King of Underworld - Chapter 173



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The Trojan War – (7)

The clash between the Greek army and Troy continues again.

In the midst of the battle, Hector, the commander-in-chief of the Trojan army, felt something strange.

“The author is Hector of the Shining Helmet, the commander-in-chief of Troy!”

“Let’s capture Troy today!!!”

First, the morale of the Greek army was unusually high.

Even if he had killed his own brother Paris, wouldn’t King Menelaus of Sparta have returned to his homeland?

and…

“Kwaaah! What is that monster?”

“You caught the arrow with your bare hands. Poem. Are you a god…?”

“He doesn’t even have armor, so why can’t I kill him… Ugh!”

Achilles, rampaging through the center of the Greek army, was at least in a category that was understandable.

Because he is only slightly better at dancing than Hector himself.

But the two generals who looked middle-aged were a little different.

One of them, without any armor, charges forward and defeats the Trojan army with his bare hands.

“Ugh… what is this.”

“Crazy. Isn’t that a pankration?”

“This is a battlefield! A battlefield! Just one bare-handed guy…”

Bam. Crunch.

“Oh, man. This is dangerous, so don’t stick it out.”

The left wing of the Trojan army is pushed back by a man who is fighting with his bare hands without any weapons.

Arrows flying at him miss, spears and swords are caught or broken. Is this the kind of dance that a mortal can show?

However, the situation elsewhere was not good. Troy’s right wing… was being pushed back by an old man who was swinging his sword like a ghost.

A hero who crosses the battlefield with only an old, worn-out sword, not even the armor of a god like Achilles.

Wheeze. Scream-

“Kuaaaaak!”

“Can’t you even stop this? Do kids these days even train properly? Hmm.”

Hector soon noticed their true identity.

Because only the heroes of the past, who fought against monsters while surpassing human limitations, could show such prowess.

Look carefully, Troy’s best generals are being killed indiscriminately.

“Are you Penthesilea, daughter of Ares and queen of the Amazons?”

“Ugh…”

“I have received a favor from you, my lord, so I will not take your life.”

Bam!

Even if he, the greatest general of Troy, steps forward himself…

Nothing can stop those heroes who have turned themselves into monsters in order to catch monsters.

The left wing and the right wing fell to the heroes. Even in the center, Achilles was running wild.

Hector gritted his teeth and shouted loudly.

“All troops! Retreat! Do not fight them, but retreat into the walls of Troy!”

In a full-scale war, the Greek army, including them, could not be stopped.

* * *

Nestor, commander-in-chief of the Greek allied forces, went to the battlefield at the request of Agamemnon.

He was swinging his sword haphazardly with a bored expression.

Nestor was a mid-level hero among the heroes who participated in the Argo expedition.

Even with age, his skills had declined. He could neither muster up the fighting spirit nor display the aura of dominance he displayed when fighting mythical monsters.

He himself had little motivation, as he was wearing only the armor he had been wearing and the old things he had been using since entering the training center of the Black Underworld.

Sugagak-

“Huk… Ugh. Eww.”

“I didn’t see the sword being swung. Is it the power of God?”

“What kind of blessing did you receive that all your attacks miss?”

Nevertheless, no Trojan general took up his sword.

Of course, in order to stop Nestor from breaking through the battlefield, there were all sorts of obstacles, such as those blessed by the gods shooting arrows and fog obscuring his eyes…

Wheezing – swoosh.

‘Is this power from Ares? Hmm. Still, I have a connection with the underworld, but it seems he still won’t spare me.’

It was of no use to him at all.

The hero, who had fought against the god-like Gigas and survived the dragon that burned Colchis, easily overcame the god’s interference.

Of course, it would be a little different if the divine punishment was to kill them openly. But in a battlefield where mere humans were present, there was no face, no justification, and no need to show consideration.

“All troops! Retreat! Do not fight them, but retreat into the walls of Troy!”

“Whoaaah! The Trojans are fleeing into the castle!”

“Let’s take the castle like this. Bring the ladder.”

“We have heroes with us! All charge! Strike the Trojan army from behind!”

The Trojan army retreats from the battlefield with Hector’s order to retreat. The Greek army begins to pursue them.

Nestor shook his head as he watched the Allied forces stabbing their spears and chasing the soldiers who were running hurriedly into the castle.

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“Nestor. Do you see that?”

A man suddenly approached him and spoke. Polydeuces, his fists covered in red blood.

In the past, the master of pankration, who was only able to distract the Colchis dragons with his fists, seems to have properly demonstrated his prowess on the battlefields of humans.

Like Nestor, not a single wound was visible on his body.

It was clear that he had broken through and defeated the enemy in front of him with overwhelming force.

“Troy Castle? Of course it looks good.”

“I heard that that castle was built by the gods Apollo and Poseidon. Even if we went there ourselves, we wouldn’t be able to break down the walls.”

“Huh… The gods themselves?”

The Greek allied forces, having reached the castle, prepared ladders and began to climb up the castle walls one by one.

The siege began in earnest. Of course, not a single soldier was able to get past the Trojans who resisted from the walls, but if they got in…

“Then should I climb up the ladder? How far should I go? Hmm.”

“But since we promised Agamemnon something, let’s take the castle. If we go too far, won’t the gods stop us?”

“Well, that’s true.”

They looked at each other, nodded, and then quickly climbed up the ladder and began to climb the wall.

When they, who had just been dancing, climbed up the ladder, the Trojan soldiers were understandably terrified.

“Hehe. Heeeek. Those guys!”

“Pour all the hot water on them! Archers! Arrows…”

“Throw stones down!”

-Whoaaaaah!

“Kwaaaaak!”

“Hot. It’s hot! Aaah!”

As the Trojans poured boiling water on them, many of the Greek soldiers who were climbing the walls fell down screaming.

Of course, the dragon’s flames were no hindrance to the heroes who endured them. Just as Polydeuces was about to climb up the wall first, a Trojan soldier appeared from above.

Eyes mixed with slight irritation look down at them coldly.

But the soldier did not even try to resist them by stabbing them with the spear in his hand or trying to stop them from climbing the wall.

He just let out a word as if grumbling lightly.

“Go back down.”

“…?”

What the heck is this guy?

* * *

Polydeuces struck down the Trojan soldier in front of him with his fist.

The punch of the greatest pankration master in Greece flies into the soldier’s face with a chilling blast…

Ugh.

“What!”

I was caught so easily.

Only then was Polydeuces able to look into the soldier’s eyes.

Instead of the eyes that a human would have, there was only pitch-black darkness swirling around.

A far-off presence that cannot be compared to mortals. A high divinity. A god who has descended to humans for a moment. And this cold and fearful aura…

The power of the underworld that I always felt in that terrible hero training camp.

According to Master Chiron’s explanation, the Goddess of Spring neutralized the power of the underworld, but during their training, they were constantly plagued by primal fears.

No matter how much the spirit of the goddess of spring was mixed in that valley, it was the underworld. It was the destination of all mortals.

If so, then what could be the identity of the god that appears before my eyes?

“Where do you dare to punch me?”

“Are you… Pluto… a god?!”

“That’s right, son of Zeus. And was it Nestor coming up from just below? Anyway, both of you, listen carefully.”

“Yes. Yes! Go ahead!”

Nestor and Polydeuces nodded eagerly with bewildered faces.

No, why are the three gods here? And why are they on Troy’s side?

Why would the god of the underworld, of all gods, descend upon the battlefield of this world?

Are you trying to drag all the mortals you don’t like to the afterlife in this war?

Did we do something wrong? Even if the Trojans worship Pluto, he will not descend in person…

“I brought you to the afterlife to train you to give you the power to fight monsters, and now you’re wielding that power against fellow humans?”

“That’s it. That’s war…”

“Do you know that I assigned Chiron to slaughter fellow humans? Are you so crazy about your achievements that you plan on committing massacre?”

“Ah. No! How could we…!”

The heroes of the reversal had no choice but to be at a loss in front of the god of the underworld who looked extremely uncomfortable.

Whether the soldiers at the bottom of the ladder were puzzled or the Trojan army, sensing something strange, did not approach… all they could see was the god of the underworld.

The god, who had been looking down at them with a frown for a moment, pointed downwards with his finger.

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“Go down now. If you withdraw from the war now, I will show you some leniency.”

“Ha. Haha… Of course! Let’s go down quickly! Nestor!”

“Ahem! It was an honor to meet you in person, Pluto!”

Wheeze-

They took their hands off the ladder and jumped down, faithfully carrying out God’s command.

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