Greece brings evildoers

As the night grew darker, Lorne stood on the bow of the Argo, looking at the sea in ecstasy. The biting wind blew in from the sea, and it was as cold as a knife, making people feel chilly.

As a burst of hot aroma from behind entered his nostrils, Lorne came back to his senses and turned to look behind him.

Medea was holding a clay pot with one hand and a food box, and quietly came behind him.

"There is fresh fish soup in the jar. I just took it off the stove. It is still very hot and can be used to ward off the cold. There are fried fish steaks in the food box, which tastes very good. Try it, senior brother."

The girl introduced in a low voice while taking out the carefully prepared food.

Although after a hundred years, the princess of Colchis has long since shed her physical youth, and her figure has become sexy and enchanting, but because she was so well protected, she is still quite immature mentally. Even if she tries hard to hide it, He couldn't hide the worry from his heart between his brows.

After all, her senior brother had been standing on the bow of the ship for most of the day since she saw the pair of grandparents, which really made her uneasy.

Lorne saw the clues on Medea's face, couldn't help but stretch his brows, and smiled:

"Don't worry, I'm fine, I'm just a little distracted. You haven't eaten either, right? Let's sit down and eat something."

Medea nodded obediently, sat down next to her senior brother, quickly opened the food box, took out the dishes, and shared the fruits of her labor together.

As a seasoned central air conditioner, Lorne did not forget to comment on the pros and cons of each dish at a professional level during the tasting process, and praised Medea's increasingly superb cooking skills.

Under the deliberate flattery of a certain veteran, Medea couldn't help but blush, and gradually forgot the original purpose of her coming.

After the little girl, who was completely lost in the sweet talk, hurriedly packed the lunch box and ran back to the kitchen with a red face, the smile on Lorne's face gradually faded, and he turned to look at the deep black Sea of ​​Oceanus. , the gloom burst out in his eyes.

Originally, he was doubtful about the old man's statement, but as the Argonaut advanced toward the Peloponnese Peninsula, he actually didn't sense the aura of the gods.

Even the monsters and monsters that originally lived in the Oceanus Sea were extremely rare.

A certain sense of obscurity filled the world, getting stronger the closer it got to mainland Greece, as if it was invisibly suppressing the growth of the earthly race.

——The power of [Destiny]?

Lorne opened his palms, looked at the golden flames that had shrunk in size, and frowned deeply.

Half an hour later, the sound of the surrounding waves gradually weakened, and the winding coastline came into view.

Finally, it’s here…

The rhythm of Lorne's heartbeat was inexplicably disordered, and there was a strange feeling of nostalgia in his eyes.

After more than two hundred years, he successfully returned to his homeland, but Greece has undergone earth-shaking changes. The missing relatives and friends do not know whether they are alive or dead. It is really a twist of fate.

Just as Lorne was sighing secretly, his eyes sharply shrank, and he looked at the large dust in the moonlight with a cold expression.

There is movement on the shore!

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Boom!

Under the dull roar, the boulders rolled over the ridge and rolled down. The big brown-black horse running on the narrow road and pulling at the front was unable to dodge and was hit directly. His brains were shattered and his hooves fell softly.

The two remaining horses neighed in fright and stepped back with their hooves, and the galloping carriage was immediately forced to stop.

"Robbery!"

A group of robbers, shouting excitedly, moved from top to bottom to surround the carriage caught on the mountain road. Stone locks and javelins thrown along the way fell heavily, constantly hitting the stagnant target.

Bandits, damn it!

Under the cold moonlight, a tall, elegant and heroic woman with long brown-black hair changed her face slightly. She cursed secretly, tried hard to rein in the reins, and grabbed the rioting horse. Then she lifted up her skirt and jumped on her knees. After getting off the carriage, he decisively pulled out the sword and shield from the carriage.

Poof!

A flash of cold light flashed, and blood arrows spurted out from the throat of the tall bandit who rushed forward. The man dropped his weapon in fear, covered his wound, and gasped, but he still couldn't stop the blood splattering on his neck.

With the loss of blood, the tall bandit fell to the ground in a moment, his face turned pale and he stopped twitching.

During this period, the dagger in the hand of the woman with long brown and black hair flew up and down, and with her exquisite sword skills, she slashed and killed the bandits who were preparing to grab the loot first.

The strong smell of blood filled the air. When the hundreds of bandits who arrived later saw such a fierce woman in front of the carriage, their bodies stiffened and they slowed down, with fear in their eyes.

"Gryphon? Twin Star? Spartan! Boss, this woman is from Sparta!"

"Golden deer and cypress are the carriages of the Moon Temple!"

When the distance got closer, several knowledgeable bandits used the moonlight to see clearly the swords, shields and the emblems on the carriages, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

At first it seemed that the leader was a woman, and they thought they had encountered a weak and bully lamb. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a she-wolf that was not easy to mess with and broke into the mountains.

"It's good to know! We are the special envoys of Sparta, and we have an important mission on this trip!"

The woman shouted coldly, and at the same time pulled off the pocket from her waist, threw it at the feet of the bandits, and added kindness and power.

"This is a bag of golden Zeus. Just take it. It will be enough to make you happy for a few months. Get out of the way immediately. I promise that I will not pursue your offense. Otherwise, there will be no end to the Spartans waiting for you." Revenge and the pursuit of the Moon Temple!"

Amidst the jingling sound, pieces of Zeus's gold rolled down to the surroundings, making a pleasant and alluring sound.

Gulu...

The bandits swallowed their saliva and looked greedy, but no one came forward.

Immediately, a strong man wearing bronze armor and a half-inch scar on his face pushed away the bandit who was about to move in front of him, stepped on the money bag on the ground under his feet, and looked greedily at the heroic woman.

"I want both the money and the people! It's rare to encounter such a smart guy, and you still want to run away? Just stay down and let the brothers have enough fun before we talk!"

The words of the suspected bandit leader immediately ignited the greed and lust in the hearts of his bandits.

That's right, not only will you make more money by taking down this bitch, but you'll also feel great!

As long as the work is done cleanly, who knows who did it?

The bandits had lustful and greedy looks in their eyes. They almost took off the Spartan envoy's clothes on the spot, and at the same time, waving swords, shields and spears, they moved forward to surround him.

"Protect your lord!"

The few accompanying Spartan warriors immediately roared and formed a battle formation, fighting against these bandits who didn't know the heights of the sky.

The priestess with long brown and black hair was definitely not a flower vase. She snorted coldly, and while the bandits were being held back, she immediately stepped forward and pointed her dagger directly at the audacious bandit leader.

boom!

However, the red and black ether shook, the air exploded, and the wind stirred. The bandit leader who raised his shield to resist the blow did not move at all. On the contrary, the priestess took a few steps back, her arms numb.

Divine blood warrior? How come there are divine descendants among the bandits!

Have the Greek states become so corrupt? Can't even keep the precious divine blood warriors?

The priestess looked at the several Spartan soldiers who were locked in a bitter battle and the hundreds of bandits who were advancing and retreating in an orderly manner. Her heart sank, and a thick haze accumulated in her eyes.

No, they can still fight, they are regular troops!

"I thought you were such a powerful girl, but this is what happened? Or should I let my baby play with you?"

At the same time, the bandit leader in the shadow waved his hand with a ferocious smile, and a monster with shaggy hair and three heads, a lion, a goat, and a poisonous snake, was pulled out from the crowd.

Two tall, thin men in black robes waved their wands to lift the suppression spell, and the monster that escaped immediately roared and rushed toward the carriage.

Magician? Are there any domesticated chimeras?

The priestess's pupils shrank, and before she had time to remind them, the ferocious monster rushed down the mountain and instantly beat several Spartan warriors into a pulp, and the battle formation collapsed.

"Beast!" The priestess' eyes were splitting when she saw the tragic death of her companion. She immediately raised her sword and shield and rushed towards the vicious beast.

"Bang!"

A sharp lion's claw came quickly, and the priestess hurriedly raised her shield to fight it, but the strong force penetrated the shield and caused her to stagger into the carriage.

Immediately afterwards, the priestess' eyes were blurred, and the bronze dagger was bitten into a puddle of iron filings by the Chimera's open bloody mouth.

The foul-smelling wind blew towards her face. From the corner of her eye, the priestess caught a glimpse of the death of her accompanying teammates, and her face was suddenly filled with a look of despair.

puff!

At the critical moment, a sharp air-piercing sound exploded, and the three heads of the Chimera exploded and turned into a thick mist of blood.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the monster who had easily dispatched a team of ten Spartans fell to the ground. After a few twitches, he stopped moving completely and became a corpse that gradually lost its remaining warmth.

The priestess turned her eyes and looked at the weapon that killed the Chimera on the tree trunk, and couldn't help but look shocked.

Pebbles?

"Who! Dare to do this?! Get out of here!"

The thief leader's eyes were twitching, and while he was shouting fiercely and inwardly, he looked around to find the target.

Puff puff puff puff!

However, as soon as he finished speaking, there were several explosions in the air nearby. The bandits surrounding the carriage, holding their throats with gurgling blood, fell to the ground in fear.

At the same time, the surrounding vegetation was trembling, and a vague figure was swimming among the bandits at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. Wherever the black cold light passed, all the bandits along the way were beheaded.

Even though the blood was flowing freely like red rain, the blurry figure walking among the bandits remained spotless, like the god of death gracefully wielding his scythe.

monster!

Seeing that in a few breaths, more than a hundred of his men were slaughtered, and the two magicians had their heads exploded by a stone before they could speak. The whites of the bandit leader's eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes of fear, and he Instinctively, he rushed towards the carriage, intending to snatch a war horse and escape from this ghost place that had become a slaughterhouse.

Although he received a death order to intercept the Spartan messenger, if he escaped, he would definitely be thrown into the cellar and fed to the monsters.

But his intuition told him that this guy who came out halfway was a thousand times more terrifying than the monster.

Staying here is definitely a dead end!

puff!

But before the bandit leader could rush to the carriage, the vague figure threw out the weapon in his hand and nailed his palm to the rafters of the carriage.

Branch?

Seeing the murderous weapon pierced through his palm, the bandit leader's fear became even more intense.

A pair of purple eyes looked over, deep and cold:

"Whose people are you? Why did you want to kidnap and kill the Spartan envoy? Tell me honestly, and I will consider sparing your life."

"I'm not..."

"puff!"

The blood suddenly appeared, and the branch that penetrated the bandit leader's palm was violently stirred at the wound, causing unparalleled pain.

"Last chance, say, or die!"

The cold voice was full of murderous intent, as if it would freeze a person's soul.

The thief leader shuddered, his desire to survive overcame his courage, and he stammered with a pale face:

"Yes..."

"Boom!"

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, his entire head exploded, and the headless body twitched a few times, and fell straight to the ground.

"Someone actually cursed him?"

The figure in the moonlight frowned at the headless corpse on the ground, then looked aside, trying to squeeze out a gentle smile from his face, and spoke again.

"What about you? What's your name?"

"Ge, Geguo, a priest of the Moon Temple..."

The woman answered in a dry voice, swallowing her saliva unconsciously.

Geguo? The Spartan queen who will shine in the future and is said to have ruled Greece?

Loen raised his eyebrows, somewhat surprised that he could meet a future celebrity just after landing, and then slowed down his tone and said:

"Don't worry, I am an old acquaintance of your Princess Helen. If it is convenient, why not tell me what is wrong with Sparta? Maybe I can help."

Hearing the other party's initiative to show goodwill and self-introduction, Ge Guo looked at the corpses lying around, pondered for a moment, and said in a deep voice:

"As you can see, Sparta is indeed in big trouble: King Agamemnon of Mycenae has sent a large army to besiege Sparta and force the princess to marry him. I am going to Athens to ask for help. I hope Ares Mountain will mediate for the sake of our former allies."

"Agamemnon wants to marry Helen? Did I hear it right? Isn't he Helen's brother-in-law?"

Loen was stunned when he heard this, and felt a little incredible.

Because in the original historical trajectory, the one who pursued Helen should be Agamemnon's younger brother Menelaos, who also took advantage of this to become the king of Sparta and control the powerful army of Sparta.

At this time, Gogo's face showed a trace of embarrassment, and he seemed to be a little ashamed to say the reason:

"Because Princess Clytemnestra eloped with a visiting prince from Troy, and secretly took away a lot of treasures and women from the Mycenae palace. King Agamemnon felt insulted, so he led his troops to besiege Sparta and asked Princess Helen to marry him as compensation."

"Could that Trojan prince be called [Paris]?"

"Yes! Do you know?"

Lorne nodded, with a strange look on his face.

Of course he knew, because this Prince Paris was the fuse of the Trojan War!

It's just that in his original destiny, he abducted Helen, and now it's Helen's sister-King Agamemnon's wife Clytemnestra.

It's a mess, it's all a mess!

Loen took a deep breath, suppressed his messy thoughts, and asked in a deep voice:

"Where is the King of Sparta? He didn't show any reaction when he was blocked at his doorstep? I don't remember you Spartans having such a good temper."

Gago pursed his lips and looked at Princess Helen's old friend in front of him with some suspicion:

"Your Majesty and the Queen have long passed away, and now Princess Helen is in power. Therefore, the throne of Sparta has been vacant for a long time, and the people in the country are uneasy, which has attracted the covetousness of those who are interested."

"What? Father and mother passed away?"

The Spartan twins who came from the ship and happened to hear this sentence were like meteors across the sky, landing on the mountain road in holy clothes, with a livid face.