Chapter 135: ·On the eve of the curtain

It has been thirty years since the first pioneer declared war on this chaotic world.
Relying on the wall, Leonida wearing a grey headed mane helmet is recording today's notes.
But in terms of age, he is also in his thirties, but because he was exposed to etheric energy and practiced since childhood, his appearance does not look much different from that of an 18-year-old adult... ...Maybe because of the last madness before the end, the etheric energy of every corner of the world has been increased in varying degrees. Coupled with the completion of humans, so even though he is only in his thirties, Leonida now has reached the gold level from the perspective of combat effectiveness.
Twenty years ago, the abominable step-son established the "Olympus theocracy" and officially declared war on the Titan theocracy... Not alone, the first time that step-son chose to declare war, those hidden in the world The Titan heirs and some unwilling Titan gods chose to obey and respond. But if Leonida remembers correctly, on the bright side, the divine power of Olympus is not controlled by the vile existence called Zeus. Instead, there is a goddess named "Nicki" to control...
In terms of overall combat effectiveness, Sparta's combat effectiveness is undoubtedly ahead. For Sparta, the increase in ether energy concentration is the greatest. Especially the pioneer of Ritz, directly reached the realm of the higher god. In addition to the pioneer of Ritz, most of the three hundred warriors-now should be called the three hundred guards, have also been promoted to legendary warriors. In addition to being promoted to the upper before the pioneer of Ritz, the family of Lord Hydera, so now Sparta still survives stubbornly in this chaotic world...
But because of this, Sparta's shortcomings have become more and more obvious...that is, there is no pillar-like existence of the main level.
Thinking, Leonida pursed her lips.
The gap between the main and the higher is huge. Because the Lord God represents the power to master at least part of the original law. The upper god, at most, is the rough manipulation of the divine power. Not to mention anything else, just the main liberated the body of the Titan and the immense body that is tens of thousands of feet, it is no longer a that can be matched by the higher god... But then, it seems that it is because of this, so the main Can't intervene in the battle with the ordinary...as if, in the dark, there are laws restricting them.
Thinking, Leonida shook his head...what's the use of these? I am now a commander...and still...the blood of shame...
Whenever he thought of this, Leonida couldn't help but clenched his fists. Forty years ago, the rebellion named "Clinimion", which was carried out by his father, took root in the hearts of everyone in Sparta... that was the stigma of Spartan. The most despicable name and surname on the list. In the past, Leonidad had asked his mother more than once to change his surname. But every time, he will be rejected by his mother.
"You can't escape, you have to use spears and shields to wash away the filthy filth on the battlefield."
When he was young, he was puzzled by his mother's words. But with adulthood, with the Spartan spiritual network connected to his spiritual world-he understood.
No one went back to care about his blood... even said that when in front of it, comrades and instructors would deliberately avoid their father's name. It's not someone else who has always been attached to this shame-it's him.
Even when Uncle Reese sees him, a smile will appear on his face... even if this smile duration will be somewhat reluctant for some reason, but even so, Uncle Reese has not the slightest Bad words face each other. He even actively taught himself to practice etheric energy... but it was this kind of tolerance of Uncle Reitz, which made Leonida feel guilty more and more-that exists in the Spartan spiritual network, every day. Lord Kara who added embellishments to the boring battlefield life...why, his father would...
While Leonida was still thinking, a dazzling thunder suddenly flashed in the sky beside.
A thunderbolt rose out of thin air and fell to the ground, like godly anger-but for this anger, the Spartan soldiers did not feel the slightest fear, and some were more dignified.
A moment later, there was an endless cloud rising in the sky. A man in a white robe was looking dangerous, and a sharp spear stood in the sky. The storm hung by his side, and the rumors of thunder filled the sky-his eyes were also white, flashing a dazzling lightning arc.
And beside him, there are also five different figures.
A slightly curly black hair over his shoulder, although his face is slightly dark, but still can not conceal the majesty of that day. Wearing dark armor, haunted by the natural life of Hades.
A curly hair with white shoulders, wearing a sea-blue robe. Sitting down was a golden chariot led by four white horses, while standing on the chariot, the surging waters of the four seas surged beside him. -Poseidon.
A very exquisite, but with a little cold pride in his eyes, wearing gold boots, wearing a laurel wreath, wearing a white robe, holding a red candle-Hera.
Another one is that the breath is similar to the former Cronus, with the fragrance of the soil. Holding a full ear of wheat, short hair, and a goddess in a neat blouse, Demeter.
The last one is also the goddess, but compared to Hera and Demeter, the last one is much simpler. Just a burlap robe, the face is not amazing, but it looks dignified and dignified-between the faint, is the head of the three women. Even when Zeus looked at her again, there was a little respect in his eyes-Hestia.
While Leonida was still thinking about this situation, a familiar voice rang from his mind. From all, the minds of Spartan soldiers sounded... that was Pandora's voice!
"Spartan compatriots! The last moment has come!"
With that said, before Leonida had responded, there were only a hundred people left, and Sparta had three hundred guards. The fully armed Valkyrie Army is also the forefront of the sober-faced battlefield.
"Holy Kara connects us!"