Chapter 234: See the Poor Dagger

Xuzhenx nodded to Kratos, indicating that the Iron Mountain, which had been promoted to a holy weapon, did not have any traces of being manipulated, as the mountain god and the owner recognized by the Heart of the Mountain, even if it was the main god, it was impossible for Xuzhenx to do anything on the Heart of the Mountain without Xu Renx noticing.

Kratos was silent for a moment, so it seems that the other party really has no bad intentions, and all his previous guesses seem to be wrong.

"What's your name?"

"My name ......" the mysterious man pondered for a moment, as if the eternal repression had made him forget even his name.

"Perseus!"

Kratos's heart moved when he heard the name, but he didn't say anything, just nodded silently, and then took out the Spartan war spear that was kept in the pyramid and displayed it in front of the mysterious man.

"This is my Spartan weapon, which was damaged in a fierce fight, is there any way to repair it and promote it to a true holy weapon. ”

"Young Spartan, you are too greedy, do you think that the real holy weapon is the mortal iron that can be found everywhere? Even in the last era, the most glorious silver age of mankind, there were few traces of holy weapons, and only the gods of nature and above could master them, I can feel that there is still a false holy weapon hidden in your body, although it is powerful, it is still not a real holy weapon. ”

The pseudo-holy weapon mentioned by the mysterious man Perseus is the clay bowl of Odysseus, I didn't expect it to be so powerful, and the clay bowl that gave birth to 999 drops of drowning is just a pseudo-holy weapon, so what kind of power will the real holy weapon have.

Although there is no way to advance, Perseus still has several methods that can be perfectly repaired, and one of them is more likely to make it a pseudo-hallows artifact.

At this time, the enemies Kratos faced were getting stronger and stronger, and the few weapons he had used to have gradually failed to keep up with his pace of killing, and the last Nemea fist was just an indestructible quality battle derived from the ancestor of the monster, Nemea's corpse as a material, and the nature of truly shattering everything was not much of a threat to the gods who could tear apart space at will.

At this time, Kratos couldn't help but think of a mysterious weapon that he had been sealed in the dust for a long time, and it was also unusable due to an abnormal change in a battle.

A wooden spike the size of an ordinary one-handed sword appeared in Kratos's hand, and the original quaint, decaying wooden surface was now faintly flashing mottled red, which was the trace of the underworld, eroded by the evil forces.

"Perseus, this is the wooden thorn I found in the body of the hundred-armed giant Gugeth, although it does not have any divine power, it can destroy all evil, even the Apron, which does not float in goose feathers, cannot swallow it, do you know its origin. ”

Perseus, who had always been hearty and talkative, was rarely silent for a while at this time, and then a flat voice sounded in the shadows.

"It looks like an ordinary wooden thorn, but you say it can float on the River Styx in Acron...... I once tried to swim across the River Styx, when Charon wasn't the ferryman, but I still failed...... With such a magical effect, you come closer and let me take a closer look. ”

Kratos didn't doubt him and took a step forward, but the latter said, "Closer, this damn curse, even my vision is blinded, and I can only rely on perception, but what you have in your hand is nothing more than an ordinary wooden thorn in my perception, I need to look more closely." ”

Kratos took two more steps forward and lifted the wooden thorn in his hand, the mottled tip of decay, just a finger away from the shadow where Perseus was hiding, and if he could break free, he could reach out and grab it.

"Is this the Heart of the Woods? No, I've seen the Heart of the Woods before, and it's not it...... What the hell is this, let me take a closer look......"

The silhouette in the shadows shook, and it seemed as if Perseus was about to break free from it. Seeing this, Kratos suddenly took a step back, just avoiding the outline of a palm sticking out of the shadows.

"You ......," Perseus suddenly roared, but it stopped abruptly, and even the silhouette in the shadows calmed down again.

"I already have a guess in my mind, and I only need to look closely to confirm that, young Spartan, if you go one step further, I will be able to tell you the secret of this wooden thorn. ”

But Kratos was unmoved, instead took a step back again, and with a flip of his palm, the wooden thorn was once again incorporated into his soul, and was suppressed by the pyramid below.

The 10 acolytes sitting in the pyramid with their eyes closed and praying opened their eyes at the same time, they looked at each other, and then immediately silently mobilized the divine power in their bodies and poured into the pyramid without reservation.

"Where to go!"

In the shadows, I suddenly remembered a loud cry of rage, and I saw a distortion of the outline, as if something wanted to force it out of it, but it was suppressed by an invisible force.

"You can't suppress me forever, I'm the king of this world!"

A hand broke through the imprisoned power and grabbed Kratos, and the latter seemed to have been prepared, and the power that had been accumulated for a long time exploded in an instant, but the target was not the hand in front of him, but the rough iron wall under his feet.

The fist touched the iron wall, but it did not cause the imaginary shock, not even a trace of dust splashed.

But Perseus seemed to be extremely angry, and couldn't help but yell again, and then he saw a light suddenly appear in the dim prison, and those lights came from the mysterious words engraved on the prison walls.

Kratos' purpose is not to break down barriers, but to use his power to stimulate the power exerted by the gods in prison.

"No, Spartan, how did you know, I was so painstakingly calculated that I didn't even touch the heart of the mountains, how the hell did you find out about my plot!"

Kratos gave Syrenx a look, motioning for her to immediately use the Origin Power of the Heart of the Mountains to break a way out of the prison's rivalry with Perseus.

Then he looked at the silhouette that was constantly struggling in the shadows, and said coldly: "You didn't show any flaws, it's just that I just learned a sentence from you and put it into practice." ”

"Which sentence, what the hell!" Perseus was furious, he had waited for countless years, and finally waited for the only chance to live, how to let it disappear in front of him like this.

"In this world, there is only profit! The gods in the sky, comfortable and happy, regard human beings as pigs and dogs, and the only thing that can drive them is profit!"

Perseus's roar paused for a moment, and then erupted into an even more angry yell: "You are suspicious of me with such a sentence!

"Perseus, you don't have to sow discord here. Kratos was unmoved, and said lightly: "I have never been wary of my own women. ”

Hearing Kratos's words, a shy blush appeared on his face, and his beautiful eyes didn't even dare to look at Kratos, and his heart was pounding in his chest.

"Ridiculous, ridiculous! You are so superstitious about the hypocritical feelings of human beings, and one day, you will be buried in your stupid feelings!"

Perseus yelled unwillingly, calculating himself but ignoring the stupidity of human beings, and his heart was filled with unwillingness and resentment towards human stupidity at this time.

But at this time, he still refused to give up, and said unrelentingly: "Don't you want to know the effect of that wooden thorn?"

"I don't need you to say it, I already know...... Let's go!"

Before the words fell, an iron mountain rippling with the breath of the origin of the earth smashed out of Xu Renx's hand, and the barrier of the prison was actually smashed out of a clear gap.

Before this gap could heal, Tie Shan smashed down for the second time, and after three consecutive times, the gap had already expanded to the thickness of a finger.

Seizing this moment, Kratos rushed out of the prison with Xuzhenx, leaving Perseus's unwilling roar behind completely.

After returning to the ground, Kratos couldn't help but look back, only to see that there was nothing behind him, just dirt squeezing, and there was an underground prison somewhere.

Not only could this underground prison not be able to escape, but it was also set up to conceal it, and if it wasn't for Perseus's initiative to lure it, I'm afraid no one would have been able to find the prison's location.

After returning to the underground, Xurenx couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and while driving the heart of the mountain to break through the ground towards the ground, he said casually: "I didn't expect that the one called Perseus was so insidious, even I was deceived, it seems that everything he said before was a lie, how could Sparta make the descendants of Charon, the god of the Styx." ”

Is all this really a lie?

Kratos was silent, in fact, from beginning to end, he didn't detect Perseus's evil intentions, and even took out the wooden thorn, it was just a momentary interest, what really made him suspicious was the name he had seen on the screen...... Son of Zeus, king of the gods, demigod Perseus......

If all the speculations are true, and all the impossible is thrown aside, the only remaining result is no matter how incredible it is, and it is also the final truth.

Perseus ...... Hercules, these two names that were thunderous in previous lives, in this world of gods, will everything still develop as remembered......

"Spartan, I have finally found you, this time, you will not be able to escape again, because I will personally take action and crush you to pieces bit by bit!"

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