Greece Brings Evildoers Chapter 27

Chapter 27 The mentality of playing tactics is dirty

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 doing standing still? Don't you have ears? Help!”

The middle-aged man with narrow cheeks 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 **** companions outside the dense forest, and anxiously rescued them.

“What about these two unsatisfactory things?”

Seeing that several of his subordinates had been busy working for a while but showing 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, and Andris has a penetrating wound in his abdomen. They are all bleeding profusely. We have used up all the potions on our body, and the army doctor didn't bring any with us either. We can't stop it at all!”

“Then carry them to a nearby place with water. The protection of the sea **** will heal them. Do I still need to teach them?”

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

Under the cold gaze of the captain, the three Guardsmen 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. He gritted his teeth and snorted coldly.

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

From behind, 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.

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'm being 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 **** 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 pursuit mission turned into an unbearable nightmare.

They were exhausted by the endless "accidents" along the way: talking trees, moving grass, trip-style magic traps connected by hair, triggered explosion runes pressed beneath by the corpses of their companions...

Coupled with that elusive desperado, who is proficient in various 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 you just take this group of remnant soldiers and go back after defeat, your career and fate can be imagined.

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

In order to send these descendants of the divine blood to be gilded in the Guards, they spent a lot of money and favors.

In the end, not only was the gold not plated, but 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 most suitable for taking the blame.

Unless he can make amends and catch the bastard, he may be able to get 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 **** and return to Poseidon Temple, 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 expressions of the two men changed and they immediately rushed to the scene. "What's wrong?"

“Poison! Someone poisoned it upstream!”

The three Guardsmen replied fearfully. Behind them, the two wounded soldiers who were hurriedly dragged out of the stream looked pale. Not only did their injuries not get better, but the **** wounds were festering at a faster pace.

"boom!"

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

—TMD, you beast!

The guards nearby also looked indignant.

Having lived so long, most of the opponents they have encountered, whether they are Titans or gods and monsters, rely on their strength and fists, and they rush directly to fight with their bare arms and roars. Then, the winner stood and the loser lay down.

Even those who are cunning and intelligent targets tend to have relatively crude methods, and they often adopt some auxiliary strategies for combat.

How is this kind of old villain who is also poisoning, digging holes, laying traps, and conducting sneak attacks? He has made conspiracy mainstream and an art form.

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

“That **** must be nearby! Andrew, take two people to take the wounded soldiers to the beach, and the rest follow me! Chop this **** 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.

Since 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 solid 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 let out thunder-like 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 better 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 two people will be involved. This virtually increased the number of combat casualties.

At first, Lorne thought the same way and did not kill him directly.

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

Furthermore, 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.

Hence, 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.

At present, according to the prompts of [Blessing of the Artisan 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, and there should be usable beeswax in them.

Time is running out, so hurry up!

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

“Found it, over there!”

The six pursuers who came quickly also discovered the target and rushed towards the culprit with numerous evil deeds.

(End of this chapter)

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