Greece Brings Evildoers Chapter 313

 Chapter 313 Just because I'm weak doesn't mean you're stronger than me (4.0k)

"Roar!"

The dark ether dragon broke out half of its body from the abyss, opened its mouth and bit down on the tiny ant-like life on the ground, preparing to enjoy its first meal after waking up.

Like the power of a **** god, the surrounding air and ether stagnated and solidified, as if it had turned into a sticky quagmire. The limbs of the people trapped deep in it were stiff, and they were frozen in place like clay sculptures and wood sculptures. They could only watch the **** basin. Big mouthfuls fell.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the chilling roar broke the silence of the scene, and the sad light of thunder fell from the sky, like a falling pale silver sword, striking straight at Hippomenes in mid-air.

The dragon's body immediately retracted, roaring and waving its claws upwards, and after paying the price of several broken fingers, it crushed the lightning above Hippomenes' head.

From the looks of it, the outcome seems to be evenly matched between the two sides.

However, as the ether dragon pressed its broken claws to the ground, the stone walls of the surrounding temples flickered with light patterns, and dark mud flowed out of the abyss, adhering to the dragon's claws, and the damage was completely repaired in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this situation, Luo En, who was on the distant mountain, couldn't help but frown slightly.

Infinite regeneration? A little tricky.

"Hide, hide, come out!"

At the same time, Hippomenes, who was almost chopped into charcoal by lightning, could not help but feel his true anger. Based on the direction of several attacks, he located the source of the danger.

The ether dragon beast under him also let out a low roar simultaneously, opened its huge mouth toward the distant mountain, and made an inhaling motion.

Suddenly, the surrounding ether was swallowed up and turned into an extremely compressed red-black light group in the dragon beast's mouth.

laugh!

The next moment, a thick purple-red magic beam shot out from the mouth of the dragon beast, passing through the sky with a sharp whistling, creating a dazzling aurora in the air, and hitting the distant mountain top in an instant.

Mountains hundreds of meters high were instantly flattened, disintegrated rocks flew everywhere, and dark red magma rolled down.

Along with the air wave of the explosion, four figures fell into the crowd awkwardly, narrowly escaping with their lives.

"Finally come out, you little mice hiding in the back."

Hippomenes looked down at the four embarrassed opponents in front of him and sneered proudly.

However, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he thought of a problem that he had ignored.

The first people sent to explore the road seemed to be - five people?

The moment Hippomenes realized this, the power of the landslide and tsunami suddenly burst out from behind.

He was caught off guard and flew out with a roar like a discharged cannonball, smashing trees and rocks along the way until he slid hundreds of meters away before he stopped.

Immediately afterwards, a spear as powerful as a meteor pierced the sky, dragging the figure that stood up unsteadily from the smoke and dust for dozens of meters, and nailed it firmly to the tree trunk.

Hippomenes looked at the figure standing above the Etherdramon's head, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Lorne flew up and stomped on the raised head of the ether dragon. Suddenly, the dragon's bones shattered, soil splashed, and half of its huge head was chopped into pieces, and it fell into the abyss with a cry.

"It looks like you're not very good either."

After doing all this lightly, Lorne shook his head and commented lightly.

When Hippomenes heard this, his blood suddenly surged up, and he vomited out a large mouthful of blood mixed with organ fragments, his eyes full of confusion.

Isn't this guy the weakest among the crusaders registered?

Damn it, those sons of **** from the Temple of the Moon actually have something hidden...

The culprit's eyes gradually dimmed with endless resentment and unwillingness, and he slowly lowered his head.

Confirming that the life on the other side was gone, Lorne looked away, looked at his arm with several light-like cracks, and frowned slightly.

Sure enough, using power above the **** level is still far beyond the load for this body.

It must be resolved quickly!

Immediately, he lowered his head to look at the Etherdramon, which had once again broken free of most of its body from the abyss and had recovered from its injuries, and his eyes darkened.

It's not manipulation, it's awakening!

Therefore, it is useless even if you kill Hippomenes, this thing must be dealt with together.

"Roar!"

The giant ether dragon roared and successfully fluttered its wings into the sky. With a pair of red and black vertical pupils the size of a lantern, it stared at the tiny ant-like figure in front of it, not daring to move rashly.

The biological instinct tells it that this is the only existence on the field that can pose a threat to itself.

This human being is very strong!

Lorne slowly manifested the Holy Cloth of the Altar and the Gun of Nation-building, glanced at the silky cracks that were spreading and expanding on his arm, and spoke solemnly to the people behind him.

"I can delay it for up to thirty minutes. During this time, you can find a way to destroy that temple!"

Since the infinite regeneration ability of this ether dragon beast has nothing to do with Hippomenes, the most likely reason at present is that the Typhon Temple, which is made of flesh and blood and rocks, provided it with divine protection and created Strong home field advantage.

"good!"

At the critical moment, everyone responded in unison, and then spontaneously followed the twin brothers, Medea, and Atalanta, and rushed towards the Temple of Typhon in front of the rift.

When Etherdramon saw the actions of the people on the ground, it couldn't hold it back any longer. It raised its head and let out a violent and majestic roar, like a thunderous monarch.

In an instant, the blood in the eyes of the monsters scattered all around surged, and they all let out sharp screams, rushing towards the tiny humans trying to break into the temple like a raging tide.

The four top-level monsters endowed with the divinity of Typhon, including the White Chimera, the Sphinx, the Hydra, and the Nemean Lion, all ended up one after another.

Flames, spell bullets, and venom came overwhelmingly, and the fierce offensive made everyone's scalp numb.

"The goddess Hecate who is standing on the three-way road, she is the queen of hell, she is the guide of the souls of the living, I pray here with my lifeline - all the principles and phenomena of the world, return, trace and reconstruct!"

Medea stepped forward, chanting solemnly, and waved the moon staff forward with the last syllable in her hand.

Suddenly, the earth trembled, and stone walls broke out, sheltering everyone inside and blocking flames, curse bullets, and venom from all directions.

"Well done!"

Atalanta looked approvingly at her friend's outstanding performance, and then led the crusaders around her to quickly advance towards the temple under the cover of the magic barrier.

However, the group of Warcraft on the opposite side obviously would not give them this opportunity easily.

The giant Nemean lion roared out of the camp, using the characteristics of its steel and iron bones to smash the stone wall into pieces.

Faced with this purely physical attack, Medea's magical defense techniques were somewhat stretched.

Seeing this ferocious monster about to rush into their own camp, a low roar came from the crowd.

"let me!"

Accompanied by a rough and deep voice, the figure as tall as a giant bear roared forward like a discharged cannonball. The dark blue ocean divine power set off huge waves of light that surged and vibrated in all directions. The muscular right arm was violently blasted. On the forehead of the Nemean lion. In an instant, the brown lion running forward was like being hit by a speeding chariot. It flew dozens of meters and slammed into the group of magical beasts, directly crushing a few unlucky magical wolves into a pulp.

But soon, the rough-skinned monster climbed up from the ground, roared angrily, and led a large number of monsters to rush towards the gap he had opened earlier.

Saint Polymonus, who stood in front of the gap like a copper wall, grabbed the wine flask at his waist, took a swig, and turned around to laugh heartily.

"Brothers of the Dionysian Cult, do you still have the capacity for alcohol and courage?"

"cheers!"

Dozens of cheerful voices sounded, and the Dionysian believers took off the wine bottles from their waists and drank.

The sweet wine flows through the throat and flows to the limbs and bones. The hazy drunkenness blocks the pain. The heat of the body makes the blood pulse and awakens the power hidden in the body.

They took shaky steps and stood firmly behind Saint Polymonus, building a new high wall here with flesh and blood to block the impact of the beast tide.

Even though there is a tragic Shura battlefield ahead, the **** mortals are fearless and fearless!

"Walk!"

The twin brothers shouted violently to wake up their teammates and ordered them to continue moving forward.

As Spartan princes who had received military training since childhood, they knew what to do and what not to do at this moment.

On the battlefield, pity and sadness are the most useless emotions. If you want to save your teammates and prevent their sacrifices from being in vain, then defeat the opponent as soon as possible and destroy the temple!

But the Warcraft also understood this truth. The white Chimera King led dozens of subordinates under his command, bypassed the defense line built by the Dionysus Cult, smashed the stone wall from the flank, and rushed towards the camp of the crusaders.

"Get away!"

Pollux, the younger brother of the twins, stepped forward and struck the white chimera on the head with his sword, blasting the beast dozens of meters away.

"Leave these beasts to me, you go first!"

Pollux muttered to his brother and teammates behind him and walked out of the array.

As the elder brother, Castor nodded, without saying a word, and continued to move forward with the remaining men.

Although they were inseparable brothers, they had to be separated temporarily in order to win the final battle.

After watching the team leave, Pollux dropped the bronze sword in his hand, summoned the Holy Cloth of Gemini, cracked his finger bones, and walked toward the Chimera group with a sneer.

He is actually better at using fists than using swords.

Just to cooperate with his brother, he rarely shows this advantage in front of others.

Now, it's time to practice with these beasts!

In an instant, Pollux turned into a golden stream of light and rushed into the Chimera group, bringing with it a strong **** wind.

When the White Chimera King saw this, he was furious. He immediately turned around and faced this powerful enemy.

Just as the two sides were engaged in a fierce battle, the advancing team ushered in a new interceptor.

—A nine-headed giant snake tens of meters high!

"I come!"

Atalanta drew her bowstring and stepped out decisively.

As a believer of Artemis, she can use the Sky Bow in her hand to bring out the dual divinity of the goddess of hunting.

And the side of disease and death can just restrain the immortal monsters.

At the same time, the archer's mobility also allows her to effectively avoid close combat and avoid being attacked by the venom of Hydra.

Therefore, she did her best to intercept this time.

Atalanta first shot the monster in the head with a few arrows to attract the hatred of the Hydra, and then ran towards the outside to lure the monster, who was obviously not very intelligent, away from the team's path.

Castor, the elder brother of the twins, cast a respectful glance at the back and continued towards the temple.

During this period, monsters kept coming.

There are also magicians or divine blood warriors who are spontaneously responsible for intercepting and cutting off the rear.

Finally, after paying the price of losing more than half of his troops, Castor arrived at the gate of the flesh and blood temple with a team of less than a hundred people.

The sphinx, with wings on its back, a human face, and a crown, roared and stood up from the door of the temple, looking down gloomily at the intruders who wanted to usurp the divine power.

Needless to say, this time Castor took the initiative and led the remaining team to fight against the two gatekeeper monsters.

Under the deliberate cover of everyone, Medea, who used magic to conceal her aura and figure, rushed into the temple.

As soon as he entered the door, the strong smell of blood hit his face. In the dark and gloomy space, interlaced purple-red corridors extended in all directions.

As we walked deeper and deeper, purple-red beast eggs that looked like root nodules were scattered everywhere on the corridor.

boom!

Upon hearing the movement, a struggling figure hit the purple-red egg wall, its ferocious outline squeezing towards the afterbirth, trying to break out of the shell.

Immediately, the purple-red monster eggs stuck to the outside of the blood vessels fell down.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

Amidst the sound of the vesicles breaking one after another, dozens of monsters, large and small, emerged from the egg body and roared towards the intruders who dared to break into the temple.

When Medea saw this, she hurriedly waved her little hand.

Dragon tooth soldiers emerged from the ground one after another, waving bone swords and spear shields, guarding their masters, and met the swarm of monsters.

Fortunately, before departure, her senior brother gave her these dragon teeth as a backup source of troops. Otherwise, it would be really dangerous for a magician to break into the temple.

Thump thump thump thump—

In the dim temple, accompanied by the sound of hasty footsteps, Medea's stumbling figure ran along the entrance of the cave in a rather embarrassed manner.

Behind her, blood vessels were constantly twisting and deforming, and monsters breaking out of their shells were coming from all directions.

The spells behind him were activated one after another, but they could only delay those attacks for a moment.

Boom—

Almost at the same time, streaks of miserable lightning struck down from the foggy sky, and the majestic ether formed a sharp sword that penetrated the heaven and earth.

The thick blood-colored mist dispersed, and the invisible cold feeling disappeared.

good chance!

Medea took advantage of the opportunity when the aura of the temple was exposed, raised the [talisman of breaking all laws] in her hand, slashed and painted randomly on the surrounding walls with floating divine patterns, and finally inserted the sharp blade into the mottled bronze statue. tower.

Suddenly, a series of roars came from under the feet, and the ground shook violently. The entire temple composed of flesh and stone seemed to have its pillars removed, and the pile of blocks was about to collapse, covered with cracks.

(End of chapter)

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