The great general, who had shaken the continent, was so young. He looked to be in his twenties. His exposed skin had a metallic bronze luster. He wore an armor without a helmet, with bright jewels hanging on his chest and ribbons on his shoulders. He was tall and strong, with short curly hair, a high nose, and deep eyes. His eyes were clear and deep, as if they were magical.
Surrounded by his guards, Darius passed by a small town. It was a market town that had spontaneously formed by the side of the main road. It was a place for travelers and merchants to rest. It was also a place for the nearby villages to trade goods and buy various goods. The region east of the Euphrate River, the city of Kish, had not been ravaged by the war. Back then, Sinach's army had not arrived here, and Darius had conquered the city without a fight. Therefore, this region had not suffered any damage, and it looked just like before the war.
There was a tavern by the side of the road. In front of the tavern was an open courtyard. There was no wall on the side facing the main road. There were a few tables and stools in the open space, with a row of stakes and stone troughs for horses to drink and feed. There were no large courier stations in such a small town. Taverns like this were common by the side of the main road, mainly for travelers to rest and drink their horses.
This place used to be the crossings of the upper reaches of the Euphrate River, the trade route leading to the hinterland of Bablon. It used to be a prosperous place, but now, in times of war, there were fewer customers than before. Seeing the army passing by, only the children in the town hid in the corner, looking around curiously. Then they were called back home by the adults and quickly closed the door.
Even the owner of the tavern was hiding in his room, looking out through the cracks in the window. However, there were two guests sitting at the table in the courtyard, each taking a table and drinking leisurely, as if they didn't see the murderous army passing by.
A gust of wind blew by. Darius's well-trained guards suddenly smelled a strange aroma of wine. It was the aroma of the best wine in the world. How could it be in this small town? Although Kish had not experienced any war, the people's livelihood and economy were not as good as before due to the impact of the wars in the surrounding areas. Luxury goods were the first to be affected.
Brewing wine consumed food, and during the war, the supply of wine would definitely be insufficient, especially when good wine was abnormally expensive and rare. Why would it appear in such a small tavern?
The wine sold in these roadside taverns was turbid and bland, sour and astringent, the kind that drivers on the mainland often drank. Although the personal guards were surprised, none of them turned around to look. Even the horses' steps were not messed up, and they subconsciously raised their guard. Even if a true elite soldier did not sense any danger, even if there was a trace of abnormal aura in the surrounding environment, they would still be on guard.
At this moment, an order was suddenly heard. The guards at the front of the procession suddenly stopped. They reined in their horses at the same time, almost without making too much noise. Then, the order to stop the march was passed to the rear. Like a wave, the entire army stopped. No one spoke, and there was no sound of weapons and armor clashing. The official road was filled with a somber atmosphere.
The guards parted to make way for Darius. He dismounted from his horse and handed his sword to his followers. Then, he strode into the half-open courtyard. Everyone in the town was shocked. They did not know why the army stopped here. Watching the mighty general walk into the tavern, the owner of the tavern hid behind the window. He should have come out to greet the guests, but he could not move at all.
Darius walked to a table, pulled out a stool, and sat down. "Good wine. I did not expect to have such good wine in a place like this!"
Sitting opposite him was a handsome young man in a gray linen robe. His face was calm, and his facial features were full of determination. He smiled and took out another cup from thin air. He picked up the wine pot on the table and poured Darius a full cup of wine. He pushed it to Darius and said, "The Supreme General has a sharp nose. Did you get off the horse for this cup of wine?"
Darius laughed and said, "Good wine should be drunk for a hero. I have led my army to the border of Eygut, and I heard people calling for a General named Amon. I did not expect to meet you here. What a coincidence!"
Sitting opposite Darius was Amon. He raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Darius, do you know me?"
Darius replied, "Your statue is erected in the city of Tuleng. I have been there before. The master-level carving is just like you. Anyone who has seen it before would be able to recognize you at a glance. Why do you ask me this question? You were the General Eygut, and I am the General Potts now. I believe you have heard that Eygut has just surrendered to Potts. Are you waiting for me here? "
Amon raised his cup and said, "I am drinking. You came here yourself."
Darius raised his cup and said, "Let me toast to you. As a general on the battlefield, let me toast to your legend!"
Darius knew who was sitting in front of him, but he was not afraid at all. His subordinates were very disciplined. None of his guards came over without orders. The whole army was waiting quietly on the road. When they talked, they used magic to mute their voices. Only Darius and Amon could hear what they were talking about.
Amon raised his cup and drank it up. "I admire your courage. You know who I am, but you still dare to come here alone."
Darius laughed. "You are the one who should admire me. Even if you are Amun, you will not be able to stand the elite army of the undead.
Amon, you once captured the King of Hittite, Lucier, and appeared at the hunting ground where Sinach was killed. Are you here to assassinate me today? It is not an assassination in front of the army. It is a one-on-one battle! "
Amon shook his head. "I am not here to assassinate you. I am just a little curious. I want to see with my own eyes who defeated Goliath. I am a god, and according to the agreement of the gods, I will not attack a mortal directly. If I really want to kill you, I will send messengers to you. You must be careful. "
Darius's laughter suddenly became louder, causing the air around him to buzz. Even the table in front of him was trembling. He smiled and asked, "So, did you see it clearly? It is I who defeated Goliath, and it is I who defeated the Anunnaki. Whether on earth or in the divine realm, Anu was defeated by me.
This time it was Amon's turn to be surprised. When Darius laughed, there was a familiar aura. The Supreme General in front of him seemed to be Marduc! Amon put down his cup and said softly, "Darius, it is you?" Darius replied with a hidden meaning, "In the human world, I am Darius now! You must be curious how I did it. This is another state that I seek. You can call it the Avatar of Fruit. "
Along with the voice, a piece of information was imprinted in Amon's mind, explaining the identity of the Supreme General who was drinking. It could be said to be extremely mysterious. Sitting in front of Amon was both Marduc and Darius, the General of Poz. But Marduc, the god, was creating his divine realm in immortality, unlike Anu, who came to the human world in the form of a new soul and became Goliath.
When he came to the human world, Darius was him, and when he stayed in the divine realm, everything that Darius thought and experienced in the human world was equivalent to what he had experienced. This incarnation was actually a person in the human world. He was born in a noble family of the Neanderthal tribe in Poz 'a Hermen. He was talented and brave since he was a child. At a young age, he made many outstanding achievements and was appointed as a general by Cyrus.
So Darius would tell Amon that both Anu and Goliath were defeated by him. This state was different from that of a simple avatar. In fact, after Amon broke through the ninth level, he could split into another identity to act, and after becoming a god, he could naturally also change into various forms to face the world, but the situation was different from that of Darius.
Everything that Darius did on earth was the confirmation of Marduc, his experiences were Marduc's knowledge, and the power that he cultivated would also become Marduc's growing power. Whether Darius, the "man", could transcend eternal life, as long as he came to the human world and confirmed what Marduc wanted, it would be a success. And when Marduc came to the human world, it was as Darius. "
At this time, Darius would have the power of Marduc.
Today, Amon could not do this, nor could Anu, the creator of the Anunnaki divine clan, and Anyla, the creator of the Ennead divine clan, but Marduc had done it. Amon had been exploring higher realms of existence, and Darius, or Marduc, in front of him had given him a good confirmation, worthy of careful consideration.
Amon could not help but be stunned, and asked in a deep voice: "Why are you telling me this?"
Darius's smile actually looked a little naive: "Like a child, wearing a new dress, or like an adult, getting a good position, always can't help but want to show off to his neighbors. I am very lonely now, who else can understand what I am feeling at this moment? Only you, Amon. Thank you for making a special trip here to prepare good wine for me, how considerate! "
Amon continued to pour wine expressionlessly, "I have to thank you too, at least you have given me an inspiration."
Marduc's smile became a little cunning again, "If that's the case, then I have to thank you even more. I heard that you have the title of Emperor Killer, wherever you appear, there is always a human emperor who will be unlucky! I came to meet him this time, but I met you outside the city of Kish. According to Cyrus the Great's schedule, he should arrive in Kish this afternoon, but now it seems that he will not be able to.
Like you, I am a god, and I will not directly attack a mortal unless he challenges me. Besides, I have my promise, and I will not hurt a king who believes in me. And I have cut off this incarnation of Darius, and everything I do in the human world will not go beyond this identity, otherwise there is no way to verify it. If someone succeeds in assassinating Cyrus, it may instead help me, so allow me to say my thanks in private! "
Amon's face changed slightly, and he suddenly realized a situation that he had not expected in advance. Even if Samir and Faust really succeeded in assassinating Cyrus, it was likely that they would not be able to save the Assyrian Empire. This assassination was based on the speculation that once Cyrus died, the tribes of Potz would fall into civil strife, and the newly established provinces would fall apart.
Now it seemed that if Cyrus really died, the tribes of Potz would seize power in internal strife.
But there was still such a Supreme General with a large army, and his talent was no less than that of Cyrus, so they could take advantage of this opportunity to clean up the situation and ascend to the throne. Amon could even see that Darius would become an even more dazzling Emperor of Potz in the human world.
According to the first plan formulated by Bright Moon Night, the assassination of Cyrus should be today, and whether they succeeded or not, the result was probably already set, and even if Amon wanted to stop it, it would be too late. With Darius here, the final result for the Assyrian Empire would be the same whether Cyrus died or not.
But Darius just sat in front of him and drank, using magic to conceal his breath and talking with Amon. At this moment, Amon could not get accurate news from afar, so he could only sit here and drink with him, listening to the Supreme General of Potz talk in a boastful tone.
Amon raised his cup again and said: "Marduc, I want to congratulate you on the creation of another Supreme General of Potz in the human world!"
Darius smiled and raised his cup. "You should call me Darius. As for the throne of Potz, I'm afraid it will take some time before I can obtain it. If there is no internal strife in Potz, there will be no such opportunity. My actions in the human world cannot go beyond the identity of Darius, and it may take some time to settle the situation. Did you send an emissary to participate in the assassination of Cyrus? Don't worry, my emissaries will not participate. Whether they can escape or not depends on their own ability. "
Amon's mood had calmed down, and he said lightly: "What is there to be happy about? Get ready to go back to Potz to quell the rebellion! No matter how powerful General Darius is, it will take a few years. "
Darius was still smiling. "Of course I am happy. Although I can't welcome Cyrus the Great, there is Amun who has set up the most beautiful wine in the world to wait for me, the future Supreme General of Potz. As I said when I sat down, a good wine should be drunk for a hero!"
At this moment, suddenly, a very impatient voice sounded: "A good wine should be drunk for a hero?
Are you kidding me? Good wine should be shared with beautiful women! The so-called heroes have always been drinking strong wine or bitter wine.
As gods, is there a need for the two of you to sit in this place with the best wine in the world? How boring! Now that you are in the human world, you should drink the wine here in such a tavern. This is fun! "
The two gods were shocked at the same time and turned to look at a corner of the courtyard. There was originally a person sitting there. Although Amon and Darius had paid attention to him just now, they did not find anything unusual, so they did not pay attention to him. When they spoke, they isolated their voices. Not to mention the soldiers on the road, even the other gods could not hear them.
But this person heard them. Not only did he hear them, but his voice penetrated the isolated space and reached Amon and Darius's ears.
Darius turned around and shouted, "Who are you? Why are you here?"
The person stood up and put down the wine glass. The glass was filled with the sour and bitter wine sold in this tavern. He was a middle-aged man. When he was sitting there, he did not attract much attention. Now that he stood up and spoke, there was a kind of dignified air about him. Even in front of Darius and Amon, he did not seem to be affected.
He smiled and waved his hand. "I did not mean to eavesdrop on you two. It was you who insisted on sitting next to me and talking about these things. It was as if you were talking to me."
Amon stood up and bowed. "May I know who you are?"
The middle-aged man had broad shoulders and a thick back. His long blond hair and beard were neatly combed. His blue eyes seemed to be bottomless. He smiled and said, "I came to the human world to pick up girls. I just happened to pass by! You two continue to talk. I will continue to look for my wine and beauties. The human world is so beautiful.
Life is so wonderful. You two, why do you work so hard for nothing? "
As he spoke, he put the money on the table and walked away with his hands clasped behind his back. On the road, he passed through the army and disappeared. Those soldiers in bright armor were still standing solemnly in formation. Unexpectedly, no one saw him!
Darius and Amon looked at each other. Darius, who had been showing off a moment ago, now seemed to have lost interest. He asked Amon, "Do you know this person?"
Amon shook his head. "I have never seen him."
Darius muttered to himself, "He can hear us, he can make himself visible to us, and no one can see him. Among the gods, I can only think of Anu and Anu who can do this. But it can't be them. Could it be … "
"Zeus," Amon answered for him.
Darius slapped the table. "Yes, it should be him. Zeus, the Lord of Olympus! What is he doing here? "
Amon shrugged. "He has already said that he is here to pick up girls. He just happened to pass by."
Darius: "How can there be such a coincidence?"
Amon sighed. "It is indeed a coincidence. The three most powerful gods on the continent are sitting and drinking in a tavern like this at the same time. I can't believe it either, but it happened! "
Darius turned out to be the human incarnation of Marduc. This made Amon realize that Samir and Faust's assassination of Cyrus was a futile risk. But as long as one lived in the world, one had to do something for one's vows. But in Marduc's view, doing so was equivalent to helping him indirectly. So when he picked up the wine opposite Amon, he looked like a child showing off his new clothes.
But the sudden appearance and departure of Zeus was beyond their expectations. The two could not figure out what the Lord of Olympus wanted to do. The best wine in the world could no longer taste it. The two powerful gods on the continent seemed to feel an unknown that was beyond their control.
Just then, three flying swords whizzed towards them from the distant horizon. The mages controlling the flying swords spared no effort in using their magic power to rush towards them at top speed. The soldiers on the official road were still unaware, but Darius and Amon had already noticed. Darius nodded. "Congratulations. It seems that someone has succeeded in assassinating Cyrus."
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