The duel between Sarpedon and Patroclus was very eye-catching, but Pei Ziyun was the first to pay attention.
The moment Zeus' tears fell, the system vibrated. Almost at the same time, the priest felt something strange. He followed the guidance and found that Sarpedon and Patroclus were fighting.
"Sarpedon will die."
The priest's senses could feel that the God of Death was lingering. Pei Ziyun just hesitated for a moment, then rushed forward and moved closer to Sarpedon, intending to save Sarpedon if the time came.
The battle begins.
Patroclus launched the attack first and threw a spear, but it did not hit Sarpedon, but hit Sarpedon's assistant Thrasithemus, who was caught off guard. The spear penetrated his body, and with a look of disbelief on his face, he knelt down with a plop and fell to the ground.
When Sarpedon saw Thrasithemus being stabbed to death by Patroclus, he was furious and hurled the same spear at Patroclus.
"Whoops." The spear pierced the sky, and there was a whistling sound. Patroclus had already expected it, and he dodged the roaring spear.
Although the spear did not hit Patroclus, it hit the good horse Pedassus. Pedassus gasped and fell down, and the two talking horses were also horrified to see their companions killed. , suddenly became violent, the yoke rattled, and the reins were twisted together. Fortunately, Otto Medon, who was driving the horse, pulled out a sharp sword from his waist in time and cut the dead horse's belt, so that the reins were not broken.
"Die!" Sarpedon saw that the spear did not hit Patroclus, picked up another spear on the ground, and threw it at Patroclus for the second time.
"Whoops." This time the spear was faster than the first time, and it streaked across the sky like lightning. Patroclus raised his shield, and there was only a "pop" sound. The shield was pierced, and the spear tip was exposed, and it was pierced. The armor of Patroclus only narrowly missed being penetrated.
Sarpedon's face was gloomy. He did not expect that his two attacks failed. At this time, there were no spears around. He immediately drew his sword and rushed towards Patroclus with a shout.
"Now it's my turn." Patroclus roared, and a spear was thrown out, appearing in front of Sarpedon. The armor failed to protect it, and it penetrated into Sarpedon's chest and behind Sarpedon. Through it, blood gushed out like a spring, dyeing the whole body red.
"Ah!" Sarpedon fell to his knees with a plop, breathing hard. He knew that he would inevitably go to the realm of Hades, and he couldn't help but cry out in despair.
"My... friends, I... have gone to Hades's domain. You must... take my... body back, and don't... let it be taken away by the enemy."
After saying that, his vision went dark and his whole body fell to the ground.
"Sarpedon is dead!"
"This is the son of Zeus!" Sarpedon's death was a huge blow to the Trojans, because Sarpedon had always been a powerful hero and invincible on the battlefield, but at this time he was The Greeks killed.
What's even more terrifying is the meaning of this death - even the son of Zeus died in battle, are the gods no longer on the side of the Trojans
Just thinking about this made the Trojans panic, and the Greeks shouted and attacked the Trojans in front of them.
"Sure victory, kill the Trojans."
Sarpedon's shouts did not reach far, and the heroes were far away. If they wanted to rush over, they would not be able to do so for a while.
Only Pei Ziyun had just rushed over and appeared near Sarpedon's body. He was holding a spear and looked like a lion. He stood in front of Sarpedon's corpse, raised his hands and said loudly: "Sarpedon, I will protect your corpse unless I myself become a corpse."
"Sarpedon is dead, kill Paris and conquer Troy!" Inspired by the victory, a dozen Greeks around him rushed forward.
Hearing two "puff" sounds piercing the air, followed by a roar, Pei Ziyun raised his spear and swung it directly in front of him. At the same time, he dodged sideways and an arrow passed through his waist. There was a "ding" in front of him, and an arrow was deflected away. .
The Greeks then rushed over, like a group of hungry wolves who had found their prey. Pei Ziyun shook his head: "Heroes with divine blood can still fight with me. You are far behind."
As he spoke, the men and spears united into one, not retreating but advancing, and rushed forward. The spear flashed and penetrated the chest of a Greek. Then with a sweep, the forehead of a Greek was hit and dented, and he saw that he was dead.
"Kill, kill, kill." There is no doubt about Pei Ziyun's strength. The Greeks who rushed forward were not the same enemy, and they all fell to death on the spot.
Apollo, who was originally shining with golden light but invisible to the naked eye, had descended on the order of Zeus to recapture Sarpedon's body, but at this time Pei Ziyun stood up and let a mortal snatch back Sarpedon's body. Undoubtedly the best way, Apollo paused and watched the changes below.
At this time, Patroclus, who was not far away, had just killed Sarpedon. He just took a breath and looked at Pei Ziyun guarding Sarpedon's body and killing many Greeks. He felt in his heart Furious, he vowed to kill Pei Ziyun and rushed over with a spear.
Pei Ziyun was not afraid of the invincible Patroclus. He stood in front of Sarpedon's body and vowed to protect Sarpedon's body from infringement.
"Forget it, if I kill you Paris, only Hector will be left." Patroclus became more murderous and stabbed him with a spear.
Pei Ziyun flicked his spear, and there was a "pop" sound. The spear deviated from its original trajectory and lost its damage.
A trace of surprise flashed in Patroclus's eyes. He didn't expect that Prince Paris was so skilled. It was impossible for an ordinary hero to easily deflect his own spear with his full strength.
However, Patroclus turned his spear and stabbed from the side again. Pei Ziyun did not deflect it this time. He dodged and avoided it by half a foot.
He had no intention of confronting Patroclus head-on, but planned to use his master's martial arts to try his best to hold off Patroclus. As long as he held him off for a moment, other heroes would come over.
Seeing that the thrust was ineffective, Patroclus turned his spear into a thrust and swept towards Pei Ziyun's body.
"when."
Facing the spear that was swept towards him, Pei Ziyun could not avoid such a large area. The spear collided heavily with Patroclus's spear.
"Qiang!" Although there was huge power coming from the spear, Pei Ziyun still held the spear body and did not let go.
Patroclus' expression changed from surprise to surprise. He had previously heard that Prince Paris had good martial arts skills, and he was quite disapproving of it, but now he realized that it was not a boast.
"I have the power of the divine armor. I am confident to suppress even Hector, but Paris can still resist. His power is almost the same as Hector's."
"And everyone actually underestimated Paris. They didn't expect this pretty boy to be so powerful. However, because of this, he must be killed!" Patroclus is not someone who gives up easily. Since Paris is powerful, he needs to be killed even more. Kill here and eliminate a powerful enemy for Greece.
Thinking of this, the spear in Patroclus' hand speeded up and became more powerful.
Hearing the sound of "clang, clang, clang", the two spears clashed head-on seven times. Each time they hit each other, there was a terrifying force. At the last blow, Pei Ziyun's spear broke.
"Go to hell!" Patroclus was overjoyed and stabbed him again.
"Not necessarily." Pei Ziyun rolled over, dodged the spear, grabbed a spear on the ground, and turned back to fight. He relied on his martial arts to fight. Although he was always at a disadvantage, he never retreated.
Patroclus felt depressed. No matter how fierce the attack was, even though Paris looked like he was about to kill him, he just couldn't take it.
"Death!" He immediately used his special move and threw a spear.
"Special Skill: Lightness of Wind (80.1%)" The Lightness of Wind, which was almost one level away from reaching perfection, made Pei Ziyun flexible and able to avoid Patroclus's spears one after another.
"You won't be rampant for much longer. What you committed was the crime of killing the Son of God."
"Throughout the entire Greek mythology, mortals who commit this crime must die, unless it is a god who does it."
"I have already felt that the strong death is following you. Now I just need to hold on."
Temple on the top of Mount Ida
Seeing Paris rushing to protect the body of his son Sarpedon, Zeus carefully watched the battle between Patroclus and Pei Ziyun, thinking whether to let Patroclus, who was guilty of killing the son of God, fight immediately. die.
This is a very simple matter for the gods. As long as the gods stumble a little and catch Patroclus off guard, he will definitely be stabbed to death by Paris.
Hera seemed to see what Zeus meant and said: "Dear God, the afterglow of fate is still hanging over Patroclus, do you want to interfere with fate again?"
Originally, if she had not said this, Zeus would have allowed Patroclus to live a little longer, but Zeus had already watched his son being killed. Hera's words stimulated Zeus even more, and he immediately interfered with Hector in the distance. .
Hector was intervened by God, and when he heard Paris shouting for death, he saw Paris fighting with Patroclus.
However, Sarpedon had been killed in battle, and Hector was both sad and angry. He quickly rushed towards Pei Ziyun with his weapon in hand to help Paris in case of any accident.
"Hector is here. Together, we can kill Patroclus. Should I do it?" Pei Ziyun thought about whether to kill Patroclus immediately or hand over this task according to fate. To Hector.
But he immediately felt that the gods were paying attention to the battle here, and he felt a chill in his heart, and decided that it would be safer to hand Patroclus over to Hector.
Thinking of this, Pei Ziyun thrust his spear sharply, forcing Patroclus back, and shouted to Hector who was coming: "Hector, you resist Patroclus, I will protect Sarpe Winter’s corpse.”
"Okay." Hector agreed loudly and walked faster.
(End of chapter)