Greece Brings Evildoers Chapter 47

Chapter 47 Hestia's Lament

Hum, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump!

Lorne took a few steps back to stabilize his body. The muscles on his face twitched slightly, but his eyes became more fervent and determined.

It hurts, it hurts!

But, he can still move and has not lost yet!

“Come again!”

With a low roar, the blood-soaked figure strode forward, slashing at the majestic god.

“Poof!”

Still in vain, another scar was etched on the blasphemous body.

“Come again!!”

As a ray of light in the sky rose from the sea and sprinkled onto the messy garden, Athena waved her hand and struck out the last sword.

Lorne got up from the ground and laughed heartily in pain.

Since you won't die, why fear failure or death?

This opportunity is rare. He needs to use this confrontation as much as possible to continuously climb the ladder to reach God and touch the power of God!

“Read well, study hard…!”

Lorne, who was dripping with blood, stood up with a laugh. With the blessing of fighting spirit and divine blood, his body turned into a blood-red afterimage, and rushed towards the **** who was like a flat mountain peak, wielding all the speed, The strength, skill, and will of the [Sword] are several times greater than before!

Hold the branch in hand, Athena parried Lorne's [sword] again and again, and then stabbed, cut, and pierced the opposite body over and over again.

Looking at the figure in front of her, being knocked down again and again, and getting up again and again bathed in blood, the expression on Athena's face gradually changed from joking at first, to surprise, and finally to solemnity, and then she opened her lips lightly. , groaning in a low voice.

The gap is not irreparable!

A fixed number is not unchangeable!

But even so, the **** figure was so tenacious that it was almost terrifying.

“Lorne!”

Inflict pain upon life and punishment upon crime!

Over and over again, over and over again…

Fight! fighting!

After countless battlefields and endless martial arts, the mental skill body will eventually be forged into an indestructible edge with the help of the fire from the gods!

The flying flesh and blood splashed into the soil and fell into dust;

　　The remaining night fades and dawn comes.

The **** man, who had almost no skin left on his body, fell to the ground and could not get up again.

The calm voice fell, and the goddess of wisdom and war, who had always been passive in counterattacking, took the initiative to take steps for the first time.

The complex wounds are spread all over, and the bones can be seen deep;

"Come!"

Zeus, wash your neck and wait for me!

His guess was correct, he would not die.

He is extremely sane and extremely crazy.

Seeing the **** figure lying on the ground, motionless, little Medusa could no longer hold back, shouted out loud, and rushed towards the courtyard quickly.

“Don't touch him!”

However, before the little girl could wait, Athena held her shoulders, glanced at the body lying on the ground, and spoke softly.

“Don't worry, you won't die yet.”

"But…"

Little Medusa looked at Lorne, who had almost lost his human form in front of her, biting her lips tightly, feeling unbearable.

“Let him lie down because it is good for him.”

Athena on the side spoke helplessly, speaking to comfort the frightened little girl in front of her.

"I've taught what needs to be taught. How much he can understand depends on him. During this period, it's best for no one to touch him."

“Just let him lie down like this?”

Little Medusa pursed her lips, her eyes filled with worry.

“Will you catch a cold? What if it rains?”

Seeing Medusa's aggrieved expression, Athena sighed and waved helplessly.

"If you are really worried, you can take care of me here."

"Um!"

With permission, little Medusa nodded heavily, rushed forward quickly, squatted on the ground and guarded Lorne.

Looking at the little Medusa who never left her side, it was Athena's turn to feel a little worried. She couldn't help but warn her again and again.

“Remember, if you don't want to disturb his rest, you'd better not move around, otherwise, his suffering will be in vain.”

After saying that, Athena walked into the corridor and waved to the goddess Nikki who was standing aside.

“We should go.” “Didn't you say you want to stay here for the Harvest Festival?”

Niji tilted her head and looked at her master in confusion, with some reluctance on her face.

“Are you sure you want to stay here?”

Athena rolled her eyes at herself, a somewhat happy-go-lucky follower, pointed to a bedroom on the second floor that was shrouded in a layer of faint golden light, and spoke quietly.

“If you don't leave, she will wake up.”

Niji was stunned for a moment. Her eyes followed her master's faint gaze and landed on the vegetable garden and nursery in the backyard, which were in a mess, as if they had been trampled by a tide of beasts. She shuddered immediately.

“Click…”

The golden barrier covering a certain bedroom upstairs was shattered. The master and servant looked at each other and immediately rushed out of the house, disappearing into the vast crowd.

A moment later, an angry and painful scream sounded in a certain house and spread throughout the entire royal city of Knossos.

“My vegetable patch! My garden! Who did this?!”

　　Full of resentment spread outside the city. A certain pair of master and servant by the tree-lined avenue paused for a moment before speeding away from the scene of the crime.

At the same time, on the sea of Oceanus.

A dilapidated sampan was bumping up and down with the waves.

Two girls with long purple hair, very similar faces, and gorgeous long skirts sat elegantly on the side of the boat. Neither of them had any intention of rowing.

“When will we be able to get ashore?”

The purple-haired girl, who is relatively petite and has a more eager personality, stroked her somewhat sticky hair and couldn't help but complain first.

On the other side, a purple-haired girl with a slightly older appearance was admiring her beautiful face at the sea, her voice was neither salty nor cool.

"How do I know? Didn't you decide the direction now?"

“Oh, you didn't sail the ship into the primitive ocean first, almost crashing into the home of the Atlanteans, and then being chased around the world by them!”

The twin sister rolled her eyes and complained angrily.

“So, isn't it your turn? Come on, I'm still waiting to go ashore to get my nails done.”

The older sister handed an oar to the other side, looking like she was giving instructions to the servants.

The younger sister clenched her fists in protest and declared her dominance in a cold voice.

“I'm the captain! You should listen to me!”

"I am a customer, not your boatman. According to the rules, you should serve me. You have stained my clothes and it has been delayed for so long. I don't dislike your sailing skills, so it is reasonable."

Sister was unmoved. She sat elegantly and retorted like a noble princess with no fingers in the spring water.

“Also, let me add one more thing, I am still my sister, you have to listen to me.”

“Stop pressing this matter against me, and you will break out of the shell a few minutes earlier than me! What's the big deal? Whoever wants to be the captain can be the captain. Anyway, I don't do such rough work!”

“If you don't want to do it, don't do it…”

The two sisters sat on the sides of the boat with clear distinctions, staring at each other, letting the boat drift by the waves, neither of them had the intention to take action.

After being silent for an unknown amount of time, my sister bit her lip and spoke quietly.

“Tell me, little Medusa, can she...”

"Whether she is dead or not, can't you feel it yourself?"

Sister snorted angrily, with a hint of impatience on her elegant face, as if she didn't like discussing this topic.

The younger sister looked at the boundless Sea of Oceanus, hesitant on her face and hesitated to speak.

"But…"

“Are you bothered? If you want to go ashore, row quickly!”

Sister raised her hand and threw an oar to the opposite side, and started to give orders as usual.

The younger sister rolled her eyes and did not refute. She just sat on one side obediently.

Because her sister was holding another oar in her hand.

The water surged and the sampan moved forward quickly.

“Little fool, don't die...”

The younger sister was stunned for a moment, looked to one side, and met an indifferent face.

“What are you looking at? Rowing!”

Sister snorted angrily, her face as indifferent as before, as if she didn't care about anything as usual.

Thank you fellows, the goal has been achieved. I didn't expect so many people to respond. Thank you so much.

I've been saving my manuscripts recently, and I've been saving a lot of updates.

(End of this chapter)

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