Chapter 548: God of War

Doomhammer? Spartak swallowed dryly.
Although most of them don't understand, they always feel so good ...
Looking at the audience of Sparta, Nie Yun, who once again performed the big fooling technique, said with a tempting tone, "So, make a choice ... Do you explode in silence, or perish in silence?"
If you are ready to give everything to get the power to change your destiny, then step forward and hold it. When you hold it, you will sign the supreme contract with me!
Your life, and even the soul, is the price for your strength ... "
Spartak looked at the "Destroying Hammer" in front of him, and there was a flash of struggling in his eyes, but in the end, it was the pretty face that resolutely followed him to the battlefield.
The struggling eyes gradually became firm!
Fortunately, anyway, I have ... nothing to lose!
Spartak stepped forward and stretched his arm to grasp the long-handed hammer in front of him ...
"Huh ?!" Spartak gave a startled sound.
Not as heavy as imagined, this "Hammer of Destruction" was unexpectedly light, and Spartak easily lifted it up without any effort, and even staggered a little too hard because of a misjudgment.
But the gap between the head and the weight is too big, right?
If it wasn't for Spartak who tried the hard metal touch from his hands, he would have thought it was an "inflatable hammer".
In fact, due to the limited number of mechanical insects that have been smuggled over, Nie Yun can't really make a hammer with a few hundred pounds in such a short time, so cutting corners is inevitable, saying it is an "inflatable hammer" "In fact, it's not much ...
Seeing the consternation revealed in Spartak's eyes, Nie Yun had to cough a little. "Cough! This hammer weighs 13,500 pounds, and only the fate can get it, so it can be used as an arm! Donor, it seems that you have a great chance with this hammer!"
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This ... so powerful?
Before Spartak reacted from the surprise, he felt a sudden pain in his palm.
At the next moment, the "Hammer of Destruction" in his hand disintegrated instantly, and then quickly entered the palm of his hand like a silver whirlwind.
"Ah!" Spartak couldn't help but screamed, clutching his right hand and looking in horror at a scene like the possession of venom.
However, the pain came and went quickly, but after a while, everything returned to normal.
"Huh ~ huh ~" Spartak panted, looking at the empty right hand in disbelief.
Drill ... got into it? !
He carefully looked at his right arm in shock, except for a tattoo on the back of his hand that resembled a giant hammer, everything was as usual, just like the "Hammer of Destruction" never appeared ...
"Adult! Are you okay?" Just then, there was a slightly anxious voice at the door.
Spartak turned his head and saw that his entourage had hurried over. It seemed that his scream had just alarmed the outsiders.
and many more!
He seemed to remember something, and looked up at his armor, but he saw that the red mans that were like the eyes of the devil did not know when it was already dim. Everything just like it was an illusion.
"Wait! You haven't told me, how can you rescue Sula?" Spartak roared anxiously around regardless of the surprised eyes of the people around him.
"The power has been given to you, how can I do it, and still teach me ..." The joking voice gradually went away.
Somehow, Spartak heard a hint of encouragement from this tone ...
Don't counsel, just do it!
Is that ... mean?
"Big ... Master! Are you okay?" Seeing Spartak inexplicably yelled at the surrounding air, Hu Cong was even more worried.
Is it too much stimulation?
Looking at the crowd who didn't seem to hear the voice of Fang Cai at all, Spartak's eyes showed a strange look.
He lowered his head and gently stroked the tattoo that was still hot on the back of his hand, clenched his fist, feeling the change in his body, and his eyes gradually lighted up!
"Let's go!" Spartak completely ignored everyone's surprise and left the sentence and walked to the door.
"Eh? Where are you, lord?"
...
Shortly after……
"Hahaha! Spartak, I didn't expect you to dare to come over, why? You haven't beaten you sober yet?" A one-eyed Ryan with a round waist and a black blindfold in his right eye embraces his chest with both hands and looks mocking Spartak.
Obviously, he had caused the injury to Spartak before.
Looking at the style of the combat suit on his body, it is the same bronze warrior as Spartak, but the pattern on the chest is more complicated than the Spartak.
"Morcy, what about the Sula?" Spartak's face was green.
At this time, the two gangs of the Lions were divided into two distinct camps, facing each other, struggling with each other, led by Spartak and Namorsi.
"You are really obsessed, it seems that you are very devoted to your little lover! But you seem to forget that you are only a junior bronze warrior. As a senior bronze warrior, I have the right to call your people at will.
This is the power given me by the God of War Code, how? Do you want to challenge the authority of the code? "Morcy said sensibly."
Spartak gritted his teeth and stared at Morsi.
The God of War Code is a rule of rule specifically formulated by Woolf civilization for its subordinate vassals of civilized civilization. Its main core is "weak meat and strong food"!
The strong have the power to control the weak, and the high-level fighters have the power to control the low-level fighters.
What Woolf civilization needs to cultivate is the fighter with the strongest fighting power, so the basic rule of rule they set for the attached civilization is ... fighting power determines status!
"Hahaha!" Morsey laughed happily when he saw Spartak's fire-breathing eyes.
He suddenly lifted his blindfold and pointed at a long, thin scar that penetrated the entire eyeball. He said fiercely: "This is the gift you left to me in the battle of trials five years ago, and my brother also died In your hands!
At that time I vowed that I must let you taste the lost taste! "
Spartak looked at the scar on Morsi's eyes and his eyes became very complicated.
The battle of trials, although they are all the same as the Ryan clan, either you died or I died on the battlefield. He did not regret the actions at that time, but there was still a trace of helplessness and guilt in his heart.
"I'm sorry about this, but Sula is innocent ..."
"Innocent? Ha ha! As long as you live in this world, no one will be innocent!
Weak meat and strong food, weak urine is the original sin!
But you can rest assured, I will take good care of your little lover for you, but things are unpredictable, maybe one day, I will send her body back to you, ha ha ha ... "Morsi smiled wildly .
Spartak's eyes were split.
Here, although high-level fighters cannot kill low-level fighters indiscriminately, ordinary obedience has no human rights. Even if one or two are killed, they will never be held accountable.
The servants behind Spartak were filled with indignation and immediately wanted to step forward and fight with each other.
"Why? Are you going to take someone to commit a crime? You should know what will happen if you do this!" Morsi grinned.
His words made the sergeants behind Spartak stagnate.
If they want to violate the God of War Code, it is not only them, but even the village where they are located will be punished by sitting.
"Sir, he is irritating us deliberately, don't be impulsive!" A stern from behind Spartak hurriedly said.
Spartak was deaf, but he raised his hand, "You guys step back!"
Then he looked at the opposite side decisively, "Morcy, I will fight you with God of War!"
As soon as this remark came out, the scene was suddenly quiet.
Everyone looked at Spartak inconceivably.
In the God of War death fight, regardless of life and death on both sides of the duel, the winner gains everything from the loser, including status and power.
"Haha? Haha, hahaha ..." It seemed like I heard something funny. After Morsi froze for a moment, he burst into a crazy laugh.
Then the laughter suddenly closed,
"Are you trying to die? Okay! Lao Tzu fulfills you!"