The young warlock wanted to use the magic weapon, but suddenly closed his eyes.

Dark talent, sleepiness.

The dark Hellfire magma wrapped his whole body.

Not only this young destiny warlock, except for the middle-aged destiny warlock, most of the golden warlocks and gold wizards have various dark talents.

People who are numb will lose their judgment of danger. Even if they are obviously burned by flames all over their body, they will not feel pain or danger until they are burned to death.

People who are confused forget to cast spells or use combat skills, walk around randomly, don’t know what to do, and are slowly burned to death.

Suddenly, several golden warriors and magicians rushed towards their own people.

Each of them had endless anger and fear on their faces.

"Kill you!"

"You murderer!"

"You are actually resurrected again. I want to kill your whole family!"

...

Their dark talent: illusion.

One of the most terrifying talents in the dark system.

"Unforgivable." The middle-aged warlock's body was wrapped in dazzling white light, and was not affected by the magma of the Hellfire, and he reached out to the Hell Unicorn.

The clear sky in the morning was bright, and even if there were stars in the sky, it was impossible to see it.

But at this moment, everyone felt that the sky was darkening, and a cross star lit up in the east sky. Then, the cross star turned into a holy white flame, instantly crossing the space and hitting the Hell Unicorn.

A pillar of white light as high as ten floors fell down.

Like a holy fire waterfall.

The Hell Unicorn just hummed and her body was completely evaporated.

A dark hole was left on the ground.

"What a pity, I can't be resurrected. If I'm killed by the Holy Flame of Destiny, I'll call Su Ye a teacher in the future." Euclid sighed.

"This is what you said, I remember it." General Fast said.

"What did you remember? I forgot." Euclid gave Fast a blank look and continued to look at the Persian camp.

The Hell Unicorn was killed, but the last Hellfire Magma directly killed seven gold warriors and four gold magicians, as well as four gold warriors and six gold magicians who died in the illusion.

However, looking at the angry gold and holy lands in the Persian camp, the Greek coalition did not choose to rush into the camp.

The magical giant crossbow of Persian warships emits the light of frost and cold.

Even now, Persia's total military force still exceeds that of the Greek coalition.

The Greek coalition's navy has not arrived yet.

General Fast looked at this scene and whispered: "What a pity, if General Dimes's navy arrives, we can now cheer for the final victory."

A golden general next to him sighed and said, "The nobles are still watching, and the city-states are still watching. Even if the first battle is won, they are worried that the navy will be wiped out. Fortunately, we will still win in the second battle. Tonight, the Greek coalition navy should set off from the port of Athens."

"Aristocrats... They are mad dogs who can only see immediate interests. If we win both battles, they will definitely regard Persia as fat. At that time... I hope I will think too much." General Fast looked quietly in the distance.

The Persian camp has gradually calmed down.

"I don't understand politics. If you use mathematical thinking to calculate, you will always think too little." Euclid looked at Su Ye.

"Yes, when they think Persia is a soft persimmon, they will inevitably push away other people's hands and pinch them themselves."

"They will hold a hedgehog." Euclid disagreed.

"But it is not only the nobles who bleed, but this is why General Mithayad would rather offend the War God Mountain than fight against the Persian army." Fast looked at the Greeks on the battlefield.

"There will always be someone to ignite the flames of Ash River Town." Euclid's eyes turned away from Suye and turned to the blue ocean, where dense Persian warships rose and fell gently with the waves.

Fast glanced at Su Ye and then looked at the Greek soldiers.

"Yes, the final victory will eventually belong to us." Fast smiled faintly.

The smile on his face was exactly the same as the smile on the Greek soldiers.

Su Ye is counting Spartan warriors.

Six people were killed, all of them died in a sneak attack from Persia.

Only twenty-four people remain.

Neither Comodes, Castor or other Spartan warriors were in the slightest grief.

This is the fate of the warrior.

They did not die because of failure, but fell before victory.

"You have enough combat achievements in this battle." Komodes said.

Castor nodded.

"Are you sure?" Su Ye said.

"Killing a warlock of fate is half of the general's military merit. It is you who defeated the four legions, plus those warriors and magicians who died directly from unicorns, which is enough for half of the general's merit." Comodes' tone was full of envy.

"I never thought that a bronze magician could earn military merits so easily, even our demigod family could not do it... No, you are already silver." Castor's tone was also full of envy.

"I am honored for you too." Su Ye said.

Comodes and Castor rolled their eyes together, Su Ye's mouth was always so poisonous.

Castor suddenly turned his head and looked at the coalition general on the city wall. He was silent for a long time, sighed and said, "Next, you can't leave anymore, but you can take a break with the excuse of a problem with magic."

"Oh?" Su Ye looked at Castor with confusion.

"You know magic, you know combat, but you don't know nobles." Castor said helplessly.

Su Ye frowned and thought for a while before nodding, saying, "I probably understand what you mean. But they are not stupid enough, right?"

"The Persians lost in two consecutive games, and they looked just as stupid, but are they really stupid?" Castor said.

"Yes, they are not stupid. They are just kidnapped by the past and use their rigid minds to fight against the tide of the times. But their minds always tell themselves that they are right. They think they are protecting themselves, but they cannot protect themselves, but they are only protecting their ignorance." Su Ye looked at the Persian camp and looked at the various instruments inside that were eliminated by the Greeks early on.

There is at least ten years of generation difference.

"You lie down now." Castor heard.

Su Ye nodded and said, "We will win in the end."

Su Ye said, taking out the self-made stretcher from the ruined space, put it on the ground, and wade on it himself.

"Let's go." Su Yedao.

"Urak! What's wrong with you Urak? Are you over-explosive in magic?" Kastor shouted loudly, expressionless, but his voice was filled with sadness and sadness.

"Ah! It depends on you for the next battle... I will do my best!" Su Ye closed his eyes after saying that.

"You two..." Comodes was amused and crying.

Many people looked here, and even the generals on the city wall looked here.

Two Spartan warriors rushed over, lifted the stretcher, and slowly walked towards the fortress with the team.

Euclid hurriedly cast a spell and ran over with a small blue wind.

"What's wrong? Was it influenced by the power of fate?" Euclid asked.

"Fate cannot affect me, nobility can." Su Ye said lazily, narrowing his eyes.

The sun is quite dazzling.

Euclid was silent for a while and nodded.

"I understand. You can rest for a few days and wait for the right time and I will contact you." Euclid said.

"How is my military merit?" Su Ye asked.

Euclid glanced at the city wall and said, "As long as General Fast is responsible for military merit, no one will deprive you of military merit."

"What if General Fast has another appointment?" Su Ye asked back.

"They will first deal with General Mithayad." Euclid said.

"Well, too, they are short-sighted, but not stupid." Su Ye mixed a swear word from Greek.

"But if they want military merit, they must get the consent of General Mithayad." Castor said.

"Of course, there are gains and losses. No one can take everything alone. General Mithayad cannot do it, and nobles cannot do it either." Euclid said.

"That's it." Castor's ear canal.

A group of people walked through the city gate, entered the fortress, and walked towards the residence.

Su Ye suddenly raised a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth.

Comodes, Castor and Euclid also looked at each other, and similar sarcastic expressions appeared on their faces.

Those Spartan soldiers did not change.
To be continued...