Greece Brings Evildoers Chapter 322

Chapter 322 This girl is a man! (Achieved 6.2k per day, please vote)

 “A sneeze!”

On a lush island that looked like a paradise, Artemis, who was sitting by the lake, felt an inexplicable chill and sneezed heavily.

Who is talking about me behind my back?

The Huntress murmured, brushing away the magic array with the sun emblem on the ground, and turned to look at the tall girl behind her with red hair and a golden crown.

The girl's long red hair is tied into a beautiful bun on the back of her head, her skin is vibrant in color, and she wears unique clothes made of soft fabrics and leather. The whole body is exuding a kind of vitality to the surroundings. The height of the body is nearly two meters, and the movements of his hands and feet exude an indescribable sense of sharpness.

Artemis gently twirled the silver hair on her shoulders and asked with a slight smile.

"Hippolyta, you heard the news from Apollo just now. What do you think?"

"My Lady Goddess, the Amazons are willing to be your spears and swords, at your disposal, to fight for your honor!"

The girl raised her hand to hammer her chest and answered solemnly.

Artemis heard this and nodded with satisfaction.

Amazon, also translated as Amazon, is the country of women.

But they are not gentle and charming women attached to men in the conventional sense, but strong and martial female warriors. Conquering them is a dangerous dream that every Greek hero has had.

According to its actual geographical location, the Amazon is located on the banks of the Termedon River in Asia Minor. On its territory, there are both broad plains and dense jungles, as well as crystal clear mountains covered with ice and snow, and long flat coasts.

The complex terrain and environment have cultivated the Amazon people's nature of conquering nature and being fierce and brave.

Here, the usual status of men and women is reversed, and nine sisters headed by Queen Hippolyta rule the entire Amazon tribe.

As the children of Ares, the God of War, and the Moon God Priest, they were born with extraordinary talents and abilities. Therefore, the women represented by them have absolute dominance over the Amazon tribe.

Usually, women make a living by plundering. They learn to fight and kill since childhood, and when they grow up, they become warriors and conquer all directions.

In order to breed offspring and breed better bloodlines, they robbed or traded men, brought them to the Amazon tribes to breed, and then threw them out after they were done.

If the offspring is a boy, he will be killed or made into a slave. If the offspring is a girl, he will stay and be raised to be a warrior like them.

In view of the strong fighting power of this tribe, both the Moon God and the God of War want to spread their faith here.

After several rounds of confrontation, Artemis has gradually gained the upper hand.

The latest queen of the Amazons, Hippolyta, the red-haired girl in front of the lake, has sworn allegiance to Artemis, the goddess of hunting.

She is the most beloved daughter of the God of War among the nine sisters. She is the most heroic, perseverant, and wisest among the female warriors. She was given a new [War God's Belt] by Ares as a symbol of power and glory.

In the legend of the Amazons, she can draw Apollo's bow, shoot through the armor forged by Vulcan, control Poseidon's dragon, and pass through Zeus's thunder array! When she was wearing a blood-red war robe and driving a bronze chariot, everyone seemed to see the God of War descending into the world in the body of a woman.

Hippolyta's side has basically announced that the faith of the Amazons has been settled.

Artemis was very pleased with Hippolyta's no-nonsense statement, waved her hands lightly, and spoke in a deep voice.

"In that case, you can go to Thessaly for me."

"As you command, Lady Goddess!"

Hippolyta nodded solemnly, and under the gaze of Artemis, turned and walked out of the dense forest, ringing the bell for the Amazon Moon Temple to gather.

A few days later, at the gate of Arcadia City.

Medea held her wand in her arms and walked along the roadside waiting. It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that she saw a familiar figure rushing towards her.

"Senior brother, didn't you agree to do it in the morning? Why are you so late?"

"Ahem, maybe it's because I have too much official work recently and I'm overworked, so I accidentally slept too much."

Lorne coughed dryly and replied, his eyes a little wandering.

Can you deal with official duties until you have scratches and bite marks on your neck?

Medea's eyes scanned the series of remaining evidence of guilt on someone's body, she blinked and smiled playfully.

"If we're not done yet, why don't we stay in Arcadia for a few more days?"

"Let's go! Let's go now!"

Upon hearing this, Lorne summoned the bronze chariot without hesitation, dragged Medea directly into the chariot, waved the whip without any explanation, and ordered the horses to set off as quickly as possible.

The impatient look was like escaping from a devil's cave.

It wasn't until the chariot drove several kilometers away that Lorne dared to look back slightly, looking at the Royal City of Arcadia with only a vague outline remaining with lingering fear.

In just a few days, he finally understood how terrifying cats in estrus can be.

Not to mention perpetual motion machines, I also prefer some thrilling gameplay.

For example, while knocking down his teacher in front of the Moon Temple, he asked the goddess he believed in for an heir...

I'm not afraid of simply having fun with Lorne, but playing like this under Artemis's nose is really a bit too exciting.

He was really afraid that his moon-type girlfriend would reveal his adultery with Atalanta one day with a sudden glance, and then she would activate the Shura field mode in anger and rush over from Paradise Island to hunt him down.

For the sake of his blood pressure and heart, Lorne decided to run first.

Therefore, along the way, he rushed to Thessaly in a hurry, eager to devote himself to the great cause of protecting mankind.

So in just a few days, the two of them arrived at the border of Thessaly.

The galloping chariots continued on their way through the rugged roads of the mountains of Thessaly. However, when passing through a dense forest, the crisp sound of gold and iron was faintly heard from the forest. Lorne suddenly tightened the reins and looked at the source of the sound.

"It seems like a centaur?"

Medea pointed to the dozens of unique horse hoof prints on the side of the road and spoke as a reminder.

Lorne nodded, put the bronze chariot back into the coat of arms, and took Medea into the dense forest: "Let's go and have a look!"

At this time, inside the dense forest.

A tall female warrior with a wheat complexion, holding a gun and shield, and wearing silver armor was fighting fiercely with a group of centaurs alone.

"Bah! You four-hoofed beasts actually dare to run wild on my territory, and you dare to steal a bride in front of me. Do you really think there is no one in Thessaly?"

The female warrior cursed, flew up a spear and knocked down a charging centaur, stepped on the centaur's head, and spat at the defeated general in front of her.

At this time, there were more than a dozen centaurs lying around her.

And her rude and irritable behavior, coupled with her self-proclaimed "I", make this outstandingly beautiful female warrior seem quite inconsistent in terms of gender. The centaur leader, wearing a bronze mask and holding a giant axe, looked at the exposed skin of the female warrior in front of him with wide eyes and mocked angrily.

"Battlefield...women...go away...you are only worthy of lying on the bed and sticking your butts out!"

"Hahahaha. What you said is really interesting. Try saying it again. I will chop off your head before you open your mouth."

When the female warrior heard this, she became furious and crushed the centaur's head on the ground with her foot. A ferocious look on her face that was inconsistent with her beautiful appearance appeared on her face. She raised her gun and shield and charged towards the centaur leader with great force.

"Dare you look down on me? It's your uncle's fault!"

When the centaur leader saw this, he immediately pulled out a bronze throwing spear behind him and shot at the female warrior who rushed over.

The female warrior waved her round shield and easily blocked the spear, sneering disdainfully.

"You still want to sleep with me? Haven't you eaten? You are an animal with four hooves!"

Immediately, she threw out the spear in her hand, pierced the body of the centaur leader with violent force, and nailed him to a tree.

"It looks like mine is still hard and big."

The female warrior who succeeded in one attack turned on the taunting mode again, spitting out cold and obscene words from her mouth, and then stepped forward, trying to reach out and pull out the spear that had penetrated the centaur and the tree trunk.

However, as soon as he raised his hand to hold the gun barrel, a strange flow of red and black mud poured out from the centaur leader's wound and wrapped around the female warrior's arm like a snake.

What the hell? !

The female warrior was startled and was about to give up and retreat, but unexpectedly, a strong feeling of heaviness came from her feet.

She looked down and suddenly realized that her legs had been stuck in a puddle of red and black mud at some point. Some kind of indescribable cold breath spread to her body along her arms and legs, making her body feel weak and dizzy. .

"She can't move!"

"Get rid of it! Get rid of it!"

The surrounding centaurs noticed something strange and couldn't help shouting excitedly.

"Come on, let's see if I don't tear you four-hoofed animals alive!"

The female warrior gritted her teeth and roared, her face full of murderous intent.

The centaurs who had seen this woman's fierce side were intimidated by this momentum and did not dare to step forward.

Just as the field was reaching a deadlock, a smarter centaur suddenly had an idea and shouted loudly.

"Cut down the tree! Cut down the tree!"

Upon hearing this, the centaurs' eyes lit up, and they waved their weapons, pushing the fallen trees around them towards the female warrior who was unable to move on the field.

Facing the falling giant trees, the female warrior who was unable to move was immediately knocked to the ground, and her whole body almost sank into the red-black mud flow at her feet.

She barely raised her body and cursed angrily.

"Damn bastard! It's useless to use dirty tricks. If you have the ability, let me out!"

However, the centaurs were obviously not martial creatures. Seeing that the attack was effective, they continued to push the felled trees towards the female warriors on the field.

Facing the trees that kept pressing on her body, the female warrior gradually lost her strength. Half of her face was sunk into the red-black mud flow that appeared inexplicably on the ground, and her breathing became increasingly difficult.

Seeing that she seemed to be crushed to death by these trees, the humiliated female warrior endured the dizziness of the red and black mud and let out an unwilling roar.

"One-on-one! Damn one-on-one!"

In response, the centaurs responded with a giant tree with three people hugging each other.

With the trembling sound of the tree trunk breaking, the ancient tree that was pushed down by the combined force hit the female warrior on the ground hard.

"Bang!"

At the critical moment, a figure as fast as thunder came through the air and punched the falling giant tree. The entire tree was instantly torn apart under the devastation of the huge force, turning into fragments flying all over the sky, shooting in all directions.

The centaurs who were caught off guard were pricked with blood by the whistling wooden thorns. They couldn't help but cover their cheeks and screamed repeatedly.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

With an angry roar, the centaurs brandished guns, shields and giant axes, rushing towards the intruders who were causing trouble on the field, preparing to cut them into pieces.

However, before they could rush to the man, dozens of purple-red magic streams shot out from the dense forest, instantly blasting through the heads of a dozen centaur companions.

With just one blow, the furious centaurs were instantly awakened.

Waves of fear filled their hearts, and they hurriedly retreated, trying to escape from this **** battlefield.

But as soon as they turned around, they saw dozens of silver-gray skeletons holding swords and shields, walking out in groups from the other side of the dense forest, completely blocking their way back.

Faced with attacks from both sides, the centaurs turned their not-so-smart minds and rushed towards the nearest uninvited guest with gritted teeth.

Take him hostage first!

After seeing the centaurs' choice, Medea, who was not far away, raised her little hand and covered her eyes with pity.

After a familiar sound of flesh tearing, Lorne shook off the remaining flesh on his hands, lowered his head and lifted the last piece of wood, pulled out the female warrior buried underneath, and asked in a deep voice.

"Hey, can you still do it?"

"Death, I can't die..."

The female warrior, half leaning on Lorne's shoulder, opened her mouth and answered feebly.

Lorne nodded and continued to ask.

"What's your name? Where do you live?"

"Caennis... color... Thessalians..."

The female warrior tried her best to spit out her last answer, but then she could no longer suppress the dizzy feeling in her head that was stronger than ever before. Her vision went dark and she fell directly into Lorne's arms.

Is it her?

Lorne glanced at the sturdy beauty with wheat-skinned skin and full of exotic charm in his arms, then looked at the gradually fading red and black mud on the ground, then turned to look at the fallen grass somewhere in the dense forest, frowning slightly.

There seems to be something wrong with the world of Thessaly.

(End of chapter)

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