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Unexpectedly, it was a woman who ran out.

Hmph! Women will only slow down his gun-firing speed.

Achilles lost interest immediately.

He raised his head high and looked down at Pentessilia with disdain.

"Women? I don't fight women."

This is a battlefield, not a place for women like you. Go back and serve your men.

His gestures ignited Penthesilea's anger, and his words further enraged him.

Amazons hate it when people treat them like ordinary women; it's the greatest insult to them!

In Amazon's eyes, men are merely their appendages.

"you wanna die!"

Penthesilea's eyes blazed with fury as he hurled his flail at Achilles.

boom!

Achilles leaped back slightly, and his broom slammed heavily onto the spot where he had been standing.

Yellow sand flew everywhere, and the sandy ground was smashed into a large crater.

"What's wrong with you, woman?"

Achilles pointed his spear at Penthesilea, watching her warily, then stole a few more glances at the large crater in the ground.

He realized that he seemed to have underestimated the lovely girl in front of him.

Penthesilea kept his lips tightly pressed together, his face so dark it was almost dripping with gloom.

She ignored Achilles' question, and with a gentle flick of her small hand, the incredibly heavy meteor hammer floated back into her grasp.

Penthesilea twisted his wrist, and the huge meteor hammer began to draw menacing circles in the air.

The spikes of the meteor hammer tore through the air, emitting a piercing whooshing sound.

When the flail reached its maximum speed, Penthesilea hurled it at Achilles.

The flail immediately emitted a sharp whistling sound and slammed towards Achilles.

Achilles was instantly enraged.

Even the most good-tempered person would get angry if someone wielded a flail and beat them mercilessly, let alone Achilles, who was known for his volatile temper.

He gripped the gun barrel with both hands, took a half step forward with his right foot, and thrust the black spear forward like a venomous snake.

The spear tip was directly in the center of the meteor hammer.

Clang!

A dull thud resounded, and orange sparks flew.

An immense force struck, bending the black spear into a bow shape before snapping it straight, producing a humming sound like a harp string, which made Achilles' hands go numb.

He cursed inwardly: This woman is incredibly strong!

The meteor hammer's flight path was altered; it flew out at an angle and crashed heavily to the ground.

Achilles immediately examined his gun with a hint of heartache.

Fortunately, this unknown weapon was of excellent quality; it was bent to such an extent that it was still intact, or at least appeared to be unharmed.

Achilles looked up and saw Penthesilea quickly retracting his meteor hammer, looking eager to launch an attack, and immediately shouted.

"Enough! Don't think I won't hit you just because you're a woman!"

Upon hearing this, the veins on Pentessilia's forehead bulged immediately.

This statement caused Amazon very little harm, but was extremely insulting.

Pentessilia erupted like a volcano, going berserk with a surge of furious blood energy. He wielded his two meteor hammers with ferocious force, creating gusts of wind that blew away the surrounding yellow sand.

"Go to hell!"

With a sudden, powerful swing of her hands, she launched a meteor hammer. The massive, spiked head tore through the air, appearing before Achilles with the destructive force of a real meteor.

Achilles suddenly jerked his spear, the shaft lashing out like a python against the meteor hammer.

clang!

With a loud bang, the meteor hammer was pulled back by the distance.

However, Penthesilea cleverly used the chain connecting the two flail hammers to transfer the immense force brought back by the flail hammers to the head of the other flail hammer.

Another meteor hammer, carrying even more terrifying power, slammed towards Achilles in an instant.

The meteor hammer was a very heavy weapon with a long attack interval, and Achilles was completely unprepared for this move.

He only had time to retract his spear and then forcefully block it.

Chapter 764 A Fated Battle

The meteor hammer sparked a shower of sparks as it whistled past him.

呲!

A bloody scratch appeared on his cheek, not deep, just a trace of bright red.

Achilles' face suddenly darkened; he sensed a deadly threat emanating from the woman opposite him.

He decided to get serious.

Achilles then used his thumb to wipe away the trace of blood from his cheek and licked it into his mouth.

The unusual sweet and fishy smell jolted him awake.

call!

A massive amount of cyan magic surged from Achilles' body, blowing away the surrounding sand and creating a semi-circular crater centered on him.

"what!"

He yelled and stomped his foot hard on the ground.

Boom!

With a muffled thud, the figure clad in golden armor vanished from the spot in an instant.

Penthesilea became alert as Achilles mobilized his magical power.

She felt as if she were being targeted by an extremely dangerous prehistoric beast, her hair stood on end, and her brain and body's instincts kept sending out piercing alarms.

Pentessilia lowered her body slightly, her muscles, honed through countless hours of training, tensed abruptly, transforming her into a beautiful yet deadly female leopard.

Clang!

The moment Achilles appeared before her, his black spear, like a venomous snake, lunged at her neck.

Pentessilia's pupils contracted slightly, and her supple waist immediately caused her body to lean back, while her claw-like hand forcefully swung upwards.

The sharp tip of the spear was struck and lifted upwards, just grazing above Pentessilia's nose, the wind from the blade stinging her face.

Penthesilea leaned backward, bracing himself with his right hand to form a bridge, while his left foot suddenly rose and kicked Achilles hard in the groin.

Achilles' expression changed drastically, and without thinking, he kicked out.

Bah!

Their feet collided in mid-air.

Achilles used this power to immediately distance himself from the dangerous girl in front of him, while Penthesilea also used this power to straighten her body again.

Achilles didn't waste any more words and immediately picked up his spear and launched a fierce attack.

Not to be outdone, Pentessilia managed to make those incredibly heavy meteor hammers look like nunchucks.

The two attacked each other again, this time clearly having moved beyond the probing phase and starting to fight seriously.

Achilles' black spear instantly transformed into a swarm of venomous snakes, tearing at every part of Penthesilea's body.

Penthesilea's flail also struck Achilles' head repeatedly without showing any weakness.

呲!

Achilles' spear slashed through Pentessilia's body, leaving a long, narrow wound on her fair skin.

Bah!

Just as Achilles was about to retract his spear, the flail came whistling through the air. He only had time to turn to the side before the flail smashed off his shoulder armor, leaving a bruised and swollen mark on his shoulder.

Achilles, panting heavily, stared at the girl opposite him.

His armor was tattered, and his body was covered with bruises and bleeding wounds.

Penthesilea, on the other side, was in no better shape. Her body was covered with long, narrow wounds, from which blood gushed out, staining most of her body red.

Achilles has finally met his match.

Before Penthesilea, who possessed the blood of a war god, his body was no longer invulnerable to blades and spears; both of them could easily harm each other.

Moreover, their fighting styles are remarkably similar; both utilize their powerful physical talents to overwhelm their enemies with incredibly ferocious attacks.

The only difference is that Achilles, educated by Chiron, possessed a touch of cold rationality amidst his rage, while Penthesilea was closer to a beast.

As the battle continued, Achilles gradually gained the upper hand.

Besides his superior talent and expert marksmanship, Achilles' greatest advantage lies in the powerful, unidentified armor he wears.

Although this suit of armor is not as famous as Achilles himself, it is still a top-tier divine weapon.

Myths and legends mention that after Achilles' death, the great heroes Odysseus and Aes almost fought over the suit of armor left behind by Achilles.

It is clear that the armor Achilles wore was no ordinary piece.

In contrast, Penthesilea's armor was perhaps designed for greater agility in battle, or perhaps it was simply the Amazonian style of dress; it was just... a bit too 'revealing'.

—The less you wear, the stronger your defense.

It was just a joke in the end.

The reality is that Achilles, thanks to the superior defensive capabilities of his armor, suffered far less damage than Penthesilea.

Achilles had only some bruises and abrasions, while Penthesilea's wounds bled profusely.