Chapter 47 Hestia's Wail
Thump thump thump!
Loen took several steps back before he steadied himself. The muscles on his face twitched slightly, but his eyes became more fanatical and determined.
It hurts, it hurts so much!
But, he can still move and has not lost yet!
“Come again!!”
With a low roar, the bloody figure strode forward and slashed at the majestic god.
"puff!"
Still in vain, another scar was engraved on that blasphemous body.
“Come again!!!”
Lorne got up from the ground and laughed heartily in pain.
He guessed correctly, he would not die.
Since you won’t die, why fear failure or death!
This opportunity is rare, and he needs to take advantage of this confrontation as much as possible to climb the ladder to become a god and touch the power of the gods!
The gap is not unbridgeable!
Constants are not unchangeable!
Zeus, wash your neck and wait for me!
Looking at the figure in front of her, who was knocked down again and again, and climbed up again and again covered in blood, the expression on Athena's face changed from playfulness at first, to surprise, and finally to solemnity. She then slightly opened her cherry lips and murmured in a low voice.
“Watch carefully, learn well…!”
After the indifferent voice fell, the goddess of wisdom and war, who had always passively counterattacked, took the initiative to take a step for the first time.
"Come!"
Loen, covered in blood, stood up with a loud laugh. With the blessing of fighting spirit and divine blood, his body turned into a blood-red afterimage. He rushed towards the god who was like a peak on the plain, and swung his sword, which was several times faster, stronger, more skilled, and more determined than before!
Athena held a branch in her hand and blocked Ron's sword again and again, then stabbed, cut and pierced the body in front of her over and over again.
I give life with pain, and I give punishment for my sins!
Again and again, over and over again...
The wounds were so horrible that the bones were visible.
The flying flesh and blood splashed into the soil and fell into the dust;
But even so, the bloody figure was so tenacious that it was almost terrifying.
He was extremely lucid, yet extremely crazy.
Fight! Fight!
After going through countless battlefields and endless martial arts training, the mind, skills and body will eventually be forged into an indestructible edge with the help of the fire from the gods!
The night fades away and dawn comes.
As a ray of light rose from the sea and sprinkled on the devastated garden, Athena swung her hand and slashed out the last sword.
The bloody man, with almost no intact skin on his body, fell to the ground with a thud and never got up again.
"Loen!"
Seeing the bloody figure lying on the ground, motionless, little Medusa could no longer hold back. She screamed and rushed towards the courtyard.
"Don't touch him!"
However, before the little girl could do anything, Athena held her shoulders, glanced at the dead body of someone lying on the ground, and spoke with a snort.
"Don't worry, you won't die."
"But……"
Little Medusa looked at Lorne, who was almost no longer in human form, and bit her lips tightly, feeling sorry for him.
"Let him lie down because it's good for him."
Athena on the side spoke helplessly, trying to comfort the frightened little girl.
"I have taught him what I should teach him. How much he can understand depends on himself. During this period, it is best for no one to touch him."
"Just let him lie there like this?"
Little Medusa pursed her lips, her eyes full of worry.
"Will you catch a cold? What if it rains?"
Seeing Medusa's aggrieved expression, Athena sighed and waved her hand helplessly.
"If you're really worried, you can just take care of me here."
"Um!"
After getting permission, little Medusa nodded heavily, rushed forward quickly, squatted on the ground and stood guard beside 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 give her repeated warnings.
"Remember, if you don't want to disturb his rest, it's best not to move around. Otherwise, his suffering will be in vain."
After saying this, Athena walked up the corridor and waved to the goddess Nikki beside her.
"We should go now."
"Didn't you say you wanted to stay here for the Harvest Festival?"
Nikki tilted her head and looked at her master with some confusion, with some reluctance on her little face.
"Are you sure you want to stay here?"
Athena rolled her eyes at her servant god who seemed to be enjoying herself too much, pointed to a bedroom somewhere on the second floor which was shrouded in a layer of faint golden light, and spoke softly.
"If you don't leave now, she'll wake up."
Nikki was stunned, her eyes following her master's dim gaze, and fell on the messy vegetable garden and nursery in the backyard, as if they had been trampled by a tide of beasts. She shuddered immediately.
“Crack…”
The golden barrier covering a bedroom upstairs was shattered. The master and servant looked at each other and immediately rushed out of the house, their figures disappearing in the vast crowd.
After a moment, an angry and painful cry rang out in a house and spread throughout the entire city of Knossos.
"My vegetable patch! My garden! Who did this?!"
The full of resentment spread outside the city. A master and servant walking beside the boulevard paused for a moment, then sped up and fled the crime scene.
At the same time, on the Sea of Oceanus.
A tattered sampan was tossed up and down by the waves.
Two girls with long purple hair, very similar faces and wearing gorgeous long dresses, sat elegantly on each side of the boat, neither of them had any intention of rowing.
"When can we go ashore?"
The purple-haired girl, who was relatively petite and more anxious in character, stroked her slightly sticky hair and couldn't help but complain first.
On the other side, a purple-haired girl who was slightly older in demeanor was admiring her own beautiful face on the sea, her voice indifferent.
"How should I know? Isn't it you who decides the direction now?"
"Heh, it was you who first drove the ship into the primordial ocean and almost crashed into the home of the Atlanteans, and then they chased you around the world!"
The twin sister rolled her eyes and complained unhappily.
"So, it's your turn now, isn't it? Hurry up, I'm still waiting to go ashore to get my nails done."
The older sister handed a paddle to the other side, looking like she was ordering a servant.
The younger sister protested with her fists clenched, asserting her dominance in a cold voice.
"I'm the captain! You should listen to me!"
"I am a customer, not your sailor. According to the rules, you should serve me. You soiled my clothes and delayed me for so long. I am very reasonable for not disliking your sailing skills."
My sister remained unmoved. She sat upright and refuted gracefully, like a noble princess who had never had to do any housework.
"Also, let me add one more thing. I am still your elder sister. You have to listen to me."
"Don't pressure me with this. You just hatched 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 want to do such rough work!"
"If you don't want to do it, then don't do it..."
The two sisters sat on either side of the boat, staring at each other, letting the boat drift with the waves, neither of them showing any intention of taking action.
After being silent for an unknown amount of time, my sister bit her lip and spoke softly.
"You say, will little Medusa..."
"Can't you sense whether she is dead or not?"
My sister snorted unhappily, a hint of impatience showing on her elegant face, and she seemed to dislike discussing this topic.
The sister looked at the boundless Oceanus Sea, her face hesitant, and she seemed to be hesitant to speak.
"But……"
"Are you annoying? If you want to get ashore, row the boat faster!"
My sister raised her hand and threw a paddle to the other side, and started to act bossy as usual.
My sister rolled her eyes and didn't refute. She just sat obediently on the side.
Because her sister was holding the other oar in her hand.
The water surged and the sampan moved forward rapidly.
"Little idiot, don't die..."
My sister was slightly stunned, looked to the side, and met an indifferent face.
"What are you looking at? Rowing!"
My sister snorted in annoyance, her face as indifferent as before, as if she didn't care about anything as usual.
Thanks to my friends, the goal has been achieved. I didn’t expect so many people to respond. Thank you so much.
I've been saving up manuscripts recently, hoping to update them soon.
(End of this chapter)
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