The armor on these soldiers and the belts of young men in colorful uniforms all have a common emblem, which is a strange monster with the head of a lion, the body of a sheep, and the tail of a snake. It opens its bloody mouth and leans back in a posture about to pounce.
The young man in rich attire looked curiously up and down as he passed by the Spartans, and then the attendant whispered a few words beside him. The young man in rich attire raised his eyebrows with a slightly excited look, and then immediately issued an order.
After giving the order, the entire team accelerated and disappeared from everyone's sight.
The sea breeze carrying the unique fishy smell of sea water blew in. After climbing over the uneven stone chestnuts, the vastness of the Ionian Sea was suddenly visible. Seeing the sea in a different world for the first time, Wang Kui couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort in his heart.
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"Hidden! This is the Ashenvale Griffin. Pay attention to its claws and mouth. It will spit out thorny evil wind from its mouth."
A monster with an eagle head, a lion's body, and a snake's tail suddenly appeared on the horizon. When he saw the shape of the monster clearly, Akela immediately roared loudly.
All the Spartans quickly dispersed in response, but there was no covering obstacle on the edge of the cliff. The Greyvalley Griffin immediately swooped down after appearing from the sky, and its claws flashing with sharp cold light struck hard at a Spartan warrior.
Catch him.
"The God of War is upon us!"
The Spartan warrior roared angrily, and a ferocious python phantom flashed from his chest. He quickly pulled out the spear wrapped in the animal skin, held the handle tightly with both hands, and aimed it at the Gray Valley Gryphon.
The claws stabbed it with all their strength.
Click!
The bronze head of the spear immediately sank into the center of the gryphon's paw, but the wooden gun shaft could not withstand the force of the impact. It bent into an exaggerated arc and broke directly, leaving only a section of the spear head still stuck on it.
The Spartan warrior was also knocked away by the gryphon's claw.
From the appearance of the gryphon to Accra's warning, to the attack on the Spartan warrior, the whole process only took two or three breaths.
Wang Kui was shocked in his heart. This was the first time he had seen a magical beast. Whether it was power or speed, compared with the beasts he killed in the gravel mountains, there was an unimaginable huge gap.
"kill!"
A young roar exploded from one side, and Akela was startled. He quickly stretched out his hand to intercept and shouted: "Lyctans, don't be impulsive!"
But his outstretched hand was empty, and he only saw Lyctans holding a bronze dagger in his hand, impulsively rushing towards the griffon from the front.
"This kid..." Akela cursed secretly, but had to follow closely. At the same time, he immediately called out the name of Ares, the God of War, and the phantom of a Nephian lion roared out from his chest.
Lyktans' slightly trembling body revealed the instinctive tension in his body, but he was fearless in his heart.
He successfully activated the power of the beast soul as if he had practiced it thousands of times. With the blessing of the beast soul power, he firmly grasped the bronze dagger in his hand, aimed at the griffon's exposed belly and pounced on it.
Although Lyctans was very fast, if this was a Nephian lion or an Erymanthus wild boar, he would probably be killed with a single strike from his sword.
But he, Lyktans, ignored the fact that what he was facing now was not the beast he usually faced, but a monster that was more powerful in every aspect - the Ashvale Griffin.
If Lyktans had observed calmly enough, he would have discovered that the eyes of the gryphon in front of him actually flashed with a look of human contempt, and at the same time, the originally exposed belly actually bulged and expanded significantly.
"Watch its mouth!"
Its mouth? What will happen to its mouth...
Lyktans was startled and couldn't help but look up with his eyes wide open. Then he saw that the barbed eagle's beak had been opened, and he could even see the scarlet tongue like a snake's letter inside.
"It turns out that a griffon's tongue looks like this."
As soon as this thought subconsciously emerged in Lyktans's mind, the snake-like tongue of the Gray Valley Griffin was covered up by a gray airflow.
This gray color was constantly rotating in the griffin's fishy mouth, mixed with countless hard rocks, and was sprayed towards Lucstein.
Suddenly Lyctans rushed out from behind and knocked him away in time, but he was exposed to the attack range of the griffin's breath.
The breath mixed with these countless rocks made a series of muffled sounds on Akela's body like fried beans. The severely injured Akela immediately flew backwards, and his tough and tempered body was full of bloody cracks.
I don’t know whether he was stunned because of the suddenness, or because he was afraid of the strange and powerful power of the monster because he saw it for the first time. Lyktans actually stood there blankly without moving for a moment, until a spear came from the Gray Valley Lion.
The eagle's eye sockets were pierced, and the broken eyeballs spilled out with thick bodily fluids.
"Lyctans, raise your weapons!"
Akela roared, and stood up regardless of his injuries. He kicked Lyktans to the ground and then rushed under the Greyvalley Griffin. He chopped off the long bronze sword in his hand, which was almost the size of a child.
The sharp toes shot out directly.
The Ashvale Griffin howled in pain. Under a round of concentrated fire attacks by the powerful Spartans, its body was immediately covered with injuries in its eyes. A spear stuck in its eye socket almost didn't penetrate its skull. It was bigger than the rock.
The even stiffer feathers were chopped to pieces, and there was a deep wound on the abdomen that showed bone.
At this time, the Gray Valley Griffin also knew that he had kicked an iron plate. If he did not leave, he would not only be unable to regard these hateful Spartans as prey, but would become the target of hunting by them. His huge wings immediately spread out, and then
With violent flapping, the greatly broken feathers were scattered in all directions.
"Kratos!"
Amidst Accra's roar, a figure was like a cannonball thrown out by a catapult, and with a ferocious roar, it hit the Gray Valley Griffin that was about to take off into the sky.
"Roar!"
Wang Kui let out a roar in his throat, as if a wild beast was roaring in his chest, and the waves of air that came out in all directions caused the gryphon to freeze in its movements.
The bronze sword in Wang Kui's hand sank deeply into the Greyvalley Griffin's body, and hot blood splashed all over his face.
Wang Kui felt that his blood was burning. He put all his body weight on the long sword in his hand. At the same time, he turned his wrist hard and heard the sound of organs being cut from the griffin's body.
Another stream of smelly blood hit my face.
"Chirp! Chirp..."
The Gray Valley Griffin let out a painful cry and felt its vitality venting from the wounds on its body. It used its remaining strength to slam forward, hoping to use its strong body to kill the one who slaughtered it.
The Spartans crushed.
Wang Kui, who was aware of the opponent's intentions, did not retreat at all. He took a deep breath and held on to the huge body of the gryphon. The body gap between the man and the beast was so obvious that they were unable to defeat each other.
The muscles in Wang Kui's body had expanded exaggeratedly at this moment, and he could only feel the power pouring out from his body to his limbs.
With his roar, the hill-like gryphon moved slowly backwards, and then his whole body was pushed down directly by Wang Kui, hitting the ground and causing splashes of gravel and dust.
The moment the Ashenvale Griffin fell, all the Spartan warriors swarmed up and put their weapons into the body of the monster. After a brief convulsion, this powerful monster that chose humans to eat died like this.
On a cliff by the Ionian Sea.
All the Spartans who participated in the battle gathered around the huge corpse of the gryphon, knelt on one knee, stained their hands with the gryphon's blood and smeared it on their bodies, then lowered their heads and prayed devoutly to Ares, the God of War.
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Wang Kui knew that this was a post-war ritual in Sparta. While thanking the God of War for giving him strength to win victory, he would also absorb the life essence of the prey, thus becoming part of his own strength.
Wang Kui also pretended to kneel down on one knee, wiped a handful on his chest, then lowered his head and muttered something. If anyone could listen carefully next to him, they would hear: "Ares, you old boy, you are beaten so much every day."
People can kneel here and there without fear that their life span will be shortened."
Just when Wang Kui was habitually thinking wildly, a slight feeling of heat came from the place where the blood was on his chest. At the same time, countless red light balls poured out from the body of the Gray Valley Griffin, and were then sucked into each Spartan.
What can be seen in the warrior's body is the amount of red light balls pouring into Wang Kui's body, which is almost equal to the total amount of everyone else.
The beast souls that smelled the smell of blood emerged from the bodies of the Spartans one after another. They stretched their bodies as if they were physical, greedily absorbing the red light ball pouring out of the griffin's body.
Whenever Spartan warriors with war spirits kill a prey, their beast souls will absorb the life essence of the prey, thereby increasing their own strength. Legend has it that when the beast souls grow to the extreme, they can even transform from virtual reality to reality.
Evolve into a more powerful monster.
After the prayer was completed, the huge prey was naturally cut into eight pieces. Each Spartan warrior carried a large mass of bloody meat wrapped in leather that had been prepared long ago, so that the rest of the journey would be covered.
Unfortunately, they also had enough food to cover nearly an average distance.
After climbing over the cliff and finally reaching the edge of the sea, the Spartans stopped here for a short time. They would replenish enough water and rest to recover from the injuries they had suffered in the battle.
Although Akela blocked the attack on his vital parts with his weapon, he was still seriously injured by the breath of the Gray Valley Griffin. After simply wiping the open wounds all over his body with sea water, he took
Take out a container made of animal vesicles and smear your body with the ointment prepared by Abu. (To be continued)