"Woman, I, Achilles, have just arrived on the battlefield, and you have already been pierced through the stomach by me. You are about to die. Oh, you have given me great honor on the battlefield." Achilles said loudly. He hit Penthesilea with his spear and seriously injured her, but he did not stop and continued to advance.
Mount Olympus
Since Penthesilea came to Troy, Ares had been paying attention to the situation in Troy. This time, the situation on the battlefield outside the city was also the focus of his attention.
Ares knew how powerful Achilles was, and he knew that Penthesilea was definitely no match for Achilles. However, Penthesilea was already seriously injured, and Achilles did not intend to let her go. He wanted to kill her.
This made him very angry, and also very sorrowful. He quickly stood up from his seat, turned into a bloody light, and charged towards Troy.
But at this moment, a "boom" sound rang out. Even though it was winter, a bolt of lightning fell straight in front of Ares, forcing him to stop in his tracks.
This was the warning given to him by Zeus, and it was also the will of Zeus, the father of all gods. Ares did not dare to disobey, and helplessly stood in the middle of the road, not moving forward.
But his face was livid, and his eyes were almost emitting fire. "Penthesilea, Achilles."
Ares looked at the battlefield in the city of Troy and saw Penthesilea lying on the ground. He secretly swore that if anything happened to Penthesilea, he would make Achilles pay the price.
"Fate has long been decided, why is Ares still so impulsive?" On Mount Olympus, Zeus murmured.
Hera did not speak. Although the gods had long prepared the script, when faced with the real death of their son or daughter, they still felt great sorrow.
Achilles was the first to kill Ares' daughter. He had immediately made a great enemy for himself. It could be said that he had already decided his fate of death. If mortals couldn't kill Achilles, then even if Apollo didn't do it, Ares would do it.
But this was the fate of mortals. She changed the topic. "My dear, Paris has returned and will soon fight with Achilles. I don't think Paris is a match for Achilles."
"Oh, then allow Apollo to look around. Paris can't die yet," said Zeus.
Hera nodded at Zeus' words. "Apollo has already gone. He still cares a lot about Prince Paris."
Looking down, as expected, a ball of golden light appeared on the battlefield. Apollo had quickly rushed to Paris's side, but mortals couldn't see it.
At this moment, on the battlefield outside of Troy, Pentecilla's entire body was powerless. His face was pale, and his vision darkened. He could no longer hold on to the giant axe in his hand, and it fell to the ground with a clang.
She was completely powerless against Achilles, who was about to unleash a thunderous attack on her. She could only watch helplessly as misfortune befell her.
Just as Achilles was about to deal the final blow to Pentesilia, a spear unexpectedly flew towards him from afar.
The spear was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, it had already been thrown to Achilles' side.
"Pu." The attack of the spear was sudden, and it was a sneak attack from the side. But Achilles reacted quickly, and quickly raised the shield in his hand. There was only a sound, and the spear only pierced a few inches into the shield before it could go any further.
Just now, when Pei Zi Yun had just killed Morion, he saw Achilles throw the spear to injure Queen Pentecilla. How could he give him a second chance? He hurriedly threw the spear at Achilles.
The effect of the spear was not bad. It effectively blocked Achilles' advance, and did not let him continue to chase after Pentecilla. It also successfully attracted Achilles' attention.
Achilles felt the strength of the spear, and was slightly surprised. This kind of strength seemed to only be possessed by Hector in Troy.
"Could it be that Hector is here too?" He thought to himself.
"Who is it? Hector, could it be you? "Achilles said loudly.
In the whole of Troy, only Hector could attract Achilles' attention. Everyone else was not in Achilles' eyes. So when he felt the powerful strength of the spear, the first person that came to Achilles' mind was Hector.
He turned his head in the direction of the spear, and found that it was a young man that he did not know. The young man was dressed in white, with a sword hanging from his waist. He looked very imposing.
Achilles did not know who the person in front of him was, and asked, "Who are you?"
He heard the young man say, "I am Paris, the prince of Troy. Come, Achilles, with me here, you cannot kill Pentesilia."
As he said this, he turned to a few female Amazon warriors, "Quick, hurry up and take Queen Pentecilla away. Remember to protect her."
A few female Amazon warriors hurried over to lift the injured Queen Pentecilla, and rode on the chariot towards Troy in the distance.
Achilles did not take the opportunity to attack. To him, a woman was far less important than Paris. He stared at Pei Zi Yun and said loudly, "So you are the culprit, Paris. All of this happened because of you. Go to hell!"
As he said this, Achilles picked up a spear, aimed at Pei Zi Yun, and threw it.
"Swoosh."
The spear turned into a stream of light, piercing towards Pei Zi Yun. Pei Zi Yun raised his shield to block it.
"Bang."
The spear pierced through the shield, and the tip of the spear even penetrated through six layers of cowhide, and pierced through the armor. Pei Zi Yun dodged in time to avoid the spear from piercing through his body.
"What a terrifying strength. Is this the strength of the strongest hero?" Pei Zi Yun thought to himself, and at the same time, sighed at the strength of Achilles.
At this point, Pei Zi Yun could feel Apollo approaching him. It seemed that Apollo was planning to save him if he couldn't defend himself.
Apollo had always been friendly to Troy, especially Paris, who often offered sacrifices. Apollo had a good impression of him, which was why Apollo had stopped Hercules the last time.
This time, Apollo saw Pei Zi Yun fighting Achilles from Mount Olympus. He knew that he was no match for Achilles, so he got up and rushed over, intending to protect Pei Zi Yun at the critical moment.
Paris could not die yet. This was the consensus of the gods. Apollo came to the battlefield to help Pei Zi Yun, and was not intercepted by Zeus, like Ares.
"However, I do not need Apollo's help now to resist Achilles' attack."
"Although Achilles is strong and invulnerable, I am not going to kill him, but to hold him back and fight him. This is not difficult for me."
"Apollo's Blessing, every time I use it, there's no need to use it again. I shall show you, Achilles, my skills!" Pei Zi Yun laughed coldly to himself.
Pei Zi Yun held the spear in his hand. He had a master level martial arts technique, and could use it to counteract Achilles' advantage in strength.
When Achilles saw that his spear had been blocked by Pei Zi Yun, he was slightly taken aback. He had not expected Prince Paris to be so strong. Judging from his strength, he could tell that he was on par with Hector.
This kind of power was worthy of his attention, so he once again took the spear from the soldier's hand and pounced towards Paris.
"Prince Paris, your performance has surprised me. Last time, my spear missed and did not hit you. This time, I will kill you and feed the God of War with your blood." As soon as he finished speaking, he was about two meters away from Pei Zi Yun. The long spear in Achilles' hand shot towards Pei Zi Yun.
"Idiot, you almost killed the God of War's daughter, and you still dare to say such words?" Pei Zi Yun's eyes flashed coldly, and he used his spear to block Achilles' attack. There was a "pu" sound, and a soft force blocked Achilles' spear. His body flashed, and he dodged Achilles' attack.
Achilles saw that his attack did not work, and continued to thrust his spear at Pei Zi Yun.
Pei Zi Yun did his best to evade Achilles' attacks. He used the long spear in his hand to block Achilles' attacks, using the principle of using softness to overcome hardness. Although he kept retreating and groaning, he did not reveal any flaws in his defense. From time to time, he would find an opportunity to counterattack, forcing Achilles to retreat and defend himself.
"Achilles, everyone says that you are very strong, and that you are close to becoming a god. Is this all you have?" Pei Zi Yun said sarcastically.
He had an ulterior motive for saying this. He felt that there were many gods looking at him, and wanted to give Achilles a taste of his own medicine, and plant a thorn in the hearts of the gods.
'Achilles is just a mortal, and yet he is so strong, and is close to becoming a god. What will the gods think of him?' Pei Zi Yun laughed coldly in his heart. When the time comes, Achilles will cry.
Achilles was enraged, he did not expect Paris to speak so sarcastically. He retorted, "Paris, don't be too happy yet. You will soon receive the judgement of fate."
"If you are just saying it, it won't work on me." Pei Zi Yun said.
How could Achilles tolerate Pei Zi Yun's provocation? Furthermore, after attacking for so long, he could not even take down Paris. This made him feel like he had lost all his face.
"Hey." Achilles shouted, and the spear in his hand shot out like lightning. This time, it was fast and vicious. Pei Zi Yun blocked it with his spear once again.
"Dang." However, this time, Achilles' spear was imbued with immense power, and contained an unstoppable will within it.
"Pa." Pei Zi Yun's spear could no longer withstand the force, and broke into two. His heart felt heavy.
'Damn it, using softness to overcome hardness is indeed the philosophy of the weak. It is useless against the truly strong.' Pei Zi Yun used to admire the principles of Tai Chi, but ever since he saw Tai Chi experts being beaten like dogs, he began to doubt it.
With his current cultivation level, he could use this principle to its fullest, but he realized that its use was limited.
'If using softness can overcome hardness, then what's the use of strength?' Pei Zi Yun felt depressed, and used all his strength to dodge Achilles' spear. Seeing that Pentrachelia had already left, he did not want to fight Achilles head on.
"Achilles, your strength is indeed as great as that of a god. I will avoid you just like how a god would." Pei Zi Yun once again stabbed a thorn in the hearts of the gods. He jumped out of the battle and escaped towards Troy.
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