The God Killer in the American Comics World

It's so funny. Back then, the two brothers were good friends. Agamemnon helped Menelaos to form a Greek coalition to fight Troy. As a result, Ares changed the situation and Menelaos became the boss.

The brothers back then would have fallen out over this trivial matter after more than 2,000 years. If it weren't for Ares' pressure from above and the Olympian gods on the other side, this would normally be the rhythm of a civil war.

They are not close to each other in this generation, and the next generation is even more of a feud.

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

Hearing this news, Ange touched his chin: "This can be used."

After asking around, Ange got a series of information about the coats of arms of the two families.

The three women stared in amazement as Ange found a carrot, then casually got a knife as a carving knife, and then imitated the format of the Greek city-state official documents to make a classic papyrus.

To be honest, this thing is incomparable to modern paper. In Ang's opinion, it is an anti-human thing. But Menelaos likes this.

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

Ang found a Greek official and used teleportation to get a few sheets back. This is how he got it done.

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

In the evening, a Greek wind carriage appeared at the gate of the Acropolis.

When the guards at the intersection saw the other party's dress, they took a breath.

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

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

"The direct descendant from Mycenae."

"Are you sure?"

"Even if the documents can be forged, that brass armor can't be fake. I didn't dare to look at it again after taking a look, no matter how beautiful the girl next to him was, I didn't dare to look at it again."

The Greek Empire respected retro style, and the descendants of the princes and nobles were proud to own a set of ancient Greek armor. Not medieval iron armor, but more ancient brass armor.

For this reason, each family has a special coppersmith to make traditional armor for their family.

If it is a mythological armor with some divinity, it is even rarer.

Compared with the documents made of papyrus, this is the real pass in the Greek officialdom.

Coincidentally, someone happened to have a set of armor from Achilles.

In this way, this luxurious carriage came to the Acropolis of Athens unimpeded.

On the surface, the car entered the ancestral temple of the Mycenae family, but in fact, after passing the two levels of checkpoints of the Spartan guards and the Mycenae family guarding the ancestral temple, Ange took Helen and jumped dozens of meters from the top floor of the 30-meter-high Mycenae ancestral temple to the ruins of the Temple of Athena Victory next door.

Not far away, Wonder Woman made a gesture of [no one].

There is only a thief who can steal for a thousand days, but there is no one who can guard against thieves for a thousand years.

Perhaps the outer defenses have something to do because there are often all kinds of messy people who want to enter, such as curious tourists from other countries, such as fearless worshippers of the old gods.

The inner circle is really boring to death.

The Temple of Athena, which was burned down more than two thousand years ago, has long been dilapidated - most of the roof is open, half of the columns are eroded by wind, and the high walls are full of holes. All this is extremely ironic under the bright sunshine, and against the backdrop of the not-so-distant city of Athens.

Ang approached the half-collapsed altar in the temple and placed the [Holy Olive] on it. Then the space around him began to break into countless irregular lenses like a broken mirror.

[Mirror Space] was turned on, separating the altar from the real space in an instant.

"Athena! Two thousand years have passed. Are you all right?"

Ang's voice echoed over the isolated and dilapidated temple. Except for his voice, the entire space was silent. The three women looked at him nervously and held their breath.

He stood in front of the altar, facing the void, as if there was an entrance to the world of gods in front of him.

Helen secretly clenched the hem of her Greek dress in her hand. Ang called Athena's name without hesitation. It was unimaginable in her time, but now she felt that it seemed a bit reasonable.

Time flies, and the divine power has fallen.

When the Olympian gods had to use the power of [God Killer] to deal with a rebellious god, wasn't it a shame?

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

There shouldn't be a fifth existence in this isolated space.

However, just after Ange called, the [Holy Olive] suddenly bloomed with a soft green light.

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

I don't know when a creature with a high [Gu] content appeared on the tree - an owl!

This big-eyed fierce (cute) bird tilted its head and spoke in a female voice:

"I'm really surprised! How many centuries have passed? Today, someone has finally stood in this position again. I didn't expect that he was not my priest or believer, but a mortal who should have disappeared from this world more than two thousand years ago."

It was obviously an owl standing on the tree, but looking at it, the three women seemed to see a peerless goddess standing at the highest point of the steps of the Holy White Temple, with a smile in her eyes, staring at this illusory space, her vision was so deep, as if it was an arc in the distant sky.

They subconsciously knelt on one knee and paid the most respectful greetings to the goddess.

Only Ange clenched his fists, stood proudly in place, and stared at the big eyes of Athena.

Ange did not directly answer Athena's words, but said calmly: "I'm back. I brought back the person I took away from Troy that year."

"Is it to put an end to this fate? Sure." The owl half-squinted her eyes, and she seemed very satisfied with the power of Helen as a bait. Unexpectedly, Ange's next sentence made her a little lost.

"No, I want to say that leaving again is also an option. I can sign a divine contract with Thor, the god of thunder of the Aesir, at any time and get his power." When Ange said this, Athena and the three women were shocked at the same time.

"No, wait, you..." Diana reacted the most violently.

Penthesilea was a little surprised, and then she thought it through. She glanced at Ange's resolute face and fell silent.

On the contrary, Helen almost collapsed on the ground in fear.

Athena looked through the owl spirit, and her eyes shone brightly, as if she wanted to see through Ange's soul.

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