Greece brings evildoers.

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 supervising 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 was 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!"

Accompanied by 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 a bloody face and looked panicked.

And the other one was surprisingly Shuster, whom he had lost contact with 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, roars 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 trembled and roared with all his strength. At the same time, he threw down the half-dead Shuster beside him and rolled forward.

"Puff puff!"

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

Just when 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 response makes people sigh, and he is worthy of being a believer of Hermes, the God of Speed.

"What are you doing standing still? Are you waiting to die? Come on, help us! We've killed these people who are trying to steal the goods!"

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

Seeing the situation in which Shuster, who was inquiring about the situation, was in such a miserable situation, coupled with the wails of his companions around him and the strong smell of blood that filled the air, they subconsciously stirred up their magic power and revealed their weapons.

At this moment, the several sea-blue 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 immediately 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 leader's demonstration, everyone, whose nerves had been stretched to the extreme after being attacked, followed suit, each taking out a throwing gun, hand crossbow, and short ax to say hello.

The pursuers, who also would not sit still and wait for death, also subconsciously fought back.

For a moment, the two teams that met in the square were fighting each other, and 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.

Likewise, no one noticed that the large scarlet patches on the square were fading unconsciously, 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 powerful figure stumbled to the shore, clutching his bleeding belly. He fished out a rope tied to the reef from the sand and pulled hard.

After a while, a small cedar boat sailed slowly from near the reef.

call! Fortunately, they are all here.

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

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

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

This bastard's tricks are really dirty!
If he hadn't just taken advantage of the chaos to pretend to be dead and get through, maybe he would have been silenced by this time, right?

The 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, and was even more grateful for his wise choice.

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

If you don't agree, the two fellow villagers 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 manpower because of their conspiracy. No matter which side won in the end, he didn't think he would have a good ending after the two sides calmed down to discuss the process and find out the crux and problems.

Rather than stay here and wait for death, it is better to make a fortune and run away as soon as possible, or change your name if you turn back.

Shuster 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 prevent that bald man from killing the donkey.

Inside, there is also 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 out for himself?

Shuster turned his head and looked mockingly at the temple square where the sounds of fighting were heard on the island. He stood up unsteadily and climbed onto 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 ship, 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, and finally couldn't help but twitch his nose. It was sour, and the voice almost sounded like crying.

"You, why are you here?"

"I'm not worried about you."

Lorne smiled and complained with concern 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? !

Shuster couldn't help complaining with grief and anger, and had the urge to jump off the boat and run away immediately, but the oars that pushed the water away had already pushed the boat into the deep sea far away from the shore.

And along with the unreplaced bones in his right arm and the incision on his stomach that almost cut him alive, there was 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 bloody 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 crawling 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 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!"

When the demigod opened his mouth, he displayed the eloquence inherited from his ancestor Hermes, and he transformed his behavior of escaping from battle and stealing treasures into a thoughtful consideration for Lorne.

Immediately, he paused, glanced at the temple square where the sound of fighting seemed to be a little 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 be facing the pursuit of not one side, but two 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?"

Shuster 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 sawdust 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, saw this situation and his eyes were about to burst.

"Ship! They destroyed our ship! And everything!"

For a moment, 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 the [Blood of Gorgon] is not retrieved, and the corresponding harvest is not obtained to make up for the losses at sea, and the only means of transportation are destroyed, their next ending can be imagined.

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

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

"Fight! Fight 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)