On a plain in the distance, the inseparable Lord Angel, who was fighting a demon, narrowed his eyes and suddenly retreated.
"The enemies of God, the heretics and sinners, must be eliminated."
swish swish
There was a loud sound that broke through the air, and the sky was filled with the explosion of air.
Seven or eight waves of energy rushed towards the direction of Zhuang Wuming.
Zhuang Wuming trembled. He didn't dare to stay any longer. With a thought, he stepped into the shadow.
One step is a hundred kilometers away, directly to the border of the Greek camp.
As soon as he appeared, he immediately showed his token to the border guard and gained the qualification to enter.
As he entered the Greek camp, the black inverted cross on Zhuang Wuming's head attracted the attention of many people.
"Enemy of God? Did this guy kill a fifth-level angel?"
"This feat is extraordinary."
Some Greek heroes looked at Zhuang Wuming with shock on their faces, showing surprise, confusion and jealousy on their faces.
All kinds of emotions were permeated and appeared unabashedly on their faces.
The Greeks never paid attention to self-cultivation, modesty, virtue, everything was straight forward, and they paid attention to the display of humanity.
Zhuang Wuming had no intention of covering up and walked openly in the camp.
Soon he came to where Marshal Will of Macedonia's army was, and his appearance immediately alarmed many people in the camp.
Will Macedonia was in a meeting at this time, and because Zhuang Wuming didn't show up, he got angry.
There was a solemn atmosphere in the big tent, and no one dared to say a word.
At this time, the noise outside alarmed Will Macedonia, and his expression changed, "Who is making such a noise outside?"
The guard of the big tent walked into the tent and looked at Vermacedon, "Marshal, the famous general of the Seventh Army has returned."
"A black inverted cross appeared on his head, which caused an uproar among the soldiers."
Will Macedonia was shocked when he heard this.
He knew better than anyone what the black inverted cross meant.
That means that the other party has killed at least seven terrifying beings at the level of Lord Angels.
You must know that every main angel represents a fourth-level extraordinary combat power.
Even in Greece, he was a true hero, dominating a city-state.
Being able to kill seven of them is already an extraordinary achievement.
Seven represents a special number, especially in the realm of God, who created the world in seven days.
From then on, the world will reincarnate every seven days.
Macedonia did not dare to neglect and immediately walked out of the camp. He wanted to see whether what the soldiers said was true or false.
When he saw Zhuang Wuming, he was immediately shocked.
This was not the first time he had seen a black cross. Every time a black cross appeared above their heads, they were real heroes, and they would receive huge rewards.
One of them is to establish a city-state and truly step into the ranks of rulers.
Looking at the Macedonian Marshal with a complicated expression, Zhuang Wuming quickly walked over and covered his chest with one hand, "See you, Marshal."
Will Macedon nodded, and then looked around, "Everyone has dispersed, why are you watching the excitement?"
Then he said to Zhuang Wuming, "Let's go, come in with me."
In the big tent, all the surviving generals looked at Zhuang Wuming with shock and disbelief.
Being able to become the enemy of God is truly a powerful person and a manifestation of strength.
Macedonia faced them, "That's it for today's meeting. You all should leave."
Everyone left quickly, leaving only Zhuang Wuming and Will Macedon.
Looking at Zhuang Wuming, Vermacedon said, "Can you tell me what you did?"
Zhuang Wuming smiled slightly and told with reservations how many Lord Angels he had killed.
The content was very short, and the specific things were mentioned in one stroke. Macedonia seemed to realize that Zhuang Wuming didn't want to say more.
After thinking for a while, Macedonia narrowed his eyes and said, "Now you have two choices. The first is to leave the battlefield."
"Your achievements are enough. Although the black inverted cross is a curse, Greece is a symbol of heroes."
"You will be eligible to return to your homeland early."
"The second option is to continue fighting on the battlefield, but in the future you will become the main target of the angels' attacks, and the probability of death will be greatly increased."
"But the good thing is that if you achieve greater feats, you may even be qualified to ascend to the throne of God."
Zhuang Wuming raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "Ascend to the throne of God."
From ancient Greece to the present, there has been only one person who can truly ascend to the throne of God, and that is Heracles, the legendary figure who accomplished ten great deeds.
Although he is actually a jealous person, he is indeed the only demigod bloodline to ascend to the throne of God.
Zhuang Wuming was just thinking about it. He didn't want to stay on this battlefield.
After experiencing the power of this black inverted cross, he did not feel that he would have time to live to ascend to the throne of God.
Being besieged to death is the final outcome.
Zhuang Wuming said, "I choose the first one, I want to leave the battlefield."
Will Macedon was not surprised when he heard this. Not everyone has the courage to take a chance.
"Okay, I'll report it to you right away. The order may be issued tomorrow. Please wait for a while."
Zhuang Wuming nodded and left, while Macedonia returned to his seat and started writing something.
Returning to the camp, Zhuang Wuming saw Ariles standing there to greet him.
He frowned and said, "Why aren't Kakasil and Seleus here?"
Ariles' eyes were a little gloomy, "Report to the general, they have already died in the battle."
Zhuang Wuming was slightly shocked when he heard this. He felt a little solemn when he thought about the death of two lively people.
"Really? I hope they can return to the embrace of the gods as soon as possible."
"I may leave the battlefield tomorrow, and then the seventh army formation will be left to you."
"You may be integrated into other armies, so be careful in the future."
Ariles nodded, "Yes, General."
Looking at Zhuang Wuming's back as he returned to the tent, Ariles' eyes were a little dejected.
"What should I do next?"
Zhuang Wuming's thoughts about Ariles are very clear. He hopes to have a strong person to lead him to make achievements together and reap rewards in the future.
He has truly understood the cruelty of the battlefield, and it is not as simple as he imagined.
But unfortunately, he and Zhuang Wuming were not from the same place at all, and Zhuang Wuming was just a passerby after all.
The next day, early in the morning.
A priest wearing a white robe came to the military camp and found Zhuang Wuming.
"Hello, General, I am Ates, the priest responsible for bringing you back to Mount Olympus."
This priest has a bald head, but his face is very handsome, a typical Greek face.
Zhuang Wuming nodded, "When will we set off?"
"Now."
Following the sacrificial priests, they quickly arrived at the very back of the Greek camp, where there was a huge whirlpool. (To be continued)