Ares promises to protect Sparta forever

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"Very good." Aaron nodded to the Spartan elder on the lower left side of his body. In fact, all Spartan celebrating sacrificers need to take a shower and change clothes. Men hold swords and shields, while women wear garlands and dresses to show the difference from daily life.

Far from afar, Nosica was a little tired on her face, but overall, Aaron was quite satisfied with the training results of the Spartan Elder's day.

For a girl, her figure, which was tightly tightened by a robe, was so good that she could say nothing about it. Nosica's appearance could also be said to be a good choice. Maybe it wasn't too amazing, but the steady and dignified temperament that Nosica exuded all over her body would be careful when she saw her.

The five Spartan elders have always believed that for the resolute and indifferent Spartan warrior, perhaps she still lacks some experience and craftsmanship.

But in the beginning, he became a servant of God, and could be quiet, pure and soft in such a short time. Aaron believed that it was valuable.

No matter how many people around her were watching her, she was like she was alone in an empty field.

He didn't say a word, just stood quietly.

Next, with Aaron's acquiescence, five Spartan elders were led by the leadership.

All the adult Spartans fell on one knee under the steps of the Temple of the God of War, lowered their heads and began to pray sincerely, praising Ares, the God of War they believed in.

"Through prayer, the Temple of the God of War begins to collect faith..."

"Under the care of the God of War, ten Spartan adult men were lucky enough to receive the blessing of the God of War. They were ready to become the backbone of Sparta, the elite heavy-helmet infantry fighting for Sparta!"

The role of the temple appeared in Aaron's mind for the first time.

This unexpected gain not only surprised him, but also eventually made Aaron change his deepest thoughts, making him feel a little pious about Ares, the god of war in the dark.

Although, Aaron has always regarded the Temple of the God of War as a symbol of Spartan's will. However, at this time, he could not see through the hazy fog that enveloped the temple.

As a time traveler, Aaron never believed in those illusory things before this.

You should know that in ancient Greek mythology, even the boundary between gods and man is relatively vague. In some legends, there are even demigods born from the combination of gods and man. This will inevitably make people feel a little incredible.

Aaron believed that no matter how absurd these statements were, it is not that difficult to distinguish between a God and a man.

You only need to recognize two points.

“1. God has supernatural powers, but man does not.”

“2. God has the power of eternal life, but man does not.”

No one can prove these two points so far, so Aaron still cannot believe that there will be a god in this world. At most, he will have a sense of awe for the god of war standing between heaven and earth.

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"I am honored to attend such a grand sacrificial event, thank you for your kind invitation."

It is said that people rely on clothes, and it is said that beauties are all made of dressing up.

Aaron turned sideways, and in his surprised gaze, after taking a bath, the black smears on Zhaojiu's cheeks and her skin had disappeared.

Wearing a Spartan tunic, the tight sense of restraint made the huge turbulent outline loom.

In a strong contrast with the turbulent outline, Zhijiu's small waist, which was naturally thin as a water snake, was tied to the unsatisfactory waist that had previously belonged to her, and was covered with a silver sequins peeled from the shell.

This warrior-style belt never leaves her body, and her three followers seem to be used to dressing like this, but there is less decoration on it than Paojiu.

Aaron responded indifferently, "You have to be welcome."

A woman can have such a good figure, probably after long-term exercise, which can make her figure have an overall upright and upright, just right breasts and buttocks.

Healthy and plump, this is undoubtedly the perfect figure for a woman who is most suitable for fertility in the aesthetics of Spartan men.

Unfortunately, for Aaron Ri, these things seem to be insignificant at all.

In this world, what attracts Aaron the most,

"So far, probably only the Spartan king's authority and the power to surrender the entire plain."

"A man, as long as he has power, the so-called beautiful woman is just a little gift among many interests."

If you can't even recognize this, then Aaron is not worthy of Sparta or possess supreme authority.

Aaron continued to glance down, but saw that Sajiu's robe was obviously not very fit and could not cover up her plump body.

Under some short skirts, two long legs that attracted the attention of Spartan men were exposed to the outside. On the soles of her feet, she was wearing a pair of Spartan woven shoes with shoelaces, which made her ankles look round and beautiful. On her ten toes, there were probably things like nail polish.

"Lord of Sparta, are you going to continue to be so stingy? Or will you not tell me,—your name."

If she was a little complacent at the beginning, then at this moment, from Aaron's indifferent eyes, she seemed to feel a little frustrated.

But the pride in her bones still kept her smiling.

No one knew except herself. Just over ten minutes ago, she was sitting alone in the bathtub, shedding a tear and slowly sliding down her face.

A big tear was enough to magnify the pores on it, as if the tear was a magnifying glass.

It amplifies all the sorrow and misfortune in this woman.

Under the slightly turbid water surface, her face suddenly turned gray and yellow, as if she was embracing death.

The moment he rushed out of the water, Su Sheng was again, and his eyes also emitted a cunning glitter.

This look shot everywhere, just as the female wolf was seeking fresh flesh and blood in her hunger, but only by seeking according to the taste can she satisfy everything she wants.

A year ago, an unexpected change came, which took away everything about Paijiu and left her onto the wild plain in the northernmost part of the wilderness.

An exiled princess can only live in the most remote tribe of the powerful Berserker Tribe Alliance, a small tribe.

If there are two kinds of pain in this world, one can make people become cowardly and sad, and the other can make people learn to be patient and persevere.

However, after choosing the latter, she could only maintain tolerance and silence in the face of shame and resentment.

"Augus Aaron Reinhart, you can call me Lord Augustus!"

After saying this, Aaron's indifferent gaze shifted from Jaejiu's body. He told the Spartan elder on one side that the sacrificial ceremony of the God of War could continue.

After the prayer was completed, the formal slaughter began. The small animal was carried to the altar and cut its throat.

For larger livestock, use an axe to knock it to the ground first, and then cut the carotid artery open.

The blood is collected in a basin and will then be smeared onto the altar in large quantities.

During the ceremony, blood sprinkled on the altar to pay tribute to the god of war. As the fatal blow fell to an animal as big as a bull, the Spartans present also shouted "Wow--" cheers!

As a candidate for the God servant, Nosica walked step by step along the steps, kneeling in front of Aaron to accept a flower crown woven like a wild olive branch.

"The Temple of the God of War, 9 stars of God's servant Nosica, 9 stars of sacrifice potential, 9 stars of faith appeal."

"The God servant ceremony was completed, and the care of the God of War was increased. Thirty Spartan adult men were lucky enough to receive the blessing of the God of War. They were ready to become the backbone of Sparta, the elite heavy-helmet infantry fighting for Sparta!"

With the potential of 9 stars of sacrifice, Nosica has become a 9-star divine servant, and may not have transcended Aaron's imagination.

However, a 9-star divine servant who can triple the care of the God of War is completely beyond Aaron's expectations.

In that moment, the 9-star god servant Nosica only showed white eyes in her pupils. She stood up and declared loudly, "God of War Ares! He is in charge of war and in charge of war and plague. He has handsome cheeks and a brave and tenacious personality. He is a symbol of strength and power. As a fighting and brave god of war, he promises to protect Sparta forever!"

"Mer! Phoebe! Khos! Kris! Thesis..."

When Nosica heard the names of thirty adult Spartans, her eyes returned to normal. The thirty Spartans who received the blessing of the God of War all left the list and stood in Aaron's sight with some excitement.

Through data observation, Aaron was surprised to find that these thirty Spartans had become qualified Spartan helmets. Through their belief in the war god Ares, their courage and combat skills were unprecedentedly improved.

"Spartans, pay tribute to my king!" Twenty Spartan helmets, listed on both sides of the steps, could no longer remain silent.

"Aowoo!"

"Salute to Ares, God of War!"

"Aowoo!"

"Thanks to the God of War for the protection!"

"Aowoo!"

"The Spartans belong to the war!"

"Aowu! Aowu! Aowu!" Fifty Spartan helmets raised the white wooden spear in their hands in the envious eyes of the Spartans.

Cheers to Aaron and Ares, the God of War who is on the road.

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“Augus Aaron Reinhardt…”

The scene was once full of passion, but until then, Paijiu was still shocked by Aaron's surname and his self-reported name.

The brain was temporarily short-circuited, and some terrible memories began to fill her brain.

Although these memories, for Saijiu, were just stories I saw when I was a child from the oral narratives of the elders and the painting walls of the Berserkers Alliance.

"Silver hair and silver eyes, the famous Reinhardt family..."

"The watchman of the Wall of Despair is wearing a terrifying badge, with an upright roaring ice bear on the seal, and an iceberg is its powerful backing..."

On the battlefield, a group of aliens covered in steel shouted at the clan of the Reinhardt family, "as solid as a rock, as still as a mountain!" They massacred thousands of berserkers.

Corptoes piled up into mountains and blood gathered into rivers.

All these pictures made Paijiu feel nervous.

So suddenly her body twitched, and she couldn't help but distance herself from Aaron as if she was electrocuted. That way, she seemed to have accidentally discovered a god of death standing in front of her.

"Who can imagine that a silver-haired and silver-eyed alien could actually cross the death ice field and appear in the Northern Barbarian Continent after hundreds of years of shrinking from the Wall of Despair. Could it be that these aliens are not giving up and are about to launch a new attack?"

My heart was filled with complex questions, and the horror was like a stream of blood in Zajiu's heart, rushing straight to her forehead, making her whole head buzz. It connected all the stories and murals in her mind again. At this moment, her heart that was beating very quickly seemed to be about to split in half.

In fact, so far, Aaron, the client involved, did not care about everything about this name except for saying it casually.
Chapter completed!