Godslayer In the Comic World Chapter 84

  Chapter 84 Horror Arrow

  This is the age of bronze wares, which gave Angor a sense of trance like "the city is full of golden armour".

  Even if you don't rely on the occasional ray of sunshine through the dark clouds in the sky, you are still easily dazzled by the other party.

  In fact, the polished brass armor is light pollution to both sides of the war.

But…

  Style!

  The Greek soldiers lined up in a square formation rhythmically raised their spears and then smashed their butts to the ground.

  They gave way to a spacious passage at least 50 meters wide, allowing the chariots carrying Achilles and other big men to drive into the battlefield proudly.

  Achilles, Agamemnon, Odysseus...Which one of these is not a hero, the king of a country?

  The all-star lineup of the Greeks made the Troy side look quite weak.

   As Achilles, recognized as the best player among the Greeks, is an absolute C position.

  The standard for the Greek breastplate is a simple-designed bodice with a bulge at the lower hem, consisting of two front and rear pieces of bronze merged at the shoulders. Above the buttocks and groin, the bronze pieces protrude toward the surface, thus forming the characteristic bell shape, known as [bell-shaped breastplate].

  The problem is that the armor of other heroes is made of brass that looks like gold, but Achilles' armor has already surpassed the scope of metal in the common concept.

   This is a set of divine costumes made by Hephaestus, the **** of craftsmen.

  Although he and Agamemnon on the chariot next to him have the same full set of armor and weapons that are all shiny golden, but Achilles' set is self-illuminating like the Unicorn Gundam!

  Unicorn Gundam has a red skeleton with spiritual power, and his set is golden light that exudes divinity.

  Achilles' appearance, coupled with the fact that he looked from a distance behind him, the soldiers on both sides lined up neatly, resembling an airstrip.

  Even if Achilles yelled "Achilles attack—" and flew up along the 'runway' in the next second, Anger would not be surprised.

  In Anger's concept, when the two armies confront each other, they shouldn't say harsh words to each other first, then greet each other's ancestors, fight for generals or something.

  Who knows, after the commanders-in-chief of the two armies looked at each other from a distance, they almost unanimously raised the swords in their hands and slashed down fiercely.

   "Woooooooh—"

  The attack horn sounded, and the soldiers who received the attack order began to walk quickly while maintaining the front line, approaching the opponent.

  Ange suddenly realized that the Troy side had lost their general, and they no longer had the courage and leeway to play tricks. Because at the moment when Hector died in battle, it was impossible to beat the Greeks with any tricks.

   It has been ten years since the city was besieged, and the words to be cursed have long been exhausted.

  It might as well be a direct scuffle, kill one or two generals of the Greeks, and maybe it can restore morale.

   Putting it on Penthesilea, she doesn't want her female identity to be seen through. If the other party releases water because she is a woman, it will also be a great humiliation to the fighting nation Amazons.

  The two wings of the battlefield are tens of thousands of infantry.

  In the middle of the battlefield, both sides left their own elites.

   With both sides having descendants of gods, this place can be called the [God's Stage]!

  As the saying goes, gods fight and mortals suffer. People without two brushes dare not approach this central area of ​​about three to four square kilometers.

   "Crack!" The drivers on the chariot twitched their whips fiercely, and the horses began to run wildly under the pain.

  When the chariot was in motion, the rumble of the wheels crushing the ground suddenly became the only main theme between heaven and earth.

   Penthesilea, who was leading the car, was extremely excited: "Haha! Kratos! Let me see your strength."

  Ange didn't push back, and started bending his bow and nodding his arrows five hundred meters away.

  His actions surprised the Amazon female warriors on the four surrounding carriages, although Ange waited until the front enemy chariot was 300 meters away before really letting go of the bowstring.

   This is 300 meters!

   Without extraordinary eyesight and inhuman arm strength, who dares to say that he can shoot this distance with a bow and arrow?

  Anger dares!

[Eagle Eye Aiming Assist System] allowed him to lock on to the big fish in the middle of several tanks as early as 500 meters away. Open the bowstring.

   "Boom!" The huge shock, like a heavy drumbeat, made the soldiers on the Trojan side look sideways.

  The exaggerated scene is coming!

  A long and slender black shadow arrived almost instantly.

   It dodged the two charging chariots at the front, and slipped through a gap less than half a meter away.

  By the time Agamemnon came to his senses, a 'feathered arrow' whose shaft was as thick as a baby's arm had already shot towards his face.

   Agamemnon's driver is naturally one in a million strong. In an emergency, he drew out his broad-bladed bronze sword in an attempt to fly the feathered arrow.

  Be it him or Agamemnon behind him, no one thought that this was not one arrow, but a cluster of three arrows.

   Exaggerated triple shooting skills, shooting three giant arrows at a high speed.

When the driver blocked the first arrow, his mouth was already ripped open by the inhuman force coming from above, but he did not expect that the second arrow that followed like a shadow accurately passed through his neck, blasting out a fist in an instant Big blood hole.

  The arrow still had momentum, and it shot at Agamemnon fiercely.

  Agamemnon only had time to duck down and escape the terrible arrow.

  As the king of Mycenae and the commander of the Greek coalition forces in the Trojan War, Agamemnon didn't know how long he hadn't tasted the feeling of being so close to Hades, the king of the underworld.

   On the back of the driver's neck in front, blood sprayed out like rain, and Agamemnon's nerves all tensed up. He instinctively turned his head to avoid the blood splashing into his eyes.

   But at this moment, he suddenly felt a sharp pain, and then the world spun.

Because Anger's third arrow headshot the horse on the left side of the chariot first, and then the sharp arrow piercing through the horse's head pierced strangely through the gap in the armor under his right armpit when Agamemnon dodged. went in.

   "Ah—" Agamemnon let out a scream.

   On this small battlefield, at least three hundred people heard it.

  That's not counting, as the driver and a horse on Agamemnon's chariot died suddenly at the same time, the chariot of the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces crashed on the battlefield.

   This is the battlefield, a place where no one would be surprised if he died.

  The subtlety of this arrow is that, ten seconds before the forwards of the chariot teams of both sides were about to meet, the handsome flag of the Greeks fell down!

"Oooo-"

   "Agamemnon is dead!"

   "Long live Troy!"

   The warriors of the Greek coalition army were full of doubts about the loud cheers of the Trojans. After all, soldiers are not tired of cheating, and everyone has used more than once the broken tricks that the opponent's general has failed.

   I can't bear everyone's subconscious glances.

   It's a bad thing to look at.

  As the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces, Agamemnon's chariot is undoubtedly the most flamboyant. But the people around not only saw the commander-in-chief fall, but Agamemnon himself flew out while sprinting forward because of the sudden rollover of the chariot running at high speed, plowing the ground with his head.

  The bow and arrow on his chariot obviously fell to death, and after rolling a few times, he hunched next to the dead horse as if he had no bones.

   This scene frightened the Greeks and inspired the Trojans.

   "Good job! Kratos! When I kill Achilles, I will reward you tonight!" Penthesilea yelled excitedly.

  Switch to other armies, and it is guaranteed that such things as the commander being killed will cause chaos.

   Just at this moment, a golden 'Gundam' came out more and more, and rushed towards the Trojan battle team.

  Achilles!

  (end of this chapter)

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