The duel between Sarpedon and Patroclus was very eye-catching, but Pei Zi Yun was the first to notice it.
The moment the Tear of Zeus fell, the system vibrated. Almost at the same time, the priestess felt something strange. Following the guidance, she saw that Sarpedon and Patroclus were fighting.
"Sarpedon will die."
The priestess could feel that the god of death was hovering around. Pei Zi Yun hesitated for a moment, then rushed towards Sarpedon. He planned to save Sarpedon if the time was right.
The battle began.
Patroclus was the first to attack. He threw a spear, but it did not hit Sarpedon. Instead, it hit Sarpedon's assistant, Trasit Moss. Trasit Moss was caught off guard, and the spear pierced through his body. His face was full of disbelief as he fell to his knees and fell to the ground.
Sarpedon saw that Trasit Moss had been killed by Patroclus. He was furious and threw a spear at Patroclus.
"Whoosh." The spear cut through the air, and a whistling sound could be heard. Patroclus had already expected it. His body flashed, and he dodged the spear.
Although the spear did not hit Patroclus, it hit the horse Pedasus. Pedasus gasped and fell to the ground. The two horses that could talk saw that their companion had been killed, and were terrified. They suddenly went berserk. Their yokes rattled, and the reins twisted together. Fortunately, Otto Modon, who was driving the horse, pulled out a sharp sword from his waist and cut the reins.
"Go to hell!" Sarpedon saw that the spear did not hit Patroclus. He picked up another spear from the ground and threw it at Patroclus for the second time.
"Whoosh." The speed of the spear this time was even faster than the first time. It cut through the sky like lightning. Patroclus raised his shield, and with a "pa" sound, the shield was pierced through. The tip of the spear pierced through Patroclus's armor, but it did not penetrate it.
Sarpedon's face darkened. He did not expect that his two attacks would fail. At this time, there were no more spears around. He pulled out his sword and rushed towards Patroclus.
"Now it's my turn." Patroclus roared and threw a spear in front of Sarpedon. The spear penetrated his chest and came out of his back. Blood gushed out like a fountain and dyed his whole body red.
"Ah!" Sarpedon knelt on the ground with a thud, breathing with difficulty. He knew that he was inevitably going to the domain of Hades, and he could not help but cry out in despair.
"My … friends, I … have gone to Hades' domain. You must … get my … body back. Don't … let the enemy … take it … away."
After saying that, his vision went black and his body fell to the ground.
"Sarpedon is dead!"
"That's the son of Zeus!" The death of Sarpedon was a great blow to the Trojans. Sarpedon had always been a powerful hero and was invincible on the battlefield, but now he was killed by the Greeks.
What was more terrible was the meaning of this death — even the son of Zeus had died in battle. Could it be that the gods were no longer on the side of the Trojans?
As soon as they thought of this, the Trojans panicked. The Greeks shouted and attacked the Trojans in front of them.
"Victory! Kill the Trojans!"
Sarpedon's voice did not travel far, and the heroes were far away. If they wanted to rush over, they would not be able to do so in a short time.
Only Pei Zi Yun had just rushed over and appeared near Sarpedon's body. He held a spear like a lion, stood in front of Sarpedon's body, raised his hand and said loudly, "Sarpedon, I will protect your body, unless I become a corpse myself."
"Sarpedon is dead. Kill Paris and conquer Troy!" Encouraged by the victory, more than a dozen Greeks around him rushed forward.
Pei Zi Yun raised his spear and swung it in front of him. At the same time, he dodged to the side, and an arrow flew past his waist. A 'ding' sound could be heard as the other arrow was deflected.
The Greeks rushed over, like a group of hungry wolves who had found their prey. Pei Zi Yun shook his head and said, "Heroes have divine blood and can still fight with me. You are far from it."
As he said this, he and his spear became one. Instead of retreating, he rushed forward. The spear flashed and pierced a Greek's chest. Then he swept it, and another Greek's head was hit and dented. He was dead.
"Kill, kill, kill." There was no doubt that Pei Zi Yun was strong. The Greeks who rushed up were no match for him, and they all fell on the spot.
Apollo, who was shining with golden light but invisible to the naked eye, had been ordered by Zeus to retrieve Sarpedon's body. But at this time, Pei Zi Yun stood up. It was undoubtedly the best way for a mortal to retrieve Sarpedon's body. Apollo stopped and watched the changes below.
At this time, Patroclus, who was not far away, had just killed Sarpedon. He had just caught his breath when he saw Pei Zi Yun standing in front of Sarpedon's corpse and killing many Greeks. He was enraged and swore to kill Pei Zi Yun, so he rushed over with his spear.
Pei Zi Yun was not afraid of the invincible Patroclus. He stood in front of Sarpedon's body and swore to protect it from harm.
"Well, after killing you, Hector will be the only one left." Patroclus's murderous spirit was aroused, and he stabbed with his spear.
Pei Zi Yun's spear moved, and with a "poof" sound, the spear deviated from its original trajectory and lost its lethality.
There was a flash of surprise in Patroclus's eyes. He did not expect Prince Paris's skills to be so strong. One had to know that an ordinary hero would not be able to easily deflect his spear.
However, Patroclus's spear turned and stabbed again. This time, Pei Zi Yun did not deflect it. His body flashed, and he dodged half a foot.
He did not intend to fight Patroclus head-on, but planned to use a master martial arts technique to try his best to delay Patroclus. As long as he could delay him for a moment, other heroes would arrive.
Patroclus saw that this stab was ineffective, and the spear changed from a stab to a sweep, sweeping towards Pei Zi Yun's body.
"Dang."
In the face of the sweeping spear, Pei Zi Yun could not avoid such a large area, and the spear collided heavily with Patroclus's spear.
"Clang!" Although the spear came with a huge force, Pei Zi Yun still held the spear and did not let it fall.
Patroclus's expression changed from surprise to surprise. He had heard that Prince Paris's martial arts technique was good, but he did not think much of it. Now he knew that it was not an exaggeration.
'I have the power of the Godly Armor. Even if it's Hector, I have the confidence to suppress him. Paris's strength is almost on par with Hector's.'
'And everyone has actually underestimated Paris. Who would have thought that this pretty boy would be so strong? But because of this, I have to kill him!' Patroclus was not a person who would give up easily. Since Paris was so strong, he had to kill him here, and remove a strong enemy for Greece.
Thinking of this, Patroclus's spear sped up, and the force behind it increased.
"Keng, keng, keng" sounds could be heard as the two spears clashed against each other seven times. Every time they clashed, there was a terrifying force behind them. At the last hit, Pei Zi Yun's spear was broken into two.
"Go to hell!" Patroclus was overjoyed, and thrust his spear again.
"Not necessarily." Pei Zi Yun rolled to the side, dodging the spear. He picked up a spear from the ground and turned back to fight. Relying on his martial arts technique, although he was at a disadvantage, he did not retreat.
Patroclus was depressed. No matter how strong his attacks were, although Paris looked like he was going to kill him, he just could not take him down.
"Die!" He used his ultimate move, and threw a spear.
"Special Skill: Nimble Wind (80.1%)" The Nimble Wind skill, which was only one level away from the maximum level, allowed Pei Zi Yun to move nimbly, avoiding Patroclus's spears.
"You won't be able to be arrogant for long. What you have committed is the crime of killing the son of god."
"Throughout Greek mythology, all mortals who commit this crime must die, unless it is a deity who commits it."
"I can already feel the thick aura of death following you. Now I just have to hold on."
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Seeing Paris rush forward to protect his son Sarpedon's body, Zeus carefully watched the battle between Patroclus and Pei Zi Yun. He was considering whether to let Patroclus, who had committed the crime of killing the son of god, die immediately.
To a deity, this was a very simple matter. As long as the deity played some tricks and caught Patroclus off guard, he would definitely be stabbed to death by Paris.
Hera seemed to understand Zeus's intentions, and said, "Fearsome deity, the afterglow of fate still shrouds Patroclus. Are you going to interfere with fate again?"
Originally, if she had not said this, Zeus would have allowed Patroclus to live a little longer. However, Zeus had already seen his son die, and Hera's words provoked him even more. He immediately interfered with Hector, who was far away.
Hector was affected by the deity's interference, and when he heard Paris's shout, he saw Paris and Patroclus engaged in a fierce battle.
Sarpedon was already dead, and Hector was filled with grief and anger. He hurriedly picked up his weapon and rushed towards Pei Zi Yun to assist Paris, just in case.
"Hector is here. If the two of them work together, they can definitely kill Patroclus. Should I do it?" Pei Zi Yun was considering whether to kill Patroclus immediately, or to follow the arrangement of fate and give this task to Hector.
However, he immediately felt that all the deities were paying attention to the battle here. His heart trembled, and he decided that it would be safer to leave Patroclus to Hector.
Thinking of this, Pei Zi Yun's long spear stabbed forward, forcing Patroclus to retreat. He shouted to Hector, who was rushing over, "Hector, you fight Patroclus, I will protect Sarpedon's body."
"Alright." Hector replied loudly, and his footsteps quickened.
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