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If King Eteocles hadn't challenged him to a duel, the kingdom would have been overrun by the Argos army!

In the center of the battlefield, Polynices pushed away the corpse pierced by a sword with a ferocious face.

It was his biological brother.

Ever since Noah defeated him and Eteocles, he began to practice martial arts day and night, so much so that his younger brother took advantage of him and became a lost dog.

But now...

Polynices stood proudly beside the body of Eteocles, followed by the coalition of seven heroes and other powerful heroes.

Looking at the despairing soldiers under the opposite city, Polynices was also rude.

Even if all you get is a broken kingdom, it is still an incredible wealth.

He can still be a king and still enjoy the power of a king.

"Thebes! Open the city gate! From now on, there will be no Thebes! Only me, the new king! Only the name of the new country given by me!"

Facing the threat of this former prince, now the executioner, the city seemed to slowly open the broken and creaking gate after a short period of dead silence.

This made Polynices' smile become even more wanton and arrogant.

He glanced disdainfully at the soldiers outside the city. The despairing faces on their faces were indeed completely hopeless and heartless.

That's great, isn't it?

Who told you to resist me, the orthodox king, and instead obey Eteocles, the false king?

Seeing the city gate slowly opening, the heroes behind Polynices burst into laughter.

This means that they can enter the city and do whatever they want, which is what Polynices promised them.

Wealth, women, wine!

The heroes, who were getting more and more excited as they thought about it, were about to move forward, but...

Polynices' smiling face froze, and instantly turned into a frosty chill.

I saw that behind the city gate were a group of old, weak, sick and disabled people with red eyes and haggard faces.

Polynices would only be quite happy if he were just old, weak and sick.

Because this represents the surrender of Thebes.

But now, they have weapons in their hands.

The seven heroes who were laughing at the hateful eyes with bloodshot eyes slowly stopped laughing.

This is to fight until death...

But what can a group of old, weak, sick and disabled do?

Looking for death?

There were even old men in their seventies and children of several years old.

It's a bit...

As one of the heroes of the coalition, Amphiaraus was also the king of Argos, a prophet and wise man.

After hesitating for a while, he still left the matter to Polynices to make a decision.

It is up to him to decide whether to release or kill.

After all, they were Polynices' citizens after all.

"What are you going to do, Polynices?"

Hearing this, Polynices sneered.

Now that they are red-blooded, they will naturally massacre all these rebellious people who hate their king.

He didn't want to leave any trouble for himself.

Pulling out the sword that he had used to kill his own brother again, Polynices shouted coldly.

"Kill them!!"

Hearing the former prince's cold words, the old, weak, sick and disabled gritted their teeth with even more hatred.

On one side were the cavalry and infantry covered in blood, on the other were the old, weak, sick and disabled who could not stand firmly. Even the remaining soldiers had been completely shattered and were completely unable to fight.

Under the bright sky, there should have been a beautiful scenery, but the bloody meat grinding ground had no regard for whether the bottom line of the human heart could bear it.

The remaining broken arm is just a horrifying desperate situation if the sticky flesh and blood has covered the ground.

Polynices' ferocious cruelty even made Helios, the sun god, a little uncomfortable.

Even if Polynices is fighting for his own interests.

At this moment, as the cold cavalry flew by quickly, the silent and dead scene seemed to turn into black and white.

Only tragedy remains, only inhumane slaughter.

Everything around him seemed to have fallen into a quiet cave, completely unable to express the sadness of life.

The battlefield at this moment has turned into a static painting.

There are cavalrymen who are rushing and bloodied, there are desperate Thebes remnants who cannot stand up, and there are hostile old, weak, sick and disabled people who are holding so-called "weapons", but in fact they are just farm tools.

Polynices' eyes were cold, too cold to be human.

He has paid too much for the throne.

However, just as he watched the cavalry charge, a sharp and sharp sound that came from far and near at a very fast speed seemed to cut through the space in an instant.

The pupils shrank suddenly, and the seven heroes simultaneously felt that a dangerous crisis was approaching!

This is! ! ? ?

"唳————!!!"

"boom----!!!!"

Explode!roar!

A strange attack descended from the sky, instantly knocking the oncoming cavalry off their feet!

Seeing that when he was about to win the throne, someone still dared to interfere, and Polynices became furious.

"who!?"

who?

This is the doubt shared by everyone present.

immediately……

"Hisssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!!!"

In an instant, some kind of hot fire quickly rose!

A high-pitched neighing sound came from heaven!

A holy figure surrounded by holy fire crashed directly to the ground, blasting the remaining cavalry farther away, forcing them not to get close to this group of old, weak, sick and disabled.

The person who was surrounded by Mars and whose appearance was quite legendary suddenly caused a sudden change in the atmosphere present.

Definitely an amazing hero!

The Seven Heroes of Argus gave their assessment without hesitation, looking at the sacred Pegasus in the sky with quite fearful eyes. Fortunately, the Pegasus left after being delivered, which was a relief to them.

However, this hero sent by Pegasus himself does not seem to be such an easy person to deal with...

In that instant, the power of dozens of cavalry was swept away, making people feel like some legendary heroes!

Chapter 242: Do you understand the value of Mouth Escape?

"Noah!?"

Polynices recognized the once expelled hero.

I couldn't help but widen my eyes.

That handsome figure that makes even the gods sway, is really fascinating and crazy.

And the ability to drive away dozens of cavalry as soon as he appeared was not weak.

He couldn't help but glance at the soldiers behind him and Amphiaraus and others with a frown.

Tired, tired.

If he were to fight Noah now, he might lose his troops.

After finally winning, who would want to face off against a hero who is ready to go?

So Polynices exhorted loudly.

"Noah! I remember you! You don't have to support this decadent kingdom! Come to me and I will grant you the status of a noble!"

Facing a status and power that ordinary people could hardly imagine, the young man who fell from the sky like a divine weapon showed no expression on his face, with no intention of responding to him.

The name Noah reminded many Thebans present of the beautiful boy from the past.

They were the first ones to hear the story of one man against two heroes.

As a result, a glimmer of hope once again appeared in the eyes of many people.

Will Noah save us?

I saw that the young man turned around, as if he was not afraid of the sneak attack of the Seven Heroes Alliance, which made Polynices, who was ignored, look livid.

But he really didn't dare to make a sneak attack.

Unless everyone comes together...

After all, the explosive appearance just now is something that everyone should be afraid of.

No way, where did the Greek heroes see this?

Where do you know how to write the word "force"?

Even though I can’t understand it, I just feel it’s inexplicably powerful.

The young man sighed inwardly.

Do you know the value of being eloquent and forceful?

do not know?

It doesn't matter, you will understand later.

When the young man looked around and finally fixed his eyes on the remnants of the army that fell to the ground and the group of old, weak and sick, even the expressionless young man seemed to be moved.

The pure eyes became sad, and the speechless expression became dim.

The look of obvious pity brought tears to the eyes of the remaining Thebans.

It seems that I have found support, I have found someone to rely on to express my grievances!

"No, Noah..."

There was an old man who stooped a few steps with blurred eyes and his voice was trembling.

"Noah!"

Some children cried bitterly and shouted loudly that they were the only ones relying on them now.

"Noah..."

"Noah."

"Noah..."

Every Theban is calling, every remaining Theban is looking forward to it.

What are they expecting?

The young man's sad expression condensed, and he pulled out his long sword and raised it high.

That cold, high-spirited and generous voice resounded throughout the battlefield!

That majestic ray of hope that promised to break through the darkness of the desperate situation arrived as promised!