Greece: Age of Ascension

Chapter 234 Hermes' Kindness

No one thought that Poseidon would actually kill such a ferocious monster with his mortal body. Whether it was a knight, a commoner, or the Thracian princess, they were completely stunned by him.

"My God, this man is as powerful as a god."

"If we have his shelter, what else do we have to fear?"

"Hero, he is our hero!!!"

The people cheered loudly and surrounded Poseidon, even the Thracian princess couldn't help crying with joy.

But that's just it, it's not over yet.

Holding the sword, Poseidon walked up to the corpse of the dragon step by step with his upper body bare, and raised his sword and said: "I am the messenger of the sea god, my name is Amon, Thrace has been destroyed, and I will be here on earth." A city-state was established on the Hellespont at the western end of the Asia Minor peninsula, and the city would be protected by Poseidon, the god of the sea.

If a person who lost his homeland is willing to follow me, the Sea God will protect him forever! ! "

Following Poseidon's proclamation, dark clouds gathered in the sky immediately, and thunder and lightning flickered constantly, illuminating the sky and the earth brightly.

No one thought that he would really have such supernatural power, and he was actually the envoy of the sea god Poseidon, no wonder he was so brave.

"No wonder it was able to kill the dragon."

"Sea God, will Sea God really protect us?"

Someone asked, and when others heard the words, they immediately looked at Poseidon expectantly, hoping to get an affirmative reply.

Of course Poseidon would not deny it, but shouted loudly: "Whoever wants to follow me today will be protected by the Sea God."

"Well, since this is the case, I am willing to follow!!"

A knight put down his sword and slowly knelt down on one knee.

Someone started, and others thought about it. Anyway, their homeland has been destroyed by the fire, and there is no choice now.

Being able to follow Poseidon's messenger, there will be a bright future in the future! !
As a result, people knelt on one knee, "I am willing to follow too!!"

"Me too!"

"My lord, and me!!"

After a short time, there were a lot of people kneeling on the ground, and only the Thracian princess stood there, feeling a little at a loss for a while.

Her father had already died under the flames of the evil dragon, how could she live with a weak woman?

Looking at the people who originally belonged to her, they have already been subdued by the power of this so-called "Amon", and she suddenly became a lonely family.

Thinking of this, Princess Thracian gritted her teeth and decided to follow along, "Warrior, please take me with you. I am also willing to build a new city-state with you."

Poseidon has everything he can do, so amidst the voices of everyone, he pulled together a group of people.

At the same time, Hades has also begun planning where to win over a group of people and come here to establish a city-state.

Just when he was hesitating, Hermes, the envoy of the gods, came to him in person.

"My dear uncle, how are you?"

Hermes was holding a scepter, and his expression was full of jokes. Halfway through his sea monster attack, he was stopped by someone sent by Poseidon. Now Hermes had to think of another way to make things difficult for him.

He found Hades and saluted lightly, like a sensible nobleman.

But only Hades knew how vicious this nephew was,

"I'm still going to find you, Hermes, don't think that hiding in the sea can wash away your sneakiness."

Hades sat with a golden sword, seemingly not caring about him at all, only Thanatos, the god of death, quietly clenched the sword.

Although he can't beat the main god, as long as he can perform in front of Hades, it's worth everything.

Hermes smiled, didn't seem to feel any embarrassment at all, and said politely: "My dear uncle, we used to have some embarrassing pasts, but after these things happened, I thought it should be considered even. "

He said it was even, and Hades was stunned on the spot. There has always been only feuds that get deeper and deeper, so how can there be even?

It's not that he is unwilling to reconcile, but that he knows Hermes' character, and the other party will never let it go.

In fact, Hermes really thought so. He was very skilled in reconciling on the surface and stabbing him in the back.

"My dear uncle, in order to express my apologies, I brought you a seed, as long as you can water it with your blood, it will give birth to a group of human warriors.

And I can assure you that they are the most ferocious warriors. "

Hermes took out a bag of seeds and placed it in front of Hades, which made him a little confused.

But after thinking about it for a while, he still accepted the bag of seeds and expressed a formal reconciliation with Hermes.

At least on the surface, but I don't know if there will be some stumbling in the dark.

After Hermes left, Hades glanced at the seeds in the bag, and said to himself that only a fool would believe you, and he must be hiding some bad idea to trick me.

So, he handed the bag to Thanatos, the god of death, and said, "Scatter this bag of seeds into the sea. I want to see what's special about it."

Thanatos received the order, immediately spread his wings, took the seeds, flew into the sky, flew to the sea, and then scattered all the seeds into the ocean.

Strange to say, this kind of seed sank when it fell into the sea, and not long after, a group of elite warriors swam up from the bottom of the water.

These fighters are all strong and fierce, and they seem to have an invincible posture.

Seeing this, Thanatos quickly reported these things to Hades.

Knowing that the seed given by the other party has undergone such a change, Hades looked puzzled, "Could it be that Hermes is really wrong? Does he really want to reconcile?"

Hades was puzzled, but felt that something was a little strange, but everything had to wait for a closer look at these humans.

So he ordered Thanatos to bring all the people back to the island.

Thanatos wrapped all the soldiers with a black cloud, and led them to Hades.

Seeing the god of death and the king of the underworld, all the soldiers knelt on the ground respectfully.

Hades observed carefully, and couldn't see any problems. He was about to give an order, but suddenly, his expression became distorted. In an instant, his eyes were bloodshot, and he began to hate the companions around him.

A warrior raised his sword and slashed at his companion.

Hades blinked, but didn't stop too much.

Let them fight each other.

One soldier stabbed the sword into the body of the other, who yelled in pain. One of them, Silas, was still conscious. Seeing this, he quickly swung his sword and killed the mad soldier.

But it was like stabbing a hornet's nest, and all the soldiers rushed towards Silas like crazy.

Facing countless soldiers rushing towards him, Silas was also aroused fiercely, and raised his sword to fight back fiercely.

"boom!"

His sword collided with a soldier, and there was a violent collision, and the loud sound shook the eardrums of the people around him.

The warrior was tall and burly, with a long-handled ax in his hand, and when he saw that Silas dared to attack him, his face showed a ferocious expression.

"go to hell!"

With a roar, he swung his ax and slashed at Silas.

Silas hurriedly raised his hand to block the opponent's slashing, but when he heard the crisp sound of "clang", his arm was slightly numb.

Silas only felt a tingling pain from his wrist, and looked down, and saw that his palm had been scratched by the ax blade.

He gritted his teeth and endured the pain from his wrist, and focused all his attention on the enemy in front of him.

Silas's reaction speed is extremely fast, but the opponent is too strong, and he must get rid of the status quo as soon as possible.

Just as he was thinking, a strong wind came from behind, and Silas immediately turned to block.

As soon as his hands touched the enemy's weapon, they were immediately bounced off, and the pain in his wrist made him gasp.

Silas knew that he had to get rid of the other party first, and if he delayed, he might suffer.

Silas jumped up and kicked the opponent's head hard with both feet.

With the sound of howling wind, his toes went straight to the opponent's head.

But the warrior's reaction was much quicker than he expected. He turned his head to avoid the opponent's attack, and swung his ax across Silas' waist.

Silas had to cross his legs to resist, the sharp edge of the ax scraped white marks on his knees, and blood splashed out immediately.

Silas endured the severe pain and fell to the ground, taking advantage of the gap between the opponent's retreat and pounced on him again.

This time his target was the opponent's neck, which was relatively fragile. If he could hit it, even if he couldn't kill him, he would definitely be seriously injured.

Silas's trick did work. The soldier didn't seem to expect Silas' surprise attack, and was caught off guard by him hitting him in the shoulder.

Silas used the force of the kick on the opponent's shoulder to roll into the air to avoid being thrown.

He turned around immediately after landing, clenched his left fist and hit the enemy's abdomen, kicked out with his right foot, and kicked the opponent's chest.

The soldier backed away with a muffled grunt. He staggered for half a step. After standing still, he suddenly rushed to Silas's side, grabbed a stone on the ground and smashed it.

Silas had been prepared for a long time, and immediately dodged and dodged. At the same time, he raised his right foot and kicked out, hitting the opponent's knee.

The soldier fell to his knees with a scream, and the stone in his hand fell to the ground.

At this moment, Silas did not hesitate at all, picked up the stone on the ground and threw it towards the opponent's forehead.

Before the soldier was knocked unconscious, he saw Silas walking towards him, and he struggled to get up and try to run.

Silas had already arrived and kicked the opponent in the chest.The soldier fell to the ground again, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes gradually dimmed.

Silas looked at the other person, squatted down slowly, stretched out his hand to caress the other person's cheek, and finally let go, letting the corpse fall to the ground.

After doing this, Silas stood up and looked around.

The surrounding soldiers had become empty and silent, but the eyes that looked at him revealed fierceness.

"kill him!!"

Suddenly someone yelled, and the originally quiet crowd rushed in like a frying pan.

Armed with knives, guns, sticks or spears, they rushed towards Silas frantically.

Facing the enemies coming like a tide, Silas's expression didn't change at all, remaining calm and indifferent.

He pulled out the sword stuck in the ground and slowly closed his eyes.

Silas moved slowly, like an old man strolling down the street, without looking threatening.

The people around got closer and closer, their eyes were greedy, and they even desperately hoped to kill Silas in the next second.

Just when they were only a short distance away from Silas, Silas opened his eyes, which were as bright as stars.

In the next instant, Silas disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, he had already come to a soldier, and the long sword in his hand slashed down, directly cutting off the soldier's throat.

A headless corpse spurted a large cloud of hot blood, then fell to the ground with a bang.

Immediately afterwards, Silas appeared next to another person again.

His movements were quick and sharp, like flowing clouds and flowing water, and no one could stop him. In just three to five seconds, more than ten people died under Silas' sword.

Seeing his men fall one by one, a warrior with a knife shouted angrily, and rushed towards Silas with his knife raised.

Silas stopped swinging the sword, and fell back on the ground, his whole body sticking to the ground, pointing the long sword obliquely at the rushing warrior.

Seeing this, the soldiers, not to be outdone, brandished their treasured swords and slashed vertically. The sound of the blade piercing through the air was sharp and compelling.

Silas didn't dodge, and the long sword went straight up, the blade collided with the blade, sparks shot out, and the sound of metal rubbing was clearly audible.

Silas's body didn't move at all, but his arms trembled faintly, obviously under great pressure.

And the opponent was having a hard time. Although he had the upper hand, the blade was stuck by Silas's long sword, and he couldn't continue to fall at all, making his power unable to explode.

Silas grabbed the opponent's long knife, twisted his body, abruptly got out from under the opponent's long knife, and then slashed at his throat with a backhand sword.

Seeing this, the knife-wielding warrior quickly drew his knife and retreated, narrowly dodging Silas' sword edge, and jumped up at the same time.

Silas was hot on his heels, and the long sword in his hand went straight for the opponent's chest.

The soldier had no choice but to give up the long knife, and instead grabbed the knife with one hand to block in front of him.

But Silas didn't give him this chance, and his blade left a deep bone scar on the opponent's arm.

His movements did not hesitate because of this scar, but instead became more fierce, and his sword skills became more and more fierce, making his opponent tired of coping.

Silas's offensive became more and more fierce, and the opponent was gradually unable to support it.

At this moment, Silas' figure suddenly disappeared in place, and in the next second, he appeared on the side of the opponent, and the long sword in his hand pierced fiercely into the opponent's rib.

The warrior stared at him incredulously, his eyes widened, before he fell to the ground with a thud.

Silas stood beside his body, looking at the others with fierce eyes.

"Come on, whoever is the king should show it in battle!!"

His words enraged the warriors, who swarmed and surrounded Silas.

"Come on!" Silas raised his voice, concentrating all his strength on one point.

He jumped up suddenly, and the long sword in his hand flew across the air with a thunderous momentum, and a soldier fell to the ground clutching his throat due to the sharp edge of the sword.

His movements were clean and fast as lightning, and Hades couldn't help applauding.

(End of this chapter)