Greece brings evildoers

After the dust of the battle settled, the bronze chariot drove the three people out of the dense forest and drifted away.

After a long time.

rustle~

The dead leaves on the ground and the surrounding grass made a slight stroking sound with the wind, and streams of red and black mud poured out from the light-shaped cracks, wrapping up the centaur corpses scattered in the dense forest.

In the blink of an eye, the bloodstains, corpses and weapons on the ground disappeared, replaced by a cocoon of red and black mud with intertwined lines.

Click!

A crisp cracking sound came from the inside out. A white arm tore through the red and black afterbirth that wrapped itself, and a graceful and tall figure walked out, with black and purple hair flowing behind her like a waterfall, and amber-colored hair. Innocence and charm coexist in the eyes, as if they are a combination of holiness and filth, with contradictory yet unified temperaments.

"Another god is here? It's really lively here."

Amidst the laughter that sounded like silver bells, the charming girl stretched her body and looked up towards the direction where the bronze chariot disappeared. She rolled her pink tongue and licked her moist cherry lips, her beautiful eyes twinkling faintly.

"It seems that the game needs to be more difficult..."

"Pop!" With the crisp sound of snapping fingers, the shadow of the charming girl seemed to turn into a pool of red and black mud, spreading around. One by one, centaurs holding guns, shields and giant axes, and their bodies as black as ink, emerged from the mud. Their eyes were a violent scarlet, and their bodies were covered with red and black lines.

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The speeding bronze chariot passed through a rugged mountain road, bumping up and down uncontrollably. Katniss in the carriage let out a groan, pressed her aching head and forced herself to sit up, opened her eyes and looked at the man and woman in front of her.

"Did you save me?"

"Yeah." Lorne nodded, casually took out a potion from the magic circle diagram, and handed it to Katniss who was beating her head hard in the carriage, "You look a little bit wrong, here to calm your nerves." Take it slow."

"Tranquility? Only girls drink this stuff!" Katniss slapped away the soothing and analgesic potion in disgust, pointed to the wine bottle on Lorn's waist, and couldn't help but swallow her saliva, " Do you have any wine? Give me a drink!”

Lorne took off the wine bottle and handed it over, not forgetting to remind him kindly, "The injury is not healed yet, so try not to drink too much."

But before the other person finished speaking, Katniss couldn't wait to grab the wine bottle, pulled out the cork, took a deep breath into the mouth of the bottle, and then her eyes lit up.

"The finest immortal food and honey wine, such a good thing."

The female warrior raised her head and drank vigorously, then put down the wine bottle with satisfaction and let out a hearty cheer.

"Cool!"

Lorne looked at the empty wine bottle in his hand, his face darkened slightly.

"One bite?"

"Of course one bite!"

Katniss answered matter-of-factly, then hooked her savior's shoulder with one hand, and slapped her chest hard with the other, smiling in assurance.

"Oh, don't be so stingy. When we get to the city, I'll treat you to whatever you want to drink or eat!"

Looking at the two trembling wheat-colored thunders in front of him, Lorne knew that this was a carefree woman, so he simply took advantage of the break to ask about Thessaly's current situation.

And Katniss did exactly what Lorne expected, and frankly confessed all the information she knew.

Thessaly has indeed been uneasy recently. The territory has been repeatedly attacked by the djinn clan, and livestock and people have been lost frequently.

By the time the city defense troops and patrols find the missing persons, they often only have a pile of dead bones left, and there is also some kind of utensil that seems to be used to worship the old gods.

The residents of Thessaly were panic-stricken after hearing the news, and their production and life, as well as their sacrifices to the gods, were seriously affected.

For this reason, King Admetus summoned the divine-blood heroes in the territory to discuss countermeasures and dig out the rats in the tunnels together.

Katniss was one of the first batch of divine-blooded heroes to join the crusade. Although her appearance was quite outstanding in Thessaly, and she even had the title of the most beautiful woman in Thessaly. She was chased by many men, but because of her personality and temper, she was Quite fiery, this female warrior has always preferred to keep to herself.

No, after hearing that there was a case of population robbery in a nearby village, she rushed over single-handedly. She thought she could catch the tail of the djinn family, but she found that a group of centaurs were taking advantage of the chaos to snatch the bride.

Lorne looked at Katniss in front of him with suspicion.

"So, you fought with them alone? And you were almost killed?"

"The Iliad" mentions that she is a descendant of Ares, the god of war, and "Metamorphoses" even says that she is the daughter of Atlas, the Titan of Heaven. When these two divine bloodlines are superimposed, Not only did it shape her fiery personality, but it also gave her an almost invulnerable body and impressive combat power.

After all, he was a divine-blooded hero that Thessaly could handle, so why did he almost overturn when he encountered dozens of centaurs?

"That's their trick!"

Katniss accuses indignantly, then starts to defend herself.

"It was agreed that I would pick a group of them one by one, but they actually cast a spell on me behind my back, making me unable to stand up. It's really unethical!"

When Lorne heard this, he frowned slightly.

Centaurs are good at riding and shooting raids, but their knowledge in magic and spells is mediocre. There is almost no magician as a profession in the tribe.

Divine descendants are generally born with a certain degree of magic resistance. Not to mention the centaurs who only have a little understanding of magic. Even a professional witch like Medea will not be able to break Katniss's magic resistance easily. things.

There are experts in that forest...?

While Lorne was frowning and thinking, Katniss coughed dryly and changed the subject.

"By the way, what about you? Why are you here in Thessaly at this time?"

"We are from the Academy of Athens. We were entrusted by the new Queen of Arcadia to help Thessaly quell the disaster."

Lorne puts on his useful vest and introduces himself and Medea to Katniss.

"So they're allies?" Katniss felt something in her mind, coughing dryly and rubbing her hands, "Can we discuss it?"

"What?"

"What happened in the woods just now..."

Katniss looked embarrassed and seemed a little ashamed to speak.

Lorne blinked, looking confused.

"What happened in the forest? Didn't we meet on the way to clear out the centaurs?"

"That's interesting! From now on, you are my half-brother!"

When Katniss heard this, she was stunned for a moment, then immediately beamed. She immediately raised her hand and hooked her savior's shoulders, hugged her into her arms enthusiastically and pointed to the outline of the city in front of her, laughing boldly.

"Come on, follow me into the city. I'll treat you!"

"Hmm~~"

The head surrounded by two big wheat-colored thunders let out a dull whimpering sound. A certain ally from Arcadia felt the enthusiasm of the people of Thessaly before entering the city.

What's so great about being big? Sagging sooner or later!

Medea, who was behind, looked down at the open space that she had an unobstructed view of, then looked at her senior brother who was dragged away by Katniss, and trotted to follow indignantly.

Along the way, Lorne wanted to say goodbye to Katniss, report to the Thessaly Palace first, and meet the twin brothers as soon as possible.

However, he really couldn't resist Katniss's determination to treat her as a thank you, so he could only let the legendary most beautiful woman in Thessaly drag him to one of the most famous restaurants in the royal city.

As soon as he entered the door, three figures, two men and one woman, walked towards him.

Since the aisle was a bit narrow, the tall girl with red hair and gold eyes, a certain sense of beauty in her facial features and body, glanced at the man and woman arm-in-arm in front of her, a trace of contempt flashed in her eyes, and then she pushed Katniss straight away and walked towards outside the door.

Katniss was caught off guard, staggered, turned her head and snorted.

"What are you doing? Don't you have eyes when you walk!"

The beautiful girl with red hair and golden eyes stopped, looked back at the two of them, smiled and spoke.

"Ah, sorry, there were two monkeys in heat on the street, and I accidentally lost my focus."

"Then next time..."

Katniss was about to open her mouth to show her generosity, but when she saw the playfulness in the other person's eyes, she immediately understood the tone of the other person's words and couldn't help but get furious.

"Who are you scolding?"

Being exposed in front of others, the smile on the red-haired girl's face became even brighter.

"Oh, monkeys can actually talk?"

"You curse again!"

The furious Katniss could no longer suppress her anger and punched the red-haired girl in the face.

"Bang!"

Accompanied by a trembling sound of gold and iron, Katniss's face changed slightly as she looked at the brown-haired man who punched her in the chest but remained motionless.

"I'm sorry, my companion offended you two with his rude words, please forgive me."

The young man who looked delicate and elegant among the three people came forward and apologized with a wry smile, then turned to look behind him.

"Venus, come over quickly and apologize to me."

"You want me to apologize? Why?"

The red-haired girl sneered, showing disdain.

Hearing this, the young man's azure eyes gradually became darker, and he raised his hand to turn a bronze ring on his right ring finger.

For some reason, the face of the red-haired girl with a bad personality changed, and a trace of fear flashed in her eyes. Finally, she seemed to be forced by some kind of pressure, and reluctantly took a few steps forward, humming lazily.

"I'm really sorry, I accidentally bumped into you..."

Hearing the sinister tone, Katniss couldn't help but clenched her fists again.

This woman is so infuriating, she has never seen someone so deserving of a beating!

"I'm already hungry, why don't we go in and eat first?"

The question that came to her ears made Katniss immediately suppress her anger and look back at her savior.

"Okay, let me order you some of the best local Thessaly dishes first!"

With that said, she ignored the three people present and took Lorne upstairs, preparing to entertain her savior wholeheartedly.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, cast a kind glance at Lorne who opened his mouth to resolve the conflict, and then gave orders to the man and woman beside him.

"Venus, Mars, we have something to do today, let's go."

Upstairs, Lorne, who was sitting at the table, looked at the three people leaving and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Venus, the god of love and beauty... Mars, the god of war...

Isn't this another name for the twelve main gods of Olympus?

They actually used the name of a future god. Who are they?

"Don't be stunned, eat, eat, eat! After you finish eating, I will take you to see King Admetus!"

Katniss on the side woke up Lorne who was deep in thought and greeted him warmly.

The hospitality was so great that Lorne and Medea had no choice but to put aside their distracting thoughts and start enjoying this sumptuous meal.

After eating for more than two hours, everyone was satiated. Katniss settled the bill with satisfaction and walked into the palace with Lorne.

With Katniss, the local god-blood hero, accompanying them, the two of them had a smooth journey and met Admetus, the king of Thessaly, in the palace.

Nowadays, the man in power has entered middle age, with long black hair shawl, a gentle and majestic look, and eyes with depth and wisdom accumulated over the years.

Beside the king sat a man with an ancient face, full beard, thick joints in his hands, and a burly figure. The javelin and shield beside him were much larger than those of others.

If it weren't for the occasional sharpness in his eyes, he looked more like an old farmer than a warrior to outsiders.

At first, Loen didn't know the identity of this "old farmer", but as Caenis called out his name, his eyes couldn't help but have a bit of strange colors.

Telamon, the father of the demigod hero Ajax the Great in the Trojan War.

At the same time, he was also a good friend of the great hero Hercules.

Although this "old farmer" is not good-looking, he inherited the advantages of humans - rationality and wisdom.

As far as Loen knows, Telamon is a typical example of great wisdom.

In a certain expedition against Troy, Telamon took the lead in breaking through the gate and rushed into the city, winning the highest honor, and even Hercules was left behind.

For the first time in his life, the great hero Hercules was surpassed by other heroes in battle. Under the curse of Hera's madness, he was angry, anxious and jealous.

So, Hercules lost his mind, drew his sword, and wanted to chop Telamon, who was walking in front of him, to the ground.

Telamon happened to look back and guessed Hercules' intention. He quickly bent down, collected the bricks and stones nearby and piled them up, and called his friends.

When others asked him what he was doing here, he replied: "I am building an altar here for the victor Hercules!"

This made the great hero regain his sanity and feel very ashamed. Hercules immediately bowed his head to apologize to Telamon, and joined the team to fight together.

Afterwards, the Hercules drew his bow and shot the then Trojan King Laomedon and his sons to death. In the end, only one prince survived, and the Trojans completely lost their will to fight.

In order to thank Telamon, Hercules transferred the princess of Troy to this great hero, so that he could get the beauty.

In fact, a glimpse of the leopard in the cage is enough to show how good the wisdom of this "old farmer" is.

Otherwise, he would not be able to save his head, let alone the beauty.

After all, countless heroes died directly or indirectly at the hands of the cursed son Hercules.

Compared with the heroes of the same period, although Telamon was not very powerful, he saved himself for a long time with wisdom.

Of course, what really made Loen care about this hero was not his achievements, but his bloodline.

Peleus, who died at Loen's hands, was Telamon's brother.

He actually met an enemy in such a place? I hope this demigod hero is more sensible than his brother.

Loen shook his head, muttered to himself, and then looked at the three familiar figures who appeared in the palace, frowning.

The three people I met in the morning were also there!