In the arsenal of the royal family of Troy, Ange was like a saboteur, breaking the strings of several bows in one breath.
Whether it was the Amazon female warriors who came with him or the arsenal officials who led the way, there was no hint of impatience on their faces, but the look of surprise on their faces became even stronger.
No way, Troy's enemies can never be considered human beings.
The Greek gods were fighting in the sky, and the descendants of gods were also running rampant on the ground.
In this exaggerated chaos in the divine world, the power of mortals is too small.
After Ange added Kui Ye's holster, his ridiculous 80 points of power allowed him to do what only the greatest heroes of this era can do [power to crush a lion], that is, tear a lion apart with his bare hands.
"Dang!"
Although this impressive-looking bow has a faint halo of divine power attached to it and is an excellent work made by the Nymphs (a secondary goddess in Greece) under Artemis, the goddess of hunting, it still carries
Can't stand someone's strength.
The bowstring broke again.
This time, everyone in the audience was in awe of Ange.
"Great hero! Please come with me." The arsenal official said.
Following this guy, the group came to a side hall.
It stands to reason that the best weapons should be in the core area of the arsenal. Those placed here should be less important items.
The moment the door to this small arsenal opened, Ange knew why.
It's full of non-human-sized weapons and equipment.
The official solemnly said: "This is the hunting bow of the Cyclops!"
This name is too difficult to pronounce. It has a name that is easier for Ange to understand - Cyclops Bow.
There are two generations of Cyclops: the first generation is the son of Uranus and Gaia, whose skills are construction and craftsmanship. They are stubborn and have a bad temper.
They can forge high-quality weapons and are renowned for their strength.
The second generation of Cyclops is a small tribe living on a remote island. One of the giants is the famous Polyphemus in Greek mythology, the son of Poseidon, the god of the sea, and Toesa, the sea nymph. He once kidnapped the famous
Odysseus and his companions, the latter blinded trying to escape from his cave.
The Cyclops bow in front of me is obviously from the second generation Cyclops.
The smallest bow here has a length of an insane 1.80 meters. For the second-generation Cyclops, who are generally five to six meters tall, this thing is similar to the ponies humans use on horses.
A bow is almost the same. Maybe even for a little Cyclops.
Even so, ordinary people would find it inconvenient to carry this bow, let alone draw it.
This is almost the same size as the bronze spears of ordinary Trojan spearmen.
The bow body should be made of the same kind of yew wood as in Crete. It is strong but the craftsmanship is slightly rough. The bow string is obviously made of the sinews of some kind of sea beast. Ange can even feel the lightness contained in it.
divinity.
Cough! In the Greek sea, if you find some kind of particularly powerful sea monster that affects the city, it is probably the offspring of Poseidon. Anyway, the Greek gods have never said such a thing as reproductive isolation.
Ange relied on his exaggerated wingspan and eight times the strength of an ordinary person to easily pull the bow into a full moon.
"Very good! That's it."
"It's yours, Lord Kratos!" the official said with a smile.
Almost as soon as the official finished speaking, Ange's system popped up: [Congratulations to the host for obtaining an epic weapon (Cyclops Bow): the equipment strength requirement is 70, and the bow damage is 250-648. The bow has its own special effects (Armor Breaking Level 3), (
Divine Penetration Lv5).】
This bow is thick, bulky, and demanding, but apart from the real divine equipment, this thing is already the best weapon Ange can get now.
On this day, Ange obtained the Cyclops' weapon, and the news spread quickly throughout the city.
"Did you hear that?"
"The portal finally summoned a great hero."
"Great hero? How strong is he?"
"He can draw the Cyclops' bow!"
"hiss--"
Ordinary people can't see much strength value in their eyes. In this era when gods are everywhere, you can't tell who is the real strong man just by looking at the appearance. After all, the Greeks are an all-star team, and Troy is the best.
The strong Hector had just died, and another prince, Paris, had been beaten violently by the opponent, and all the Trojans felt guilty.
Even if they know that this mysterious Kratos is not necessarily very strong, some people are still willing to put their hope in this hero.
Only Ange himself knows that there is a fundamental gap between him and the top divine heroes.
Following the Trojan waiter to the temporary residence arranged for him, Ange declined the Amazon female warrior who followed him.
To be honest, this girl is not bad, her appearance can be rated as 80 points, but her height is over 1.85 meters, and Ange is worried that her six-pack abs will be out of his hands. Ange has nothing to be dissatisfied with.
"After victory, there is plenty of time to celebrate, right?"
In one sentence, the other party readily agreed.
But Ange didn't expect that even though he had ordered the Trojan attendants not to receive any visitors, a graceful woman still came to his room in the middle of the night.
Not to mention the heavy sound of the door opening, just the footsteps unique to ordinary people could not hide from Ange's perception.
As soon as the mysterious woman entered the door, she saw a pair of cold, even cruel and hostile black eyes shining in the darkness.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Kratos, I don't mean to offend. But my status is sensitive and I can only visit in this way at this moment." The woman's voice is extremely beautiful. If the voice of the black and white canary is gentle and moving, then this one
The female voice is even better than this. In addition to being beautiful, it also has a noble and sacred feeling.
However, she covered herself tightly with a thick cloak, and even wore a thick black veil on her head.
"Say." Ange said concisely and concisely.
"Excuse me, can Mr. Kratos still leave the city of Troy through the portal?"
"Why should I answer your question?" Ange's eyes were still cold.
The opponent's delicate body trembled, and he bowed deeply, intentionally or unintentionally showing off the mass of violence on his chest.
"The city of Troy has been besieged for ten years. Neither the Trojans nor I can see any hope. Hector, the only spiritual pillar of the whole city, has just died in the battle. You are the first person to visit this city in ten years.
, and he is a great hero who ignored the blockade of the gods and came here. I think my only chance of escape lies with you."
"Interesting. What if I say, I can leave?" Ange suddenly opened his right palm, and an energy ball full of mysterious power appeared on it.
"Take me away, I'm yours. You can do whatever you want from me!" The woman slowly opened her cloak with trembling hands, revealing a curvaceous body wrapped only in a double layer of white gauze.
The light was dim and everything looked hazy, like falling in fog.
What is certain is that women have a good figure that is rare in the world.
Even though he couldn't see clearly, Ange had determined that she was at least on the same level as Catwoman Selina.
No, it should be above her.
The faint divine power in her body also concealed many things.
Ange pointed out her identity with a sneer: "I'm sorry, Queen Helen. This is not enough. There is no reason for me to take the risk of offending all the gods, a large number of Greek kings, and even the Trojan royal family to save you."
Helen was stunned. She widened her beautiful aqua blue eyes and said in a trembling voice: "You...you actually rejected me?"