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Chapter 184 The Beginning of Chaos(1/2)

Sometimes some things are not predictable from the beginning, and even gods cannot predict them. Nanao left Troy with many powerful men from Egypt and Jew in the dark.

Tonight, the night is not very good. It is estimated that there may be rain in the future, so the sky is gloomy. This ancient sky, which has been nearly three thousand years since the civilization era, has not been polluted at all, but it is also pitch black.

However, such a sky is more suitable for sneak attacks.

A group of people carefully touched the Greek camp and then lurked in the center of the Greek and barbarian camps.

Around the barbarian camp, the team began to disperse, with some people heading towards the other side of the camp, while the rest went directly towards the barbarian camp.

These people who went straight to the camp took out the food they had been carrying from behind, but this time they pretended to be a team to transport the food.

This kind of clumsy strategy is hard to imagine. If it were placed in later generations, no one would be fooled. However, firstly, this era is still in ancient times, and human nature itself is simple. Secondly, the one who deceived this time was just a group of barbarians. Nan Ao did not believe that barbarians could turn so many bends.

Carrying food, Nan Ao led this team of real people to assassinate the berserkers to the barbarians' base, and shouted loudly from a distance.

“We are here to deliver food.”

Nan'ao's voice came from afar. At this time, he used the so-called Eastern disguise technique to turn himself into a typical Greek appearance, with blonde hair and blue eyes. With this authentic Greek, a barbarian guard in the camp noticed no strangeness. He heard his shouts and walked out, touching his head.

"We've moved today's food."

The barbarian spoke in confusion. However, there was no doubt about Nan'ao and others in his eyes. The only thing he was confused about was that since they had moved today's food, why did the Greeks transport them food again?

"The Jews came to support Troy, and Lord Agamemnon said that you might be our comrades soon, so we will increase the amount to provide you with food from today. After all, I don't know when you might need to go to the battlefield."

Nan Ao shouted loudly about the savage's doubts.

As soon as this sentence came out, the barbarian not only did not get angry because the Greeks were so realistic, but instead opened his mouth and smiled.

"This is good, this is good, I can finally fight. I can still let go of my stomach and eat. Come in, come in."

The barbarian walked towards Nan'ao in three or two steps. While walking, he kicked and stomped on the ground with his feet. The places where it was impossible to see were traps were instantly drawn out by the barbarian, and the trap was randomly removed by him with his feet.

Nan Ao and others looked at each other and secretly rejoiced, but fortunately they thought that this was not a plan. Otherwise, if they were directly touched and carried out assassination, hehe. I'm afraid they would have been miserable before they got close to the barbarian camp.

The trap was lined up, and Nanao stepped in and put down a lot of food.

"Can you find someone to move food to the place where you store food? I'm ordered to meet your chiefs, the great berserkers."

Nan Ao's tone was extremely natural. At this time, the guys following Nan Ao admired Nan Ao. They were all warriors and they were naturally not afraid of danger. However, they would never be able to do anything as blatant as Nan Ao.

"A lot of meat and vegetables, damn, damn, the leaders are indeed wise, and only by helping people fight can you get good food."

The barbarian had no intention of paying attention to Nan'ao at this moment. At this moment, the barbarian was completely attracted by the food. After Nan'ao's words fell, the barbarian just pointed at the hillside in the central area.

"The leaders are all there, you can go there yourself, don't worry, those who can enter our camp are all friends."

The barbarian did not lead the way after giving instructions. Instead, he picked up some food from the ground and ran towards the various tents next to him. Of course, it was better to say that it was a tent, but rather a strange building with the fur of various beasts and branches.

Nan Ao showed a faint smile on his lips. People in this era are indeed much simpler than those in later generations, especially these barbarians.

However, looking at these guys, Nan Ao had already denied some of the speculations that the Berserkers were ancient Vikings and Germans in later generations. Although the Germans were old-fashioned, they were absolutely not stupid, and they were definitely not so simple and cute. The barbarians in front of them were simply so simple that they were unimaginable.

Perhaps, by later generations, the true barbarian race had already died, so the berserkers he met in the world where Harry was located were probably not real direct berserkers, but people from other ethnic groups had obtained the inheritance of berserkers.

A group of people ran straight towards the central hillside. Although the savage guarding the door said that those who could come in were friends, on the one hand, just in case, and on the other hand, they did not expose themselves as much as possible. Therefore, the Nanao group still rushed there in secluded and quickly, and soon they had reached the bottom of the hillside.

As soon as we arrived at the hillside, a powerful aura had been passed down from above. This was not a deliberate momentum, but a group of powerful beings gathered together and naturally emitted. Just like a group of lions gathered together, it would definitely emit a drastic power. Although humans with poor perception could not detect that momentum, the beasts with keen perception and the strong people among humans could definitely feel that momentum.

“It should be all on it.”

Nan Ao said calmly to the people around him, but Brother Long's head came over.

"It doesn't matter if it's not complete. If one or two are left, maybe it's better. There is still a chance to provoke the relationship between these guys and the Greeks. Maybe the barbarians will turn against us directly at that time."

Brother Long's tone was extremely leisurely. At this time, the man had already gained great confidence in completing the task. As long as he did this vote well at the moment, it would be no big problem.

Nan Ao nodded, then took the lead in rushing towards the mountain. He was extremely fast. After a few steps, he had already arrived on the mountain.

At the same time, a violent energy appeared in his hand. Almost just rushed to the hillside, Nan Ao had already punched a berserker on the back.

With Nan Ao's power at this time, even the rough-skinned and dry-skinned berserker was caught off guard and was definitely not feeling well. The berserker who was hit suddenly jumped up and let out a roar like a roaring bear.

At this time, the group of guys behind Nan Ao also rushed up. The violent berserkers and the berserkers who were burning with fighting spirit by his roar happened to face the wave of assassins behind Nan Ao. In an instant, there were tragic shouts of killing sounds on the hillside.

As the shouts of killing sounded on the hillside, fire began to appear on the edge of the barbarian camp. In the darkness, countless figures of buildings seemed to be setting fires maliciously.

Melee. In this kind of chaos, any plan is false. Everyone has a large group of opponents around them, and everyone has their own opponents to kill.

Almost as soon as the war started, everyone had already scattered. The hillside was not big, but it was absolutely impossible to withstand these many masters' attacks.

While running, the battlefield scattered, but the barbarians in the camp did not support any berserkers. Everyone except Nan'ao was surprised.

But only Nan Ao knew. This is the custom of these barbarians and berserker races. Berserkers were originally the strongest warriors in a tribe and were warriors who could compete with gods. Therefore, ordinary barbarians are not qualified to participate in the battle of berserkers.

Especially in such a one-to-one battle, in fact, at the beginning, Nan Ao and others did not need assassination or anything else. They just needed to walk in directly. If they could kill all the berserkers, these barbarians would naturally leave.

These things are Nan Ao’s ability to activate his abilities and get information directly from the minds of many savages in the camp when he came to survey the night before.

It has to be said that information is the key to the outcome of a war in any era, especially in this ancient period, the asymmetry of information was quite terrible.

If the Trojans or the Greeks knew the customs of these barbarians, then the Greeks would not let them touch them easily. Tonight's actions, Nan'ao confirmed that the Greeks knew about them, but the Greeks did not remind the barbarians.

Because, in the Greeks' thoughts, only Troy actually killed several leaders of the barbarians, so that the barbarians would fight desperately with the Trojans.

Besides, if all the berserkers died, then the Greeks might have a chance to subdue this barbarian team. The Greek kings who came this time were all warlike, otherwise they would not have traveled across the ocean to cause trouble for Troy. Therefore, each of these kings was salivating about the barbarian team.

Even if everyone divided it evenly, these Greek kings were willing to let the leaders of the barbarians and all the berserkers die, and then they could summon some barbarians to go back to Greece.

Nanao led the berserkers who were fighting against him toward the Greeks. As soon as he left the barbarian camp, Nanao's face suddenly changed and magically turned into Aes's appearance.

The berserker who fought against Nan Ao was suddenly stunned. However, when he was stunned, Nan Ao had quickly snatched the berserker's weapon, and then slashed the guy's neck with a fierce axe.

"A group of idiots want to cooperate with the Greeks. Humph, it's almost the same as being a slave."

Nan'a's imitator Aes snorted coldly, but his appearance changed again, this time it turned into Asilard's appearance, and then a trace of red smoke emerged from the berserker he killed and merged into his body.

"The Jews have good abilities, haha, let these idiot barbarians fight to the death with the Jews."

Nan Ao said to himself again. After the words fell, his figure quickly flew towards the other side of the camp. However, just after Nan Ao left, several barbarians had already walked out of the secret carefully.

"Then, that's not human, that's a Greek god?"

A barbarian spoke tremblingly, facing the ever-changing monsters, who can suck blood and have unrivaled power, even the barbarian, who has always fearless, felt frightened.

"No, it's not a god. It's a devil. It's a devil of the Greeks. No wonder the Greeks are so powerful. It turns out that their ordinary heroes are the devil. The Greek gods and the devil actually have a cooperative relationship."

A barbarian spoke in a deep voice. After this sentence fell, he had already chased after Nan Ao quickly in the direction of leaving.

At this time, even the bravest warrior seemed to have temporarily escaped from Nan'ao and then announced the facts. However, the barbarian didn't know why, and seemed to have a voice constantly telling him that he would keep following him.

The barbarian didn't know why he felt this. He told himself that this was the will given to him by the gods, of course. In fact, this was just Nan Ao who used a little trick and left a little voice in his mind.

This will never take Nano Duo's energy. In fact, Nano did not modify this guy's memory, but just gave a little guidance.

On another battlefield, Asilard was fighting fiercely with the barbarian. Suddenly, he felt a familiar aura coming from behind him. It seemed that it was the aura of a blood clan. Asilard felt puzzled. Although the blood clan is not a high-level race, the blood clan generally does not like to walk around. Therefore, even if he received the will of the gods this time, he was just sent a small blood clan like him to complete the task.

How could a vampire appear again around this barbarian camp? Could it be that a wild vampire is not as good as a family?

Asilad was confused, but now he was fighting, and Asilad had no chance to judge anything. He could only focus on dealing with the barbarian in front of him, hoping to determine the breath behind him after killing the barbarian.

However, when Asilard thought so, the aura behind him was already coming quickly towards where he was.

It was because of the induction between the blood clans to help.

Asilard thought of this first time. The blood clan is an extremely united race. Even the blood clan who is unfamiliar will immediately go up to help when he sees his similar race fighting with others.

“No need…………………………….”

Asilard just wanted the blood clan behind him not to come up to help, but he only said two words, but suddenly a stinging pain in his chest. Asilard lowered his head in disbelief, and appeared in his sight with one hand with dripping blood.

The blood clan directly pierced his heart with his hands. The blood clan's vitality is extremely tenacious. As long as the heart is not damaged, it can improve no matter what kind of damage it is suffered. However, once the heart is damaged and blood is lost in the heart, the life of the blood clan will come to an end.

The blood clan should have helped each other.

With this doubt, Asilard tried hard to turn his head and take a look. However, a burning breath suddenly spread from his wound. In just a moment, Asilard's body had turned into ashes and dissipated.

"Who are you?"

The berserker saw Asilard turn into ashes, but Nan Ao, who killed Asilard, was another Asilard. He asked coldly. The berserker was simple but not a fool. If there was nothing wrong with the scene in front of him, he would be really a fool.

"Jews, warriors of God, soldiers of the vampire, Asilard."

Nan Ao spoke lightly, but a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. No explanation or narration could make people understand that he was definitely a sinister smile.

"You want to provoke us to fight the Jews to the death."

The berserker finally thought of something, and he let out an angry roar. The berserker was not afraid of fighting, but no one would like to be used to fight.

However, when things came to this point, it seemed that the berserker could no longer be allowed. He had just roared, but Nan Ao had rushed towards him quickly.

The blood clan at this time may be countless different from the later generations, but the blood clan in later generations is still not much different from the blood clan at this time, that is speed.

Nan'ao's speed itself is not slow. Whether it is the speed of light of Superman, the instant transfer, or the speed obtained in the divine power later, it can be said that it is lightning speed, even the Flash is even more Flash than the Flash. Therefore, the speed of the Flash at this time was no different from that of the real blood clan. The berserker's eyes were wide and he could not believe his eyes at all.

The Berserker is simple in other aspects, but he is absolutely talented in combat. However, no matter how he does, he can't see any false Asilard's shadow on Nan'ao. At this moment, Nan'ao is exactly the same as Asilard.

"You won't succeed, we Berserkers are not fools."

The Berserker began to resist Nan'ao's attack with difficulty. Compared with Asilard's attack, Nan'ao's attack was not at all. Unfortunately, the speed was exactly the Berserker's shortcomings. Although the Berserker's strength and speed themselves are extremely excellent. It seems that there is no flaw, but in fact, any warrior who reaches the extreme must have a shortcoming speed. The stronger the explosive power, the more difficult it will make the speed difficult to control.

"Haha, it's hard to say. Maybe it's not just you who are idiots. Jews and Jewish gods are also idiots."

Nan Ao sneered, his speed was faster, much faster than Asilard. At this moment, the Berserker finally couldn't say anything, and he could only deal with Nan Ao's attack with all his heart.
To be continued...
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