A sharp bird cry suddenly sounded in the air, and then suddenly the surroundings suddenly surged, and the fierce wind blew, and countless gravel mixed with it hit the war pig's scales, making them as crisp as fried beans.
ring.
"What happened...ah!"
When the third prince Arthur Evans heard the commotion and stood up to see what was going on, he was kicked over by Kratos, and then he stepped on his back with one foot and pressed him firmly against the hard scales.
Kratos raised his head and narrowed his eyes slightly to look in the direction where the cry came from.
It was just a black dot at first, but in the blink of an eye, it took up all the sight. A Pegasus, as white as snow, with a spiral horn on its head and wings flapping on both sides, flew through the sky.
Although it was only for a moment, Kratos clearly captured that among the group of people sitting on the back of the Pegasus, the invincible warrior wearing armor at the head was the great prince Aluband.
"The great prince Arubond, the phoenix princess Afro..."
Kratos raised a contemptuous sneer at the corner of his mouth without concealing it, and the provocative light in his eyes flashed towards the other party.
Although Kratos made unabashed insults and provocations, the other party showed no reaction, and his frosty expression completely disappeared into the sky.
"Sir, what should we do? We definitely won't be able to catch up with them. There are no mandatory rules for triathlon. If we are the first to find and cut off all the heads of the three-headed giant, then we are doomed to fail."
Arthas just barely caught a glimpse of the true face of the person riding the Pegasus, and he immediately spoke out of desperation.
"What's going on? There was a strong gust of wind just now, but Kratos, if you admit that you are jealous of my appearance and are afraid of attracting the attention of the fairy, I will forgive you for being rude to me just now."
The so-called fairies refer to special beings born from natural environments such as mountains, rivers, or mountains. They have no gender, but they often transform into the image of human women, dressed in loose clothes, and infinitely tempting.
Legend has it that humans and fairies once had intercourse, and it was spread in the form of poetry. From then on, countless well-dressed nobles suddenly appeared among the beautiful mountains, rivers and rivers. They were dissolute and ignorant of their purpose.
Everyone simply chose to ignore the third prince and looked at Kratos with worried faces. At this time, they could vaguely guess that Princess Aphra had joined forces with the eldest prince.
But Kratos had a calm face. He first gave instructions to make the war pig move in the right direction, and then said calmly: "I thought that Aphra would collude with the second prince, but it seems that the situation is worse than
I imagined it would be better."
In response to everyone's puzzled expressions, Kratos explained: "Maybe you have forgotten Aristophanes."
After all, as a noble prince, Arthur Evans seemed to have heard about it and wondered: "Is it Orpheus? Mednanlos once said that Aristophanes was a person of the second prince Aktruman, and was related to
It has a lot to do with the Orpheus religion, and he is probably the Almighty Knight in it."
Kratos nodded: "Yes, the eldest prince Arubond is famous for his bravery, and he controls the power of a legion. But the second prince is a conspiracy and wise man, good at playing with people's hearts and making friends with powerful people. Half of the members of the entire kingdom's parliament and
He has interests, and even big nobles like Junius are his minions."
Hearing this, everyone was filled with tangled emotions. They didn't know whether to be grateful that such a terrifying second prince didn't add any more help, or whether to be worried that the eldest prince had gained new wings.
When it got dark, Kratos dispersed the beast soul, and everyone found a place with higher ground and a clear line of sight as a place to stay for the night.
Ever since he knew that his eldest brother was riding a bird, he was probably far away from him at this time. Arthur Evans began to feel restless. Although he was eager to travel through the night, he also understood that every time Kratos maintained the battle,
The form of the pig beast soul requires a large amount of energy and blood to be consumed.
With the blood energy currently in Kratos' body, even if it is not a high-intensity battle, he can only keep the war pig soul running for half a day. If he persists, he will lose blood and essence, and even cause his body to suffer injuries that are difficult to recover from.
"Tell me, in the dead of night, on this plain full of cleanliness and beauty, is there a fairy secretly watching me in the dark, attracted by my beautiful body?"
Arthur Evans used the most standard aristocratic posture, eating the barbecued meat skewered on the stick bit by bit in an extremely artificial way, while his thief eyes turned sharply, like an eagle's eye, keenly scanning all the shadows around him.
"Assas, my brother will be left to you tonight. You must not leave even an inch. Do you understand what I mean? If there is any emergency, just knock him out."
Kratos threw a chain made of pure bronze in front of Arthas, his expressionless face looking quite strange against the backdrop of the bonfire.
Arthur Evans stared dumbly at the chain used to tie the beast. He was stunned for a moment and then immediately jumped up from the ground, dancing and shouting: "Kratos, you can't do this to me, I am your brother,
I am the great third prince of Mycenae, the apple of the eyes of all the resentful women in Tyrian City."
Kratos' expression remained unchanged, and he said casually: "Oh yes, my brother, maybe you still have a title..."
Seeing Kratos thrust the indecent thing on his crotch in a serious manner, Arthur Evans seemed to think of something that changed his face. After his expression changed several times, he finally lost the battle and turned over directly with his head hanging down.
Lying on the ground, even the desire to find the fairy completely dissipated.
Seeing that the third prince finally compromised, Kratos breathed a sigh of relief.
This triathlon is extremely difficult, and with the third prince around him who is purely a drag but has to take him with him, Kratos must eliminate all internal instability factors now, even if he uses strong methods.
No matter what.
He spent the first night in the wild without any words, and set off again when the sky was still gray. The ferocious body of the war pig rolled over the plains of Mesoudas with abandon.
In order to save energy and blood to deal with possible emergencies on the road, Kratos and others took the War Pig for a quick dash for half a day before moving on foot. When night fell, they camped for the night. Although the speed was not slow, it was completely impossible.
Chase the competitors ahead.
After three days in a row, the third prince and Assas were filled with infinite anxiety, but they had no better way.
Kratos, however, remained silent and led the two of them on the road in silence with an expressionless expression. He only narrowed his eyes slightly from time to time, as if he was constantly calculating something.
At noon on the fifth day, the sun was emitting endless heat in the sky, and the heat waves were rolling and surging, even the sight was distorted as far as the eye could see.
Just when everyone was exhausted physically and mentally and hurried on numbly, Kratos' sudden voice completely woke them up.
"finally come."
What finally happened? Just when Arthas and the third prince were confused, the air in front of them suddenly became obvious, and endless divine light fell from the sky. At the same time, a chant like a magic spell sounded in their ears.
An army of a hundred men suddenly appeared in front of them without warning, as if they had been standing there all along and refused to show up until now.
"Those who blaspheme the glory of the true God must be punished..."
"Infinite divine light descends from the top of the gods, and the evildoers have no way to hide..."
These one hundred knights were covered in golden armor, and the dazzling light gathered together to form a huge halo, and waves of soul-shaking power passively poured out from the halo.
"Your Highness, be careful!"
After Assas reacted, he immediately protected the third prince behind him, but after all, his strength was only about 30 horsepower, which was not enough to defeat a hundred enemies. Under the pressure of this power, he only felt dizzy, his hands and feet were weak, and he could hardly even fight.
The strength to stand cannot be maintained.
"Hmph, pretending to be a ghost... the beast soul is condensed!"
Kratos shouted loudly, and infinite blood surged out of his body. Two huge bodies of the blood bear and the war pig appeared out of thin air, roaring toward the sky.
Kratos picked up Arthas and the third prince one by one like a chicken, then jumped up and suddenly landed on the blood bear's broad shoulders.
"Bump me!"
Kratos seemed to have anticipated the enemy's attack, and without even a word of nonsense, he immediately launched an offensive after condensing the beast soul.
The war pig howled like thunder, its bright yellow eyes quickly turned red with blood, and its scaly body instantly burst out with indestructible destructive power.
The war pig's head collided hard into the golden halo, and then a muffled sound like a bell was heard. A huge, loud, dull sound spread out. If there was a mortal standing in the sound,
I'm afraid that he would be directly shocked to the point where his internal organs would be damaged and his blood vessels would burst to death.
The war pig's indestructible collision stopped abruptly, and the shield-like horn of its head pressed against the center of the halo, unable to make any progress.
At this time, the mysterious chanting sound became louder and louder, even if you covered your ears, it did not diminish at all, as if it sounded directly from the bottom of people's hearts.
Even Kratos felt a surge of energy and blood, his head was heavy and his lower body was light. He suddenly bit the tip of his tongue hard and finally regained consciousness temporarily.
Hundreds of knights in golden armor suddenly raised their weapons, all of them invincible spears even with their barrels made of bronze, and aimed a fierce charge forward.
I don’t know what kind of powerful force the halo was formed from, but it actually had the ability to break it into whole parts. The power of a hundred knights in golden armor was gathered into a point, and a terrifying power of nearly 500 horsepower surged forward.
The golden halo pressed against the metal-like scales of the war pig and actually made an unpleasant moan, as if it was about to crush the war pig's iron-walled body into powder at any time. (To be continued)