The God Killer in the American Comics World

"No!"

"This one won't do! It's too soft!"

"Is there no real strong bow?"

In the Trojan Royal Armory, Ange was like a saboteur, breaking the bowstrings of several bows in one breath.

Whether it was the Amazon warriors who came with him or the armory officials who led the way, they didn't show any impatience on their faces, but the surprise on their faces became stronger.

There was no way, Troy's enemies could never be considered human.

The Greek gods were fighting in the sky, and the gods were also rampaging on the ground.

In this exaggerated battle of the gods, the power of mortals was too small.

After Ange added Kratos's suit, his outrageous 80 points of strength allowed him to do the [Power to Break Lions], which was something that only the most amazing heroes in the eyes of mortals of this era could do, that is, to tear a lion apart with his bare hands.

"Ding!"

Although this bow, which looks good, has a faint halo of divine power attached to it, and is an excellent work made by the nymph goddess (a second-level Greek goddess) under the command of the hunting goddess Artemis, it still cannot withstand someone's huge strength.

The bowstring broke again.

This time, the whole audience respected Ang.

"Great hero! Please follow me." The official of the arsenal said so.

Following this guy, the group came to a side hall.

In theory, the best weapons should be in the core area of ​​the arsenal, and the ones placed here should not be very important.

When the door of this small arsenal opened, Ang knew why.

It was full of some non-human-sized weapons and equipment.

The official solemnly said: "This is the hunting bow of the Cyclops!"

This name is too difficult to pronounce, it has a name that is easier for Ang to understand-Cyclops Bow.

There are two generations of Cyclops: the first generation is the son of Uranus and Gaia, and the skills are construction and crafts. They are stubborn and violent.

They can forge high-quality weapons and are famous for their strength.

The second generation of Cyclops is a small tribe living on a remote island. One of the giants is Polyphemus, the son of Poseidon and Thoësa, a sea nymph. He once kidnapped the famous Odysseus and his companions, who blinded him in order to escape his cave.

The Cyclops bow in front of us is obviously from the second generation of Cyclops.

The smallest bow here has a length of 1.8 meters. For the second generation Cyclops, who are generally 5 to 6 meters tall, this thing is similar to the pony bow used by humans on horses. It may even be for small Cyclops.

Even so, ordinary people would find it a hindrance to even carry this thing, let alone draw it.

This is almost the same size as the bronze spear of ordinary Trojan spearmen.

The bow should be made of the same yew wood as that of Crete. It is strong but the workmanship is a bit rough. The bowstring is obviously made of the tendons of some sea beasts. Ange can even sense the faint divinity contained in it.

Ahem! In the sea of ​​Greece, if you find some sea beasts that affect the city appearance and are particularly powerful, they are most likely the offspring of Poseidon. Anyway, Greek gods have never had reproductive isolation.

With his exaggerated arm span and eight times the strength of ordinary people, Ange easily pulled the bow into a full moon.

"Very good! This is it."

"It's yours. Mr. Kratos!" The official said with a smile.

Almost as soon as the official finished speaking, Ange's system popped up: [Congratulations to the host for obtaining an epic weapon (Cyclops Bow): Equipment strength requirement 70, bow damage 250-648. Bows come with special effects (armor penetration Lv3), (divine penetration Lv5). 】

This bow is thick, heavy, and has high requirements, but apart from the real god equipment, this thing is already the best weapon that Ange can get now.

On this day, Ange got the weapon of the Cyclops, and the news spread quickly throughout the city.

"Have you heard?"

"The portal finally summoned a great hero."

"Great hero? How strong?"

"He can pull the bow of the Cyclops!"

"Hiss--"

Ordinary people can't see any strength values. In this era where gods are everywhere, you can't tell who is the real tough guy just by looking at the surface. After all, the Greeks are an all-star lineup. Hector, the strongest in Troy, just died, and another prince Paris was beaten by the opponent before. All the Trojans are weak in their hearts.

Even if they know that this mysterious Kratos may not be very strong, some people are still willing to put their hopes on this hero.

Only Ange himself knows that there is an essential gap between him and the top gods.

Following the Trojan servants to the temporary accommodation arranged for him, Ang politely declined the Amazon warrior who followed him.

To be honest, this girl is not bad, her appearance can score 80 points, but she is over 1.85 meters tall, and Ang is worried that her six-pack abs will pinch his hand, but Ang is not dissatisfied with anything.

"After the victory, there is plenty of time to celebrate, right?"

In one sentence, the other party readily agreed.

But Ang did not expect that even though he ordered the Trojan servants not to receive any visitors. In the middle of the night, a slender woman still came to his room.

Not to mention the heavy sound of opening the door, just the footsteps unique to ordinary people could not be hidden from Ang's perception.

As soon as the mysterious woman entered the door, she saw a pair of cold, even cruel and hostile black eyes shining in the darkness.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Kratos, I don't mean to offend. But my status is sensitive and I can only visit in this way at this moment." The woman's voice is extremely beautiful. If the voice of the black and white canary is gentle and charming, then this one The woman's voice is still above this. In addition to being beautiful, it also has a noble and sacred feeling.

However, she covered herself tightly with a thick cloak, and even wore a thick black veil on her head.

"Say." Ange said concisely.

"Excuse me, can Mr. Kratos still leave the city of Troy through the portal?"

"Why should I answer your question?" Ange's eyes were still cold.

The other party's delicate body trembled, and he bowed deeply, intentionally or unintentionally showing off the mass violence on his chest.

"The city of Troy has been besieged for ten years. Neither the Trojans nor I can see any hope. Hector, the only spiritual pillar of the whole city, has just died in the battle. You are the first person to visit this city in ten years. , and he is a great hero who ignored the blockade of the gods and came here. I think my only chance of escape lies with you."

"Interesting. What if I said, I can leave?" Ange suddenly opened his right palm, and an energy ball full of mysterious power appeared on it.

"Take me away, I'm yours. You can do whatever you want from me!" The woman slowly opened her cloak with trembling hands, revealing a curvaceous body wrapped only in a double layer of white gauze.

The light was dim and everything seemed hazy, like falling in fog.

What is certain is that the woman has a good figure that is rare in the world.

Even though she couldn't see clearly, Ange had determined that she was at least on the same level as Catwoman Selina.

No, it should be above her.

The faint divine power in her body also concealed many things.

Ange pointed out her identity with a sneer: "I'm sorry, Queen Helen. This is not enough. There is no reason for me to take the risk of offending all the gods, a lot of Greek kings, and even the Trojan royal family to save you."

Helen was stunned. She widened her beautiful aqua blue eyes and trembled: "You...you actually rejected me?"