"However, their strength is more than that. Back then, the Spartan Legion suffered a period of losing streak because they underestimated the magician, so that they suspected that the magician would attack Sparta City. Therefore, all the families of Sparta joined forces to carry out A super-large-scale sacrifice was made to obtain the guardian power of the eternal city-state of Ares. As long as the warriors recognized by the guardian power are within the scope of the Spartan city-state, they can inspire the guardian power of the God of War."
"How strong is the God of War's protection?" Suye asked.
"It's basically equivalent to raising a level. Of course, it's just that the strength is improved, and the fighting skills remain the same."
"It's a rascal!"
"I hope you don't meet the Chosen One."
"What's the meaning?"
"All the hero kings and demigods you have heard of in history are God's Chosen."
"I understand, a warrior who is favored by the gods and is very difficult to die. Have you ever met it?"
"Meet it."
"How about the outcome?"
"If you lose, you also win." Aristotle smiled lightly.
"I heard that the gladiatorial fights in Sparta are fairer than those in Athens," Suye said.
"That's right. Although the city-state tournament in Sparta is also dominated by nobles and civilians are not allowed to win the championship, other tournaments are different. Even if all demigod gladiators cannot compete for the championship, even if they defeat their opponents in the final battle, they can only win the championship." It's the runner-up. So, even if you meet a demigod opponent, don't worry."
"The only way for civilians to defeat the blood of a demigod is through magic. Is there a legendary warrior that Master Plato can't defeat?" Suye asked.
"If it's around the magic tower, there should be none. If it's a sudden encounter outside, there should be some heroes in the world who can fight against Teacher Plato." Aristotle said.
Su ye smiled slightly. A legend and a hero are not the same thing. Aristotle was saying that Master Plato was invincible in the legend.
"Your "Zackeray" is very good, and I was one of the audience at the premiere. It is not surprising that someone will write the history of drama in the future, and no matter what, you will not be able to avoid your play. This is the best I have seen in recent years. There is no such thing as a good drama." Aristotle showed emotion.
"You're overrated." Su ye smiled, but was delighted in his heart.
Not everyone can get such praise from Aristotle.
"It is not disgraceful. Before you, there were all kinds of plays all over the world, whether they were the dirty pantomime and fairy tales of Rome, or the tragedies and comedies of Athens, but there was never a play that revealed the noble and the nature of the common people. The common people in those dramas may have various excellences, but they lack the power to resist and to regard themselves as masters. You have done it. Others read your " "Zacre" may just be full of fearless fighting spirit, but in my opinion, there is another spirit, the spirit that everyone can be the Lord of Athens." Aristotle's tone was full of respect.
"I'm flattered by your words," Su ye said.
"What I like the most is that you use Zachary to say the concept of 'definition'. There are some dramas that just show that the civilians want to fight, and some dramas that only show that the civilians succeed in fighting, but only you, completely created A method of resistance, a practical method of radically changing the spirit, and a method that everyone can use. Therefore, I have asked Mr. Plato, as the first speaker, to recommend your "Zachary", which is rated as Legendary contribution."
Su ye looked at Aristotle's misty eyes, and felt in his heart that the boss is indeed a boss, and he saw the core of the play at a glance.
"Thank you very much." Su ye said modestly.
"However, I most admire your spirit of seeing death as home in the arena." Aristotle said.
"I'm even embarrassed."
Being praised by the top boss who was destined to go down in history, Su ye's face turned red.
"No, you are worthy of my admiration. Because you can escape from the arena even if you are poisoned, but you chose to stay there and fight against the nobles." Aristotle said solemnly.
"Huh?" Su Ye was stunned for a moment and said, "I couldn't escape at that time."
Aristotle was puzzled and asked, "You don't know?"
"what do you know?"
Aristotle suddenly realized, and couldn't laugh or cry: "You don't know the domain magic attached to the blood, and you ignore any means of prohibiting magic?"
"I've never heard of it." Su ye looked blank.
"How did you learn blood?" Aristotle hated iron for steel.
"I'm only in the second grade, Mr. Aristotle!" Su ye was extremely aggrieved.
"Oh, I forgot that. However, when I was in the first grade, I had already read all the textbooks in the fifth grade." Aristotle said indifferently.
Su ye took a look at this super academic bully, did you come to me just to pretend to be a beep
Aristotle explained patiently: "You should have discovered that when you are in the forbidden magic domain, you just can't activate the magic circle, but the magic power is still flowing, right?"
"right."
"Your magic power comes from the magic power tree, and the magic power tree directly connects to the elemental plane. Unless a powerful god or the master of the plane takes action, no one can cut off the connection between the magic power tree and the elemental plane. The same is true for the power of blood, directly Connected to the elemental plane. Do you have the blood of the fire element?"
"have."
"If you are of the bloodline of General Fire Elemental, then you will have a bloodline domain magic named Flame Lamp. Whether you are forbidden, silenced, sealed or restricted by any power, as long as it is not too powerful divine power, you can It can be released. Because the power of the flame lamp does not come from you, not from the surrounding elements, but from the plane of the fire element. Of course, if the power of the surrounding fire element is emptied, the power of your flame lamp will be weakened."
"So that's it. It seems that I have to learn blood lineage in advance." Su Ye said.
"This is the content of bloodlines in the fifth grade. The bloodlines in the third and fourth grades will not be involved. After all, no one thought that a second grader would have such advanced bloodline power." Aristotle said.
"What about you?" Su ye asked.
"I didn't have the blood of the Light Elemental Monarch until I was in the third grade." Aristotle said calmly.
Su ye couldn't hold back, and rolled his eyes. Above the elemental general was the elemental priest, then above was the elemental lord, and finally was the elemental lord.
The power of the bloodline goes up to the Maharaja, because above that, there is the Lord of Elements, the master of a super-giant plane!
Between the elemental monarch and the elemental master, there is also an elemental electorate, but it is only an identity, not an actual bloodline rank.
The difficulty of obtaining the blood of the Lord of the Light Element is about a hundred times that of the Lord of the Fire Element, and about 100,000 times that of the General of the Fire Element.
Su ye was sure of one thing.
You guessed it right, you came to me just to pretend to be beeping.
"By the way, I also have the Lord of the Fire Element, which is later, and I only got it in the fifth grade. The blood of the wind element is a little bit worse, but the lord, I just got it a few years ago. As for the blood of the earth element, water element, ice element and dragon blood Not to mention, I’m just a general. Unfortunately, I don’t have metal elements, wood elements, thunder elements, and dark elements. I heard that if I have the blood of all elements, I will have incredible power.” Aristotle’s tone was still indifferent.
Hold the grass! Hold on tight to the grass!
Su ye looked up at the sky, what kind of person is this!
I have never heard of Aristotle's desire to pretend to be so strong.
Only then did Su ye understand why his heart skipped a beat when Aristotle showed his strength and his hair changed color. It was because the blood of General Fire Element was suppressed by his blood of Fire Element Monarch.
"How many sources of magic power do you have?"
"Not many, more than thirty magic wells."
"Where are the magic roots?"
"I have a lot of these, 50,000."
"..."
"Forget it, let me ask something else. In addition to the magic evolution of the fire element bloodline and the devil's bloodline, can it also form magic evolution with the light element bloodline?" Suye asked.
"Yes, the ten-edged sword is the power of magic evolution. Work hard, and people will say that you are the best student in Plato Academy after Aristotle." Aristotle looked at it as a matter of course.
Su ye couldn't laugh or cry.
Pretend to be beeping demon Aristotle!
Suye sighed, and said, "Speaking of business, is it possible for those chosen by God or the priests of the temple to use the power of the gods to seal the power of my bloodline?"
"It's possible, but the price is too high. The higher your bloodline level, the harder it is to be restricted. For example, the bloodline of the Fire Element Monarch, even if the true god personally takes action, it cannot be restricted. At least the main god must do it himself, and it is the kind that has the divine power of flames. The main god of the world, such as the god of craftsmen. Of course, if you become the elector of the fire elemental master, even the fire elemental master will not be able to sever your connection with the fire elemental plane." Aristotle said.
"Elemental Elector is too far away, let's talk about Sparta, I feel that I will suffer there." Su Ye said.
"Otherwise, what would I send you there for?" Aristotle asked back.
"Okay, you should be targeting me, right?" Su Ye asked, staring at Aristotle.
"It's not us, it's them. I just like to watch." Aristotle smiled.
"When we arrive in Sparta, will we be discovered by the nobles of Athens?" Suye asked.
"Don't you know the enmity between the two city-states? They are constantly fighting and cooperating. If the nobles of Athens find out and really want to touch you, Sparta can protect you as a national treasure. Don't worry, even if you find out, it won't affect the future. plan," said Aristotle.
"What happened to the four of you when you entered Sparta?"
"The three of them didn't say much, but I guess everyone is the same. After the initial adaptation, it's common to participate in gladiatorial matches every day, three or five times a day, and even non-stop from morning to night. Alas, they all said that our academy four Jie is all weird, and they were all tortured by Laoyin." Aristotle sighed softly.
"Why are you four perverted... are you weird?" Su ye had really heard about it.
"I like to think quietly, so in the eyes of others, I have nothing to do and walk around like a madman all day long."
"Euclidean suspected that when he was a child, his head was run over by a wheel. He was a super amnesiac. He often couldn't remember my name. If he didn't see me for more than three days, he would ask me who I was vigilantly when he saw me. He would even forget the names of the masters. name."
"Alexander fainted from blood and never dared to touch blood. Can you imagine a sanctuary warrior fainting from blood?"