The God Killer in the American Comics World

Since Helen has returned to this world, these Greek heroes came to kill her, and of course they expected that they would most likely run into their old rivals Kratos and Penthesilea.

Menelaos used the power of the charlatan to lead people to chase her, firstly for the master's mission, and secondly for face.

He had imagined countless times what it would be like for him to meet Helen again.

He just didn't expect it to be like this...

Both he and his good brother Agamemnon, under the power of Ares, gained a lifespan far beyond that of ordinary people. The problem is that their lifespan is similar to that of the Asgardians, with a lifespan of up to 5,000 years, but it is not immortal in the true sense.

When the Trojan War was over, they were already middle-aged. After accepting the longevity of the body, no matter how hard they could bear it and how well they took care of their bodies, after 2,500 years, they are now equivalent to 60 years old, which is equivalent to that of ordinary men.

So when they saw Kratos, who was still "young and energetic", and Penthesilea and Helen, who were still in their prime, they were stunned.

It was supposed to be a civil war among the elderly patients, but you sent a young man in his early 20s. Isn't this pure cheating?

The long-awaited reunion with my woman should definitely be a comedy, but now it has become a horror movie?

Of course, horror is sometimes a comedy, but it's just a change of perspective. When you are on the weak side, it is certainly a horror movie, but when you are on the overwhelming side, it is a comedy.

Ange really didn't expect that when he rushed out with his weapons, he would see a group of old men with white beards and white hair, and even gray nose hair.

The golden armor they wore was still shining. They were no longer wearing "backward" brass armor, but real golden armor, and even because of Ares' blessing, the whole armor was faintly emitting divine power fluctuations.

It's just that the men in armor no longer have the ferocity they once had.

Is that hunched-over guy Ajax the Great?

Is that slightly hunched-over guy next door Odysseus?

Laughing to death!

Even when these guys were in their prime, Ange, who had killed Achilles, was not necessarily afraid of them, let alone them with age spots on their faces.

In the venue, Kratos was very ferocious. When he swept the whole venue with his sharp eyes, no Greek dared to look up and look at him.

This included Menelaos himself.

Not daring to face Ange's gaze, he lowered his eyelids.

Little did he know that Ange did not let him go.

"Menelaos! Don't bow your head! Your crown will fall off!"

The low voice full of violence should have a rough taste. As soon as these words came out, the feeling of rough words but not rough reason arose spontaneously, and all the Greeks present turned their eyes to Menelaos.

The army of the dead must have a lich king, ah, the Greeks must have an emperor.

Since he wore the crown with the help of Ares, if something really happens, if Menelaos doesn't take the responsibility, who will?

The old Mexican was numb.

He almost raised his head with gritted teeth, gritting his teeth until his gums were bleeding: "I am the orthodox emperor of the Greek Empire, Menelaos 233. Kratos, you are a Spartan, why don't you kneel down when you see me!?"

"Puff!" Ange is a professional pretentious person, but even a pretentious person like him couldn't hold back when he heard this from the old Mexican.

I want to laugh.

Laugh if you want to laugh.

The whole museum echoed with Ange's wild laughter!

"Hahaha! Menelaos! We are old rivals, who are you trying to fool? You are just such a bad person, you are always hesitant and can't be direct. In order to make up an excuse to go to war with Troy, you deliberately sacrificed your wife. Then what price did you pay to become the emperor? Tell me, I am really curious!"

Anger's words were absolutely murderous.

Menelaos's face turned pale on the spot, no, it was a big change.

It was bizarre that the wife of the king of Sparta was abducted. So many guards and maids in the Spartan palace were dead? Of course, there was the goddess of love and beauty Aphrodite at work here, but there was a god on the Troy side, but there was no patron saint on the Greek side? Let a goddess with little fighting power help Paris abduct Helen?

The Greeks longed for the fertile land of Troy, and powerful gods such as Ares, Athena, and Apollo were eager to seize more priesthood and power through war.

In the final analysis, Helen was just a fuse deliberately thrown by Menelaos. It can be inferred that the Spartan king of that year obviously played an ignoble role.

In this regard, the old Mo is still too low-level. Look at the talents of later generations. A bag of washing powder can say that you are a weapon of mass destruction.

Agamemnon can't say many things, but it doesn't mean that Ange, the enemy, can't say it.

After a few words, the most terrible scar that the old Mo can't be revealed was immediately revealed.

The old Mo was so angry that he trembled all over.

At this time, Ange hugged Helen's slender waist, causing the first beauty of Greece to scream softly. Obviously being stared at by so many followers of the year, Helen didn't resist, but took the initiative to lean on Ange's broad chest, without turning her head, and didn't even look at those suitors who had become old men.

"Menelaos, although Helen came to me on her own and didn't want Troy to fall into your hands again after the fall of Troy, don't say I didn't give you a chance--" At this point, Ange deliberately dragged out the tail tone, and then said the following: "Helen's people are here. If you have the ability, you can take her back. Otherwise, you will die!"

Menelaos' face flushed, and the arteries and veins in his neck were as thick as if two sausages were inserted into them. His eyes were bulging and full of bloodshot.

What else could he say?

He knew that Kratos was roasting him on the fire. He knew that Helen was probably like the princess who fell into the goblin's nest. He still couldn't resist the other party's provocation.

Who told him that he didn't win a perfect victory to wash away his stigma that year?

"Kill him--" Old Mo issued an order with a distorted roar that made the Greek generals' scalps numb.

The emperor's order must be obeyed, after all, he represents the will of the god of war Ares.

Interestingly, as the saying goes, ignorance is fearless, and the first to take action are the descendants of gods from various families.

In this era, it is too difficult to stand out.

The place where Ange traveled to was only a [Crown Prince who reigned for 64 years]. Perhaps this is quite explosive in the real world.

In the Greek Empire, this is nothing, just multiply it by 40!

Even the original king like Agamemnon was demoted to a duke, and these three generations of descendants of gods also want to be kings?

Their only chance is to make achievements that are enough to impress Ares.

A guy who looks like a middle-aged man, but is actually likely to be more than a thousand years old, rushed up.

With a [Spartan kick], he flew back.