Chapter 656： Promise of the King

Olympus Hall

Apollo played the harp, and the beautiful goddess Carrietus danced. The soft and pleasant singing of the muse intoxicated the gods. The goddess Heber directed the fairy to fill Nektar with a gold cup and toast the gods.

Pei Ziyun was greeting all the gods. At this time, he heard a painful prayer. This prayer went straight to his ear.

Royal Palace of Mycenae

In a bathroom, Agamemnon was naked and trapped by a net, extremely embarrassing. This net was specially designed to capture large prey. It was very tough and difficult to break free.

Even if a large beast is bound by it, it may not be able to break free, let alone a person.

Agamemnon continued to struggle in the net, to no avail. The net became tighter and tighter, and he couldn't move anymore. There was pain in his face, showing how strong the struggle was.

"The plot begins."

"The woman who changed her heart was really very vicious." Just looking at it, combined with the plot, Pei Ziyun immediately understood.

Agamemnon was convinced that his wife would never resent himself after so many years, and returned to McKinney Seaport with a happy mood. The residents were welcomed by his nephew Eguistos.

The queen Clutnestella didn't hug him, but said all the blessings and odes to the world in front of him. Agamemnon went home without any doubt and was excited because of the dusty servant's journey and asked for a bath.

Cluteniestra told him gently that warm water was ready for him, and Agamemnon entered the bathroom without any doubt. Suddenly, Eguistos and Clutenestella preset The authorities started, and a huge net caught him.

No matter how powerful Agamemnon was, he was caught off guard by this sudden big net.

Both Clutenestella and Eguistos knew the strength of Agamemnon, and they saw the struggle, both of them were afraid that Agamemnon would break the net and escape, and they rushed in at the moment, both of them His complexion was a little iron-blue.

"Eguistos, you lead our soldiers to bring Agamemnon back to kill all the soldiers!" Clutenestella said, "As for you, don't kill Agamemnon yourself. It's because the goddess of revenge is not easy to mess with. "

"I still have to rely on you to rule the kingdom."

Eguistos listened to Clytemnestra and nodded.

Clutenestella turned and looked indifferent. Where could there be a touch of sympathy, Agamemnon asked his wife Clutenestella in pain: "Why betray me?"

Clutenestella appeared with a taunting smile, saying, "Agamemnon, in order to summon the wind of Thrace, you kill your daughter as a slaughter of a beast."

"Do you still have the right to live like this cruel? Are you still qualified to rule this country?"

"Why can't I, I call the wind of Thrace, not for the benefit of the whole Greeks, or for the smooth departure of the warship from the port." Agamemnon growled.

"Agamemnon, you can deceive those citizens. I still don't know you? You only want to realize your ambition, regardless of your daughter's life and death. She is just a tool for you to achieve your ambition. Today I will She revenge. "

"What a cruel person you are, even your own daughter can kill it." Krutenyestella said in pain, her face covered with tears, and the thought of her missing daughter reminded her sad.

"But our daughter is not dead? Why are you so cruel?" Agamemnon said angrily.

"Although she did not die, she was lost after being taken by the gods. In my heart, she is dead, and all this is your fault."

"Don't you miss our husband and wife relationship for many years?" Agamemnon asked.

"Emotions, when you tied my daughter to the sacrifice with your own hands, we no longer have any emotions."

"Rest assured, your warriors and even your son will die with you," Clutenestella said.

"How cruel you are, he is also your son!"

"But he speaks for you, and only obeys you. I have to do it." Cluetenestella said, and she never gave Agamemnon a chance to speak to Aga, holding a knife. The farmer stabbed fiercely.

"Ah!" Agamemnon screamed.

The bright red blood trickled down the blade, and Cluteniestra pulled out, the blood even spewed, dyed Agamemnon and her clothes red.

Agamemnon did not experience such great pain on the battlefield of Troy, roaring and struggling constantly, but the more he struggled, the more blood was lost, and he gradually felt weak.

"God, please save me!" Agamemnon prayed to God in pain. Only God could rescue him, but what made him desperate was that there was no God to rescue him. The knife stabbed again.

"Look, there is no God to help you. This is the second sword. For my husband Tantalus, who is the son of Tiasz, but was killed by you."

The blood of "噗" was all over the ground, and there was a lot of blood on Cluteniestra's body and face, but she didn't care and continued to pull out her sword and stabbed Agamemnon.

"Third sword, this is for my young son, when you took my child from your arms and brutally killed him."

"Now, Agamemnon, you vicious king, go to the realm of Hades and never come back."

Inside the city

Eguistos had led the soldiers to block the entire city and brutally suppressed all those who supported Agamemnon.

"Bring Agamemnon back to the soldiers and kill them all, none of them should be let go. Their families, men's killings, women and children were relegated to slaves." Eguistos yelled.

"Yes." The soldier took the order and broke directly into the home of every soldier brought back by Agamemnon.

Men's screams and women's cries for help kept coming, and people kept killing them, but no one could rescue them.

"Please, please let him go. He has put down his weapon and unloaded his armor." A woman wept and begged the soldier who broke in for mercy.

"Well." But she was greeted by the stabbing of a cold spear, blood flowing from her mouth, and her eyes revealed despair.

"Gnesnos, run away!"

"Well." It was the spear that had penetrated her chest again, and her eyes suddenly dimmed.

"Ilcia!"

A man rushed out of the house, holding a stick in his hand, but his resistance in the face of the vicious warrior was obviously futile.

"puff."

A spear also pierced the man's body, quickly pulled it out, and the blood spring spouted out, staining the body red.

"Ilcia ..." The man's eyes faded gradually, and a "snoring" sound, the heavy body fell to the ground.

Only a handful of Agamemnon's soldiers survived the Troy battlefield. When they returned, they had unloaded their armor, laid down their weapons, and scattered in the city.

At this time in the face of Eguistos led the soldiers, all without resistance, were killed one by one.

From time to time, the shouts from outside came into the bathroom, and Agamemnon kept twitching. He brought back few soldiers. After he returned, he unloaded the armor and lowered his weapons. Now it is hard to escape.

"Have you heard that? Agamemnon, you will get a grand funeral for a king. Look, hundreds of thousands of fighters are there to bury you," Clutenestella said sharply.

"Crutnestella, you will regret it!"

"You don't have to be too proud, you are not far from the days of perish ..." Agamemnon said.

"Really? It's a pity you can't see, because you're going to die." Clutnestella said, "And this is God's support for my revenge. Otherwise, why would you be killed by me like this? "

To the world where the gods exist, to the descendants of God, to the king who surrounds the prophet, as long as there is any reminder of this kind of assassination, even by the mouth of the prophet, he cannot succeed.

This situation can only show that this is God's will.

Agamemnon screamed in agony. Now that he was in this situation, there was no better way to get out of the trap. Seeing that all the energy was flowing away little by little, he knew that his time was running out.

Agamemnon prayed to the gods at Mount Olympus one by one, but none of these gods were willing to help or even respond.

Agamemnon was desperate, his body was getting colder and colder, and his **** lips spit out a name: "Paris, I once promised to build a temple for you, if you can save Me, I will fulfill my promise. "

The new god, Paris, although he and Paris are enemies ~ www.novelhall.com ~, but now there is no way to go, can only hold any hope.

Agamemnon's voice was low, but it was clearly transmitted to Pei Ziyun's ears, and all this was seen by Pei Ziyun.

Pei Ziyun watched the desperate Agamemnon give up all pride, prayed to himself, and his heart moved.

Then, Agamemnon in the state of abruptness heard the voice suddenly: "Agamemnon, you led my troops to destroy my city, would I protect you? But if it is for the sake of the descendants of Zeus at the same time, I can protect your son. "

Agamemnon's slumped spirit shook, and hopelessness saw a glimmer of hope.

"As long as you protect my son, I will promise that my family will build a temple for you, kill you cattle and sheep, and sacrifice to you forever."

Agamemnon was lying on the ground, his blood shed all over the ground, and he was dying.

"Very well, remember your promise and I will help your son Orestes get out of trouble."

The promise of a king is still very valuable. Pei Ziyun is very satisfied, and Agamemnon heard Pei Ziyun's promise, closed his eyes, and a little ghost flew out. He took a last look at his queen Cluteniestra , Leaving only one curse: "Clutnestella, you will be punished."

Then he sank into Hades.

A great Greek hero, led the Greek coalition against Troy and broke through the city of Troy, and was killed in a bathroom by his wife Cluteniestra.

Olympus Hall

Apollo played the harp, and the song was over. All the gods raised their glasses at Apollo. Thanks to his music, there was no God's motion to Agamemnon's death.

The fate of Agamemnon's death has long been doomed by many incidents.

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