In this large empty house, Adros looked carefully at this little girl who was jumping up and down. She had unusually green hair, cheeks that could be blown away, a straight nose, and a bright red face. Her lips, coupled with her dark and mysterious big eyes, looked similar to those of her sister Artemis when she was a child.
Next to her was a human woman in her twenties. As soon as Adros saw her, he thought of Bai Yu. This woman's face is handsome and elegant, giving people an indescribable androgynous charm. However, all of this is covered up by her jade-white skin. Even Adros has seen many stunningly beautiful goddesses and was attracted by her for a while. Attracted.
The woman looked at the little girl with a loving look on her face. Seeing how happy she was, a smile appeared on her lips.
Adros was about to ask them about their situation when suddenly, a horn sound came from outside. The white jade woman's face changed and she said to the little girl: "Let's go, Della, my aunt is taking you to fight."
The little girl suddenly became happier than before: "Let's go, let's go, let's go to the war."
"I said, shouldn't you tell me what's going on?"
The two went out hand in hand, leaving Adros, who had just woken up, behind. Adros was confused for a while. What was going on? Did such a young girl go out to fight with him
Hearing his words, Della turned back and smiled: "Little brother, don't be anxious, we will be back soon. Auntie fights quickly."
Seeing the two of them going out, Adros got up and took a look, and saw that he was wearing a white dress, draped over one shoulder, with his body exposed on the other side, and the shape was extremely weird. He had lived with Styx for a period of time in the human world. Knowing that these were servants' clothes, he couldn't help but smile in his heart. He would also be a servant one day.
He looked around again. Although the room was empty, it was very simple. Apart from a bed, there were only some tables and chairs left. It should be the servants' residence.
Walking out of the house, Adros found that the place he was in turned out to be a camp. From time to time, some soldiers came and went, holding war spears.
Not too far away from here, he could hear the noisy sound of charging. It seemed that the people in this camp were fighting the enemy. It was nothing, so Adros walked around the camp alone. Perhaps the soldiers here had been told and no one cared about him. When he arrived at the gate of the camp, he was blocked by someone. When the general here went out, he had said that he was not allowed to leave the camp.
He didn't care, so he looked at the entrance of the camp and found a larger tribe not far away.
At this time, there was no kingdom in the world, and everyone lived together in tribes. There is currently no ability to grow rice, so everyone makes a living by hunting and picking fruits.
Different from history, the bronze humans at this time were aggressive by nature. Not only did the people in the tribe often fight with beasts, but there were also frequent large and small battles between tribes, so the army came into being.
In Adros' view, although these armies were poorly equipped and disciplined, they were considered a strong force among the many human tribes.
"The general has returned to camp."
"General Ian is back."
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With bursts of cheers, Adros saw the white jade beauty riding a war horse, holding a sword in one hand and a spear in the other. Her heroic appearance was stunning, and the soldiers surrounding her surrounded her, their eyes filled with excitement. A craze.
A little behind her, the little girl was also riding a pony, holding a short sword and a shield, with a serious and adorable face.
The white jade beauty Ian stood at the gate of the camp and came in without dismounting, looking at the many soldiers.
"The enemy has been repelled, but we can't just let it go. Soldiers, you and I will fight towards their camp and take revenge."
"revenge."
"revenge."
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Looking at the soldiers' shouts one after another, Ian nodded. Suddenly she saw Adros, who seemed like an outsider, and couldn't help but frown.
"Hey, people from the river, do you dare to go to the battlefield?" Ian said to him.
When the surrounding soldiers saw Ian asking a servant, they also turned to look at him. You must know that only defeated slaves will be put on servant uniforms, and slaves are not qualified to fight on the battlefield. The little girl Della on the side had even more glaring eyes, hoping that this person with the same color eyes as her could go to the battlefield instead of being a servant.
"The man from the river, are you talking about me?" Adros saw everyone looking at him, smiled slightly, and nodded: "Why don't you dare?"
Seeing his agreement, Ian nodded. This strange man rescued from the river seemed to have pursuits and would not settle down to be a servant.
You must know that humans at this time had regulations among tribes. Anyone who was not from the tribe and was rescued from outside was a slave. And Ian asked him to wear servant clothes, which was already the best treatment.
"Take your own weapons and come with the army."
After saying these words, Ian turned the horse's head and took the lead, heading out: "Follow me."
Everyone in this military camp, regardless of whether they had gone out to fight just now, ran out one after another. Within a short time, the entire military camp was almost empty.
When Adros saw this, he saw various weapons placed on the weapons rack, including bows and arrows, spears, two-handed swords, scimitars, and giant axes. None of them suited him. He thought for a moment and pulled out a spear. , also ran out.
After running with the army for a long time, I came to someone else's military camp. I didn't see them lowering their voices or stopping to think, so they just went to kill them in a noisy way. Adros couldn't help but sigh: "It's really a violent, barbaric and backward war, with no technical content at all." He didn't think much about it at the moment, picked up the spear and killed him.
He came to this battlefield with the purpose of honing his combat skills. Therefore, he did not use his divine power, and his strength was only about the same as that of an ordinary person, so he could charge into the opponent's soldiers.
Since he had never used a spear before, he was not very comfortable with it. At the beginning, he was in danger many times. The little girl named Della followed Ian and basically didn't do anything. Instead, she kept looking at him. When she saw that he was in danger, she shot an arrow over and killed the enemy opposite Adros. . After he was shot to death, his big eyes narrowed in laughter, and he stuck out his tongue at him with a proud look on his face.
Adros returned her a smile, and the spear gradually became familiar. In the end, there was almost no enemy in front of him. No matter whether they were on horseback or on foot, he stabbed the opponent in the neck with a spear. Stabbed to death.
Della's eyes widened when she saw that he was becoming more and more brave. His combat skills were no worse than those of her aunt, General Ian.
His actions, which were like entering an uninhabited land, also shocked the soldiers and officers on both sides. A man wearing servant clothes and not even a soldier could be so brave.
In the opposing army, a bearded general couldn't help snorting, straightened his long bow, and shot an arrow.
His arrow was as fast as a meteor, and seemed to have fire behind it, which surprised Adros. He didn't expect there to be anyone with such power among mortals.
"Be careful." the little girl Della shouted quickly.
Adros glanced at her. Perhaps in the eyes of others, there was no way to dodge the arrow, and he would definitely be killed by the arrow. But not only could he easily avoid it, he could even stand still and let the arrow hit him, and it probably wouldn't hurt him at all.
"Pay attention."
Adros was about to avoid it when he suddenly heard this cold voice and immediately stopped avoiding it and stood still. There was only a "thump" sound, but it was Ian who came on horseback and pushed the arrow away.
"Yusis, you are also a legendary warrior of our human race, and you actually have the nerve to attack ordinary warriors." After knocking down the flaming arrow, Ian looked coldly at the bearded general.
Juris laughed loudly: "Miss Ian, you are also a legend. Aren't you constantly attacking ordinary soldiers?"
"Although I have charged on the battlefield, I have never used power beyond legend." Ian said with an expressionless face, looking at Yuris.
"Legendary." Adros thought to himself: "It seems that I heard something extraordinary."
"I just used the power above the legend, so what can I do? I am just an ordinary soldier. If he dies, I will accompany you ten or eight times." Yuris smiled wildly: "I still say this is your lover. , you are reluctant to let him die."
After hearing his words, Ian's jade face became even colder, like ice: "I remember that you are also a member of my human race. It is not easy to become a legend. Take my spear. Just take it. If you can't take it, hum. ·······”
"So what if I can't take it?" Yuris said angrily.
Ian glanced at him and raised the spear slightly: "If you can't take it, I'll keep you alive."
"We are all legends, let me see what you can do to keep me here." Yuris smiled instead of getting angry.
Ian said no more. He sat on the horse, waved his right hand, and threw the spear high into the sky, flying straight into the sky.
"Hahaha." Yuris laughed loudly: "You, the youngest legend in history, are really interesting. Forget it, for the sake of throwing the spear out, I won't argue with you anymore and keep that kid. You go back with your troops."
The soldiers under him were also laughing non-stop. This kind of accuracy was far better than that of any of their soldiers. It seemed that she knew she was outmatched and deliberately let herself go. Ian's soldiers looked at her with puzzled expressions on their faces.
Adros, on the other hand, looked at the divine spear flying out, and his heart moved. Then he put his thoughts out, looked at the legend named Yuris, and couldn't help but sneered, looking for death.
Just when Yuris was still laughing, a stream of light came from behind him, which was far stronger than the long arrow he had just shot. When a soldier saw the stream of light, his expression changed drastically. He was about to warn Yuris, but found that the stream of light had already hit him.
Yuris seemed to have discovered something. When he turned around, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and a spear had penetrated his chest.
“It’s not just the power of legend.”
This was the last word Yuris said before he fell. When he said this, it seemed that it was not pain, but a trace of yearning and longing.
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