THE PALACE OF HEPHAESTUS ON MOUNT OLYMPUS
"Thetis, look." In the early morning of the fourth day, before Helios drove the Sun Chariot out, Hephaestus led Thetis into the palace and pointed at the table.
Thetis looked at it and held her breath. Even in the eyes of a goddess, this was a splendid weapon.
Thetis had been tormented for the past three days and three nights. She was constantly worried about Achilles' safety and whether this newly forged armor could make Achilles invincible.
But at this time, when Hephaestus showed the armor, even she was amazed by the exquisite workmanship of the armor. She knew that this armor would make her child Achilles invincible in the last moments of his life.
Hephaestus smiled with satisfaction as he looked at Thetis's expression. He had spent three days and three nights in front of the furnace to forge these armors, helmets, shields, and weapons. He had poured his heart and soul into them.
"Take it, dear goddess. Time is running out. Please give it to your son as soon as possible!"
"Thank you very much, Hephaestus." Thetis was a little sad. This armor would bring glory to her son, but it would also bring death.
But she still thanked Hephaestus solemnly, took the armor, and left Mount Olympus.
She was very fast and didn't stop on the road. Soon, she arrived at the Greek camp. When she entered the camp, she hid the armor. When she reached Achilles' barracks, she revealed the armor again.
At this time, Achilles was sitting alone in the barracks. In front of him was the corpse of Patroclus. He sat alone, deep in thought.
Achilles didn't notice Tethyse's arrival at all. His thoughts were already far beyond the clouds.
All the heroes and soldiers in the camp had been buried, except for Patroclus. Achilles was determined to kill Hector before burying him.
But yesterday, he fell asleep and dreamed that poor Patroclus came to him and said, "Achilles, are you asleep? Did you forget me? Build a grave for me. I want to enter the realm of Hades through the gate of Hades. "
"But there were two Spirit Guards there, and they even threatened me and didn't let me go near. Because I have not been cremated and buried, my soul is not at peace. "
The specter of Patroclus tried to say something, but the oracle silenced him. Achilles, seeing the anguish on his face, stretched out his hands towards Patroclus, but they vanished like smoke.
"I swear, I will do as you ask, but please bear with me. As long as Hector is alive, how can I let you go alone?" Achilles murmured at this time.
"My son!" Seeing all of this, Thetis appeared sorrowful. She gently walked over and placed the armor in front of him. The exquisite armor and weapons flickered with a dazzling brilliance.
The entire shield had five layers. The surface of the shield was painted with the earth, the sea, the sky, the sun, the moon, and the stars. The armor shone brighter than the flames, and the golden feathered helmet shone brightly.
All of these characteristics indicated that the armor and weapon were precious and rare treasures in the world.
Although the soldiers outside the barracks could not see the goddess, they trembled at the sight of the armor, as if they were facing the most terrifying thing in the world.
Achilles looked at the armor brought by his mother, Thetis. His eyes were still filled with tears of nostalgia for his friend, but they were already shining with joy.
He picked up the armor that Hephaestus had meticulously made and held it in the air to examine it carefully. He liked it so much that he could not bear to put it down.
"With this, I will definitely be able to defeat Hector on the battlefield." Achilles put on the armor piece by piece and slowly tightened it. The armor fit perfectly on his body, as if it was tailor-made for him. In fact, this was the armor that God had custom-made for him.
He picked up the weapon and shield in his hands, and put on the golden feathered helmet.
After putting on the entire armor, Achilles' whole body was dazzling, and it was dazzling and intoxicating.
Achilles said to Patroclus' corpse, "Patroclus, with this armor, I will avenge you and kill Hector."
He then said to Thetis, "My beloved mother, thank you very much for sending me this armor in time. I will use it to kill Hector, the hero of Troy."
"My child, although you are wearing this armor, if you leave this place today, you will have to face your upcoming destiny."
"Mother, in order to avenge Patroclus, I do not care about this. As long as I can kill Hector, I will not hesitate even if I have to face the punishment of destiny now."
After saying this, Achilles turned and strode out. He did not continue talking to Thetis. Today was the day of the battle, and he had to immediately gather the team and lead them into battle.
When Achilles left, Thetis could not stop her tears. She knew that as soon as Achilles left, the gears of destiny had turned quickly, and death was waiting in front of him.
Although she had already expected to face this situation sooner or later, now that destiny had really come, she could not help but cry.
She could not stop Achilles, and she could not do anything about what would happen next. She could only leave it to destiny.
Achilles strode out of the barracks, and with a thunderous voice, he called for the Greek heroes and soldiers to gather.
"Brave Greek warriors, quickly follow me into battle against Troy. I will lead you to defeat the Trojans, and let them understand the truth that the Greeks can never be defeated."
"Victory!"
"Victory!"
The surrounding Greeks shouted and cheered. They rejoiced for the powerful hero Achilles, and they felt that with Achilles' leadership, they would definitely win this battle.
Many Greek soldiers rushed out of the barracks like a tide, and the other heroes and princes also came out of the barracks, ready to go.
Agamemnon led many Greek heroes and soldiers, ready to go. This battle, with Achilles' participation, was full of confidence.
When Otto Modon saw Achilles coming, he took on Masantos and Balios, and behind him was an elite army.
Back then, when they set out to sea, there were a total of fifty warships. Each ship had fifty warriors. Otto Mordon jumped onto the chariot and personally became the chariot's driver. Achilles jumped up and stood beside Otto Mordon.
At this moment, Achilles was wearing a dazzling armor, and the earth, sea, and sky shone brightly on his shield.
The surrounding people looked at Achilles, who was like a god descending to the mortal world. His majestic appearance dazzled the surrounding soldiers.
"What horse, you can return on your own." Achilles called for his father's horse, and said, "Please bring today's heroes home safely."
The horse was born from the woman bird Podarge and the God of West Wind, and the God gave it to Achilles' father, Peleus, and Peleus left it to his son. It was an old horse that had experienced countless battles, and with the help of the horse, Achilles hoped that these heroes could return safely.
As he spoke, God showed an ominous sign: Masantos deeply lowered its head, and its fluttering mane fell to the ground.
Using the ability of speech given to it by Goddess Hera, it replied, "Great Achilles, we brought you to the battlefield today, and we still brought you back alive."
The words of Masantos did not cause anyone to be confused, because this horse already had this ability in the past. This was the horse that Peleus used to go into battle, and many people knew of its ability to speak.
"But the day of your destruction is near. Patroclus's defeat is not because we are slow, we can compete with the fastest Wind God Firo, and we will not feel tired."
The horse's words seemed to be boasting. Although it was very fast, and was considered the fastest among all the horses, it could not keep up with the speed of the Wind God.
"This is the will of God that caused Patroclus to die in battle, and the Goddess of Fate has also decided that you will be killed by a hero under the attack of a god."
The faces of the surrounding heroes and soldiers changed greatly, and just as it was about to continue speaking, the Goddess of Vengeance blocked its mouth in time.
However, the prophecy made the faces of the Greeks who had not yet set out to battle a little unnatural, but whether it was sadness or joy, it was hard to tell.
Achilles listened to the prophecy of Masantos, and his heart was filled with grief and pain. He said, "Masantos, why do you talk to me about death? I don't need your prophecy. "
"I know that I will meet with misfortune here, but as long as I am still on the battlefield, and have not killed countless Trojans, I will not die."
After Achilles finished speaking, he roared, and his voice shook the eardrums. Otto Modon was his friend, and also his chariot driver, and immediately understood what he meant. With a flick of the reins, the chariot sped towards the direction of Troy.
All the Trojan heroes and soldiers followed Achilles towards the city of Troy.
Almost at the same time, the city gates of Troy opened, and chariots continuously surged out of the city. Following behind the chariots were groups of Trojan soldiers.
At the very front of these chariots was Hector, who was wearing a divine helmet, and his body was shining with light. At this moment, his eyes were shining as he looked at the Greek camp, and the chariot was also speeding forward.
Looking at this situation, it was very likely that both sides would collide in the middle of Troy and the Greek camp. The terrain there was wide, and it was very suitable for troops to spread out and engage in a large scale battle.
"Brave and fearless warriors of Troy, in front of us are the arrogant Greeks, they are the ones who want to destroy our city, take away our wives and children, steal our wealth, and kill our parents — today is the day for us to fight to the death, and Troy will definitely win."
"Definitely win." The shouts and shouts of the Trojan warriors soared into the sky.
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