get injured by the arrow? "
"Father, invulnerability is only relative. Even King Kokonos could not resist the weapons of God. This is Hercules' bow and arrow soaked in the venomous blood of the Hydra. It broke through the invulnerable skin of King Kokonos. Although it was only a scratch, the poison had already spread to the body."
"Although Hercules has been soaked in the venomous blood of the hydra for a long time and the toxicity has decreased, it is still not something we can cure. Perhaps Poseidon will grant us grace."
As Pei Zi Yun said this, he felt a chill in his heart. In history, Paris' final death was due to the arrow of Hercules. However, at that time, he could still carry Paris to Mount Ida and struggle for a long time before dying. Perhaps the toxicity had decreased further.
"No wonder. If we knew that the Greeks had this hidden card, perhaps Kronos would not have been ambushed." Priam said sadly.
"Now we can only wait for Poseidon's grace. He is the son of Poseidon. I believe that Poseidon will grant him grace and cure him."
If something happened to Kronos in Troy, it would be a heavy blow to his morale. King Priam would do his best to save Kronos.
At this moment, a man rushed in. It was the priest that Priam had sent to the temple of Poseidon to offer sacrifices. He bowed and said, "King, after we offered sacrifices, the temple of Poseidon did not respond."
"How could this be?" King Priam's eyes narrowed. This was the son of Poseidon. Were all the gods this cold?
However, he could only think this in his heart and did not dare to say it out loud. Pei Zi Yun was clear that the appearance of Kronos had severely damaged the balance between the two sides. The gods would not allow him to continue living, but he could not say it out loud either.
"Don't waste your energy. I went against my father's will and came to participate in this battle. Last time, my father had already warned me to use the wind and waves to blow me back. But this time, I have come again. There is only one result for me, and that is death." Kronos seemed to have understood and said softly.
When everyone heard Kronos' words, they felt a wave of sadness. He was once such a brave and fierce hero, but now he could only lie on the bed and breathe his last.
"Is there no better way?" murmured Priam.
"Father, Apollo is the God of Medicine. Perhaps we can try going to the temple." Hector, who had been quiet all this while, said.
Apollo had always been protecting Troy. This was something that everyone knew. In addition, Apollo was the God of Medicine. Everyone had the thought of trying a desperate situation.
"Then please invite the priests to the Apollo Temple to offer sacrifices. We will offer a bull and gold." Priam said. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, he would not give up.
"It's useless." Pei Zi Yun thought to himself and sighed. Kronos was definitely going to die. This was the will of the gods. No matter how many bulls and gold they offered, it would be of no use.
Kronos, who was lying on the bed, seemed to understand his own fate. He struggled and said, "King Priam, Prince Paris, my Corona Kingdom, my son is still young. He cannot deal with the current situation. The Greeks will take revenge …"
As Kronos spoke, his voice became softer and softer. He did not even have the strength to speak. In such a short period of time, the once powerful hero had become so weak.
The power of this poison caused everyone to suck in a breath of cold air.
If anyone was on the battlefield and was shot by Philoctetes, wouldn't they face the same fate as Kronos?
Was the blood of the nine-headed snake so poisonous?
At this point, Pei Zi Yun walked over to Kronos's bedside and said loudly, "King Kronos, my ally, my friend, I know what you are worried about. Don't worry, I will do my best to protect your son and your city. I will not let the Greeks destroy it."
Pei Zi Yun said firmly. Kronos was an ally of Troy. In history, his family and city were destroyed by the Greeks. But now, he had to work hard to change his fate. Kronos was already dead and would not ruin the script. He did not believe that Poseidon would not care for his son and grandson.
Indeed, as soon as he said this, a small Plum Blossom appeared and quickly enlarged. It became a transparent information interface with a faint sense of light.
"Mission: Protect the city of Corona and Kronos' son (Incomplete)"
Hearing this, Kronos revealed a gratified smile.
With these words from Prince Paris, he could feel at ease. He could see that Prince Paris' words were sincere. After fighting side by side many times, he knew that Prince Paris had the power to do so.
"Prince Paris, you really are my most respected friend. Now, my pain is unbearable and there is no cure. Please help me end this painful life."
After saying this, he closed his eyes and waited for the pain to end.
Kronos' request made Pei Zi Yun's heart flutter. Kronos was a very powerful hero. It could be said that his power alone was equivalent to that of several heroes like Menelaus.
If he helped him end his pain, he could also harvest the power of his bloodline. This was the son of Poseidon, after all. This would be very beneficial to him.
Just as he was about to move, he saw a shadow waving at him from the corner of his eye. Pei Zi Yun's heart skipped a beat. He stopped in his tracks and said, "King Kronos, don't give up so easily. There are still people in the Temple of Apollo who have yet to return.
"I will go to the entrance of the palace now and see if the priest who went to the Temple of Apollo has returned." Pei Zi Yun said as he walked out of the room.
When he came to the shadow of the pillar, he saw the mysterious woman standing there, as if she had been waiting for him.
The mysterious woman was still wearing a long black robe. Her face was covered by a veil. Everyone who passed by ignored her and could not see her at all.
Although Pei Zi Yun was suspicious of her identity, he could not confirm it. He bowed respectfully and said, "Respected lady, we meet again."
The mysterious woman said, "Paris, there is no need to look at the Temple of Apollo. Kronos has gone against the will of the gods. Apollo will not go against the gods for a mere mortal. Poseidon did not want to save him, and Apollo will not either. He is already dead."
"But just now, did you want to agree to Kronos' request and kill him?"
Pei Zi Yun nodded and heard the mysterious woman say, "Do you know the consequences of killing a Son of God?"
"The consequences of killing a Son of God?" Pei Zi Yun thought for a moment and was suddenly reminded by the mysterious woman's words.
In Greek mythology, anyone who killed the son of a god, as long as they were not a god, would suffer terrible retribution. There were no exceptions.
Those who killed the son of Zeus and the son of Poseidon would die a horrible death. Only Austin, who was usually a bystander, would be able to live.
In the battle of Troy, not only must one's strength not be conspicuous, one must also not stain their hands with blood.
Not only the Son of God, but also those who were favored by the gods. If they killed the Son of God, they would have offended the gods. If they offended too many of them, they would definitely die.
Pei Zi Yun's heart skipped a beat. The fog of the battle of Troy dissipated, but he could not avoid being stained with blood. Not only did he have to be stained with blood, he had to be stained with more blood than others. Only then would he be able to increase his strength. He mumbled, "But, this was a hidden arrow shot by Philoctetes. There is no way to heal it, and this was Kronos' request."
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