I am a god-slayer, not your hero.

Mingxian and Edelweiss stood side by side on the spacious balcony of the palace, their gazes sweeping across the shimmering sea to the scene that was gradually coalescing into a sea of ​​steel, and their hearts were filled with ripples.

"The way things have turned out has been so astonishing."

Mingxian sighed softly, his tone carrying a hint of something unseen.

Seven days have passed since Luo Hao used the "Dream of Yellow Millet".

In those seven days, Troy's civilization was developing explosively.

Because the physical laws of the Divine Realm are completely different from those on Earth, Troy did not develop the technological path of Earth, but instead developed a magical civilization.

Edelweiss gently stroked the strands of hair that fell down his temple, his gaze equally solemn: "Not only this city-state, but ships and soldiers also seem to have gathered from surrounding cities that belong to Troy, as well as neighboring allies, forming an unexpectedly large fleet."

Before the words were even finished, the sea breeze carried the distant booming of war drums, causing the entire city to cheer with joy.

Outside the port of Troy, three hundred warships lay silently at anchor like giant whales. Their massive bodies blocked out half the sky, and each ship was over a hundred meters long, resembling a mobile sea fortress.

What's even more amazing is that these warships are not only equipped with powerful magic crossbows, but also have small and solemn altars at their centers. Priests devoutly chant ancient incantations, giving each warship an invisible armor that will make it invincible in the upcoming battle.

On the streets, crowds thronged, their chatter and the sound of horses' hooves blending together to create a vivid picture of wartime life.

The arrival of reinforcements not only brought strength to Troy, but also ignited an unprecedented unity and determination.

Mingxian complained, "It feels like in another month or two, [God Realm: Troy] will become a Greek Lostbelt..."

【A Dream of Yellow Millet】is a feng shui power that can rapidly advance the civilization and technology of the surrounding people.

However, when used in the [Divine Realm], it felt more like a release from the shackles of the mind.

It should be noted that the people of the Divine Realm are not earthlings.

Their lifespan and physical condition are vastly different from those of people on Earth.

The history of Troy can be traced back 10,000 years.

For the Trojan royal family, ten years was equivalent to one year for humans on Earth.

Princess Cassandra is 149 years old.

Over a period of ten thousand years, the Trojans only developed a civilization equivalent to that of ancient Greece, and did not even reach the level of the Roman era.

They had the protection of the gods and all sorts of magical powers, yet they ended up like this.

The underlying reason is the law of the [Divine Realm].

After Luo Hao used the [Dream of the Yellow Millet], the people of the Divine Realm, as if suppressed for a long time, began a terrifying technological explosion...

It cannot be called a "technology explosion".

After all, their civilization was built upon magic and the laws of the [Divine Realm].

Not to mention the sun, which has a diameter of 100 mm overhead, even a steam engine for boiling water cannot be built in this [Divine Realm].

Because when the "iron" in this world is heated to a certain point, it will turn into "mud".

Mingxian even doubted that zero existed in the mathematical laws of certain [divine realms].

Suddenly, Mingxian's eyes seemed to catch something. He gently flicked his finger, pointing to a blurry little dot in the distance, his voice tinged with uncertainty: "Is that Cassandra?"

Edelweiss followed the finger that was playing the zither, his gaze lingering in the hazy sea mist, before finally nodding slowly, his voice also tinged with uncertainty: "It seems so."

Upon hearing this, Mingxian nodded slightly, and his figure suddenly became as light as the wind, disappearing from the spot in an instant. When he reappeared, he was already beside the girl in black robes.

"Oh dear, Lord Naruhira!"

Cassandra was gazing down at the sea when she was caught off guard by the sudden appearance of the Strings in front of her and exclaimed in surprise.

Mingxian chuckled softly and reached out to gently pat Cassandra's hooded head.

"How did you manage to sneak onto the ship?"

Upon hearing this, Cassandra slumped her shoulders like a deflated balloon, her voice filled with helplessness and despair: "I have another premonition that many soldiers will die in future battles, sinking into the sea with regrets."

"Wasn't Apollo's curse broken?"

"Because they built a very powerful ship, therefore..."

Cassandra's words revealed a deep sense of powerlessness.

Mingxian: "..."

It's really miserable.

Looking at Cassandra's tearful face, he felt a surge of emotion and an urge to gently comfort her arose within him.

Just as this thought was about to turn into action, Mingxian's eyes suddenly became deep, as if a heavy curtain was slowly closing, shutting out all the noise around him.

"oops?"

He pulled her sharply, shielding Cassandra tightly behind him.

This action, like a magic spell, brought the surrounding jubilation and noise to an abrupt halt. The world froze in that moment, so quiet that only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard.

In an instant, this space transformed into a deserted place.

The once bustling port and the vast fleet of ships seemed to have been blown away by an invisible wind, disappearing without a trace.

At this moment, only Mingxian and Cassandra stood alone in this empty space. Their presence contrasted sharply with the silent world, like a forgotten painting, freezing the passage of time.

Boom! Boom!

In an instant, dark clouds filled the sky, rolling like a turbulent sea, as if all living things in the world were being mercilessly swallowed up at this moment.

Countless electric snakes surged through the clouds like dragons emerging from the sea, carrying destructive power. The booming sounds were incessant, and the thunder roared as they rolled in all directions, as if to tear the entire world apart.

The mighty power of Heaven shines brightly, covering the entire land.

All living beings crawl beneath it, like ants!

Beneath this vast sky, Cassandra cried out anxiously, "Lady Mingxian, those are servants of Zeus, the Lord of Storms!"

"It seems so." Mingxian raised his eyelids and looked into the distance.

He wore a white robe that fluttered in the wind, his hair and beard were curly, and his body was as strong and perfect as a sculpture.

It is—Zeus!

The appearance of this deity caused the entire world to tremble.

Zeus's face was cold and majestic, his gaze piercing through the void like a sharp sword, looking directly at the living beings below.

Electric snakes writhed and thunder roared around him, as if it were his battle song, announcing his arrival.

"The god-slayer, it wasn't you..."

Zeus frowned, seemingly somewhat disappointed.

Mingxian chuckled, speechless: "You dragged me into your domain, and this is what you say?"

Zeus snorted coldly, raised his head, and looked down at the zither on the ground: "For me, it is necessary to maintain the order of the gods, and it is necessary to eliminate the god-slayer who stole the fate and power of [Saturn], not you who stole the Mithraic covenant."

Mingxian replied, "Old Ma, you're wrong."

"What did you call me just now?"

“Luo Hao is now my wife. To lay a hand on her is to lay a hand on me.”

"Are you kidding me?"

"Indeed, it's very strange for two god-slayers to become husband and wife..."

"Who are you calling 'Old Ma'?!"

Zeus's face was ashen, and his eyes seemed to burn with flames. Suddenly, he opened his left hand, palm facing the sky. An invisible force gathered from his palm and transformed into a silver lightning bolt, like a crack in the sky that tore the clouds to pieces.

boom!

With a single palm strike, the lightning bolt, like a wild horse unleashed, charged toward Mingxian with destructive power and unstoppable momentum.

The lightning bolt pierced through the air, leaving a distorted spatial trajectory. Wherever it passed, the air seemed to boil, crackling and popping.

Almost in the blink of an eye, it had already approached the zither.

"Thunderbolt again..."

【Thousand-Body Scorching Star】can transform their physical body into a 【Diamond Body】, possessing astonishing defensive power, but their weakness is lightning.

The damage is secondary.

Most importantly, your hands and feet will feel numb, and your movements will become stiff.

Even though I don't look like a SIC Knight, I feel like something's missing.

However, when facing Zeus, a top-tier god with immense power, who is essentially a rebellious god with a strong sense of self, one cannot be too cautious.

"The Sword of the Human Emperor! The Sword of the Dragon Emperor!"

With a soft shout, he lowered his wrist slightly, his five fingers gradually closing, like an eagle's claws seizing the wind, and a dazzling golden light suddenly bloomed in his palm.

The manifestation of Kunlun sword energy.

In the outdoor scene, the Kunlun Sword trembled, its blade suddenly spinning, its tip pointing directly at Zeus's thunderous rage.

Zheng!

Golden sword energy burst forth, like a dragon soaring through the heavens, its momentum immense, carrying the power to destroy the world, rolling and exploding in the void.

The power of thunder, originally the most powerful and fierce existence in the world, was like encountering its nemesis the moment it came into contact with the Kunlun sword energy. It instantly dissipated and was swallowed up one by one by the golden light, dissolving into nothingness, as if it had never left a trace in this world.

This scene is like the last snowflake of winter in spring, quietly disappearing under the warm rising sun, leaving no trace.

The Kunlun Sword deflected Zeus's thunder, and the zither was raised in the palm.

"Quickly mobilize troops—Lord Jianji!"

With the resounding bugle call, the crimson flag tumbled like flames in the sky above the battlefield, its patterns seemingly coming to life, constantly changing shape, like a dazzling maze.

Beside him, Cassandra's magical power surged like boiling water, echoing the magic array of [Sword Duke], the two intertwining together.

With a soft ding, a halo appeared around Cassandra's chest.

Her soul power merged perfectly with the magic array of [Sword Duke].

Its soul is manifesting.

Its fate is unfolding.

Mingxian immediately yanked the string towards the halo on Cassandra's chest.