MTL - Godslayer In the Comic World-Chapter 195 This is your right (1 more)

  Chapter 195 This is your right (1 more)

  Laughing to death, the two brothers were good back then, and it was Agamemnon who helped Menelaus to come forward and form the Greek coalition to fight Troy. As a result, Ares played a trick to change the sky, and became the boss of Menelaus.

  Brothers from back then, after more than two thousand years, they had already fallen out because of this crap. If it weren't for the fact that Ares was pressing down on the top, and the gods of Olympus were staring at the opposite side, normally this would be the rhythm of the civil war.

  They are not close anymore in this generation, and the next generation is more of a blood feud.

   It is easy to imagine how difficult the communication between the two families was.

  Hearing the news, An Ge touched his chin: "This can be used."

   After some more inquiries, Anger got a series of information about the coats of arms of the two major families.

  The three women watched in amazement as Ange found a piece of radish, then casually made a small knife as a carving knife, and then imitated the format of the official documents of the Greek city-state, and made a piece of classic papyrus.

   To be honest, this thing is incomparable to modern paper, and in Anger's view, it is an anti-human thing. However, Menelaus likes this way.

  The highest-level official documents in the Greek Empire all use this kind of paper. Because the production method is too traditional, it is really difficult to imitate.

  Ange found a high-ranking official in Greece, used the teleportation technique to touch a few cards, and then got it right.

  So, the next day, Ange transformed into a Greek Mycenaean [Giuslegos].

  In the evening, a Greek-style carriage appeared at the pass of the Acropolis.

  When the guard guarding the intersection saw the other party's attire, he took a breath.

   After checking the documents, the team leader waved his hand and let them go without much entanglement.

   "What's the background?" A sergeant asked the lieutenant next to him.

   "The direct descendants of Mycenae."

"you sure?"

   "Even if the certificate can be faked, that set of brass armor can't be faked. I didn't dare to look at it after one look, even if the girl beside him is so beautiful, I didn't dare to take another look."

  The Greek Empire respects ancient times, and the descendants of all the princes and nobles are proud to have a set of ancient Greek armor. Not medieval iron armor, but more archaic brass armor.

  For this reason, each family has a dedicated coppersmith to make traditional armor for itself.

  It is even rarer if it is a mythological age armor with a lot of divinity.

  Compared to documents made of papyrus, this is the real passport for Greek officialdom.

  By coincidence, someone happens to have a suit of armor from Achilles.

   In this way, this luxurious carriage arrived at the Acropolis unimpeded.

On the surface, the car entered the ancestral temple of the Mycenae family, but in fact, after passing through the double checkpoints of the Spartan guards and Mycenae’s own ancestral temple, Ange took Helen to the ancestral temple of the Mycenae family. The ten-meter-high top floor jumped tens of meters into the ruins of the Athena Victory Temple next door.

   Not far away, Wonder Woman made a [Nobody] gesture.

  There is only a thousand days to be a thief, there is no thousand years to prevent a thief.

  Perhaps the outlying garrison has something to do because there are often all kinds of messy people wanting to enter, such as curious tourists from other countries, such as fearless worshipers of the old gods.

  The inner circle is really boring as hell.

  The Temple of Athena, which was burned more than 2,000 years ago, has long been in dilapidated condition—most of the roof is open, half of the porch is eroded by wind, and the high wall is full of holes. All of this, under the bright sunshine, against the background of the city of Athens not far away, looks extremely ironic.

  Ange approached the half-collapsed sacrificial altar in the temple, and put the [Holy Olive] on it, and then the space around him began to split into countless irregular lenses like a broken mirror.

  [Mirror Space] is turned on, which immediately separates the altar from the real space.

   "Athena! I haven't seen you in two thousand years, are you okay?"

  Ange's voice echoed over the isolated and dilapidated temple, and other than his voice, the entire space was completely silent. The three women looked at him a little nervously and held their breath.

  He stood in front of the altar, facing the void, as if in front of him was the entrance of a **** realm.

  Helen secretly clenched the hem of the long Greek dress in her hand, and Ange called Athena by her name without hesitation. It was unimaginable in her era, but now she feels that this seems a little reasonable.

  Time flies, and the theocracy falls.

  When the gods of Olympus had to use the power of [God Slayer] to deal with a traitor, isn't it a shame?

  Helen suddenly understood why Ange had the confidence to call Athena.

  In this isolated space, there shouldn't be a fifth existence.

  However, just after Ange's call, [Holy Olive] suddenly burst into a soft green light.

  An olive tree grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it became a big tree that needs to be looked up to in just a few breaths.

  I don’t know when there was a creature with a high content of [gu] on the tree-an owl!

   This fierce (cute) bird with big eyes tilted its head and said in a female voice:

"It really surprised me! How many centuries? Today, someone has finally regained this position. I didn't expect that he was not my priest or believer, but a person who should have disappeared more than two thousand years ago. Mortals in this world."

It was obviously an owl standing on a tree, but looking at it, the three girls seemed to see a magnificent goddess standing at the highest point of the holy white temple steps, with a smile in her eyes, watching this illusory space, her The field of vision is so deep, it seems to be an arc in the distant sky.

  They knelt down on one knee subconsciously, and extended their most respectful greetings to the goddess.

  Only Ange clenched his fists and stood proudly on the spot, staring at the big Kaziran eyes of 'Athena'.

  Ange didn't answer Athena's words directly, but said flatly: "I'm back. The person I took away from Troy back then, I brought her back."

   "Is it to end this fate? Yes." The owl squinted her eyes halfway. She seemed very satisfied with the power of Helen as the bait. Unexpectedly, An Ge's next sentence made her feel a little bit out of control.

"No, I want to say that leaving again is also an option. I can sign a God's contract with Thor at any time to get his power." As soon as An Ge said this, Athena also Well, no matter the three girls, at the same time they were shocked.

   "No, wait, you..." Diana was the most violent.

  After a flash of surprise flashed across Penthesilea's face, she was a little angry at first, and then she thought it through. She glanced at Ang's resolute face, and she fell silent.

   Instead, it was Helen who almost collapsed on the ground in fright.

  Through the spirit of the owl, Athena's eyes shone brightly, as if she wanted to see through the deepest part of Angor's soul.

  She was silent for ten seconds, then suddenly sighed: "Yes, this is indeed your right."

  (end of this chapter)