Virus Throne

The reason why Paris stepped onto the battlefield was not his bravery and responsibility, but Helen's contempt.

Mene was Helen's former husband. Paris could see the look in Helen's eyes, which was his love and admiration for Mene.

This look made Paris jealous, and Helen's contempt made him unable to bear it any longer.

He wanted to let Helen, the most beautiful woman in Greece, know that Paris was the man who really deserved him.

Helen looked at him coldly, and the endless jealousy burning in her chest gave Paris the courage to stand opposite Mene.

The majestic Mene was like a mighty lion. Paris's insidiousness and cunning, and Cross's sacrifice made the Spartan king furious.

"You idiot, die!" Paris was like a male dog in heat, his face flushed, holding a spear in one hand and a shield in the other, and rushed towards Mene frantically.

If someone who didn't know the inside story saw it, he would think that Mene had robbed his wife.

For some reason, in front of the arrogant Menie and the disdainful Helen, he looked more like a loser.

"Despicable villain, I will use your life to commemorate the spirit of my best friend in heaven!" Menie threw down his shield and stabbed Paris with his spear with the force of thunder.

"Bang!" The two collided for the first time in the center of the battlefield where the two armies were facing each other.

"Bang!" Paris's strength was far inferior to Menie, and he was directly smashed away by Menie.

"Puff!" Paris, who was thrown out for almost a kilometer, slid on the ground for hundreds of meters.

"Puff!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the little fighting spirit that had just accumulated by jealousy collapsed in an instant.

"Ha!" How could Menie miss such a good opportunity? He crossed half of the battlefield and the spear flashing with cold light fell from the sky.

Paris rolled to the side in a mess, his body was covered with dust and spit blood mixed together.

"Boom!" Mene's spear smashed a huge deep pit on the ground.

"Huh!" The spear swept out along the ground, and Paris dodged it again.

His awakening skill, Soul Chasing, can indeed be called an auxiliary skill, which can be added to himself and weapons.

It is very similar to the enhanced version of the Seven Bitterness Sword, which is specifically designed to find the enemy's flaws.

If Xu Youran thinks carefully, he should find that many combat skills seem to be related to awakening skills.

Some combat skills seem to refer to awakening skills, and some combat skills can allow the awakener to comprehend the elemental power and awakening skills that he has not mastered.

The Seven Bitterness Sword has the shadow of Soul Chasing. According to the different comprehension abilities and cultivation methods of each practitioner, perhaps an awakener can eventually perform the effect of Soul Chasing.

The same is true for the Free Heart Sword. It also refers to awakening skills, but it does not refer to one awakening skill, but to several strong attack awakening skills with different attributes.

Xu Youran's newly-cultivated Sword of Passing by a Light and the Body of the World Within Reach point to the power of the elements of time and space, respectively.

Whether a practitioner can glimpse the secrets of time and space depends on self-cultivation.

Chasing the Soul is indeed a good skill, but it's a pity that Paris is too weak.

Not to mention finding Mene's flaws to attack, even defense is a problem.

Both of them are six-time awakeners, but Paris is not a little bit behind Mene.

Seeing Paris being beaten by Mene and vomiting blood repeatedly and in a mess, Hector in front of the Trojan army tightly grasped the sword in his hand.

King Priam has more than these two sons, but only Hector and Paris have the same mother, so the two brothers have a very good relationship.

The disappointment in Priam's eyes on the city wall became more and more obvious, and Helen's eyes were shining with strange colors, but she seemed to be getting happier and happier.

Priam had wanted to hand Helen over to the Greeks a long time ago, and even wanted to execute Helen, but he was afraid of hurting Paris.

After Helen came to Troy, she was not idle at all, fanning the flames everywhere, making Troy a mess.

In Priam's view, this woman is indeed the most beautiful woman in the world, and is not inferior to Aegis and Venus, but her heart is as vicious as Hades.

Of course, in the eyes of the Greek heroes, Helen is not only the most beautiful woman in Greece, but also one of the greatest women in Greece.

Only these heroes know her contribution to the Greek people.

Even though she has been cursed countless times, there are still 100,000 Greek warriors willing to fight for her.

The battle between Mene and Paris is getting more and more intense, or Mene's unilateral killing is getting more and more cruel.

"Pah!" The sword in Paris's hand has been knocked away by Mene's spear, and he picked up a shield while rolling and crawling.

"Bang!" Mene's spear hit the shield, splashing countless sparks, "Puff!" Paris vomited blood, seriously injured and dying.

Mene dropped the spear in his hand and punched Paris.

"Puff!" Paris flew far away, his bones were almost broken, and his shield was thrown out.

Mene did not draw his sword, he did not want to kill Paris so quickly.

The hatred for Paris could not be washed away even if all the water in the Aegean Sea was poured out.

This cowardly pretty boy not only defiled his wife, but also killed his best friend Cross.

Mene wanted to humiliate this coward in front of hundreds of thousands of people on and off the city.

He wanted to tear Paris apart with his own hands in front of this coward's father and brother.

"That's enough!" Hector looked at Mene grabbing Paris's hair and dragging long bloody traces on the ground. He couldn't bear it anymore, "I admit defeat for Paris!"

"Admit defeat? Hahaha..." The strong and tall Mene looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, "You said it easily, who will pay for the life of my Greek warrior? Who will wash away the humiliation suffered by the whole Greece? My best friend Cross is watching in the sky. This despicable coward!"

Mene's beard and hair were spread out, and she was furious, dragging Paris before the battle between the two armies.

"Ula!"

"Ula!"

"Assault!"

"Assault!"

Nearly 100,000 Greek warriors raised their spears and let out earth-shattering cheers.

The tens of thousands of warriors on the Trojan side were silent and dead.

Paris was not as strong as Mene, so defeat was normal, but he was vomiting blood while sobbing and crying for mercy.

Such cowardice and humbleness made the Trojan warriors unable to hold their heads high.

Warriors will only worship warriors in their hearts, and heroes will only become close friends with heroes.

Paris, who was greedy for life and fearful of death, was not even as good as an ordinary Trojan warrior.

King Priam's old and cloudy eyes seemed to be slightly red. That was his son, and he really couldn't stand it anymore.

This Spartan king from Greece was wantonly humiliating their children in front of Paris's elderly father and mother.

He glanced at Helen, and seemed to see excitement and cruelty in Helen's eyes, and let out a long sigh helplessly.

"Humble, cowardly, insidious, cunning Paris, I will treat you as a distinguished guest, give you food and wine, and let my wife and daughter pour you wine." Mene roared, "How did you repay the Greeks? Passionate? Steal my treasure and capture my wife. Today is the moment for you to repay. All the gods in Olympus can't save you!"

Following Menie's roar, "Canglang!", he pulled out the sword from his waist and raised it high.

Paris, who was dragged several hundred meters by Mene's hair, had long since lost the power to resist, and even less the heart to resist.

At this moment, he only felt severe pain all over his body, as if all his bones were broken.

His body was covered in dust and blood, and his handsome face had been swollen like a pig's head from Mene's old punches.

"No! No..." Paris saw Mene's long sword raised high, which was the call of death, "Don't... don't kill me... please... I... I will... return Helen... for you……"

"Hmph! Are you remembering it now? It's too late!" Mene laughed ferociously, "I will get my things back by myself! I will bloodbath Troy and let all of you die without a burial place!"

"Ula!"

"Assault!"

The Greek army all became manic, with their sharp spears raised high.

The Trojan warriors lowered their heads one after another, clenching their swords with infinite anger in their eyes.

"Boom!" The sonic boom cloud suddenly exploded, and an extremely strong figure, carrying a monstrous power, surpassed the speed of sound, and struck at Mene with a sword.

"How dare you!" Agamemnon shouted angrily, and his figure instantly turned into an afterimage, heading straight towards the center of the battlefield.

"court death!"

"Shameless!"

"kill!"

Several Greek heroes rushed to the center of the battlefield, but they were a step too late.

"Boom!" Hector struck Mene's sword with his sword, and his body and bones were shattered with all his strength.

In Menie's haste, he had no time to exert any force, and was directly knocked away by a sword.

"Crack!" While in the air, he seemed to have heard the sound of his own bones breaking.

"Puff!" The tall and strong body fell hundreds of meters away. "Puff!" The blood that was pressed in his chest finally spurted out wildly.

Hector didn't waste any time, grabbed Paris, who was lying on the ground like mud, and jumped back into the Trojan army.

"Bang bang bang..." Several figures fell next to Mene. Agamemnon half-knelt on the ground and helped Mene up.

He suddenly looked up in the direction of Troy. Hector was handing Paris over to the military doctor for treatment.

Paris's injury was actually not serious, and it might not even be as serious as Mene's injury, but he looked really embarrassed and his mentality was completely broken.

"Hector, you shameless villain!" Agamemnon said through gritted teeth, "How can you destroy the duel between warriors? You are humiliating the whole of Greece, and you are humiliating yourself! "

"I have already surrendered for Paris, why should I be aggressive anymore?" Hector stood up and said loudly, "Mene is your brother, and Paris is also my brother. You love Mene more than yourself, I I love Paris more than myself!"

"Brother..." Mene struggled to sit up, with angry fire burning in his eyes, "Kill these shameless people for me!"

"Don't worry!" Agamemnon nodded solemnly and waved his hand, "Let's go back."

When such a sudden change occurred, there was an uproar among the Greek army, and everyone was angrily cursing Hector and Paris.

Paris, who quickly collapsed into a ball, was carried up the city wall. His father, mother, brothers and sisters all surrounded him, but Helen just glanced at him coldly with disappointment, then turned around and looked at the person who was being carried away worriedly. Mene.

"Bang!" Hector stabbed his spear into the ground and said loudly: "I, Hector, am willing to fight in place of Paris. I can promise any request on behalf of Troy. As long as any of your heroes can kill me, Troy will open its doors to you."

Agamemnon looked at the mighty Hector and looked around, "Who is willing to cut off his head and sacrifice it to our Cross!"

Among the heroes behind him, a sturdy figure stepped forward without hesitation.

This is a strong warrior about 190 cm tall, wearing the standard iron-blue armor of the Greek army, with a mask on his face, revealing only a pair of eyes as bright as cold stars.

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