The God Killer in the American Comics World

Helen said this with reason.

She was the daughter of Zeus.

When Helen was twelve years old, she was the most beautiful woman in Greece, and many heroes tried to kidnap her.

Suitors came one after another, causing internal strife and almost knocking out the dog's brain.

Finally, all the suitors agreed to decide who could marry Helen by throwing a ring, and let all the suitors swear that they would never take up arms to attack Helen's husband, and would help him with all their strength when he needed help.

After all the suitors agreed, the Aegean leaders who came to propose marriage chose the cuckold king Menelaos by throwing a ring.

However, later, in order to compete for the title of "the most beautiful goddess", Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty, promised to let the troublemaker, Trojan Prince Paris, pick up Helen, which led to the grand story of Helen being abducted by Paris with divine power and crossing the Aegean Sea to the east.

Helen's beauty was so attractive that even Zeus, her father, was attracted by it, so she was absolutely confident in her appearance and figure.

She never expected that Kratos would reject her.

As a truly blessed daughter, how could she bear it? Besides, she still had the crown of the Queen of Sparta on her head.

How could she condescend until the last moment?

Helen was trembling all over, and her red lips under the veil kept moving. She stared at Kratos's cold face, but still couldn't say anything harsh.

"I used to think that I was marrying for love, and pursuing love. Even the gods told me that this was love. But in the end, I found that I was just an excuse for war. This is me, a tragic woman. Of course, you have no obligation to save me. If, that day really comes..."

"Hmm?" Ange pricked up his ears. He really wanted to know what harsh words the famous Helen could say, such as cowardly words.

Who knew that Helen would be so soft to the end.

"I will come and beg you again."

Beautiful tears flowed down. To be honest, this scene would definitely break most men's hearts.

Unfortunately, Ang's thinking mode is completely different.

As the son of the number one big waver in Gotham City, his aesthetic threshold has been raised to a very high level. It is long past the time when he could not move his legs when seeing a beautiful woman.

Besides, if you don't even show your face, how can I know if you are Helen?

There is a difference between Cao thieves and Cao thieves.

Cao Cao's taste is so authentic, and Ang can accept much less.

No matter how beautiful Helen is, theoretically, she has been in Ang's hands for three times, and Ang really won't make a fool of herself for her.

If it's by the way, he doesn't mind taking Helen with him, but forget it if it's troublesome.

Before becoming a real god-killer, Ang will make his own decision very carefully.

As for the fact that Helen, the daughter of the God King and the Queen of Sparta, actually had to sell her body to survive, whether this was human nature [Sukka] or morality [Bile], this was not what Ange was interested in studying!

The next morning, ominous dark clouds rolled in the sky in the distance, as if a huge hand of God would descend from the clouds at any time and smash the entire city of Troy to pieces.

In the square in front of the Trojan Palace, it seemed that the king's pressure made everyone bow their heads respectfully, but in fact no one had confidence.

It is true that Penthesilea is a well-known battle queen.

But her record on the surface is far worse than Hector's.

Looking at the Amazon Queen, who was wearing a golden brass heavy armor and a tight full-face helmet, and whose appearance could not tell whether she was a man or a woman, the Trojan King Priam was infinitely moved.

He knew that this brave queen was trying to make the enemy ignore her female identity in this way so that the enemy could fight her fairly.

He admired her courage and loyalty, but felt sorry.

The king seemed to see the shadow of his own son. He once handed the Trojan flag to the brave and fearless Hector, put the laurel crown on his head, and gave them glory.

But today he wanted to give all this to a successor who was not as strong as his son.

This emotion was very complicated!

He shouted loudly: "Whoever kills Achilles! Whoever can get anything I can give from me as a prize!"

Penthesilea raised her head, as stubborn as a child, her eyes seemed to penetrate the heavy clouds in the opposite sky and saw the dawn of victory.

"I will fight Achilles to the bitter end to live up to your Majesty's grace. Either he dies or I die!"

The queen's decisive voice made the twelve Amazon heroines who followed her grit their teeth, excitedly raised their swords and shouted in unison: "Victory or death!"

Their rough voices stimulated the Trojan guards around them. As the former followers of Hector, they could not suppress their anger, and followed them to raise their weapons and roared three times in unison.

"Until death!"

"Until death!"

"Until death!"

The atmosphere was right, and Penthesilea, sitting on the horse-drawn chariot, waved her hand and shouted: "All troops attack!"

This army of 30,000 people immediately moved.

This is a pitiful army.

The morale is barely useful.

Once it drags on for a long time, or loses another game, there is no need to fight.

The Amazon queen certainly knows the art of war, but she has so much power that Prince Paris, who went to the war with the army, is a little embarrassed. After all, she hadn't even glanced at Paris.

Instead, she turned around and held out her hand to Ange: "Kratos! I heard that you are a great archer! Do you dare to be my archer?"

"It's my honor!"

In Greek wars, it is often difficult to see cavalry. After all, the east and west sides of the Aegean Sea are full of winding coastlines and islands. In this environment, it is difficult to find a place suitable for large-scale horse breeding.

War horses are so precious that the Greeks rarely form a cavalry unit, and more often use war horses to pull chariots.

The front half of the two horses are covered with thick bronze horse armor, and then they pull a three-person carriage.

A driver, an archer, and a main fighter holding a spear.

Not everyone can get on the queen, ahem, wrong, not everyone can get on the carriage.

Being able to pull a strong bow is a symbol of military power in this era.

Ange took the responsibility, took the queen's hand, and easily flew into the car.

Sure enough, he received the envious eyes of Prince Paris.

But Ange had no time to care about other things, because the city gate was opened.

The opening of the huge city gate, plus the long trumpet sound, would wake up the Greeks on the opposite side unless they were dead.

After ten years of siege, there was no chance of sneak attack.

The Greek camp had long been built like a huge wooden city.

Seeing that the Trojans were no longer hiding behind the majestic city walls, the Greeks would definitely fight a decisive battle that would consume the Trojans.

The Greeks on the opposite side were not even willing to send more troops, but also sent 30,000 people to form three huge square formations, facing the Trojan army from a distance.

Standing next to the Amazon Queen, Ange was able to see the general on the opposite side from the best angle.

Achilles!

Ange was willing to call it a humanoid Gundam!