Naiya is not as simple as a high priest in a servant tribe.

She is proficient in various witchcrafts and secret techniques, and is inherited from the doctrine of an ancient evil god.

It can be said that if Darius had not been working hard to govern the world, and with Xerxes becoming the king of gods, Naya's tribe would not have surrendered at all.

In fact, they are the most powerful members of all surrendered countries or tribes.

This can be seen from the main offensive force that burdened yesterday by their tribe.

Even though he suffered severe damage and the tribal elites were killed or injured, no one dared to underestimate Naiya.

Even Xerxes was moved by the secret technique she mastered.

The tunnel battle shown in front of everyone is now, as the main beheader, Naya's masterpiece.

The ten beheaders had great strength, but they were not as good as not afraid of swords and guns. Although they were fat, they would not rebound any physical attacks.

In fact, the information that makes the reincarnation people confused is entirely untrue, thanks to Naya!

When Naya arrogantly claimed to refine the Spartans and mercenaries into a new generation of beheaders, the other ministers in the tent were frightened, and only one of them stood up and scolded Naya for her extremes.

"High Priest, in order to refine these ten beheaders, you know how many excellent soldiers have sacrificed our army? A total of five thousand people! Five thousand soldiers, all Persian warriors, even if they die, they should die on the battlefield, but they are consumed by you as livestock! Now, you want to use vicious witchcraft against the Spartans. If people from other city-states know it, it will definitely cause public outrage. At that time, the nations that should have been subdued by us will rise up and resist. At that time, how many Persian soldiers will die in blood?"

The general looked very young, looking only in his early twenties, but his words were passionate and upright.

Naia's old face, which was as dry as an orange, suddenly became green and erratic. She recognized the general. In terms of blood, he was Xerxes' youngest brother and the youngest and most promising general in Persia.

Given the identity of the other party's Wangdi, Naiya couldn't do anything to him, but she didn't sell her face to him. She just sneered: "Alsa, I did this all for the foundation of His Majesty the King of God. Our clan has already regarded His Majesty the King of God as his respect, shed blood and sweat for His Majesty's country, and even sacrificed the youngest and most promising generation. Why did the prince question my loyalty for the sake of the enemy?"

This is heartbreaking. If Alsa had not been the identity of "Brother Xerxes", he would have really put a charge of surrendering to the enemy and traiting the country and sympathizing with the enemy.

Alsa is a typical Persian royal family member. He was instilled by Darius as a person of loyalty, patriotism, respect for the wise and polite people since he was a child. He did not hate the Greeks who fought against them. Instead, he felt that they were real warriors. Even if they were incompatible with each other, they would at least give each other a decent battle to death.

What else did Alsa want to say? Xerxes waved his hand: "Okay, you are all my right-hand men. Don't hurt the friendly relationship between our two tribes for a little bit of trouble."

He paused and said, "Nia, your loyalty has been proven by the blood of countless tribes. No one doubts this. Take good control of your pets. If you really make unparalleled achievements, you can do whatever you want."

The implication is that it is to protect foreigners rather than help his younger brother.

Doing so will not only prevent Naiya from making a major sacrifice, but also moderately criticize her younger brother who has the right to inherit the right.

It can be said that two birds with one stone.

Xerxes's etiquette in dealing with things can be seen with his political means.

Naia was proud of herself and moved her fingers to the crystal ball.

From her dry fingers as dry as a tree, ten dotted lines that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye were extended, and they merged into the crystal ball and penetrated again into the ten beheaders.

It turned out that she was always controlling everything behind the scenes.

Naiya danced and danced with her fingers. At this moment, her oldness disappeared, as if she was rejuvenating her youthful vitality.

In the crystal ball, the beheaders became extremely difficult to deal with. They wrapped themselves close to the enemy in front of them and fought with each other.

The palm replaced the knife emits a scent of vomiting and bloody smell.

The Spartan warriors kept blocking the block and started to use their swords, which seemed very difficult, and the blocking blocking did not completely work.

Each attack was a little black air that could be distinguished by the naked eye, and it was passed along the shield to the warriors behind it.

Once the seemingly limited black gas accumulates to a certain level, the warrior will be surrounded by black gas, which looks very worrying.

However, the Spartans didn't seem to care about the black air on their bodies.

They were still fighting bravely, but their movement level did not have much impact.

But the others are not as lucky as Sparta.

The Greek coalition was the first to be hit. Once the black gas reached a certain level, the whole person seemed to be drained of strength, weak and powerless, and soon there was no ability to dodge. In a few strokes, he became the deceased soul under the decapitator's sword.

The reincarnationists were slightly better, and their resistance to this black gas was obviously better than that of the Greeks.

However, the decline in attributes in all aspects is inevitable, making the already difficult battle even more difficult.

There are only a few elite reincarnation people who see that the situation is not good, no longer fight against the beheaders, use their high-sensitivity body skills to fight with the beheaders.

The heads were flying, and one Greek coalition after another was slaughtered by beheaders.

Even without the pain of black energy, ordinary first-level warriors could not stop the enemy's sword.

The second-level combat soldiers can support them for a few more times, but they cannot escape the fate of cannon fodder as the black air fills.

The elites among the reincarnation were shocked.

They knew the enemy's background in advance, but they never expected that the enemy would be so strong.

A Spartan warrior dropped his heavy shield and used high-frequency shock. The fierce sword energy hit the beheader without even tearing his skin open.

When the battle blade in high-frequency shock cuts into the body of the beheader, the thick fat quickly sinks, and after ripples and ripples on the surface of the skin seven or eight times, the final power disappears like a mud cow entering the sea and disappears in the huge body of the beheader.

Even Sparta's strongest attack method is invalid for the beheaders. Are these guys still human?

Kazan was even more struggling to dance the heavy sword. The heavy armor on his body was already bumpy and knife marks could be seen everywhere.

What made Kazan even more anxious was that the memory metal recovered very slowly at this moment.

I don’t know if it’s because of the black gas or if the beheader’s hand knife has some special attributes.

Others are worse than Kazan. They do not have Kazan's heavy armor. Once they are cut by a bloody hand knife, the wound will be extremely difficult to heal.

Yun Qi discovered this first, and he paid a considerable price for this.
Chapter completed!