I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

To be honest, although he is a famous hero, there are not many epic legends about Ajax in Greek mythology.

When Ainz Oulgon asked El-Melloi II, the other party finished a lesson in less than 10 minutes.

"Hahahaha, I knew you would not refuse!"

Ajax laughed boldly, and beat rhythmically on the bronze shield with his javelin, like beating a drum before a battle.

"It's not too late, let's get started."

Although Ainz Ooal Gown was wearing armor, he did not use Magic and Perfect Warrior to change his class, so there was no need to make any adjustments.

Hearing this, Ajax was naturally not polite, and made a sideways charge against the shield, as if he wanted to knock Ainz Ooul Gong to pieces.

"Magic Thousand Bone Spear."

Ainz Ooal Gown raised his hand and summoned a large bone spur from the ground, blocking Ajax's path to delay the opponent's footsteps.

And taking advantage of this little time, Anzi Ooulgong's body was brushed with colorful brilliance continuously and quickly, fully maximizing the status gain.

"See through! Blessing! Power of the dragon! Infinite barrier! Essence of life! Extraordinary intuition! Increased perception! High-level hardening! Magic barrier·sacred! High-level all-attribute enhancement! High-level resistance enhancement! Cutting power enhancement..."

After frantic stacking of buffs, Ainz-Wur-gong really entered the PVP mode, fighting against Ajax.

"Fifth-level magic Dragon Thunder."

The dragon-shaped thunder arrived in front of Ajax in an instant, and was blocked by Ajax subconsciously with a bronze shield, exploding into sheets of flashing electric sparks.

And relying on the reckless spirit of recklessness, Ajax really managed to get close to Anzi Oulgong, intending to prove that fighters are better than mages.

"Momoga, you're not strong enough! Are you tickling me? What about the big thunderbolt from last time? Let me use it all!"

However, Anzur Gon did not satisfy Ajax's wish, he did not even retreat to widen the distance between the two sides, but raised his right hand.

"Magic Gravity Vortex."

The huge black sphere came out in response to the call, spinning inwards to produce the ultimate pulling force, dragging Ajax's body staggeringly.

"Magic Obsidian Sword."

Several pitch-black and sharp long swords perfectly blended into the night, and magic swords with automatic tracking effects formed a sword array to strangle Ajax.

But Ajax is a warrior after all, he has dealt with countless arrows and hidden weapons on the battlefield, and protected himself tightly with javelins and bronze shields.

After several rounds of fighting, Ajax was unscathed, but the obsidian swords were shattered, and the hero's blood and fighting spirit were completely inspired.

"Although you are Caster, I can still feel that you are as brave as a warrior when I am in close combat with you! Momoga, you are not the kind of soft-legged shrimp who only dare to hide in the back and cast spells, you He is an undisputed combat artist! The one who has experienced life and death!"

"Thank you for the compliment." Ainz Ooal Gon responded frankly, and said, "If that's the case, then I'll let you end the curtain as a warrior."

"Oh?" Ajax frowned when he heard the words, and seemed a little angry: "Stop me in the way of a warrior? Momonga, I advise you to use the magic you are best at, otherwise you will never It will be my opponent...and this time, I will pierce your empty skull!"

Last time, because he did not know that the opponent was an undead, although Ajax's javelin pierced the armor, it did not cause any actual damage.

But as a hero, Ajax had killed undead creatures before his death. If he couldn't do it, he used brute force to tear down the opponent's skeleton.

Thinking of this, Ajax launched the attack first, threw the javelin in his hand with all his strength, and then charged forward with strides.

"It doesn't matter, I will force you to use a big magic trick like last time! If you can really do it, then go ahead!"

Ainzioul Gong quietly watched Ajax charge like a mad cow, and what happened next would prove that what he said was true.

"You did win a move last time, I admit it, but that's just because I didn't have all the conditions for victory..."

Above the sky, the whistling javelin fell straight down like a missile, rubbing against the air and bursting out intense sparks, like a falling meteor.

On the ground, the roaring hero rolled over like a train, and even the ground seemed to tremble faintly under his galloping trample.

"I am the strongest and the one who holds all victories in my hand."

Facing the unstoppable hero Ajax, Ainz-Wool-gon calmly chanted the incantation.

"I will defeat all enemies and those who are hostile! All enemies will fear me as the embodiment of victory!"

Accompanied by the impassioned declaration, golden magic radiance emerged from Ainz-Wool-gon's body, making him look like an avatar.

At this moment, Ainz Ooal Gown, who was exercising the power of the God of War, could indeed be called a god, but it would be more appropriate to call him the Godslayer.

"I use these words to challenge the gods in the sky, use this magic power, chant this spell, and make everything in the world bow and kneel!"

As soon as this remark came out, the pressure between the sky and the earth suddenly increased, causing the meteor-like javelin to fall, and forcing the hero in charge to struggle.

"W-what's the matter!?"

Ajax stared wide-eyed, he really couldn't understand what he saw.

The other party is obviously a necromancer, why did he suddenly use the power of God in a sudden transformation?

Although he is not an Olympian god, Ajax has seen miracles, and he feels exactly the same as this.

Of course, the authority usurped by the Mountain Man has become the Sorcerer King's skill, and has little to do with the original god.

"With the skill of my words and spirits, let the justice of the world appear. These spells are powerful and eloquent, and they are the swords of wisdom that call victory."

In an instant, the sky and the ground turned into a field of gold, and golden swords forged by the spirit of words appeared densely in the air.

"Ajax, you are the son of Telamon and Erisper, and the cousin of Achilles, the shining hero in the Trojan War..."

Under Ainz Wurgon's methodical narration, the golden swords floating in the air pointed their blades at Ajax in unison, making one's scalp tingle.

Ajax didn't know what these swords of spirit meant, but he still instinctively activated the bronze shield he was most proud of.

"Treasure Phantasm Unveiled, Blazing Sky Covering Seven Rings!!"

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The bronze shield responded to Ajax's call, and deployed several layers of protection outwards.

The majestic and thick barrier is strong enough to stand up against the sky, even if the full moon falls, it can withstand that kind of destruction.

In Ajax's view, these floating golden swords should also be regarded as throwing objects, which can be restrained by the bronze shield.

However, the essence of the golden sword is the spirit of speech, a targeted weapon forged based on a detailed understanding of the enemy.

It can seal power and cut off the godhead, and naturally it can also seal the treasure and cut off the spirit foundation, even if it can only target one person at a time.

Therefore, when Ajax took the initiative to report his true name to Ainz Ooal Gown, and when El-Melloi II completed the analysis, his defeat was already doomed.

"Ajax, your name was given by Hercules."

"Hercules suffered a lot in his youth, and was insulted in Troy by Laomedon, the tyrannical and despotic king of Troy."

"It was Hercules' triumphant return from the crusade against the Amazons. He bravely rescued the king's daughter Hesione from the mouth of the dragon. Laomedon originally promised to give him a horse as a reward, but later he broke his promise. .”

"Heracles decided to take revenge on Laomedon. He took a group of warriors and six ships to attack Troy. Among them were the famous Greek heroes Peleus, Telamon and Oreos."

Accompanied by Anzi Urgon's narration, the first batch of golden swords rained down on the barrier supported by the bronze shield, impaling them into hedgehogs.

The fully unfolded bronze shield couldn't do anything to the sword of speech at all, dense cracks crawled all over the barrier, and the outermost layer of protection immediately shattered.

"How could this be? Are these blades not real, but some kind of concept?"

Ajax felt something was wrong. He had never seen this kind of power, but this did not prevent him from making judgments based on experience and actively looking for ways to deal with it.

"During the swearing-in meeting, Hercules came to Telamon wearing a lion's skin, and Telamon quickly stood up from the table, enthusiastically filled him with wine in a golden cup, and told him to sit down and drink together. "

"Hercules was moved by his friend's enthusiasm, pointed to the sky, and prayed: Father Zeus, if you are willing to show mercy and listen to my request, then please give Telamon a brave son, an invincible son. Son, be as brave as I am in Nemea's skin."

"Before Heracles finished speaking, Zeus sent him a vigorous eagle. Heracles exclaimed excitedly: Hey, Telamon, you are about to get the son you dream of! He will As vigorous as this eagle, the child's name will be Ajax."

When this name was uttered by Ainzi Urgon, Ajax felt a sudden piercing pain in his head, as if tearing his soul, and the strength in his body was constantly being weakened. The bronze shield The second layer of protective barrier was also broken by the sword of words and spirits.

"Ahhhhh-!!"

Ajax hit his head with his hands, but he still couldn't get rid of the tearing feeling, as if he had been cursed by a god, and he was in great pain.

"Soon, Heracles, Telamon and other heroes fought against Troy. In the end, Heracles succeeded in killing King Laomedon, took away his daughter Hesione, and gave her to Telamon.”

"Then Telamon and Hesione had a child, and that was you, Ajax."

When Ajax's life experience was clarified, the Golden Sword took advantage of the situation and made another pawn, and began to fundamentally split his spirit base and seal his treasure.

Ainz Ooal Gown stared indifferently at the hero kneeling on one knee, as if a god from the sky was descending on him for judgment, and calmly read out the verdict.

"In the Trojan War, Ajax, you were a worthy hero."

"You once defeated Hector in a single duel, that is a powerful hero that Achilles dared not say easily; you once stood up to boost morale when the Trojan army invaded the Greek fortress and made the situation worse." Turn defeat into victory; when Hector set fire to the ship, you stood on the ship to resist the attack without fear of the raging fire; you once had equal victories with Odysseus and Diomedes in the competition. .”

As the reason for the bronze shield was pointed out, the Noble Phantasm that liberated the real name was forcibly sealed, and the barrier that could not penetrate even Hector's throwing spear collapsed and dissipated. Stone gray, no longer able to respond to Ajax's call and trust.

However, Ajax, who had lost his Noble Phantasm, did not admit defeat. He endured the discomfort of having his spirit base cut apart, and stood up again with his head held high.

Even if the bronze shield is lost, there is no surrender and struggle in the hero's cognition, only resistance and heroic sacrifice.

The golden sword cast by the spirit of words rushed down like a swarm of bees, piercing through the hero's body and limbs, trying to crush his spine.

Ajax did not give in. Even if his body became riddled with holes and his bones and muscles were bound by words and spirits, he would still hold his head high.

"However, you, who are so brave and fearless and have great military exploits, have been treated unfairly in the coalition forces."

"The first time, it was Achilles who gave the prize of the athletic victory to Diomedes, but the two of you obviously didn't really decide the winner."

"The second time, after Achilles died, you snatched his body from the Trojans and sent it back to the ship, while Odysseus took the initiative to stay behind and resist the enemy's pursuit. Afterwards, Achilles' The mother, the goddess Thetis, was about to give her son's armor and weapons as a prize to the hero who rescued Achilles' body, and you and Odysseus both jumped out to prove that you were the hero."

"Shut up! Shut up! Don't say any more! Don't go any further!!"

After hearing Anzi Urgon's words, Ajax's expression suddenly changed, his eyes were full of unwillingness, remorse, anger and hatred...

He had clearly forced himself to forget the unpleasant past, but at this time Ainzi Ooulgong mercilessly uncovered the bloody scar in his heart. It was the most painful past of Ajax, which he would never be able to The blemish that is erased is the blasphemy and defilement of the hero's name.

"However, in the end it was Odysseus who won the support of the majority of the coalition forces. After you learned of this, you were furious. You returned to the ship after your friends persuaded you, but the anger in your heart did not subside. Instead, it intensified, and even wanted to kill Odysseus and the Greek army."

"When you were preparing to attack at night, Athena, the protector of Odysseus, blinded your eyes, causing you to kill the flock of sheep as Greek soldiers all night. After you woke up, you realized what you wanted Everything he did was unbearable, he questioned the gods, and he drew his sword and killed himself in anger."

The word spirit ended at this point, and countless golden swords rushed towards Ainz Ooal Gown's palm, forming a golden blade of wisdom as thick as a door panel.

This will be the final judgment. This sword was specially made for Ajax. It can cut off the spiritual base with just one blow, causing him to lose the basis for his existence.

Ajax naturally understands the crisis of the situation. In order to achieve the strategic goals of his own camp, he has been in contact with his master for a long time.

"Order it with three command spells, Shielder..."

Debit's voice sounded in Ajax's mind, and a huge amount of magic power was injected into his depleted body.

"Do all you can to kill Caster! I allow you to use any means, even if you risk your own life! Go for it!"

"It's the same with me, these powerful hands are trembling with the gun, and the strength has become stronger..."

Ajax roared out the words he had used to boost morale on the battlefield, and activated his own unique skills to force various values ​​to the limit.

The strong muscles that had been knotted and bulging swelled again, and the blue veins burst. The giant standing on the ground raised his spear and roared at the god in the sky.

"My God, why do the immortal gods hate me so much? Why do they insult me ​​like this, and love the cunning Odysseus? I stand here with the blood of sheep on my hands, which will be the laughing stock of the whole army , will also be ridiculed by the enemy!"

Boundless resentment swept up, and the filthy negative emotions swallowed up the brave hero. Ajax's eyes became scarlet and turbid, like a monster.

The already shattered spirit foundation was forcibly stabilized, but Ajax was no longer a Shielder, but an Avenger.

With the help of three command spells and skills, 'Oh God!Why are you so unfair and let me down?' Ajax successfully changed his profession and became an Avenger.

The hero who was brave and good at war disappeared, replaced by a monster whose mind was burned by hatred, a disobedient god.

Ajax threw down his bronze shield and spear, and rushed towards the God of Gold with his bare hands, like a moth to a flame.

Ainzi Oulgon didn't care about Ajax's change, as long as he didn't completely change into another person, the golden sword would be effective for him.

"Do you want to win even if you fall into the abyss of hatred? It's an admirable spirit, but it's also stupid..."

Ainz Ooulgong expressed his evaluation of Ajax, holding the golden sword in both hands, and pierced towards his chest.

"Poor and pathetic hero, I will let you die on the battlefield this time and meet the end at the hands of the enemy!"

Ajax did not avoid the sharp edge of the Golden Sword of Wisdom, and even puffed out his chest to meet it fearlessly.

And he did this with one and only one purpose, and that was to get as close as possible to Ainz-Wur-Gon.

"Sorry, I still chose to commit suicide this time... But, I died with the enemy!!"

Ajax had a ferocious and cheerful smile on his distorted face, as if he had successfully avenged Athena and Odysseus.

The golden sword completely shattered Ajax's spiritual base. His existence has become unstable, and there is no way to restore it.

At this moment, black and red cracks covered the entire body of the Avenger, and the boiling and bursting magic power was compressed in the body, waiting to explode.

"Hahahahaha...Momoga, please accompany me to exit here! For the final victory, you must be eliminated!"

Ajax said so, looking at Ainz-Wurgon with anticipation, hoping to see some panic or defiant curses from the other party.