The God of Infinity is invincible

Advocating courage and strength, duel is the most valued ceremony in ancient Greek city-states. Once two people start a duel, unless one party admits defeat, any intervention will be regarded as a cowardly and shameless act. Therefore, even if you are worried, Priam He didn't acquiesce in others to intervene in this battle as before, and could only pray to the gods in his heart like Queen Hecuba, hoping that his son would win.

Obviously, Priam's worries were unnecessary. Although he was caught off guard by Mo Wen at first, as the strongest hero in the history of Troy, Hector's strength is beyond doubt. After adjusting his condition, the injury in his arm did not affect his performance. He held a shield in one hand and a spear in the other, and played against Mo Wen by borrowing the power of both the shield and the spear.Although he still couldn't catch up with Mo Wen in terms of speed without giving up his shield, he rarely had a chance to make a move. He only had one chance to fight back after Mo Wen attacked ten times, but under the steady and steady fight, Hector still easily Intercept Mo Wen's attack.

In this way, the two attacked and defended each other, and neither could do anything to the other, and the battle gradually fell into a stalemate.

Chapter 19 Burning Blood

In Troy Square, Mo Wen and Hector were fighting ecstasy under the attention of countless citizens, and the sound of spear clashing was as endless as the ringing of bells.

The battle between the two is actually completely two styles. Mo Wen prefers dexterity. He has abandoned his shield and moves left and right like a nimble lynx, attacking Hector again and again, trying to find the opponent's flaws and give him a fatal blow. One blow, while Hector was like the mythical beast Xuanwu in oriental legends, watching the shield's airtight defense receive Mo Wen's attacks again and again, and then launched a counterattack brazenly at a certain unexpected moment, constantly Murder is bred in defense.

On the surface, it seemed that the two were evenly matched, but Mo Wen knew that the balance of this battle had actually begun to tilt towards each other. Because of the difference in strength, his own attack could not create a flaw, so he could be called There are very few threatening attacks, but Hector's attacks are extremely terrifying. Just one omission is enough to make him die without a place to bury him. The physical exertion and the gap in stamina to come, the final result is already obvious.

Not only Mo Wen himself realized this, but all the experienced fighters in Troy City also saw it. There was a trace of regret in their eyes when they looked at Mo Wen—this boy is a real genius. I'm afraid he won't be inferior to Prince Hector, but it's a pity that he offended the top management of Troy and has no chance to grow up!

On Mount Olympus, the gods looked at this scene through projections, with different expressions on their faces, some sneered, obviously caring about Mo Wen's wild words, happy to see him die at the hands of Hector, some On the other hand, his face was expressionless, as if he had nothing to do with himself, and only a few gods, Artemis and Aphrodite, watched the two fighting with worry on their faces, and their eyes revealed worry.

"His Royal Highness, Paris is related to our future plans. It is not time for him to die. Should we intervene!"

Biting her cherry lips, seeing Mo Wen's movements gradually slowing down, as if she was about to lose, Aphrodite, the god of love, finally couldn't bear it anymore. She stood up, leaned over and said to Zeus who was sitting on the throne .

After hearing this, Artemis and Apollo also stood up and echoed, but the former was because of his original promise and appreciation for Mo Wen, while the latter just didn't want Mo Wen to die in the hands of Hector and let the latter commit a crime. He committed the mortal crime of kinslaughter, and thus was targeted by the Nemesis.

"—Hmm" Seeing the gods standing up, Zeus pondered for a while, and replied after a long time: "Well, Aphrodite will let you push fate back to the original track." , it’s just that Paris’s words are rude, and he needs to be taught a lesson!”

In fact, Zeus was a little hesitant about whether to save Paris. After all, now that the three goddesses of fate have fallen into a deep sleep, the gods have actually lost the ability to predict fate. Although they still intend to promote the Trojan War for their own benefit, but The specific execution method does not necessarily have to follow the plan. 'Paris' is unruly and has traces of someone secretly intervening. He is no longer a useful pawn, and it is not unacceptable to let him die in the hands of Hector. .

It’s just that many gods pleaded for mercy on the one hand, and on the other hand, changing the plan rashly may lead to more variables, so Zeus finally decided to keep Paris as a pawn.

"Yes, follow your orders, Your Majesty the Great God King!" But no matter what Zeus thought about it, Aphrodite was elated after receiving his order, and turned around and left as soon as she got the answer. The man turned into a cloud of fragrant wind and rushed down Mount Olympus.

The gods looked at this scene with subtle expressions. Although most people knew that the reason why Aphrodite cared about Mo Wen so much was because of her future interests, it was really misleading to be so impatient. After all, that Pa Although Rees was young, he was not generally handsome, even more beautiful than most of the gods present, and Aphrodite was famous for being pretty—thinking of this, everyone couldn't help thinking His teasing eyes turned to a burly and powerful god sitting in the banquet, who was Aphrodite's nominal husband, Hephaestus, the god of fire.

"damn it!"

Noticing the subtle eyes of the gods, Hephaestus was furious, his face flushed slightly, but he had already experienced being greened several times, and he knew that the more he explained this kind of thing, the less he could explain it, so he simply let out a cry. With a cold snort, he grabbed the fine wine on the table and drank it down.

The bright red wine slowly flowed down Vulcan's neck, bringing a little bit of coolness, which relieved the depression in Hephaestus' heart a lot. He just held up the wine glass, looked down, and looked at Mo Wen's figure in the projection , but a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, because of his actions, Mo Wen had inadvertently set up a big enemy. Aphrodite left Mount Olympus and went straight to the temple of Troy. The half-sister priest Cassandra revealed the identity of Paris, so that Priam recognized his son, so Aphrodite also planned to repeat the same trick and let Cassandra reveal the identity of Paris. In this way, the two warring parties will naturally stop, and an outsider who offends the majesty of Troy will naturally be crushed, but if it is the prince of Troy, it is another matter.

But before Aphrodite arrived at the temple of Troy, the situation of the battle between Mo Wen and Hector changed.

After a long battle, Mo Wen's physical strength was exhausted extremely quickly. After another quick dodge, he sideways avoided the spear stabbed by Hector, and was about to go around to the other side to attack, but this time At that time, he staggered, but accidentally bumped into a small piece of gravel. Although Mo Wen quickly adjusted it, this fleeting opportunity was still seized by Hector.

Throwing the pierced spear directly to the ground, Hector roared and hit it with his shield.

boom!

Mo Wen, who had no time to dodge, was hit directly, and his whole body was thrown out. He slid on the ground for several meters before stopping.

There was no sound in the square at this moment. Everyone realized that the duel was about to end, and subconsciously held their breath.

Tick!Tick!

The blood slowly slid down the forehead. Mo Wen panted heavily, while supporting his body with his hands to climb up from the ground. The long-term battle had already made his physical strength reach a critical point. Hector's powerful blow It made his consciousness a little fuzzy, and he couldn't see clearly what was in front of him.

"Give up, Paris, you are not my opponent!"

Throwing away the spear in his hand, Hector walked slowly while pulling out the short blade from the inside of the shield. His eyes were calm, as if he was stating a well-known fact.

However, looking at this scene, Mo Wen, who had no combat strength, smiled instead. He grinned and spit to the side, "Isn't your opponent? Hector, I'm too happy! Lao Tzu Get rid of you now, burn blood, open it for me!"

hum!

As the shout fell, a heavy muffled sound like a gong and drum suddenly sounded, tearing the tranquility of the battlefield like the sound of a charging horn, and then a blood-colored mist suddenly sprayed out from Mo Wen's body, filling the air for a while. a battlefield!

Chapter 20

Burn blood!

Accompanied by Mo Wen's angry shout, a bloody mist rose from his body, wrapping around his body like a dragon.

Immediately, a strange force emerged, thick and solid, yet irresistible. Mo Wen, who was in the center, could only feel that under the guidance of this force, every part of his skin, every drop of blood, and every cell were burning, Qi let out an overwhelmed wail, but at the same time a trace of power was released from his body, filling his body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Outsiders have never seen the changes in Mo Wen's body. They only saw that after the blood mist gushed out, Mo Wen suddenly let out a scream, and then the corners of his eyes were cracked and his skin turned red, as if he had received great pain.

The audience outside were talking about it, not knowing why, and some murmured whether Mo Wen was punished by God for offending the noble prince, but only Hector, who was confronting Mo Wen, noticed something was wrong, and his pupils shrank slightly.

Although I don't understand the reason, in Hector's eyes, although Mo Wen, who is lingering in the blood mist, looks embarrassed at this time, his threat has increased sharply, as if he was a different person. If he was just a bobcat before, he should be a little more careful It can be dealt with, then what is in front of you now is a tiger that chooses to eat people, and if you are not careful, you will be buried here.

Facts proved that Hector's feeling was right, the next moment Mo Wen in the blood mist suddenly opened his bloodshot eyes, and a sinister smile appeared on the former's face.

boom!

At a speed that was hard to see with the naked eye, Mo Wen jumped out, and the spear in his hand hit the center of Hector's shield head-on for the first time.

The previous disparity in power was completely reversed at this moment, and Hector actually took a few steps back under the slam.

"not good!"

Hector's heart was shocked, his eyes were full of shock, while Mo Wen's face was even more grinning, he raised his spear and rushed forward again, but it was different from the previous collision of pure force, this time he used himself Even better than Hector's skill, the spear hit different positions of Hector's shield continuously at an extremely tricky angle.

boom! boom! boom!

There was another knocking sound, and Hector only felt a continuous vibration coming from his arm, moving from left to right, constantly disturbing the balance of his shield holding, and after a few times, the shield was almost turned over completely , revealing himself behind the shield.

Fighting back with a shield is the core of Hector's current tactics. He knew that he could never continue to face Mo Wen's weird attack like this. Holding the dagger in one hand, he slashed at Mo Wen.

Although he doesn't understand why Mo Wen's power suddenly increased, Hector understands that this power will never last long. As long as he uses offense instead of defense, pushes back and forces Mo Wen to retreat, then he will have enough time to fight back. Reorganize the defense and drag it until the opponent's strength fades.

However, when the sword was struck, Hector's face changed slightly, because he saw an inexplicable smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Mo Wen's mouth, and his eyes were full of madness and cunning.

puff!

Amidst the exclamation of everyone present, the blade of the sword pierced into the flesh, splashing a spray of blood. Hector's feint attack ended up hitting Mo Wen, and the blade cut into the latter's collarbone, firmly stuck die there.

Unexpectedly, it would be such a result. Hector was completely stunned, but then his face changed drastically, because he wanted to withdraw his defense as soon as possible. His sword was not powerful enough to inflict serious damage on Mo Wen, but his own But the weapon was locked by the opponent, the shield was too late to retract, and the distance between the two was still very close, this was a trap at all!A trap where you risk your life with your injuries!

It's a pity that Hector was too late to react. Mo Wen, who had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, had already kicked up and hit the former's lower abdomen directly, kicking Hector all over the ground, waiting for the latter to get off the ground. When he got up again, the sharp spear point was already on his throat.

"You lost, Hector!!"

While pulling out the short blade stuck on his collarbone, Mo Wen said coldly, blood flowed down his shoulder, but he didn't care at all, just looked at Hector with a blank expression.

Hector, who was crawling on the ground, put away his palm unwillingly, and his fingers drew bloodstains on the ground. Now the blood mist on Mo Wen's body has begun to dissipate, and his aura is also declining. It is obvious that the power that can rival him soon It's about to disappear, if I persisted just now, or if I was a little more careful, then it is definitely not me who is falling here now.

However, the rebuttal was stuck in his throat but he couldn't say it out. Looking at Mo Wen's bleeding shoulder and pale face, Hector knew that he still lost, not because of his strength and martial arts, but because of his courage. Courage and courage, if he is in a different place, Hector can't guarantee that he has the courage and confidence of the other party, and bet all of himself for an uncertain opportunity, even if it is his only chance to win.

"I lost, you kill me!"

Turning his head away, Hector closed his eyes directly.

In Troy Square, there was no sound at the moment, and there were pairs of uneasy eyes under the dark heads. Everyone was paying attention to the two people in the field, waiting for the result of the matter.

You must know that the one lying there is the best prince of Troy. If he dies here, who will inherit the throne and who will protect them?

King Priam stood up, intending to say a few harsh words, but he was afraid of offending others, so he said nothing in the end, while Queen Hecuba was panting rapidly and kept puffing her chest, as if Like fainting.

The change in the battle situation was so sudden that they were not prepared at all. Who would have thought that Hector, who was still gaining the upper hand just now, would be defeated in an instant, so that he was captured now, and there was no one who could save him. Life and death It was completely in Mo Wen's hands.

In fact, not only are the other people fluctuating in their hearts, but even Mo Wen is a little dazed. Looking at the spear in his hand, he knows that as long as he exerts his strength, he can take Hector's life away, so that the two abandoned people on the high platform His own guy regretted it all his life, but looking at Hector who was waiting to die with his eyes closed, Mo Wen couldn't convince himself to kill him no matter what, after all, they both had the same blood in their bodies.

After a long silence, Mo Wen finally sighed softly and slowly moved the spear away.

"Go away, Prince of Troy, and never appear in front of me again!"

Blood is thicker than water, and in the end Mo Wen chose to let go of Hector who had no deep hatred with him.

Getting up from the ground, Hector took a deep look at the boy who spared his life, turned around and left.He didn't leave any cruel words. Although it is extremely humiliating to be defeated by a child younger than himself, the shame still needs to be washed away with blood. Hector doesn't bother to use such dirty methods, even if he knows that he is now As long as he has that thought, he can kill Mo Wen.

Looking at this scene, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Anyway, Mo Wen didn't kill the prince, so the matter hasn't reached the worst point yet.

However, the next moment everyone calmed down again, because just as Hector left, Elder Antenor commanded a group of soldiers to surround him.

"Boy, you killed the Trojan soldiers and hurt the noble Prince Hector. Have you thought about how to die?"

With a sinister smile on his face, Antenor covered his injured cheek and said gloomily.

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Chapter 21 Prince?

"Boy, you killed our Trojan soldiers and hurt the noble Prince Hector. Have you thought about how to die?"

In Troy Square, looking at Antenor who commanded the soldiers to surround Mo Wen, the faces of the Trojans who were watching were slightly hot. Many people turned their heads away, and they bypassed their own prince. To take someone's life is not an honorable act anyway.

However, no one stood up to stand up for Mo Wen. For one thing, the cities in Greek civilization advocated violence and plunder, and did not value reputation and morality very much. Don't say that Antenor's failure to violate the agreement is just some despicable behavior. Secondly, Antenor is a veteran figure who followed Priam to rebuild Troy from the ruins. He is also quite powerful in the city, and Mo Wen Just a wild boy from nowhere, no one wants to offend a powerful elder for such an irrelevant person.

What's more, the previous battle between the two sides can be said to be a holy duel between the two. As the winner, Mo Wen spared Hector's life, but it can also be interpreted as facing a vicious criminal. It is not good for the prince to be captured, and the other party just let him go, so there is nothing wrong with other people chasing him, right? As a citizen of Troy, he enjoys the rights and treatment of citizens. Although everyone feels ashamed of Antenor's behavior, but also That's all, in general, I am more inclined to my own people.

Seeing the Trojan soldiers approaching him step by step, Mo Wen sneered in his heart. How could he not have considered this kind of issue when he let Hector go just now? From the description given by the system, the black water snake is known to be a summoned beast of a large-scale war. With it, it is absolutely not a problem to kill Troy by itself.

Seeing the soldiers getting closer and closer, and the spear in his hand was less than a few steps away from him, Mo Wen's hand glowed with white light, and he was about to summon the black water snake, but at this moment, a clear voice suddenly sounded, "Stop, stop, stop hitting! Stop hitting!"

Everyone's eyes blurred, and they saw a cute little loli wearing a priest's costume and a garland running over quickly, directly blocking the way between the Trojan soldiers and Mo Wen.

Antenor's face sank slightly. He knew the little girl. She was the princess of Troy and the younger sister of Prince Hector, Cassandra. She was chosen by God since she was a child and became a priest. But also above him as an elder.

"Dear Princess Cassandra, what are you doing? Come back quickly, behind you is a very threatening wild man, he will hurt you!"

Half caring and half scolding, Antenor yelled loudly while motioning the soldiers to pull the princess away, his voice was extremely abrupt in this somewhat quiet square.

However, Cassandra shook off the soldiers who were pulling her, and shouted: "No! Paris is not some lowly savage. With the gaze given by God, I know that he is a man like you and me. A noble existence, he is a prince!!"

Cassandra's words made the audience fall into silence again, as if awakened. Everyone looked at the young man who was severely injured but still stood upright, and suddenly felt that the other party's appearance and temperament were so unique and noble. , really doesn't look like a savage.

Looking at this scene, Mo Wen narrowed his eyes slightly, and intuitively felt that there was something wrong. Although his appearance and temperament were placed here, it was true that he could not be hooked with savages, but the change of everyone was a bit too abrupt, as if It's like being forcibly distorted thinking.

Has a god made a move?

This thought faintly appeared in his mind, Mo Wen dissipated the glimmer of summoning the black water mysterious snake, and lowered his head slowly.

Antenor was still a little unwilling, and asked Cassandra loudly: "This wild man will be a prince, and which country is he from?"

In fact, Antenor had speculated about Mo Wen's identity from the very beginning. After all, if he could contend against Prince Hector, the opponent must also be an existence of extraordinary blood. However, there are dozens of city-states in Greece, and a city is a country. Well, there are a lot of princes and princesses, so they are not very valuable. If Mo Wen is really the illegitimate child of some small city-state, then he may not be able to kill the other party.

However, after listening to Antenor's words, Cassandra sighed softly, and she looked back at Mo Wen, but her eyes were extraordinarily complicated.

"Paris is the prince who was abandoned on Mount Ida many years ago. He is my brother!"

"what?!"

"how can that be?!"

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The audience was in an uproar, and everyone's eyes widened in disbelief. Mo Wen was actually their prince of Troy. This was something they had never thought of before!

Priam and Queen Hecuba on the high platform stood up at the same time, their eyes full of horror.

As if the fog had dissipated, the moment Cassandra revealed Mo Wen's identity, Hecuba confirmed that Mo Wen was his son. After all, with that appearance and expression, he could vaguely see Mo Wen's appearance when he was a child, and his age was just right. On, definitely the other party is right.

Over the years, she would often think of the poor child she abandoned on Mount Ida, but she always thought that the other child was dead, but she did not expect that he was still alive and reappeared in front of her. surprise!

However, Hecuba's face froze in the next moment. She looked at Mo Wen's bleeding shoulder, and then realized what happened. Her two sons were fighting to the death just now, and one of them almost killed her. another one!

surprise!Scared!Guilty! !

All kinds of emotions rushed into my heart, but Hecuba couldn't bear it for a while, and fainted directly.

In contrast, King Priam's performance was much better. At first he was taken aback for a moment, but then he was overjoyed. Just because of a change of identity, he hated Mo Wen before, but now he likes him so much. , the other party's rebelliousness, tenacity, and threat are no longer the reasons for wanting to get rid of the other party at this moment, but have become the traits that I admire the most. With these Priams The love for Mo Wen at this moment is not even inferior to Hector.

When he was young, his family was ruined, his parents and brothers were killed, and his sister was taken away. In fact, Priam yearns for power more than anyone else. Although he has many allies, no matter how close the allies are, they can’t catch up with his son. At the age of ten, he can Defeating Hector who is about to grow up, Mo Wen seems to him to be a treasure bestowed by heaven.

"Paris, my son!!"

Stretching out his hands tremblingly, Priam flaunted his arms towards Mo Wen, as if he was going to embrace Mo Wen immediately.

However, what responded to him was Mo Wen's indifferent eyes.

"Sorry, I'm not a prince of Troy, not before, not now, and never will be!!!"

Chapter 22 Deny

"Sorry, I'm not a prince of Troy, I wasn't in the past, I'm not now, and I won't be in the future!!"

In Troy Square, a slightly immature but unwavering voice resounded throughout the audience. Everyone looked at the blood-soaked boy in a daze, and didn't realize what happened for a while.

You must know that he is the prince of Troy. Even among the many Greek city-states, this is one of the most noble identities. How could someone be so stupid as to give up such an opportunity?