Greece Brings Evildoers Chapter 31

Chapter 31 What does it mean to be a Gonghuo Master (akimbo)?

In front of the abandoned temple, dozens of people coming and going in the square were busy carrying the harvest onto the boat. The bald man in charge of overseeing the work on the side glanced at the dense forest on the distant coast from time to time, and his eyebrows gradually knitted together.

Since the demigod descendant of Hermes had not returned for a long time, he was uneasy and sent two more people to investigate the situation.

 However, until now, there is still no movement on the other side.

 At dusk, the dense forest near the sea looks like a monster dormant in the darkness, chewing and devouring life, which makes people shudder.

Just when the bald man was hesitant, thunder suddenly exploded on the ground in a silent place.

 “Boom!”

Several blazing flames soared into the sky from the depths of the dense forest, and the violent shock wave that formed in an instant swept across all directions. The vegetation was broken and the rocks were turned into powder, forming a huge mushroom cloud visible to the naked eye that expanded rapidly.

Even though they were more than half an island away, the deafening explosions and the shaking ground under their feet still made many people in the square stagger.

 “Bang! Bang!”

With the dull sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, two figures, thrown out by the air waves like broken sacks, climbed up from the ground in embarrassment.

One of them had blood on his face and looked panicked.

 The other one is surprisingly Shuster, who had lost contact with him before.

At this moment, the right arm of the demigod descendant of Hermes showed a strange twist, and he was stabbed in the abdomen. Golden-red blood gushed out from several tragic wounds, and it was as pale as paper. There was almost no blood and vitality left on his face.

 “Bastard, don't even think about running away!”

At the same time, a roar of boiling murderous intent came from behind, and along with the sound of turbulent waves, several dark blue tridents roared towards them.

 “Get down!”

In an instant, the follower whose face was covered with blood suddenly jumped up and roared with all his strength. At the same time, he threw down the half-dead Shuster beside him and rolled forward.

 “Puff, puff, puff!”

Before the people in front could react, the dark blue trident that shot through the air passed over the heads of the two men and fell into the square, causing blood sprays and bursts of wailing.

While the scene was in chaos, the followers with bloodstained faces dragged the half-dead Shuster up from the ground quickly, and rushed into their own camp before the next wave of attacks arrived.

That quick reaction makes people sigh, and he is worthy of being a believer of Hermes, the **** of speed.

“What are you doing standing there? Waiting for death? Help us quickly! We've killed these people who are stealing goods!”

 As the rapid shouting reached the ears, everyone in the square who was suddenly attacked seemed to wake up from a dream.

Houst, who was inquiring about the situation in front of them, was in such a miserable situation, coupled with the wailing of his companions around him and the strong smell of blood filling the air, they subconsciously stirred up their magic power and revealed their weapons.

At this moment, several seblue lights and shadows chasing after them in mid-air seemed to be frightened by the momentum in the square. They suddenly froze, and their lips and tongues wriggled, as if they wanted to speak.

 “Don't let them cast a spell!”

A timely reminder came from the crowd, and the figure who raised his arms and shouted took the lead in throwing out the dagger in his hand, signaling a charge.

“There are few people on the other side, so go shoulder to shoulder!”

Under the example of the leader, after the surprise attack, everyone whose nerves had been stretched to the extreme followed suit, each taking out a throwing spear, hand crossbow, and short ax to say hello.

The pursuers, who also would not sit still and wait to be killed, also subconsciously fought back.

For a time, the two teams that met in the square were fighting each other. The battle became more and more intense with the clash of weapons and the continuous splash of blood.

However, no one noticed that the hero who initially boosted morale, as well as a certain half-dead Hermetic blood descendant, had disappeared in the melee.

Similarly, no one noticed that the large scarlet in the square was gradually fading away, and the blood spilled under their feet quietly seeped down to the ground in the darkness.

At this moment, southeast of the invisible island.

A short and lean figure, holding his belly that was bleeding continuously, staggered to the shore, fished out a rope tied to the reef from the sand, and pulled hard.

A moment later, a small cedar boat sailed slowly from near the reef.

Phew! Fortunately, they are all here.

Houst glanced at the deep waterline of the ship under the cover of night, breathed a sigh of relief, and slumped down on the sand, almost exhausted.

As the body and mind relax, all kinds of uncontrollable tingling surge in like a tide.

Huster couldn't help but gasped, his face twisted, and he secretly cursed a certain culprit in his heart.

This bastard's tricks are really dark!

If he hadn't just taken advantage of the chaos and pretended to be dead and got away with it, maybe he would have been silenced by this time, right?

This Hermetic demigod who survived the disaster couldn't help but feel chills running down his spine when he thought of the thrilling scene just now. He was even more grateful for his wise choice.

Although he teamed up with outsiders and acted as his own teammates, it was forced by the situation. After all, his life was in the hands of the other party and there was nothing he could do.

If you don't agree, the two fellow countrymen in the jungle who are basically very familiar with each other are the best case.

Of course, even with this rhetoric, betrayal is absolutely intolerable behavior for most teams.

 What's more, both sides lost so many people because of their conspiracy. No matter which side wins in the end, he doesn't think he will have a good ending after the two sides calm down to discuss the process and find out the crux and problems.

 Instead of staying here and waiting to die, it is better to make a fortune and run away as soon as possible. If you turn around, you may have to change your name.

Huster looked at the deep waterline of the boat in front of him, the corners of his lips curled up in pleasure, and his face was full of pride. This is the boat he secretly prepared for himself in order to avoid that bald unloader killing the donkey.

 Inside, there is a harvest prepared separately, which are the best things.

As a practitioner in the gray area who hates people and hates dogs, how can he live for a long time if he hangs out with a bunch of violent men who lick blood from their knives all day long without leaving some way for themselves?

Huster turned his head and looked mockingly at the temple square where the sound of fighting came from the island. He stood up unsteadily and climbed into his boat.

However, due to excessive blood loss and being too weak, he staggered and almost fell from the bow of the boat into the sea again.

 Fortunately, a hand stretched out from the darkness and pulled him back to the boat, and serious words of advice rang in his ears.

 “I told you to be careful.”

"Thanks…"

The subconscious response stopped abruptly. Shuster, who was trying to adjust his posture, turned his neck stiffly and looked at the nightmare that appeared in front of him like a ghost in the night. He was looking at him with a smile. Finally, he couldn't help but frown. It was sour, and the voice almost sounded like crying.

 “You, why are you here?”

 “I'm not worried about you.”

Lorne smiled, with a concerned look on his face.

“You are half dead and you are still running so far. What if you encounter danger?”

Danger? Who could be more dangerous than you on this island? !

Huster couldn't help but feel sad and angry, and had the urge to jump off the boat and run away immediately, but the oars that pushed the water out of the water had already pushed the boat into the deep sea far away from the shore.

 The bones in his right arm that had not yet been reset and the incision on his stomach that almost cut him open sent a tearing pain. He slumped on the side of the ship, and his nose seemed to be even more sore.

What escape master? What's better? It's all an illusion!

When I think about crawling out of that **** square, dragging that half-dead body, and moving little by little to this coast, I thought I was superior, but in the end, I was jumping around under the opponent's nose the whole time. , Shuster felt a chill down his spine, and at the same time he couldn't help but feel a little sad and angry.

 The other party clearly knew that he was pretending to be dead while he was in chaos and was just playing tricks on him.

However, although deep down in his heart he wanted to cut the opponent into fine pieces and throw it into the sea to feed the fish, Shuster still smoothly pulled a professional fake smile from his face and took the initiative to show his courtesy.

"You are right! This is the boat I prepared for you to leave the island. There is also a generous gift in it. They are the best goods on this island!"

This demigod showed the eloquence inherited from his ancestor Hermes when he opened his mouth, and he transformed his behavior of escaping from the battle and stealing the treasure into a thoughtful consideration for Lorne.

 Immediately, he paused, glanced at the temple square where the sound of fighting seemed to be weak, and spoke cautiously.

“Let's leave quickly now, shall we?”

 Although through a wave of superb acting skills and just the right information gap, he successfully deceived both parties.

 But as long as you calm down and think carefully, many details cannot withstand scrutiny.

Moreover, the disappearance of their two fuses is almost an irremediable loophole.

 At that time, when the other side reacts, they may face pursuit from not only one side, but both sides.

Lorne smiled, still rocking the oar unhurriedly with his hand, showing no signs of impatience, looking at the island that was gradually getting further away, and raised the corners of his lips.

“I forgot to tell you that I did something else before I caught up with you.”

"What?"

Huster was slightly startled and asked subconsciously.

"Snapped!"

Lorne let go of the oar, raised his right hand, and made a crisp snap of his fingers.

 “Boom!”

In an instant, a violent explosion came from the other side of the island, dark blue water rose into the sky, countless wood chips flew, and a broken warship slowly sank into the deep sea with billowing smoke.

At the same time, the bald man on the temple square who had just hesitated, his eyes were about to burst when he saw this situation.

 “Ship! They destroyed our ship! And everything!”

 For a time, a strong murderous aura filled the air, and the sound of clanging armor could be heard incessantly.

Their true identities are not bandits, but regular soldiers of Serifos.

Once they failed to retrieve the [Blood of Gorgon], and failed to obtain corresponding harvests to make up for the losses at sea, and the only means of transportation were destroyed, their next outcome can be imagined.

 Since we are not allowed to live, then the other side cannot even think about having an easy time!

The remaining warriors around were excited. They took off their coats one after another, revealing the standard armor on the inside, and roared angrily.

 “Fight it! Fight it with them!”

At this moment, several of the Atlantean Guards were already dizzy in the fighting. Their faces were numb and confused, and their bodies mechanically and instinctively met the human soldiers who rushed over to fight them desperately.

 (End of this chapter)

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