World of Gods

When the magic weapon is exhausted, every sanctuary magic is petrified.

"Xerxes, you despicable beast!" During the process of petrification, the Persian magicians gritted their teeth and cursed Xerxes.

Xerxes blocked the space, resulting in these Persian magicians also unable to use teleportation magic to escape.

Xerxes in the sky, looking back.

All the magicians, warriors, priests and fate warlocks of all ranks were petrified one after another and fell to the ground.

Their bodies slowly petrified from bottom to top, but they still did not give up, grasping the soil with both hands and climbing vigorously.

It seems that as long as you climb a little more, you have more hope.

Hope does not come, the hair of Medusa has never stopped.

The scarlet sun jumped out of the horizon and shone on the battlefield.

On the earthy yellow ground covered with dark red spots, a layer of gray stone sculptures and fragments of stone sculptures are slowly spread.

Xerxes turned his head and continued to run away.

There was a dead silence in his heart.

No resentment, no anger, no despair.

Only deep and endless darkness remained.

"Want to kill your uncle, you are still a little tender."

Ajman appeared next to Xerxes.

Xerxes was expressionless and continued to fly.

Finally, he did not hold back and looked back again.

The head of Medusa has disappeared, and Su Ye's entire body has been recovered.

Mitayad stood upright with his shield, Su Ye carried the unconscious Euclid on his back.

In the morning light, Su Ye and Xerxes looked at each other.

Afterwards, Su Ye slowly raised his right hand and raised his **** to Xerxes.

Xerxes didn't know what this meant, but knew that it was a huge humiliation.

The other Greeks didn't know the meaning of Su Ye's gesture, but they all followed Su Ye and silently raised their **** to Xerxes.

More than two hundred thousand middle fingers point to the sky, to Xerxes and the Persian fleeing team of less than 1,000 people.

This time, even the Greek soldier on the victorious side did not smile.

Many people even feel cold all over.

The moment the legendary warrior Mahal took the shot, the Greeks had already foreseen this moment.

Legend shot, there is no winner on the battlefield.

Mahar's light blades and attacks did not hit Su Ye, but they could fly thousands of meters.

His attack was clearly aimed at Su Ye, not only killing thousands of Persians, but even thousands of Greek soldiers.

In the second war, far more Greek soldiers died in the hands of Mahal than in the hands of millions of Persian troops.

It is precisely because of Mahal's shot that the Greek side can fight back indefinitely.

Nearly a million Persians were killed by Medusa's Shield.

Facing the army of millions, there is still hope of survival.

But in the face of the battle of legends and the semi-artifact, there is no hope.

Many people dare not even come forward to touch the petrified Persians.

Su Ye returned to Proguan with Euclid on his back.

After Medels' treatment, Euclid returned to health, but due to exhaustion of magic and physical strength, he needed a rest.

He suffered fewer injuries than the few sanctuary magicians who had been drained of magic power.

The army quietly cleaned the battlefield and prepared silently.

The temple carriage in the sky is quietly suspended, and the soldiers below almost don't bother to look at them.

In the carriage space of the Temple of Zeus, the arbiter and priests were dull and silent for a long time.

"What do you think of this battle?" The voice of Aldis, the grand arbiter of the Temple of Zeus, spread throughout the carriage.

"I believe in the previous battle reports."

"I don't believe it, not because they overreported, but obviously underreported."

"The number of people in the first game is not sure. In the second game, the number of kills should be an integer, one million." The Sun Temple Grand Adjudicator Mente said.

Everyone nodded subconsciously.

Who dares to count now!

The older priests were silent, they made eye contact in secret, but they kept silent.

Ordinary people only see the battle on the battlefield, but they can feel the attention of the gods here from the clues.

Aldis straightened his body slowly, his eyes flashed, and his muddy eyes became clear.

"The judges of the gods are dispatched and cannot go back empty-handed.

Many people trembled slightly.

"Diverted to the headquarters of the Allied Forces and headed to Tempe Valley. I want to stay in the sky above Tempe Valley. Since they think that Mitayad of Proguan is in a negative confrontation with Su Ye and is deceiving the gods, then I want to see. , How do they actively fight, how to please the gods!"

The priests and the arbiter secretly sighed.

The coalition headquarters is going to endure a **** storm.

All the temple carriages turned around and flew towards Tempe Valley.

Mitayad looked up at the back of those carriages, turned back to Daying with a cold face.

On the carriage in the Temple of Nemesis, many people talked in low voices.

One of the elderly priestess with skin wrinkled into bark snorted coldly.

"Su Ye's breath of rebellious fate is so strong that my snake whip trembles slightly. When the war is over, I will hunt him myself!"

Inside the carriage, Andre and the two priestesses who had been following Su Ye were ecstatic.

This one is the great judge of the Temple of Nemesis!

A legendary priest!

Andre lowered his head slightly, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Su Ye, goodbye. It's a pity, but I want you to die even more!"

In the early morning of Puluoguan, the sun caresses everyone's face like the wind.

The logistics staff and some soldiers will still be busy.

The inventory of the battle last night has not been completed, and now we have to continue the second inventory, at least until the evening.

Everyone once again entered Su Ye's Heavenly Fortress to heal their injuries and recover their strength.

Subsequently, General Mitheyade held a high-level meeting, which included not only the generals and magicians in the army, but also all the golden ranks and a few silver rank generals.

Hundreds of people are sitting in the hall.

Some people are smiling, some are plain, and some are worried.

Miteyard summed up the two battles in a very calm tone, then pointed out the shortcomings exposed by the two Greek armies, criticized several generals who did not well enough, and then affirmed some outstanding generals. Finally, all All the compliments were given to Su Ye alone.

All the people present were convinced. In these two battles, Su Ye and the magic servant killed more Persians than every general led before this battle.

Mitayade was praising Su Ye, suddenly, a four-winged magic eagle suddenly rushed into the military tent and flew straight to Mitayade.

Everyone's expressions were stunned. This was the highest-level magic messenger in the coalition headquarters, and it was only used by a hundred thousand urgent events.

The four-winged magic eagle flew in front of Mitayad, lowered his head slightly, and said in a strange tone: "I have seen the noble general of Mitayad, this is the emergency military situation of the coalition headquarters. Tweet..."

With that, he handed the black paw in front of Mitaiad, loosened the paw, and put down a wooden tube.

Su Ye saw this four-winged magic eagle for the first time. It was covered in black feathers, stood as tall as a four- to five-year-old child, and had a wingspan of more than three meters.

The pale golden feathers on the neck show its identity as a golden monster.

The four-winged magic eagle is known to have the fastest flight speed among the beasts that humans can contract, even surpassing the dragon, second only to the few wind elemental beings.

Mitayade opened the wooden pipe, took out the white paper inside, and placed it on his command book. The handwriting naturally appeared on the white paper.

He read it carefully, and finally glanced at the seal of the coalition headquarters.

"Tweet..." The four-winged magic eagle walked awkwardly to the table next to Mitayad, turned and stood upright, looking straight ahead like a statue, his eyes motionless.

In the gaze of everyone's probing, Mitayad pinched the magic letter with two fingers, and said: "There are two news. One is that Gilgamesh has set off and led all the remaining Persian troops to Tempe Valley. The second one. The news is that the coalition headquarters hoped that the Guardian Knights would send troops to the city of Orusson and then attack the Persian army from the rear."

"Fart!" a grumpy general shouted.

"Are they crazy?"

"Let the judges of the gods trouble us first, and now require the cavalry to attack the city, and then pinch the army of three million back and forth? What about their faces?"

"If we just go around from the rear to the rear of Tempe Valley and reinforce them, I can accept it, but let us 90,000 people rush out of the city, walk a day's journey to attack the city, and then attack the Persian army, this is too vicious! "

"This is where the rescue is, it just hurt us again!"

The military tent suddenly exploded, and the generals scolded.

Especially the cavalry generals, scolded the worst.

Isn't this just letting yourself die?

The four-winged magic eagle tilted its head slightly ~www.ltnovel.com~ and looked at these humans curiously.

Mitaiyade reached out and stroked the back of the four-winged magic eagle, and the four-winged magic eagle immediately squinted, and there was a slight whirring sound in his throat.

"They are waiting for my reply, Su Ye, what do you think?" Mitaiade said.

"I can't control the infantry of Pluoguan, but the cavalry must not move, because both soldiers and horses are too tired. Even with the help of the heavenly fortress, I am not sure whether there are hidden dangers. Today must rest." Su Yedao.

The generals breathed a sigh of relief.

Miteyard nodded and asked, "Medels, how about you?"

"I follow General Su Ye's order." Medels said.

Miteyard was taken aback for a moment, everyone was puzzled, and Medels rarely said this in formal occasions.

Mitaiyade showed a weird smile and said, "With today's credit, Su Ye can be promoted to general."

Everyone suddenly realized.

Everyone looked at Su Ye with joy, but after an instant, there was something more in everyone's eyes.

A seventeen-year-old general, Hercules is not so strong.

A general sneered and said: "Since it was called by the temple, it was a battle for all of Greece, then you are not qualified to deny Su Ye's merits from the Mount of Wars in Athens or even the Allied Forces headquarters. Unless the gods personally deny it, Su Ye will definitely be promoted after this battle. general."

The Athenians didn't feel like listening.

"Don't underestimate the despicableness of those old bureaucrats and nobles. They can acknowledge Su Ye's merits, then pick Su Ye's fault, and do everything possible to prevent Su Ye from being promoted to general."

"If Su Ye can't be promoted to general, I will quit!"

"Yes, if Su Ye can't be promoted to general, I will leave Athens immediately!"

"Hurry up and come to our Sparta."

"Macedonia welcomes you."