Moreover, he still did not call for the help of Cthulhu, and Rope himself showed the power.

"This is the source of confidence I want to show you."

Rope held the blade upside down with his backhand and said with his back to Saber.

"The fourth and fifth episodes were indeed very hard. Whether it is facing the battle between the God of Sky and the God of Victory, or being suppressed by the strongest steel hero, it is not easy. But I will go. Come here, stand here, as the demon king who kills the gods."

"..."

Saber didn't know what to say, there were too many things that he didn't understand.

"Leave it to me tonight."

After that, he took a step forward and walked towards Achilles who was standing up.

"Is it only at this level? Our battle has just begun, Achilles!"

"Ahem... **** stuff."

Achilles supported the tree, panting, and reached out his hand to touch his chest, the bright red blood was particularly dazzling.

"Divinity, demigod? No, it should be a real god... I thought that woman was just a verbal error, but did she turn out to be the deity..."

Achilles’ immortal body condensed into a treasure, "Andreas Amaratos", which has two fatal weaknesses. One is the well-known heel, and the other is that when the opponent has a high-level divinity, this treasure will lose its effect.

Killing the gods of ten pillars of infidelity, taking away their power, and wearing their crowns, Rope's divinity may have surpassed most of the gods of the Moon World.

"The God of Victory of Zoroastrianism—Verethragn!"

"hehe."

Rope laughed, very happy.

"It doesn't matter if you have a pseudonym, and Velesrana is just my defeat. If you feel comfortable, think so."

Compared with the name, fighting is more important now.

"God, are you teasing me..."

Achilles gritted his teeth and picked up his spear again.

The damage he has received is regenerating. As long as he doesn't pierce his heel, his treasure will not be broken.

"That's right! It just so happens that I also have complaints against you lofty bastards. However, I still apologize for my previous mistakes, you will be my strongest opponent-Troias Tragoidia (the undead chariot of the wind and raging waves)!"

The north wind is blowing.

The three-headed horse racing horse galloped down from the sky.

Xantos, Paleos, and Petasos were involved in three BMWs with myths and legends, and the hideous chariot stopped in front of Achilles.

That was his proof of his rank as Rider, which belonged exclusively to Achilles' chariot!

Chapter 23 The Battle in the Sky, Rope's Return

The sky is overcast with clouds and the moonlight is obscured. The originally clear weather is about to drizzle. From time to time, a few thunder snakes rush out to show their ferociousness.

Below the clouds and above the sky, golden and light green rays are chasing and fighting each other.

"Damn it! I can't get rid of it."

Achilles was holding the reins of the chariot in one hand, and the short gun in the other. He kept scanning his surroundings, trying to catch Rope's figure.

Whether it’s the legend of a hero or the advantage of the Rider rank, Achilles’ strengths have always been extremely strong, surpassing all the heroic maneuverability, and he can even temporarily increase his speed when riding on a chariot. Beyond the speed of sound.

But even so, he still couldn't crush that **** with speed.

The **** of war and victory-Velesrana.

"What are you looking around, great hero!"

Accompanied by a smiling voice, Luo Pei touched from the "seventy-two changes" and slashed the long sword on Achilles' head.

--Ding.

The sound of metal collision, with the fleeting fireworks.

Achilles, with his rich experience across many battlefields, blocked Rope's sneak attack.

But judging from the continuous slight shaking of his gun-holding right hand, it was not easy to block the blow.

"Hiding in hiding, so are you a great god!?"

Achilles gritted his teeth and forced Rope back, swiping the reins to accelerate the chariot again and leave the area.

In the corner of his eye, the military **** did not pause at all. After falling into a falcon to relieve his strength, it changed into the wind entangled again.

Changed and unbeaten for a long time.

His question was immediately answered by Rope--

"Hide hiding?"

This time, the voice came from behind Achilles.

It was on his chariot, and it was fatally close enough!

The hero subconsciously wanted to turn his head back, but the golden blade ran through his lower abdomen more quickly than his nerve reflex.

"Woo-"

Achilles vomited a bit of blood in pain, and quickly grasped Rope's knife in his palm, preventing the sharp blade from causing secondary damage in his body.

"Think carefully, Achilles. If my attack pierced your heel, then you won't have the capital to fight me again."

Rope's expression was very excited, and the battle burned his blood.

"The so-called hero is to cross the miracle that ordinary people can't achieve? Come on, the devil is here, come and show me the spirit of being the protagonist of "Iliad"!"

"——Don't underestimate people! Gods!"

Achilles roared, his body leaned back abruptly, abruptly withstands the pain of being pierced with a sharp blade, and backhanded the short spear in front of Rope's eyes.

Then Ropey's free hand grabbed the handle of the gun and couldn't get in.

Obviously the attack was blocked, but the hero of Greece showed a successful smile.

"Finally caught you!"