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Sometimes there are some things that humans cannot predict from the beginning, even the gods can't predict it. Nan'ao left Troy in the dark with many strong men from Egypt and Judea.

Tonight, the night is not very good. It is estimated that there may be rain in the next day, so the sky is gloomy. This ancient sky, which is nearly 3000 years away from the civilization era, has never had any pollution, but it is also pitch black.

However, such weather is more suitable for the sneak attack.

A group of people cautiously touched the Greek camp, and then lurked in the middle of the Greek and barbarian camp.

Around the barbarian's camp, the team began to disperse, some of them headed to the other side of the camp, while the rest went directly to the barbarian's camp.

These people who were heading directly towards the camp took out the food they had been carrying from their backs, but this time they were pretending to be a food delivery team.

This kind of scheming is unimaginably clumsy. If it is placed in later generations, no one will be fooled. However, firstly, this era is still in ancient times, and human nature itself is pure. No = apex = point = novel = believe that the savage's head can turn so many turns.

Carrying the food, Nan'ao led the team that was really used to assassinate the berserkers to the side of the barbarian's camp, and shouted loudly from a long distance away.

"We're here to deliver food."

Nan'ao's voice spread far away. At this time, he used the so-called oriental disguise technique to turn himself into a typical Greek appearance, with blond hair and blue eyes.Coupled with this authentic Greek, a barbarian guard in the camp did not notice the slightest abnormality, and walked out scratching his head when he heard his shouts.

"We've already moved today's food."

The savage opened his mouth in bewilderment.However, there was no doubt in his eyes towards Nan Ao and others. The only thing he wondered was why the Greeks had to bring food to them again since they had already moved today's food.

"The Jews came to support Troy. Master Agamemnon said that you may soon be our comrades-in-arms. Therefore, we will provide you with more food from today. After all, you don't know when you may be required to go to the battlefield."

Regarding the doubts of the barbarian, Nan Ao shouted loudly.

As soon as this sentence came out.Instead of being angry because the Greeks were so realistic, the barbarian opened his mouth and laughed.

"That's good, that's good, I can finally fight. I can still eat my stomach. Come in, come in."

The barbarian walked towards Nan'ao in three or two steps, and while walking, he kicked and stepped on the ground fiercely, and the places that could not be seen as traps were instantly pulled out of the traps by the barbarian. He disarmed the trap with his feet.

Nan Ao and the others looked at each other, and they all secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, they thought that this was not a trick.Otherwise, if you touch it directly for assassination, hehe.I'm afraid that before he got close to the barbarian's camp, he was already embarrassed by the trap.

The trap was cleared, and Nan'ao strode in and put down a large pile of food.

"Can you find someone to move the food to the place where you store the food? I was ordered to meet your leader, the great berserkers."

Nan Ao's tone was very natural. At this time, the group of guys following Nan Ao admired Nan Ao. They were all warriors, and naturally they were not afraid of danger. However, they could be as blatantly blind as Nan Ao. Nonsense, but it is impossible for them to do it in this life.

"A lot of meat and vegetables, damn it, damn it, the leaders are indeed wise, and only by helping people fight wars can they eat good food."

How could the barbarian care about Nan'ao at this moment? At this moment, the barbarian was completely attracted by the food. After Nan'ao's words fell, the barbarian just casually pointed towards the hillside in the central area.

"The leaders are all there, you can go there by yourself, don't worry, those who can enter our camp are friends."

The savage didn't lead the way after pointing the way. Instead, he happily picked up some food from the ground and ran towards the various tents next to him. Of course, tents are more like furs and branches of various wild animals. Stacked strange buildings.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Nan'ao's mouth. People in this era are indeed much simpler than those in later generations, especially these barbarians.

However, looking at this group of guys, Nanao has already denied some guesses in later generations that the berserkers are ancient Vikings and Germans. Although the Germans are old-fashioned, they are definitely not stupid, and they are definitely not so simple and cute. And these barbarians in front of them are simply unimaginable.

Perhaps, the true barbarian race has already died out in later generations, so the berserkers he encountered in Harry's world may not be real berserkers of the direct lineage, but people of other ethnic groups who have acquired berserkers. just the inheritance.

A group of people ran straight towards the hillside in the center. Although the barbarian at the gate said that those who could come in were friends, firstly, they came just in case, and secondly, they tried not to expose themselves as much as possible. Therefore, Nan'ao's group still rushed there covertly and quickly, but soon they had already reached the bottom of the hillside.

Just after arriving at the foot of the hill, a powerful aura has been transmitted from above. This is not a deliberate aura, but a natural aura exuded by a group of powerful beings gathered together, just like a group of lions gathered together will definitely exude With Ling Ran's power, humans with poor perception can't perceive that aura, but beasts with keen perception, and the strong among humans can definitely feel that aura.

"It should be all on top."

Nan'ao calmly spoke to the people around him, but Brother Long moved his head closer.

"It doesn't matter if it's not complete. It might be better if there are one or two remaining. There is still a chance to provoke the relationship between these guys and the Greeks. Maybe the barbarians will turn to us directly by then."

Brother Long's tone was extremely leisurely, but at this moment, this man already had great confidence in completing the task, as long as the current vote is done well.Thinking about it, it's not a big problem.

Nan'ao nodded, then took the lead and rushed towards the mountain, his speed was extremely fast.After a few steps, I came to the mountain.

At the same time, a wave of berserk energy appeared in his hand, almost just rushed to the top of the hillside, Nan'ao had already punched a berserker on the back fiercely.

With the strength of Nan'ao at this time, even a rough-skinned berserker who was caught off guard would not feel comfortable. The berserker who was hit suddenly jumped up, roaring like a bear. roar.

And at this time.The group of guys behind Nan Ao also rushed up together, the berserkers and the berserkers who were ignited by his roar happened to face the wave of assassins behind Nan Ao, and for a split second.There was a tragic cry of killing on the hillside.

When the shouts of killing sounded on the hillside, flames began to appear in the edge area of ​​the barbarian's camp. In the darkness, there seemed to be countless shadowy figures maliciously setting fire.

Melee.In this chaotic time.All plans are false, everyone has a large group of opponents around them, and everyone has their own opponents to kill.

Almost at the beginning of the battle, everyone has already dispersed. The hillside is not big, but it absolutely cannot accommodate these many masters attacking together.

While running, the battlefield spread out, but the barbarians in the camp did not support any berserkers.In this regard, everyone except Nan Ao was surprised.

But only Nan Ao knew about it.This is the custom of these barbarians and berserker races. Berserkers are the strongest fighters in a tribe, and they are warriors who can rival gods. Therefore, ordinary barbarians are not qualified to participate in the battles of berserkers.

Especially in such a one-on-one battle, in fact, at the beginning, Nan Ao and others didn't need to assassinate or anything, they just had to walk in directly, if they could kill all those berserkers, these barbarians would naturally leave.

These things are the information that Nan'ao got directly from the minds of many barbarians in the camp when he activated his ability to find out the truth the night before.

It has to be said that no matter in which era information is the key to the outcome of a war, especially in this ancient period, the asymmetry of information is quite terrifying.

If Troy or the Greeks knew the customs of these barbarians, then the Greeks would definitely not let them touch them easily. Nanao was sure that the Greeks knew about their actions tonight, but the Greeks did not remind them barbarian.

Because, in the thinking of the Greeks, only if Troy really killed several leaders of the barbarians, then the barbarians would desperately fight the Trojans.

Besides, if all the berserkers die, then maybe the Greeks still have a chance to subdue this barbarian team. The Greek kings who came this time are all warlike, otherwise they would not have traveled across the ocean to find Troy Trouble, so, each of these kings salivated over the barbarian ranks.

Even if everyone divides it equally, these Greek kings are willing to let the leaders of the barbarians, all the berserkers die, and then they can recruit some barbarians to go back to Greece.

Nan'ao led the berserkers who were fighting against him towards the Greeks. Just after leaving the barbarian's camp, Nan'ao's face suddenly changed, and he miraculously changed into the appearance of Ajax.

The berserker who was fighting against Nan'ao was stunned for a moment, but at this moment of bewilderment, Nan'ao quickly grabbed the berserker's weapon, and then slashed at the guy's neck with an axe.

"A group of idiots who still want to cooperate with the Greeks, huh, being slaves is almost the same."

Ajax, the Nanao imitator, snorted coldly, but his appearance changed again at random, this time he turned into the appearance of Asirard, and then, traces of red smoke came from the body he killed The berserker emerged from his body and merged into his body.

"The ability of this Jew is pretty good, hehe, let these stupid savages fight the Jews to the death."

Nan Ao once again said to himself, after the words fell, his figure quickly moved towards the other side of the camp, but just after Nan Ao left, several barbarians had already walked cautiously from the dark out.

"That, isn't that a human being, is that a Greek god?"

A barbarian opened his mouth tremblingly, facing the ever-changing, blood-sucking monsters with unrivaled strength, even the fearless barbarian felt terrified.

"No, it's not a god. It's the devil. It's the devil of the Greeks. No wonder the Greeks are so powerful. It turns out that their ordinary heroes are devils. The Greek gods and devils are actually in a cooperative relationship."

A barbarian opened his mouth in a deep voice, and after these words fell, he quickly chased Nan Ao in the direction he left.

At this time, it seems that even the bravest warriors should escape from Nan'ao temporarily, and then announce the facts.However, the barbarian didn't know why, as if a voice kept telling him.To keep going.

The savage didn't know why he felt this way, he told himself that it was the will of the gods, of course.Actually.It's just that Nan'ao used a little trick to leave a little voice in his mind.

It would not take much energy from Nan'ao to do this. In fact, Nan'o did not modify this guy's memory, but only made a little guidance.

On another battlefield, Asilad was fighting fiercely with that barbarian, but suddenly, he felt a familiar aura coming from behind him.It seemed to be the breath of the blood race, and Asirard was puzzled.Although the blood race is not a high-level race, under normal circumstances, the blood race doesn't like to walk around, so this time, even if they received the god's will, they just sent a small blood race like him to complete the task.

And how could there be another vampire around this barbarian's camp? Could it be a wild vampire, the kind without a family.

Asilard was puzzled for a while, but he was fighting right now, and Asilard had no chance to judge anything, so he could only concentrate on dealing with the barbarian in front of him, hoping to judge the one behind him after killing the barbarian. breath.

However, just when Asilad thought so, the aura behind him was already rushing towards where he was.

It was because of the induction between blood clans that they came to help.

Asilard immediately thought of this. The blood race is an extremely united race, and even the blood race that they don't know will immediately go to help when they see the same kind fighting with others.

"No...uh...."

Just now Asilad wanted the vampire behind him not to come up to help, but just said two words, suddenly there was a sharp pain in his chest, Asilad lowered his head in disbelief, holding the Dripping blood appeared in his sight.

This vampire directly pierced his heart with his hands. The vitality of the vampire is extremely tenacious. As long as the heart is not damaged, no matter what kind of injury it suffers, it can get better. However, once the heart is damaged and the blood in the heart is lost, the life of the vampire It also came to an end.

Blood clans were supposed to help each other.

With this doubt, Asilad tried hard to turn his head to take a look, but suddenly, a scorching breath spread from his wound, and in just a split second, Asilad's body had turned into fly ash and dissipated .

"Who are you?"

The berserker watched Asilad turn into ashes, but Nan Ao, who killed Asirard, was another Asirard. He asked in a cold voice, the berserker was innocent, but not a fool. If you can't see anything wrong with the scene in front of you, then you are really a fool.

"The Jew, the soldier of God, the blood soldier, Asirard."

Nan'ao opened his mouth lightly, but the corners of his mouth changed into a sinister smile, the kind of sinister smile that can make people understand that he is definitely a sinister villain regardless of any explanation or narration.

"You want to provoke us to fight the Jews to the death."

The berserker finally thought of something, he let out an angry roar, berserkers are not afraid of fighting, but no one likes being used to fight.

However, it seemed that the berserker couldn't help the matter here. He had just let out a roar, but Nan'ao had already rushed towards him.

There may be countless differences between the blood race at this time and the blood race of later generations, but there is one thing that the blood race of later generations is not much different from the blood race at this time, and that is speed.

Nan'ao's speed itself is not slow, whether it is the superman's speed of light, or teleportation, or those speeds obtained from divine power later, they can all be said to be lightning fast, even more flashy than the Flash, so at this time, when the Asila However, De's speed was no different from that of the real blood race. The berserker's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe his eyes at all.

The Berserker is simple in other aspects, but he is absolutely talented in combat. However, no matter what he does, he can't see the slightest shadow of false Asirard on Nan'ao, no matter the appearance of Nan'ao at this moment.Tone, demeanor, and skill.It's exactly the same as Asirard.

"You won't succeed, we Berserkers are not idiots."

The berserker began to resist Nan'ao's attack with difficulty. Compared with Asirard's attack, Nan'ao's attack did not have the slightest difference, and the speed, unfortunately, was just the shortcoming of the berserker. Although the berserker's strength and speed They are all excellent in themselves.It may not seem like there are any flaws, but, in fact.Any fighter with the ultimate strength must have a shortcoming in speed, and the stronger the explosive power, the more difficult it is to control the speed.

"Hehe, it's hard to say. Maybe not only you are idiots. The Jews and their gods are also idiots."

Nan'ao sneered, his speed became even faster, already much faster than Asirard, and at this moment, the berserker finally couldn't say anything, he could only deal with Nan'ao's attack wholeheartedly attack.

"Well, heroic spirit, berserk. Seems like a lot of fun."

Suddenly, Nan'ao's figure stopped.He looked at the berserker with interest, but the muscles in his hands swelled like fermentation, and randomly, he punched the berserker in the face very quickly, and the huge force instantly sent the berserker flying.

"How is it possible, how could you go mad."

Being sent flying, the berserker couldn't help screaming. If Nan'ao's perfect transformation into Asirard just made him angry, then Nan'o's perfect berserk transformation at this moment made him feel fear .

A tribe's trump cards to survive are all held by others, and anyone who thinks about it will be terrified to death.

"Remember, it was the Greek hero Ajax who killed you."

Nan Ao's figure flashed lightning, but the sharp nails had already cut the berserker's throat. He leaned into the berserker's ear and whispered, as if to satisfy his own vanity.

The berserker looked at Nan'ao fiercely, suddenly, he seemed to see something out of the corner of his eye, and a trace of surprise appeared in the depths of his eyes.

"Ajax, you must die, and the world will recognize your true colors."

The berserker roared loudly, his face showed an extremely contrived look of anger, but Nan'ao reached out and tapped his chest instead, pushing down the berserker who could have been able to push mountains and jumps down.

"Say you are idiots, do you think you can let others hear you by shouting loudly? It's a joke. Die with peace of mind."

The hands waved again quickly, and several consecutive rays of light flashed across the berserker's throat. The berserker's head was almost completely cut off, and then Nan'ao walked away.

Similarly, just as Nan Ao left, a barbarian rushed out. He staggered a few steps and knelt down beside the berserker, who was dead but suddenly opened his eyes again.

"Letter, letter, go, tell the gods, the Greeks are not worth helping, go."

The berserker opened his mouth with difficulty, and slowly raised his hand, stained with blood on the barbarian's forehead, suddenly, a phantom separated from the berserker's body and merged into the barbarian's body.

After doing all this, the berserker seemed to have finally exhausted his last breath, his hand fell down feebly, and the life finally completely dispersed from this body.

But the barbarian who got something from this berserker got up and quickly ran towards the darkness.

When the barbarian left, Nan'ao's figure smiled slightly in the darkness. Then, the figure turned around and disappeared in place. The next second, Nan'o's figure appeared in the Greek camp. Nan'ao where it is located can see clearly with the sight of the bright moon bead.

This is the last step tonight. After this step, the step of the melee of the four major gods is half completed.

In the camp of the Greeks, Ajax stayed alone in the tent. As Nanao expected, the Greeks were indeed the coalition forces, but the leaders of each coalition force were from the past. How could it be true that Agamemnon was the commander of the coalition forces? Listen to that guy, so these Greek leaders live scattered.

In this way, Ajax can't even find his alibi witness, poor fellow.

Taking a deep breath, Nan'ao quickly invaded Ajax's mind. Asirard's skills, Berserker's skills and the abilities of the two had been pasted in. Once he gritted his teeth, Nan'ao even had Mystique's ability stick to it. pasted it. (to be continued..)