48 Hours a Day

Satonylos' smile slowly solidified at the corner of his mouth.

Although the worship of gods is widespread in Rome, full of temples and followers, and people of all walks of life have faithful deities, this scene is completely beyond everyone's imagination.

Those wings, made up entirely of shadows, were like nightmares, invading the real world.

A number of people, including Satonylos, suspect themselves even at this moment of dreaming.

However, no matter how they slapped their cheeks, they could not wake up from this nightmare. They could only watch the black wings unfold. During that time, they saw the shadows of suspected feathers slip from the air, their mouths wide open and their faces shocked.

Zhang Heng did not stay in place for too long, he did not forget that behind him this pair of wings had only 12 seconds to work each day.

So the next moment he grabbed Bach in front of him, and the Germans just felt a little lighter, and then he found his feet off the ground, and his body began to rise.

Despite Zhang Heng's warnings, Bach could not help but make a strange cry, and the Germans, who were not afraid before, began to struggle in horror.

There are no planes and hot balloons these days. Except for the unlucky guy with the candle wings cos Icarus, who was fired by a stone thrower, no one else has ever experienced the taste of flying. The feeling of insecurity off the ground surged into the heart of Bach, who has lived on land all his life.

Zhang Heng also knew at this time that Germans were still so scared. Looking at Bach, it seemed like he would rather fight with an enemy down there than leave his beloved earth with Satonylos and others.

Zhang Heng also had to say, “Be honest and get out of here and put you down. ”

Zhang Heng did not know whether this phrase worked, or because the two people were already quite high off the ground, the Germans finally stopped slipping their legs and calmed down, but at this moment his body was stiff as a piece of wood, and his hands grabbed Zhang Heng's arm dead.

Zhang Heng flew past two warehouses with Bach, and then found a place where no one could land.

After previous exercises, he is now more and more comfortable with the control of the shadow wings behind the child. He has also practiced heavy flying before, which may be different from the senses. This pair of wings that do not appear to have any weight are actually good. Zhang Heng can carry about 250 kg of weight when taking off, that is, almost two ordinary people, but this is also the limit.

And too much weight can affect his flight speed and flexibility. Like this time, if the people on the ground throw weapons together, Zhang Heng estimated that he could only use Germans to make arrow badges, but the good news is that Satonylos and others looked completely frightened and stood there motionless, watching them fly over their heads.

And as soon as the Germans landed, they found a wall root and started throwing up.

“Come on, you, how far did we go?” Zhang Hengju was also stunned because Bach was overweight, their flight speed was actually quite slow, and there was no turbulence along the way, but Zhang Hengxuan realized that Bach might not be physically uncomfortable, it was purely a spiritual problem like terror.

And Bach was unwittingly fashionable, probably the first person to suffer from phobia in the second century AD.

But after all, he put the bottom of his body there and immediately turned around, but when he looked at Zhang Heng again, his eyes had changed. It was a mixed look of fear and worship, "You... which god are you? Mars, the god of war? Or Pluto the Pluto, wait... aren't you Jupiter the King of the Gods? ”

It was no surprise that Bach asked such a question.

After all, there are many incarnations of gods in ancient Greece and ancient Rome, and history and mythology are completely mixed together, which explains why the scene just now shocked Satonillos and others so much that they could not find a reasonable explanation other than to witness the incarnation of gods in the human race.

That's why they haven't dared to come back yet. They have the guts to unite against a powerful Gentile gladiator, but they won't dare to unite against a god even if they give them 10 more.

However, Zhang Heng did not answer this question positively. Some words were more credible than death, so he simply made a silent move against the Germans.

Shortly after landing, the 12-second time limit was over. Zhang Heng's back wings had already been put away. His body had returned to normal. However, after experiencing the same sensation of cloud-driving fog, Bach was convinced that Zhang Heng was the incarnation of a god.

And so the Germans couldn't find an excuse to beat Zhang Heng before.

“You are God, no wonder I can't beat you, no, no one can beat you,” Germans suddenly realized, then two busy words, "Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot, I can swear I won't reveal your true identity in front of anyone else. ”

“It doesn't really matter, no one but you saw me use divine power today.” Zhang Hengdao, "Anyway, the rise of every gladiator is accompanied by myriad legends, this kind of thing is like adding another legend to me. ”

This is also why Zhang Heng is comfortable using the cards. Even if Satonylos and others are dumb enough to go around saying afterwards, the vast majority of people will only think that they are making excuses for their incompetence, but at this point, it is estimated that their guts have been completely frightened, and it is still unknown whether they dare to tell others what happened today.

Then Zhang Heng and Bach swung to the street, and no more suspicious people attacked them or followed them, so smoothly they returned to their residence, and according to the school people, Habitus had gone home, and told the school that he would go to Flavi Circular Theatre tomorrow.

Bach sneered, “How dare this guy show up tomorrow? ”

“He could not show up, and his contract with the school had not been fulfilled and he could not leave.” Zhang Hengdao, "but tomorrow his troubles are coming too. ”

“Hmm?”

“I cut off his two fingers, which should have had a good impact on him, after all, three fingers could not hold the weapon.” Zhang Hengfangdao.