Achilles was furious as he watched Paris escape into the city of Troy. He had promised to avenge Nestor's son, Antirokos, and so many heroes of Greece had died to Paris's arrows. This made him determined to kill Paris.
However, the gates of Troy were now closed and he could not enter Troy. But Achilles was not a person who would give up easily.
"Fine, let me overthrow the entire city gate and completely destroy Troy."
Achilles did not stop moving forward. He rushed towards the gate because he was confident in his strength. He believed that he could smash the gate open with his own strength.
Only someone as brave as him would dare to think of this. After all, smashing a gate protected by divine power was the power of a god.
"Get out of the way, you cowardly Trojans!" Achilles was prepared to destroy the gate and break the gateposts so that the Greeks could enter Troy. So he raised his spear and stabbed the Trojans who could not enter.
At this moment, Apollo, who was carrying a quiver full of hundred-shot arrows, threatened Achilles with a thunderous voice, "Son of Peleus! Quickly release the Trojans and retreat as soon as possible. You must be careful, or else a god will take your life! "
Achilles could tell that this was the voice of a god, but he was now full of confidence and was not afraid. He ignored the warning and replied loudly, "Why do you always protect the Trojans? Are you forcing me to fight against a god?"
"Last time, you helped Hector escape death. I was very angry because of that. Now, I advise you to return to the gods. Otherwise, even if you are a god, my spear will definitely pierce you! "
As he said that, he killed all the Trojans around him and pushed the city gate heavily. With a "boom", the city gate gave off a loud "clang" sound as it was pushed.
Mount Olympus
Zeus looked at Achilles' actions in the Red Mist. Especially when he said that he wanted to fight against a god, Zeus' face was so gloomy that it could drip water.
The expressions of the gods were also very cold. Achilles' arrogance of not putting the gods in his eyes caused the gods to hate him even more.
A god stepped forward and said, "Great Zeus, fearsome god, Achilles is so arrogant and arrogant. I suggest that we kill him immediately and throw his soul into hell so that he can suffer for eternity."
When Zeus heard this suggestion, his heart stirred. He looked at the godly spirits present and saw that none of them responded, so he didn't directly agree to this suggestion.
Hera picked up a grape, peeled it, and put it into Zeus's mouth.
She said slowly, "My dear, although Achilles is hateful, he is still the son of Thetis. Thetis has pleaded with you several times, but you have not agreed to let him go."
"And his crimes are not enough to banish him to Tartarus for eternity. You just have to allow Apollo to kill him."
"Well, let's go with that. Apollo is about to make his move."
As Zeus said this, he looked at the red mist.
On the ground, Apollo was furious when he heard Achilles' words. Achilles' behavior was undoubtedly a provocation and contempt, and it was a challenge to the entire divine class.
Not to mention Apollo, even the gods would not tolerate a mortal provoking them. Achilles had undoubtedly crossed the line of the gods. Apollo took the divine bow from his back and took out an arrow from his quiver. He said angrily, "Arrogant Achilles, do you think that just because you are invincible among the mortals, you can challenge the gods?"
"Perhaps Diomedes' act of stabbing the gods has given you mortals the confidence to think that the gods can be challenged, but those who blaspheme the gods must die."
Pei Zi Yun, who was quickly climbing up the city wall, heard Apollo's words and understood that Achilles' words had completely angered Apollo.
"If not for the oracle, Diomedes, who is under the protection of Athena, might have been able to return alive."
"But with the oracle, the tolerance of the gods who are threatened has been greatly reduced."
"Diomedes' act of stabbing the gods is something that the gods cannot tolerate. The fates of these people have been decided."
Thinking of this, Pei Zi Yun smiled. The fates of these people had been arranged by him. He had obtained the opportunity to kill them one by one. Now, the first thing he had to do was to kill Achilles.
Pei Zi Yun climbed up the city walls and raised both of his hands high up in the air. He prayed piously, "Oh great Apollo, the protector of Troy, the god of accuracy. If you ever protected my brother Hector, then let me kill our enemy Achilles."
Apollo, who had wanted to draw his bow and shoot Achilles, heard this and had an idea.
Apollo had also attended Peleus' wedding. Like the other gods, he had also blessed Achilles. Now that he was protecting the Trojans and had killed Peleus' only son, it was a little inexcusable. Although he had no other choice, he had no qualms about killing Peleus' only son. But it was good that someone had done it for him.
Originally, Apollo had wanted Paris to kill Achilles. It was just that Achilles' words had angered him, and he had wanted to kill him himself.
Now that Paris was praying to him to kill Achilles, all he had to do was borrow Paris' hands to do it.
Thinking of this, Apollo pointed his finger at Pei Zi Yun. There was a buzzing sound, and a large amount of divine power instantly entered Pei Zi Yun's body.
Pei Zi Yun knew that Apollo had answered his prayers and given him the power to kill Achilles. How could he miss such a good opportunity? He quickly found a high platform nearby and stood on it.
Pei Zi Yun took a bow from the chariot and pulled the bowstring.
"Twang." The bowstring made a crisp sound, and Pei Zi Yun nodded in satisfaction. With this bow, he would be able to kill Achilles.
Pei Zi Yun retrieved an arrow from his quiver. The tip of the arrow was shaped like a triangular cone, and it was made out of an exquisitely crafted bronze arrowhead. He placed the bronze arrowhead on the bowstring and pulled the bowstring. He held his breath and focused his attention on Achilles, who was charging through the city gates. Gradually, the power of the gods gathered at the tip of the arrow, and it shone like a star.
Achilles, who had always been sharp and alert, did not know that he was about to die. His heart was still filled with fanaticism, and he continued to pound on the city gates, causing them to shake violently.
"Achilles is dead meat." Pei Zi Yun immediately felt this, and his heart sighed. If Achilles' destiny had not been extinguished by killing Men Nong, he would not have been so easily deceived.
No matter how good Pei Zi Yun's archery skills were, there was always the possibility of an accident. This was the protection that fate had given to Achilles.
But Achilles' destiny had already been extinguished, and fate no longer cared for him.
Apollo was very cooperative, and with a gentle wave of his hand, a layer of fog descended. The fog quickly covered Pei Zi Yun's body, and Achilles could not see Pei Zi Yun, who was aiming at him from the high platform.
Pei Zi Yun's mind was completely focused on the arrow. He carefully aimed at Achilles' heel, because he knew that was his only weakness.
"Swoosh." Pei Zi Yun released the bowstring, and the arrow was like a shooting star, piercing through the air and disappearing into the fog, flying towards Achilles' heel.
Achilles kept hitting the city gate, and the sound of the gate's violent clanging completely drowned out the whistling sound of the arrows piercing through the sky.
"Pfft." The triangular cone-shaped bronze arrow accurately hit Achilles' heel and pierced into it.
Achilles felt a piercing pain in his heart. Ever since he could remember, he had never felt such intense pain.
"Ah!" He let out a loud scream, and his heavy body fell to the ground like a collapsing tower, sending up a cloud of dust.
Thick blood flowed from his heel, and instantly dyed the ground red.
Achilles cursed angrily, "Who dares to sneak an arrow at me from the dark? If he dares to fight me face to face, I will make sure his blood runs dry, until his soul escapes to the underworld! Cowards always kill warriors in the dark. "
Achilles did not care about this degree of injury. Although he knew that his heel was his only weakness, he still pulled the arrow out forcefully.
The moment the arrow was pulled out, it brought with it a spray of blood, along with some flesh. Achilles' stubbornness was on full display here. He did not care about this at all. He angrily threw the triangular bronze arrow away, and limped to his feet, continuing to slam against the city gates.
"Bang!"
The city gate trembled under his continuous violent attacks, as if it would collapse at any time if he continued to attack it.
The Trojans inside the city gate trembled as they heard the clanging sound of the city gate being hit. They never imagined that there would be such a terrifying person in the world. He could knock the city gate that was protected by divine power to the point of almost collapsing with his own strength.
Everyone thought that Achilles was about to break the city gates and rush in. Their teeth chattered, and their hands that were holding onto their weapons trembled uncontrollably. Their faces were pale.
Pei Zi Yun spoke truthfully. Looking at the situation, he was a little shocked as well. But upon closer inspection, he saw that Achilles' heel was bleeding profusely, like a fountain, without any signs of stopping.
"This wound cannot be healed, and the blood is flowing non-stop. At this rate, even if you are Achilles, you will not be able to hold on for long." Pei Zi Yun immediately understood, "So this is the cause of Achilles' death."
"That's right, Apollo's Arrow of Pestilence cannot kill immediately. There has to be a process, and this kind of blood loss is the most terrifying. It can take a few minutes to kill a person."
When a person loses more than a fifth of their body's blood, they will go into shock. If they lose a third of their blood, they will die. And with the speed of this fountain, it will reach this level very quickly.
Indeed, after a few hits, Achilles' body quickly stiffened, and his movements became sluggish. His strength was disappearing, and he could no longer push the city gates open. He stood there in a daze, and with a "Bang", he fell amongst the corpses.
"Achilles is dead." From afar, someone from the Greek army shouted out. At that moment, everyone inside and outside the city was shocked.
"No, the invincible, godlike Achilles, how could he die?" Not only the Greeks, but even the Trojans could not believe this.
Following that, an unprecedented tremor filled the entire space.
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