Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 806 Secret Wine
[Hey, are you okay? 】

"I really can't say no, but I can't handle this old joke. If I'm really drunk, I can endure it. I can drink it. It's not a big deal to sacrifice my stomach for the great cause of the world. But after I'm full, I really can’t get it in!”

The Ambrosia he drank before filled Shangluo's missing spiritual energy, making his whole body fully activated.

But the next sip was taken after I was full. As soon as Ambrosia entered my stomach, I felt a strong feeling of fullness, as if there was an airbag in my stomach.

He didn't even react. Because the cup was only one mouthful, he didn't expect that that small mouthful would fill him up.

[Hey, you’re not really dying, are you? Haven't you recovered? 】

"This means that this amount is more than the stomach of a heavenly being can bear. Damn it, I just drank one glass. Is this stuff so strong?"

[Well, I often see works of art depicting that during the feast on Mount Olympus, there was a cup in front of Zeus. Maybe even for Zeus, one cup is enough. 】

"I've seen it before." Shangluo held on to the pillar and asked Alexander in front of him, "Didn't you say that Achilles also used it? Why was Achilles not strung to death?"

"Because Achilles didn't drink at all," answered Alexander, "Achilles applied it externally. His mother bathed him in ambrosia instead of letting him drink it, which is completely different in nature. The power of the Greek gods comes from blood, which can be understood as divine blood. The power of the Greek gods is exerted through divine blood. Achilles has no divine blood from beginning to end, he is just a shell. immortal."

"So that's the case. No wonder I didn't survive."

"Anyway, let's drink four drinks per person first, no, three drinks. If we are not dead after three drinks, we will discuss whether to drink or not."

"You are so incredible." Shangluo still held on to the pillar, "One of us must die here today."

"The one who actually drank Ambrosia and didn't die was Hercules. He did drink the wine of the gods, but he was already immortal before that because he was fed by Hera. Breast milk——I am no longer blessed, and I think you can’t stand it either?”

The two looked at each other and both raised their glasses.

"When you take a small sip, it swells up, which is completely inconsistent with the amount of food in your mouth. The feeling in your stomach is sluggish. If I accidentally take half a sip more, I will strangle myself to death!"

"I didn't say it, you said it yourself. Besides, you drink every sip by yourself. What does it have to do with me if you push yourself to death?"

"I've warned you a long time ago. Once you start, you can't quit. For the sake of Thebes, you must drink it."

"Then what do you think we should do?" Alexander also felt uncomfortable. He held on to the pillar on the other side, "What do you think we should do?"

"Okay!" Alexander agreed.

"You don't want to hold me to death, do you???"

After three glasses.

Phaethon covered his eyes. The two people in front of them were already lying on the ground. Although air was coming in and out of their mouths, they looked like they were not in good condition.

Regardless of the coldness of the marble floor, both of them lay flat on the ground, their stomachs swollen like balloons, and they looked like they were about to vomit. But since I didn't actually drink anything, I couldn't spit anything out. "You two, you really have to think about it again." Phaethon covered his forehead, "Although Shangluo being stretched to death is the worst situation. But Alexander, don't die. If you die, the entire Muses Palace will be destroyed. It’s all in vain. The Philosopher King system of the Muse Palace is built for you, and all the sages are your advisors. If you and Shangluo support each other to death, how can I explain to Victoria? "

"Then you... let him admit defeat."

Shangluo turned over: "Why don't you admit defeat! It's not too late for us to change to a martial arts competition now!"

"No!" Alexander replied, "How can I beat you! You have Caesar's sword, the Huntsman's hunting knife, and a bunch of killer weapons that I know and don't know. I can compete with you with just one sword. I was hacked to death by you. Today we will compete in drinking."

He looked at Shangluo: "You're not at a loss, right? I set up this puzzle and finally took the initiative to guide you here. I'm sincere enough. In addition, the chips I opened are higher than yours. "Chong, it's up to me to decide how to fight."

"I've already promised you anyway, so it's not your business - so now, what should I do? Keep drinking?"

"Go on, drink!" Alexander held Ptolemy's hand, staggered to his feet, grabbed the cup and drank the fourth cup.

"Hiccup~" He leaned back and lay directly on the ground.

"Referee!" Shangluo raised his hand, "He fell to the ground! He lost consciousness, give him a countdown!"

The dragon-tooth soldier Seleucus standing nearby was the referee. Although he is from Alexander's side, Shangluo can trust him because he has sworn an oath to the Great Styx and the rules are very simple.

He didn't even wait for Shangluo to raise his hand. The moment Alexander fell to the ground, he started counting down according to the rules without hesitation: "Ten! Nine! Eight!"

"Stop counting." Alexander sat up holding on to the floor, "I can still move. The fourth cup is now yours."

Ptolemy immediately filled a cup and handed it to Shangluo. Although there is no tendency from his face, he now obviously hopes that Shangluo will immediately follow his monarch and have a drink.

Shangluo took the horn cup. Now he has three airbags stuffed in his stomach. Although the first one had gradually deflated and seemed to be slightly digested, the next two were still swollen and full after being poured in.

Taking the cup, his hands trembled a little. It's not because I'm afraid, but because I'm so overwhelmed.

"Is this a slapping contest?" Shangluo said helplessly, "Why does it feel like a slapping contest?"

"Are you talking about the game played by the Slavs? That's true. One person slaps each other, and whoever can stand at the end wins. It's pretty much the same as us now. So drink up, it's your turn."

[Alarm. ] Apollonia popped up the window, [The readings show that if you drink this cup, your meridians will burst. 】

"what?"

【See for yourself. Activate your inner vision. Now that the spiritual energy is very abundant, you can see it yourself. 】

Lingtai Fangcun Mountain. Shangluo has been here before, and this is his interior location.

(End of this chapter)