Chapter 199 Don't Bow Your Head! Your Crown Will Fall!
Chapter 199 Don’t bow your head! Your crown will fall off!
Author: Yu Yunfei
Chapter 199 Don’t bow your head! Your crown will fall off!
Now that Helen has returned to this world, and these Greek heroes come to fight, it is of course expected that they will encounter their old enemies Kratos and Penthesilea with a high probability.
Menelaus used the power of the magic stick to lead people to chase him. Firstly, it was for his master's mission, and secondly, of course, it was for the sake of face.
He had imagined countless times what it would be like to meet Helen again.
The only thing he didn't expect would be like this...
Neither he nor his good brother Agamemnon, with the power of Ares, has gained a lifespan that far exceeds that of mortals. The problem is that their lifespan is similar to that of the Asgardians, who have a lifespan of up to five thousand years.
A lifespan of years is not immortality in the true sense.
At the time of the Trojan War, they were already middle-aged. After receiving the longevity body, no matter how much they could carry it or how well they maintained their bodies, after 2,500 years, they were still the same as sixty years old for a mortal man.
So when they saw Kratos, who was still "young and vigorous", and Penthesilea and Helen, who were still in their prime, everyone on the spot was dumbfounded.
He said it was a civil war in the elderly patients' association, so you sent a young man in his early 20s to come out. Isn't this pure cheating?
The long-lost reunion with his wife should definitely be regarded as a comedy, but now it has become a horror movie?
Of course, sometimes horror is also a kind of comedy, but it's just a matter of looking at the problem from another perspective. When you are on the weak side, it is certainly a horror movie, but when you are on the overwhelmingly powerful side, it is a comedy.
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Ange really didn't expect that when he came out, he would see a group of old men in golden armor with white beards and white hair, and even their nose hairs were white.
The golden armor they wore was still shining. They were no longer wearing 'backward' brass armor, but real golden armor. Even because of Ares's blessing, the whole armor was glowing with gold.
A faint fluctuation of divine power.
It's just that the men wearing armor no longer have the fierce power they once had.
Is that hunched-over guy Ajax the Great?
Is that hunchbacked guy next door Odysseus?
Laughing to death!
Even in the heyday of these guys, Ange wasn't necessarily afraid of them after killing Achilles, let alone them with age spots on his face.
In the venue, Kratos was so powerful that when he swept the entire venue with his sharp eyes, no Greek dared to raise his head and look at him.
This included Menelaus himself.
Not daring to face Ange's gaze, he lowered his eyelids.
As everyone knows, Ange didn't let him go.
"Menelaus! Don't bow your head! Your crown will fall off!"
The deep voice, full of violence, was supposed to have a rough flavor. As soon as he said these words, the feeling of being rough and unreasonable arose spontaneously, and all the Greeks present turned their attention to Menelaus.
The undead army must have a Lich King, ah, the Greeks must have an emperor.
Now that I have put on the crown through the hand of Ares, if Menelaus can't bear the trouble, who will?
The old Mo people were all numb.
He almost forced himself to raise his head, gritting his teeth until his sockets were almost bleeding: "I am Menelaus 233, the orthodox emperor of the Greek Empire. Kratos, as a Spartan, why don't you see me?"
bow down!?"
"Pfft!" Ange is a professional at showing off, but even a pretentious person like him couldn't hold back what Lao Mo said.
I really want to laugh.
Laugh if you want to.
The entire museum echoed with Ange's wild laughter!
"Hahahaha! Menelaus! We are all old rivals. Who are you fooling? You have such a bad temper. You can't be direct in everything you do. Back then, in order to make up an excuse to start a war with Troy, you deliberately compensated
Fuck your own wife. And what price did you pay to become the emperor? Tell me, I’m really curious!”
When An Ge said these words, he was definitely murderous and heart-wrenching.
Menelaus' expression changed immediately. No, it was a big change.
The king of Sparta had his wife abducted, which was bizarre. So many guards and maids in the Spartan palace were dead? Although Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty, was at work here, there was something wrong with Troy.
God, there is no patron saint in Greece? Let a goddess with no fighting ability help Paris kidnap Helen?
The Greeks longed for the fertile land of Troy, and powerful gods such as Ares, Athena, and Apollo were eager to seize more priesthoods and authority through war.
In the final analysis, Helen was just a fuse deliberately thrown by Menelaus. It can be fully deduced that the Spartan king obviously played a disgraceful role.
In this regard, Lao Mo's ethics are still too low. If you look at the talents of later generations, a pack of washing powder will tell you that you are a weapon of mass destruction.
Agamemnon couldn't say many things, but that doesn't mean Ange, his enemy, couldn't say it.
After these words, Lao Mo's most terrifying scar was revealed immediately.
Lao Mo was so angry that he was shaking all over.
At this time, Ange hugged Helen's slender waist, causing the most beautiful woman in Greece to let out a soft scream. Obviously being stared at by so many followers back then, Helen did not resist, but took the initiative to lean against Ange.
With his broad chest, he never looked back or glanced at the suitors who had turned into old men.
"Menelaus, although Helen came to me on her own back then and didn't want the city of Troy to fall into your hands again after the fall, don't say that I won't give you a chance -" At this point, Ange deliberately procrastinated.
He finished the last part, and then said the following: "The Helen people are here. If you have the ability, you can take them back. Otherwise, you will die!"
Menelaus's face turned red. The arteries and veins in his neck were as thick as two sausages inserted into them. His eyes were bulging and bloodshot.
What else could he say?
Even though he knew that Kratos was holding him on the fire and roasted him, and that Helen was probably like the princess who fell into the goblin lair, he still couldn't resist the opponent's provocation.
Who told him that he didn't get a perfect victory to wash away his stigma?
"Kill him--" Lao Mo gave an order in a changed tone of voice that made the Greek generals' scalps tingle.
The emperor's orders must be obeyed, after all, he represents the will of Ares, the god of war.
Interestingly, as the saying goes, the ignorant are fearless, but it is the descendants of the gods from each family who take action first.
It's so hard to get ahead in this day and age.
The place where Ange came from time traveled to a place where there was a [Prince who reigned for 64 years]. Perhaps in the real world, this was quite explosive.
When it comes to the Greek Empire, this is nothing. Just multiply it by 40!
Even the original king like Agamemnon was demoted to a duke. How could these third generation descendants of gods also want to be kings?
Their only chance is to perform a feat worthy of impressing Ares.
A guy who looked middle-aged, but was probably over a thousand years old, rushed forward.