Myth: I am God!

Chapter 97 The Power of Words!

When Isaac saw the hundreds and thousands of figures assembled like an army, he couldn't help but be surprised, even though he had expected it.

It's about a week's journey from Argos, not too far, and it sits on an important trade route between Argos and the outside world.

And it is in this crucial position.

So many "private soldiers" were hidden right under the nose of Argos?

Moreover, this force was not weak. When Isaac first saw the camp, he estimated the approximate number of people, but the actual hidden strength still exceeded Isaac's expectations.

When this "bandit" group assembled in a near-military formation, Isaac had already pieced together every detail based on their geographical location, their actions, and the account of the giant axe-wielding man who attacked Canaan.

The outline of a massive conspiracy began to form in his mind—

"This must be a conspiracy against Argos!"

"Is it to overthrow the regime?"

Isaac, holding a black sword, stood before the army, his golden cloak swaying gently.

Golden light flashed continuously in his eyes...

On the high ground of the camp, the bearded man saw that Isaac below remained unmoved.

He was both shocked and annoyed.

Surprisingly, even with so many soldiers, they couldn't drive away that wizard!

There's nothing to discuss...

Then let's not talk about it!

The person in front of me may be a legendary wizard.

He also possesses ancient magical weapons.

But they are by no means weak either, and they certainly have their own trump cards.

Perhaps one person cannot defeat him, but there are hundreds or thousands of warriors...

As far as he knew, even the most powerful high priest in Collins, who was even blessed by the goddess, could not fight an army by himself... let alone the unknown wizard in front of him.

Unless the legendary hero Messiah is alive!

otherwise...

This army in the camp is completely unafraid of anyone in the Central Plains!

Then, he exchanged glances with the leading golden warriors around him.

Once you've made up your mind!

Giving orders—

"Archers, listen to my command!"

"Release the arrows!"

immediately.

The hundreds of bronze and silver warriors, each wielding a bow and arrow, drew their bows and nocked their arrows.

As soon as the command was given, countless arrows, as dense as a rain curtain, poured out.

They pressed down on the slender figure beneath the camp.

Arrows covered the entire area around Isaac, leaving him nowhere to hide.

However, he did not make any move.

The bearded man and his men on the camp were secretly delighted to see this.

They thought the wizard was terrified by the sight. Even if his magic was superb and he could block one or two arrows, he would never be able to stop the rain of arrows!

However, just as the countless arrows rained down, about to strike Isaac...

Everyone was stunned.

They witnessed an incredible, visually stunning, and breathtaking scene...

The figure in the golden cloak.

He took a step forward and softly uttered a "Stay still."

一言。

All arrows stopped.

Hundreds and thousands of arrows.

As if time and space had been frozen, everything stood still in mid-air.

He deflected the arrow hovering in front of him and strode forward. His golden cloak seemed to be the only dazzling light in the darkness, and everyone's attention was involuntarily focused on Isaac.

However, when that miraculous and terrifying scene unfolded, neither the leading golden warriors nor the other soldiers in the camp were spared.

Everyone stared in disbelief, still in a daze, their weapons falling limply to their sides, their muscles involuntarily relaxing or trembling.

He stood frozen in place, completely at a loss.

They waited blankly as the golden figure drew closer.

The golden warriors atop the camp were all dumbfounded.

The bearded man muttered, "This...this is impossible..."

"

"How could a mortal do such a thing?"

As the figure slowly advanced, nearing the foot of the camp, a bald, golden-haired warrior beside him was the first to recover from his fear. He roared angrily, "No... even if he's a monster in human skin!"

"Never let that stop our cause!"

"This is a crucial link in that master's plan!"

Even if it costs us everything... even if it costs us our lives...

'

"We must defend this place!"

His words were powerful and resonant, pulling the rest of the leaders back from their fear.

Seeing this, the bearded man and the others exchanged glances, their resolve hardening, a hint of sadness in their eyes, all understanding each other's thoughts.

Then, in the next moment, the leaders of the camp who possessed the strength of a gold-level warrior all took out a bottle of liquid that was flowing with a crystal-clear light from their pockets.

They crushed the bottle of medicine atop the camp, raised their cups, and shouted—

"In the name of Ares!"

"For the glory of the fraternity!!"

immediately.

They all took the war potion.

Instantly, the bones of the dozen or so golden warriors on the camp creaked, their muscles began to engorge with blood, their bodies underwent a strange transformation, their blood flowed faster, and their heartbeats became stronger and more powerful...

Meanwhile, their morale continued to rise.

In that instant!

Their strength exceeded the limits that the golden warrior could reach; each of them had bloodshot eyes and bulging muscles.

After sensing the violent, uncontrollable power within them, they took action.

They jumped off the wooden watchtower of the camp!

More than a dozen figures crashed down, raising clouds of dust.

After the dust settled, the dozen or so figures, wielding bronze swords and spears and clad in bronze armor, were revealed.

A red cape fluttered behind him.

Directly in front of them stood Isaac, draped in a golden cloak, carrying a black sword.

He stood alone opposite them.

Without any hesitation, the leader tensed his leg muscles the instant his figure emerged from the dust!

They charged forward like rampaging war chariots!

They attempted to defeat this eerie wizard by using power surpassing that of the Golden Warrior and the advantage of close combat.

Amidst the flickering firelight, several spears and bronze swords whistled through the air as they attacked Isaac!

His movements were so swift that they were like afterimages.

Seeing this, Isaac, before he could activate the power of his divine eye, had no choice but to draw his black sword and cut down the first spear that attacked him.

However, in terms of physical strength and power, Isaac was ultimately no match for these golden warriors who had surpassed their limits in a short period of time.

The black sword touched the spear at the very moment.

He then felt a strange force coming from his hand, and his whole body flew backward several meters...

While in mid-air, he could only plunge his longsword into the ground, carving out a long trench and flashing sparks.

He barely managed to stop himself.

However, as he knelt down and tried to get up from the ground, the men launched a relentless attack like a tidal wave!

Isaac continued to defend himself with his sword, but was once again knocked away. Amidst the perfectly coordinated attacks of the dozen or so men, Isaac had absolutely no chance of retaliating...

When the sword struck and Isaac was sent flying against the cave wall, he realized that he had no way out.

He tilted his head and dodged the spear.

The spear was firmly embedded in the rock wall, its tip trembling.

They saw the leaders approaching menacingly.

Isaac finally sighed.

It seems I still lack some skill in physical combat and swordsmanship...

So, [Divine Eye]!

Let me see your limits!