Kohler continuously activated his teleportation ability, using the monster's body as a springboard to move quickly. When the third teleportation ended, the front was suddenly clear, with only a few scattered monsters wandering aimlessly in the ravine-crissed wasteland.
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"I finally came out. As long as I am alone, I can easily leave here..."
After escaping, Kohler couldn't help but have the idea of escaping, but immediately the terrifying figure of the Spartan filled his mind.
"If I just run away like this, I'm afraid I'll be beaten to a pulp by that Spartan..."
Kohler suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind, looked up and quickly looked for the direction to move forward, but at this moment, on a slightly raised slope behind him, the figure of a little devil suddenly appeared.
There was a warning sign in Kohler's heart, and he had no time to activate his teleportation ability. His body subconsciously jumped forward, but when his body was still in mid-air, he felt a burning tingling sensation on his back.
"Hmph..." Kohler groaned in pain. After the severe pain, a sense of weakness came like a tide. The evil spirit of the underworld was infected with the little devil's claws. As long as it scratched a little flesh, it would quickly enter through the blood.
In the human body, the symptoms are like cold syndrome, which makes people's limbs weak, and those who are weak may even die slowly in the pain of weakness.
Kohler's body shook as he ran wildly, and he could clearly hear the little devil's piercing and ferocious laughter clinging to his back like maggots on the tarsal bones.
Even using magic tools to teleport requires a certain amount of physical and mental energy. If you force teleport while unconscious, it will have unpredictable consequences. When you tear open the cracks in the passage, you will be torn apart by the power of space.
It was shattered into pieces, or teleported to a place where it could no longer stand, and its body was buried deep underground, and was finally crushed to death by the earth.
In the desolate Jedi, Kohler's unique scent of living human blood permeated the surroundings very clearly, and scattered monsters smelled the scent and began to gather towards him.
At this moment, there was a faint vibration on the ground beneath his feet, as if a huge thing was walking towards him.
In Kohler's current weak state, if he encounters a powerful monster again, there is no chance of survival.
"Am I going to die here..."
Kohler couldn't help but raise his head and look in the direction of the huge monster. He wanted to see clearly what kind of monster he would be buried in.
But a strangely familiar voice suddenly came from the huge monster.
"Kohler, why do you appear here alone!"
Kohler stood there blankly, as if he couldn't believe that the savage Spartan could actually have a relationship with such a terrifying giant monster.
The phantom of a huge wild boar suddenly appeared in the air, covered in hideous scales and armor, so lifelike that it didn't look like a phantom at all.
After the phantom of the Erymanthus boar appeared, it immediately charged, and the huge shield-like horn hit Kohler hard on the back.
boom!
The concussive force directly blew the wasteland into pieces. Kohler's fragile body was like a leaf swaying in the wind and rain. He flew out helplessly and was caught by the blood bear's huge paw in mid-air.
Kratos looked at Kohler, who had not yet recovered from the panic, and roughly understood the reason in his heart, so he stopped delaying and ordered the blood bear to lead them to rush towards the location of the canyon ahead.
When Kratos arrived, two more guards had already died, and most of the remaining guards were injured. Only Luca and a few others were still struggling to support themselves. As long as Kratos arrived a little later, I'm afraid the third prince
It will be torn into pieces and become the prey of these monsters in the underworld.
In everyone's horrified eyes, the Blood Bear was like the King of Destruction. With one palm strike, the landslide and the ground immediately exploded. A large number of low-level monsters were instantly killed with one strike. The red souls floated out from the corpses. Finally, they were roared wantonly in mid-air.
Boar Phantom Absorb.
"Don't be nervous. This is the beast soul I summoned. It has 100 horsepower. These low-level monsters are no match at all."
The blood bear's huge paw grabbed the third prince and all the guards onto his broad shoulders.
After seeing Kratos, everyone temporarily relaxed their guard. Although they could not completely believe that such a terrifying giant monster could be their companion, standing behind the Spartan's strong body, they couldn't help but feel a sense of awe.
A feeling of conviction.
"The injured brother immediately provided emergency treatment, and if he still had the strength, he drew the bow and shot with me."
As a true veteran of many battles, Luca did not dare to completely relax on the battlefield. After taking a short rest, he picked up the bow and arrow in his hand again and shot non-lethal arrows at the monsters surrounding the blood bear.
Kratos glanced at Luca and the other guards who were exhausted but still holding the bow and shooting arrows. His heart moved. The blood-red spells on his body immediately flashed with a shocking light, and a large number of blood souls were sucked out of the monster's corpse.
After Kratos inhaled the red soul into his body, he did not directly convert it into his own power. Instead, he used the method of mobilizing the power of hunger to squeeze it out of the body again.
Kratos suddenly reached out and grabbed Luca. The latter's body stagnated, but he made no resistance. He just looked at Kratos without blinking. But not long after, his body immediately trembled obviously, and his face
There were also complex expressions of surprise and shock.
Kratos carefully observed Luca's reaction. After being infused with the red soul, the wounds on the surface of Luca's body healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his originally sluggish eyes gradually bloomed with radiance.
Not only were his physical injuries healed, but his physical strength was also fully restored. However, Kratos did not stop the infusion of red souls, but instead gradually increased the output.
Kratos vaguely guessed that the red soul is the essence of the body and soul of every creature. Even the skeleton soldiers who are resurrected after death can absorb a small amount of red soul from their weak soul fire.
These red soul mortals are invisible to the naked eye. They are only seen by Kratos in their embodied form when they are attracted by the mysterious spell on Kratos' body.
3 horsepower, 4 horsepower, 5 horsepower... When Luca's power was increased to 10 horsepower, it reached its limit.
Although it is possible to quickly improve one's strength by trying to force one's growth, there is a limit that is difficult to break due to the limitations of one's own body quality.
Kratos felt that if he continued to pour red soul into his body, Luca's weak body might be directly burst.
After doing all this, Kratos' eyes narrowed slightly, and a faint black air seeped down his arm.
Luka's body suddenly shook, and the expression of infinite joy that was originally immersed in gaining strength was immediately replaced by twisted pain.
But Luka remained motionless, gritting his teeth to hold back the endless hunger coming from his body, even as his intestines and stomach groaned.
"There are no unearned benefits in the world. Equivalent exchange. If you want to gain more power, you have to pay a higher price. Can you withstand this level of pain for the sake of power?"
Luca almost bit his gums, his eyes were red, and he barely squeezed out a voice from between his teeth: "Thank you for the gift, sir. Luca will swear with his soul that he will only pray to you throughout his life, and he can only hear your voice in his ears."
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Kratos' expression remained unchanged, and when he felt that Luka had reached the limit of what he could endure, he immediately released the power of hunger.
Having experienced betrayal and tragedy, he doesn't need so-called loyalty at all. What he needs is naked life, and even his soul must be in his own hands.
Kratos followed suit, injecting red souls into each guard one by one to repair their injuries and increase their strength. Even the third prince Arthur Evans was forcibly increased to 2 horsepower, equivalent to the power of an elite soldier.
As a result, the strength of the remaining 20 guards has greatly increased. The worst one has 5 horsepower. Together, they can even defeat the two-headed dog of the underworld that breathes fire.
"It can actually directly increase strength. This is a method only the gods have... What kind of monster is this Spartan!"
Kohler was shocked in his heart as he looked at the guards with ferocious faces who were enduring pain, but whose strength was rapidly increasing. Their hands and feet were cold, and their bodies were trembling. With his name as an escapee, he traveled across the Peloponnese continent and even infiltrated the royal palace.
, but I have never heard of mortals being able to use the methods of gods.
Three days later, at the end of the Mesoudas Plain, the smoky scene of the Asiatic Gorge appeared above the horizon.
Three knights wearing bronze armor and their faces covered by animal-shaped masks immediately stopped their horses and looked at the human Jedi who were about to fight with cold eyes.
Tens of thousands of soldiers were silent. There was no confusion at all between the march and the stop. However, within three breaths, they immediately formed a neat military formation. Each of them had solemn eyes and strong bodies. They were all able to survive in a hundred battles.
Elite soldiers.
"Aristophanes, we marched all the way and it only took three days to get here from Tyrian City. Are we going to rush in now and search for traces of the third prince?"
The speaker was one of the three armored officers. In the Mycenaean army, only senior officers with the strength of a hundred-man enemy were qualified to wear bronze armor.
The hundred-man enemy officer in the middle snorted coldly and said unceremoniously: "Humph, although the priests of the temple have divined that there will still be no thousand-man enemy-level monsters in the Emi Crack this time, but with the Third Prince's
You idiot, I'm afraid I didn't know that I was buried in that monster's belly."
"Aristophanes is right. The most taboo in marching and fighting is quick success. We have marched all the way here. Even veterans who have survived hundreds of battles will feel exhausted. We should camp on the spot now, and then slowly advance according to the map the next day to conquer Asia.
Destroy all the monsters in the canyon and complete the glorious mission entrusted to us by His Majesty the King." (To be continued)