Greece brings evildoers

On the unnamed island, violent explosions and fires stirred up dust several meters high in the dense forest. The strong smell of blood hit the face, and intermittent screams were horrifying.

"What are you still doing? Don't you have ears? Save people!"

The middle-aged man with a narrow face and a sinister face looked around at his subordinates who were stuck in place like wooden stakes, and gritted his teeth with a dark face and growled.

Three nearby Guards soldiers wearing water-patterned bronze armor woke up from a dream. They hurriedly rushed into the smoke and dust, dragged their two bloody companions outside the dense forest, and anxiously rescued them.

"How about these two unsatisfactory things?"

Seeing that several of his subordinates had been busy for a while but showed no improvement, the middle-aged man Dacres, who was the captain of the Guards team, couldn't help but step forward to ask.

The Guards soldier responsible for the treatment answered with sweating profusely.

"Serrano's leg is broken, Andris has a penetrating wound in his abdomen, and they are all bleeding profusely. We have used up all the potions on our bodies, and the doctors accompanying the army have not brought any with us. There is no way to stop it!"

"Then carry them to a nearby place with water. The blessing of the Poseidon will heal them. Do I still need to teach them?"

Dacres' long and narrow face was covered with dark clouds, and he cursed sullenly.

Under the cold gaze of the captain, the three Guards soldiers couldn't help but shudder, and they immediately hurriedly carried their two seriously injured companions to a nearby stream.

"A bunch of idiots, I really don't know how they passed the graduation exam!"

Dacres looked at the figures of several people fleeing, and became even more angry, gritting his teeth and snorting coldly.

"Forget it, these are just new recruits stuffed with gold, why bother with them?"

Behind him, with gauze covering his left eye, a man as strong as a bear stepped forward and patted Dacres on the shoulder, comforting him with a wry smile.

Since the pursuit began, this old friend, who is known for his calmness, has become increasingly angry, and the frequency of swearing and kicking has also skyrocketed.

After hearing the consolation, the low pressure lingering on Dacres' body eased slightly, his face regained some composure, and he turned to look at the strong man behind him.

"Sorry, Andrew, I was irrational."

The guard captain's gaze lingered on the strong man's gauze-wrapped eye for a moment, and a hint of shame flashed in his eyes.

This lost eyeball should have been his.

If this old comrade hadn't pushed him at the critical moment and stood in front of him...

When he thought of the bloody scene, Dacres's face became extremely gloomy, and a strong sense of humiliation came to his mind.

What was originally thought to be a simple manhunt turned into an unbearable nightmare.

All kinds of "accidents" along the way kept them exhausted: talking trees, moving grass, hair-type magic traps connected by hair, triggered bursting runes pressed underneath by the corpses of their companions...

Plus the elusive desperado who is proficient in all kinds of spells and is still alive and kicking even after being hit by two Oriha steel secret arrows...

These various encounters and factors caused them to suffer a lot and suffered heavy losses. Even he, the demigod, almost suffered from it.

If he just takes these defeated soldiers back with him, his career and fate can be imagined.

Even if the [Ten Kings Council] favors him because of his hard work and achievements over the years, those big and small divine blood families can still drown him with Tumo Xingzi.

In order to send these descendants of the divine blood to the Royal Guards for gold plating, they spent a lot of money and favors.

As a result, the gold was not plated, and nearly half of them were killed and wounded inside and outside. There should be an explanation for such a big mistake.

Unfortunately, due to his size and weight, he is currently best suited for taking the blame.

Unless he could make amends and catch that bastard, he might be able to gain a chance of survival.

Captain Dakles of the Royal Guards sorted through his thoughts, rubbed his aching head, and made a solemn promise to his comrade who was unfortunately involved.

"Don't worry, when I catch that bastard and return to Poseidon Temple to return to my life, I will report the battle damage to the [Council of Ten Kings] and bear all the consequences!"

"Captain, I..."

Just as the muscular man was about to speak, a voiceless exclamation suddenly came from the stream in front of him.

The two people's expressions changed and they immediately rushed to the scene.

"What's wrong?"

"Poison! Someone poisoned it upstream!"

The three Guards soldiers answered fearfully, and behind them, the two wounded soldiers who were hurriedly dragged out of the stream looked pale and defeated. Not only did their injuries not improve, but the bloody wounds were still festering accelerating.

"boom!"

Dacres punched and broke the giant tree that the two people were hugging next to him. He looked upstream of the stream with splitting eyes and couldn't help but curse in his heart.

——TMD, you beast!

The Imperial Guards next to him also looked indignant.

After living so long, most of the opponents they had encountered, whether they were Titans or gods and monsters, relied on their strength and fists, and rushed directly to fight with their shirts off. Then, the winner stood and the loser lay down.

Even smart targets who are cunning and cunning, their methods are usually relatively crude, and they often adopt some auxiliary strategies for the purpose of fighting.

How can he be like this old scheming guy who is also poisoning, digging holes, laying traps, and conducting sneak attacks? He just makes conspiracy mainstream and an art form.

When did such a shameless scum appear on the Sea of ​​Oceanus?

"That bastard must be nearby! Andrew, take two people to take the wounded soldiers to the beach, and the rest follow me! Chop this bastard up and feed it to the fish!"

Dacres gave the order with a sullen face, and without waiting for his friends to dissuade him, he and another demigod deputy captain named "Thanos" and the remaining four Guards soldiers formed a fight. They quickly surrounded and surrounded the stream.

Because they were almost trapped in the psychological shadow, the two demigods simply activated the divine fire in their bodies, pulling the huge magic tide, making it form a real blue flame of more than ten meters around the body, and then used themselves as the vanguard to rampage.

Suddenly, wherever the two lights and shadows went, there was a mess, and the dense forests on both sides of the stream emitted thunderous explosions one after another, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

Six?

Very good, the troops are divided! It seems the plan worked!

At this moment, Lorne, who was at the entrance of the upstream cave, roughly came up with the results based on the sound and magic reaction, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Generally speaking, it is more effective to maim enemy soldiers on the battlefield than to kill them directly.

On the one hand, screams and blood can interfere with the opponent's judgment and affect the opponent's morale; on the other hand, if the wounded need to be transferred after being disabled, at least one person will participate in the transfer, and sometimes there will be two people. This virtually increased the number of combat casualties.

At first, Lorne thought so too and did not kill him directly.

As a result, he underestimated the almost abnormal self-healing ability and tenacious vitality of the species of the Gods.

Moreover, under the protection of Poseidon, this group of Atlanteans with the blood of God, even if they are seriously injured, they only need to take a dip in the water to quickly recover and regain blood.

Therefore, in desperation, Lorne had no choice but to kill his opponent directly as much as possible to reduce the threat factor.

But this time, his main purpose was to escape. He used two wounded soldiers and a bottle of poison to contain another demigod and two golds. It was definitely worth the money.

Currently, according to the prompts from [Blessing of the Craftsman God], the materials used to repair [Icarus Wing] are mainly two types - bird feathers and high-quality wax.

He also had a lot of bird feathers in his warehouse, which he secretly saved when Circe was molting. I think the feathers of the Eagle Witch are much more effective than ordinary seabird feathers.

Next, the only raw material left is wax.

On the way to the island to recuperate, he seemed to have seen several beehives in the southwest, which should contain useful beeswax.

Time is running out, so hurry up!

As the roar outside the cave got closer and closer, Lorne made up his mind to rush out of the cave entrance and give it a try before his pursuers blocked him in the cave.

"Found it, over there!"

The six chasing soldiers who came quickly also discovered the traces of the target and rushed towards the culprit with numerous evil deeds.