Chapter 868: The Hero Arrives

"But……"

Palos suddenly lowered her head, tears falling down.

"I'll take you to the Giant Hill." Suye sighed.

"Perhaps, they won't appear..."

"Do you believe it yourself?" Suye stroked Palos's long hair.

"Well, I'll stay with you until you start fighting, okay?" Palos raised her head, her eyes glistening with tears.

Su ye slowly wiped Palos' tears away and nodded.

"Then let's go!" Palos nodded vigorously.

Su ye kissed her on the forehead, and surrounded by 120 demigods, stood on the magic flying carpet and flew forward.

The titan gods are tall, and their god city is also extraordinarily large.

The ruins all over the ground looked like gravel to the Titans, but to humans, they were continuous mountain peaks, ranging from tens of meters short to thousands of meters high.

Ten kilometers away from the rocky ruins, Su ye began to summon his servants.

Di Aotian, Hell Unicorn, Ice Wind Queen, Shadow Hive, Three Hell Dragons and Champion Hell Knight.

The servants are outside, and the demigods are still disguised as metal soldiers, either around or in the sky.

Approaching the ruins, one after another black shadows jumped out, outflanked from both sides, and finally formed an encirclement.

Most of the young aristocratic god-chosen fighters stood on the ruins, looking at Suye and Palos with smiles like students on a spring outing.

And their hundreds of god-chosen followers became the main force in the battle, surrounding Su ye.

A strong heroic aura rushed to the sky.

Visible pale white energy rings spread on the heroes' bodies, like ripples on the surface of a lake, continuously spreading, meeting, and overlapping.

The white energy blows away sand and rocks, and the whistling wind hurts the eardrums.

In the process of overlapping the white energy rings, the aura of the heroes gradually increased.

One of the strongest powers of the Greek warriors, Hero Agitation.

With enough legends, heroes, and demigods, every Greek hero will gain unrivaled power.

Enough to besiege and kill demigods.

Su ye smiled and looked around at the heroes present, occasionally showing surprise. Although there were no top heroes like Akedes or Achilles, there were famous heroes who were not much inferior to them.

Under the dark starry sky, the night wind hunts.

Telamon, one of the heroes of the Golden Fleece Crusade, stood high on the mountain.

His son Ajax, known as one of the strongest of the younger generation, who could even confront Achilles head-on, was sitting beside him, stroking the yellowed lion head on the armor, and looking over calmly.

Peleus, Achilles' father, a city-king, leans against the mountain wall.

Agelus, with his hands behind his back, walked slowly in small steps.

Brothers Idas and Lyncus stood on Suye's only path on the left and right, one holding a spear and the other holding a bow.

Hercules Tifes faced Su ye sideways, squatted on the ground, grabbed the Shenxing rock, and gently clenched it. Fine sand and dust flowed from his hands. When he spread his hands, the sand and dust dissipated with the wind.

Agamemnon, whom he had seen in the arena, was fully armed, and his whole body was shining with gold, like a gilded rooster.

His younger brother Menelaus looked at Su ye mockingly, holding the helmet in his left hand, and playing with the red mane on top of the helmet with his right hand.

Leonidas and Pollux both looked dark and sighed from time to time.

The little boy Castor looked guilty.

...

They are all first-class heroes, and their reputations in their respective city-states are only a little weaker than Hercules and not inferior to Achilles.

The blood of the gods in their bodies far exceeds that of ordinary heroes.

They have a slightly higher title than normal heroes.

Son of God hero!

They are half of Greece, and the other half are Acdes and Achilles.

Su ye looked at these heroes, showed a faint smile, and said, "Unexpectedly, when the Egyptians went north, they didn't see you; when the Nordics went south, they didn't see you; when the Persians came east, they didn't see you." To you. I, Su Ye, can attract all of you,

I don't know if this is my honor, or if you are too good at fighting in the nest. "

A very small number of young nobles showed shame on their faces. Those older heroes may have regrets, but most of them looked indifferent.

"Suye, you must die! Palos, you still have a chance to turn from darkness to light!" A familiar voice sounded.

Su ye followed his reputation. Menelaus, the second prince of Mycenae, was a demigod noble who was beaten badly by himself in the arena of Sparta.

"Little waste living in the crotch of the demigod family, do you dare to come here?" Suye smiled like a kind old neighbor.

Menelaus turned pale with anger.

The hero Ajax is sitting on a 200-meter mountain peak, with his cloak fluttering behind him.

Beside him, the gray-haired Telamon folded his arms.

Telamon let go of his arms, and a voice full of divine power spread throughout the audience.

"Suye, at this time, there is no need to say too much. We don't want to kill you, but the oracle is supreme." Telamon said.

Suye suddenly showed a sneer, and said, "Tramon, right? When you participated in the Golden Fleece Expedition and came back on the Argonaut, you thought of those dead friends and the flying heaven Mark, do you also want to say that the oracle is supreme?"

The complexions of the many heroes present changed dramatically. At least a quarter of them had participated in the Golden Fleece Expedition that year, and at least half of the remaining people had close ties to this quarter.

"You are still too young to know that the gods have already planned the direction for you." Telamon said.

Suye nodded and said, "Yes, you are right."

With that said, Su ye swiped his finger across everyone in front of him.

"The gods have already planned the direction for you. You old heroes, in the direction planned by the gods, in the battlefield designated by the gods, fight with monsters, devils and demons, and even fight with the Greeks. After death, Enter heaven. Your son... Telamon, you participated in the Golden Fleece expedition, and your son Ajax, what expedition will you join? I think, is it the Persian expedition, the Egyptian expedition, or... the Trojan expedition? "

A very few Greek heroes were shocked and looked at Su ye in disbelief.

"Ajax, then, your son will continue to participate in the next expedition just like you. Your grandson, your grandson's son, and your grandparents will walk on this road planned by the gods for generations. Don't you think this thing looks familiar? Pigs are like this too."

Su ye looked around at all the heroes with a smile.

All the nobles were furious with no name.

Su ye's eyes seemed to be looking at a herd of pigs.

"So what? We are the people of the gods, and we are the lives created by the gods. Isn't it right to dedicate everything to the gods?" Menelaus shouted.

"But the problem is that human beings are not created by gods. Gods can only create puppets like angels who have no feelings." Suye said.

"You nonsense!" Menelaus said angrily.

"I'm not interested in listening to bullshit oracles." Ajax stood up suddenly, his skin looked like brass smeared with olive oil under the starlight, "I came to this ruin just to fight you. Because Hercules said, Now you are stronger than me, only weaker than Achilles and him."

"Heracles misunderstood." Su ye smiled.

"Oh?" Ajax's brown-green eyes were full of doubts.

"The me now is stronger than Achilles." Su ye smiled.

Ajax froze for a moment, then laughed.

Many nobles and heroes laughed...

Their smiles suddenly froze.

A total of 150 legendary avatars appeared behind Su ye.

Almost everyone instinctively took a step back.

"You guys really may not be his opponents." Palos sighed.

"No, they can't even beat my apprentice servants. Di Aotian, Ajax wants to challenge you." Su Ye said.

Di Aotian, who was three meters tall, twisted his neck, lifted his big thick legs, and walked forward slowly.

Everyone in the audience looked over and looked at this monster in disbelief. The aura of a demi-artifact shot straight into the sky, and there were three rows of magic rings on each hand. The light red dragon scales were smooth and shiny where the demi-artifact was not covered.

This is a real demigod!

"What race is this? Goblins are not like goblins, devils are not like devils, and dragons are not like dragons." Leonidas looked at Di Aotian in a daze.

"Dragon goblin." Su ye said.

"Is he your apprentice servant? What's that flame goblin called Aotian?"

"yes."

"Your servant can be promoted from apprentice to demigod, and you are a legend?"

"I am the Hero Sorcerer."

Su ye's voice made the hearts of all the nobles tremble.

In addition to Socrates, Greece has never had a heroic magician.

At this time, the giant dragon goblin Di Aotian stretched out his sharp index finger claw and hooked his hand at Ajax.

"Suye, your humiliation makes me angry! I'm going to beat this big man of unknown race to death, make a ball, and then stuff it into your mouth to stop your big mouth that can only talk big! "

After Ajax finished speaking, he shortened slightly, smashed the hill with a sudden jump, and jumped high.

Wearing a golden battle armor, he looked like a little giant, punching Aotian with his bare hands.

Wisps of divine power gushed out from behind him, condensing into a blood-colored sky densely covered with red clouds.

Demigod battle system, red sky.

A power that only the descendants of Zeus can use.

Above his fist, blood-colored clouds surrounded him, and surging divine power roared and entangled, like blood-colored thunder.

This punch can shatter an entire city.

Di Aotian grinned, also jumped short, and punched out, the thick magic power of magical creatures turned into black flames around his body, condensing in his right fist.

boom……

The two circles intersected, and a dazzling divine light erupted.

The hero Ajax flew backwards as if hitting a huge wall, crashing into a rocky hill, and the rocks flew.

Di Aotian just swayed his figure, fell slowly, and gently shook his sore right hand.

Everyone was stunned.

Including Palos.

Di Aotian and Wang Sledgehammer have always been very famous in Sparta. Whether they are priests or nobles, most of them are concerned about the Spartan Gladiator King, and most of them have heard of this name.

"Suye, you didn't lie to them, did you? Is he really arrogant?" Palos asked.

"Jiji Gugu?" Di Aotian turned to look at the mistress suspiciously.

Castor in the distance couldn't help but said: "Sure enough, it is Di Aotian. When Di Aotian was still black iron, I was silver. Now, he is already a demigod, and I am the sanctuary. I am not as good as a goblin ?”

"Stop talking, it's even worse." Leonidas rubbed his temples.