Kratos knew that it was not Princess Aphra who let them go, but because she had a more important goal, so she could only let them escape the surveillance range.
After finally getting rid of Princess Aphra, Kratos finally began to return to the normal route, but he was still cautious and deviated bit by bit. The journey that originally only took four days ended up taking ten days.
time.
On the way, they even passed the border of the Kingdom of Thebes. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, they did not even dare to enter the villages and towns to rest, so they could only go around far away.
When the soil under the feet was gradually replaced by yellow sand, and the surrounding environment was left with nothing but desolation, and even the exhaled air was white visible to the naked eye, the outline of the barren land had already appeared in everyone's sight.
When Arthur Evans saw the sight of an icy hell in front of him, his lips began to turn white, and his body was visibly trembling, not knowing whether it was because of the cold.
Arthas hesitated for a moment, then said: "My lord, I'm afraid that His Highness the Prince cannot withstand the severe cold in the Barrens. Entering hastily will only become a drag."
At this time, the third prince had completely ignored the servant's comment that he called it a drag, and quickly nodded in agreement.
Kratos also knew that it was impossible to bring Arthur Evans in like this, so he had to make other arrangements.
In the end, the third prince was protected by Arthas, returned the same way and entered the Kingdom of Thebes in a low-key manner, while Kratos entered the Barrens alone, looking for traces of the three-headed giant and bringing back his head.
The moment Kratos' feet first stepped into the Barrens area, he felt a chill that started from the bottom of his feet and spread to all his limbs. Even his body with strong energy and blood couldn't help but take a violent beating.
Shivering.
Desolation, coldness, barrenness... these feelings emanate from every corner of the entire barren land, intertwining into a biting cold wind that blows every creature that dares to step into this place.
The moment he entered the Barrens, all the pores on Kratos' body were completely closed, his heart in his chest made a thumping sound, the beating amplitude increased sharply, and the blood flow rate in his body also increased to more than twice the usual rate.
The deeper you go, the fiercer the cold wind in the Barrens becomes, until the final visibility is only a cubit away, everything you see is white, and your ears are completely filled with the howling of the cold wind.
Kratos's upper body was bare chest, only wearing an animal skin vest, and the same short leather pants and leather boots on his lower body. The cold wind mixed with icy edges hit his exposed skin with a muffled sound.
The bloodshot and red skin was bruised with numerous white marks.
Kratos exhaled, and Bailang condensed into ice cubes while still in his mouth. He was so shocked that he quickly gathered his energy and blood to his tongue and chewed up the ice cubes condensed in his mouth.
Every step taken in this environment consumes a lot of energy. Kratos felt that even if he stood still, he would not be able to last two days.
Kratos carefully observed the ground environment. The land was composed of gray-brown gravel without any nutrients. Even the toughest plants could not take root here.
Due to the wind and snow cover, there were no traces left on the ground at all. Even Kratos could not easily trace the traces of the eldest prince and others in this environment.
Legend has it that the Barrens is a dead area inhabited by powerful monsters, but if you look around, you can't find even a complete skeleton.
Soon Kratos discovered the cause of this phenomenon...
Several hazy black figures were bending down and doing something on the barren land. When they got closer, they suddenly discovered that these Macedonians, who were struggling in the barren land, were actually eating the remains of a monster.
Devoured without a trace of flesh and blood, the pale bones were like a gluttonous feast in the eyes of these Macedonians, unlike human teeth that forcefully cracked the hard bones and swallowed them greedily.
This is the barren land forgotten by the gods!
The Macedonians, who were immersed in the "Feast of Gluttony", woke up suddenly when they noticed the stranger's movements. When they saw Kratos's surging body, a look of greed flashed in their eyes.
Several Macedonians immediately dropped the bones they were still fighting for, holding white crystal weapons in their hands that looked like they were polished from solid ice, and swooped in with crazy roars from their mouths.
As soon as these Macedonians swarmed up, a heat wave hit them. The surrounding ice and snow were instantly vaporized, and a large amount of white steam enveloped the entire area. The sight of the heat wave and the surrounding environment intertwined into a strange scene.
But this heat wave and steam did not last long. Within three or five breaths, it was swept away by the howling cold wind. However, the Macedonians, who were still showing their fierce looks, were nowhere to be found at this time, leaving only a few patches on the ground.
Bloody and bloody.
After killing these Macedonians in one blow, Kratos seemed to notice something. He immediately turned around and walked in a different direction from these Macedonians.
"The environment of this barren land is so cruel that as long as a stranger enters, it will become a taboo in the eyes of all the creatures here. If it is the route taken by the eldest prince and others, the creatures will inevitably become extinct, and there will be no way that there are any living people left.
Traces of.”
Kratos found the direction and released his strength, running away with unstoppable power. Every time his feet stepped on the ice, snow, sand and stone, they would leave a deep mark.
"Huh? What's going on!"
When Kratos changed direction for the third time and tore the ten-cubit-long body of an ice-blooded salamander that was blocking the way in half, he suddenly smelled something strange.
The monsters living in the barren land have endured the pain of hunger for a long time, and actually have a considerable degree of tolerance for his power of hunger. After being corroded by the cursed black energy, they can still resist, and it takes a huge amount of physical strength to kill them.
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Kratos discovered that no matter which direction he turned, he would inevitably be attacked by monsters or Macedonians. These attackers seemed to be attracted by his blood, and they all exuded the aura of greed.
"Could it be that they can hide their aura, avoid these hungry monsters, and walk freely in the barren land as if they are invisible!"
Kratos immediately guessed the reason. If this was true, then his previous ideas would be overturned. Having lost his goal, he could only move forward blindly in the cold wind.
Kratos stopped suddenly and stepped hard on the ground, causing a large cloud of haze to explode.
A tamarin living in a barren land suddenly jumped out from the covering of white snow. Its sharp claws narrowly passed through Kratos's chest, tearing off a strand of animal skin he was wearing.
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This tamarin has a human body shape and its fur is as white as snow. It is extremely difficult to see clearly in the wind and snow. All you can see is a hazy shadow shaking in your eyes.
Kratos tried his best to suppress the flow rate of blood and the activity level of cells. Now every battle he experiences must reduce consumption to a minimum, and after devouring the blood soul of the monster, the consumption and replenishment should be as close as possible.
The power of this tamarin is about 30 horsepower. Coupled with its natural camouflage method, even a strong man with 50 or even 60 horsepower will be unable to withstand a sneak attack.
But Kratos relied on his close combat experience in his previous life and his perfect control of his body to easily capture the Tamarin.
In an instant, the muscles of the arm seemed to be precisely controlled, with just enough force to break through the tamarin's defense, and accurately hit the vital part of the chest. The force stimulated by clever strength penetrated into the body, like an iron hand reaching into the body, ruthlessly
He pinched his heart hard.
Kratos slowly took his hand back, looked at the monster that was still twitching slightly after falling to the ground, and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
This time the battle was perfect, there was no unnecessary consumption at all. Just using the curse tattoo to swallow the blood soul of the Tamarin was enough to replenish the consumption of the previous battle.
The scarlet blood soul surged out from the Tamarin's body, floated into the air, and rushed towards Kratos' body. But at this moment, a trembling feeling suddenly emerged in Kratos's heart.
At the same time, a sweet laughter suddenly sounded from behind him.
"Giggle, giggle... So this is the secret of your increased strength. The curse tattoo is made from the ashes of your loved ones and the flesh and blood of your own body. Spartan, I am becoming more and more interested in you..."
Kratos didn't even dare to absorb the red soul floating in front of him. He turned around suddenly and stared at Princess Aphra who suddenly appeared behind him.
The charming smile full of infinite temptation on Princess Aphra's face was suddenly replaced by ruthless coldness before Kratos could see it clearly. The speed was so fast that one even doubted what the eyes were seeing.
Kratos groaned and suddenly flew backwards. The blood souls in the sky and the stiff body of the Tamarin were also crushed to pieces by the burst of magic power.
"Giggle, Spartan, I want to see what you will look like when you are naked and frozen here. Maybe you can become a statue in my palace."
Princess Aphra's purpose was actually so vicious, to prevent Kratos from absorbing the red soul, causing him to consume a lot of physical strength and not be able to replenish it. In the end, he was eroded alive by the ruthless cold wind and died.
At this time, Kratos suddenly had a feeling that he was immediately besieged by undead creatures as soon as he entered the Asia Canyon. This may have something to do with Princess Aphra.
Kratos couldn't figure it out. Princess Aphra should be waiting for the second prince's arrival in the Eurotas River and stop him from moving forward. But he didn't know why she suddenly appeared here alone.
"Spartan, I can give you another chance, sacrifice your soul and let me be branded as a slave, and I will forgive your humble life."
Princess Aphra still has that aloof and condescending aura like a queen. It seems that as long as Kratos dares to say a word "no", the king's anger will fall.
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Well, I really don’t want to add another chapter on this holiday, but in order to wish a very unscrupulous reader a happy holiday, I just put on my engagement ring yesterday, so I can only add an update on this holiday. I wish you all
Happy holidays next year…
Okay, I said it wrong, don’t throw it away, happy holiday today... (To be continued)