Kratos knew that it wasn't Princess Aphro who let them go, but because they had a more important target, so they had to let them run out of the surveillance range.

After finally getting rid of Princess Aphro, Kratos finally began to take the route back to normal, but he still carefully shifted little by little, and the journey that had only taken four days ended up taking a full ten days.

On the way, they even passed through the border of the Thebai Kingdom, and in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, they did not even dare to enter the village and town to rest, so they could only bypass it from a distance.

When the dirt under his feet was gradually replaced by yellow sand, and the surrounding environment was only a barren place, 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 he saw the scene of an icy hell in front of him, Arthur Evans's lips had begun to turn white, and his body did not know if it was because of the cold, and he shivered obviously.

Assas hesitated for a moment, but still said: "My lord, I am afraid that His Royal Highness the prince will not be able to withstand the cold of the barren land, and rushing in will only become a drag." ”

At this time, the third prince had completely ignored the servant's evaluation of what he called a drag, and hurriedly nodded in agreement.

Kratos also knew that it was impossible to just take Arthur Evans in, so he had to make other arrangements.

In the end, the three princes were protected by Assas, returned the same way and quietly entered the kingdom of Thebais, while Kratos entered the barren land alone, looking for traces of the three-headed giant and bringing his head back.

As soon as Kratos' feet stepped into the barren area, he felt a chill that began to spread from the bottom of his feet to all his limbs, and even his vigorous body couldn't help but shiver violently.

Barren, cold, barren...... These sensations emanated from every corner of the barren land, weaving into a cold wind that blew every creature that dared to step into it.

The moment he entered the barren land, Kratos's pores were completely closed, his heart was pounding, his beating increased dramatically, and the blood flow in his body increased more than twice as fast as usual.

The deeper you go, the more fierce the cold wind becomes, until at last the visibility is only a centimeter away, and as far as the eye can see, it is all white, and your ears are completely filled with the whistling of the cold wind.

Kratos wore only an animal skin waistcoat with his upper body exposed, and the same short leather pants and leather boots on his lower body, and the cold wind mixed with ice edges smashed on his bare skin with a muffled popping sound, and countless white marks were smashed on the blood-filled red skin.

Kratos exhaled, and Bai Lang condensed into ice cubes while he was still in his mouth, so startled that he hurriedly gathered his qi and blood into his tongue and chewed the ice cubes condensed in his mouth.

Every step he takes in this environment requires a lot of physical strength, and Kratos feels that even if he stands still, he won't be able to last two days.

Kratos took a closer look at the ground, and the ground was made up of grayish-brown gravel without a trace of nutrients, and even the most tenacious plants couldn't take root here.

Due to the wind and snow, there were no traces left on the ground at all, and even Kratos could not easily track the traces of the eldest prince and others in this environment.

Legend has it that the Barren Lands are the dead quarters of powerful monsters, but not a single intact skeleton can be found as far as the eye can see.

It didn't take long for Kratos to discover the cause of this phenomenon......

Several hazy black shadows leaned down to do something in the barren land, and when they got closer, they suddenly realized that these Macedonians who were struggling in the barren land were actually gnawing on the remains of a monster.

Devoured without a trace of flesh and blood, the white bones are like a gluttonous feast in the eyes of these Macedonians, unlike human teeth that bite hard bones and swallow greedily.

This is the barren land forgotten by the gods!

The Macedonians, who were immersed in the "feast of gluttony", suddenly woke up when they noticed the strange movement of the living, and when they saw Kratos's bloody body, their eyes flashed with greed.

Several Macedonians immediately threw down the bones that they had been fighting for, and pounced with a wild roar from their mouths, holding weapons made of white crystals that looked like they were polished from solid ice.

As soon as these Macedonians swarmed up, a heat wave hit their faces, the surrounding ice and snow were vaporized instantly, and a large amount of white steam enveloped the entire area, and the scene of the heat wave and the surrounding environment were intertwined into a strange scene.

But this heat wave and steam did not last long, but the time of three or five breaths was swept away by the howling cold wind, and the Macedonians, who were still fierce, were not visible at this time, only a few pieces of flesh and blood on the ground were blurred.

After killing the Macedonians in one blow, Kratos seemed to notice something, and he immediately turned around and walked in a different direction than the Macedonians.

"The cruelty of the environment in this barren place, I am afraid that as long as there are living people entering, it will become a forbidden place in the eyes of all living beings here, if it is the route taken by the eldest prince and others, it must be the extinction of living creatures, and there can be no trace of living people. ”

Kratos unleashed his strength and ran away with unstoppable force, leaving a deep mark on the snow and sand every time his feet trampled on it.

"Huh, what's going on!"

When Kratos changed direction for the third time and tore in half the body of an ice-blooded salamander more than a dozen feet long that was blocking his way, he suddenly smelled something unusual.

The monster living in the barren land has endured the pain of hunger for a long time, and actually has a considerable degree of patience for his hunger power, and after being eroded by the cursed black qi, he can still resist stubbornly, and it takes a huge amount of physical strength to be able to kill it.

Kratos discovers that every direction he turns is bound to be attacked by monsters or Macedonians, who seem to be drawn to him by his blood, all exuding greed.

"Can they hide their breath, avoid these hungry monsters, and walk freely in the barren land as invisible!"

Kratos immediately guessed the reason, and if this was the case, then his previous ideas would be overturned, and he would lose his goal and go blindly in the cold wind.

Kratos stopped abruptly and stomped his foot on the ground, exploding a large cloud of ash.

A trampling tamarin, which had lived in the barren land, suddenly pounced from the covered snow, its sharp claws narrowly slicing through Kratos's chest, tearing off a strand of animal skin he was wearing.

This trampling tamarin resembles a human body, and its fur is snow-white, which is extremely difficult to see in this wind and snow, and only a hazy shadow can be seen in its eyes.

Kratos tried his best to suppress the flow of blood and the activity of his cells, and now every battle he experienced had to minimize the consumption and try to reach the level of consumption and replenishment after devouring the monster's blood soul.

The strength of this trampling tamarin is about 30 horsepower, and with its natural camouflage methods, even a strong man with 50 horsepower or even 60 horsepower will be difficult to parry under a sneak attack.

But Kratos, with his experience in hand-to-hand combat in his previous life and perfect control of his body, easily captured the trampling tamarin.

In an instant, the muscles of the arm seemed to be carefully adjusted, and with just enough force to break through the tamarin's defenses, they accurately hit the vital part of the chest, and through the force that was skillfully induced, it penetrated through the body, like an iron hand reaching into the body, and pinched the heart fiercely.

Kratos slowly withdrew his hand, looking at the monster that was still twitching slightly after falling to the ground, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

This time the battle was perfect, there was no extra consumption at all, as long as the blood soul of the trampling tamarin was devoured with a curse tattoo, it was enough to replenish the consumption of the battle just now.

Scarlet blood spirits poured out of the trampled tamarin's corpse, floating into the air, and surging towards Kratos's body, but at this moment, Kratos suddenly felt a shudder in his heart, and at the same time, a pleasant laughter suddenly sounded from behind him.

"Giggle...... It turns out that this is the secret of your great strength, a curse tattoo made of 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, and suddenly turned around, his eyes fixed on Princess Aphro, who suddenly appeared behind him.

The seductive smile on Princess Aphro's face was suddenly replaced by a ruthless coldness before Kratos could see it, so fast that it made people doubt what the eyes were seeing.

Kratos snorted, and the whole person suddenly flew upside down, and the blood soul in the sky and the already stiff body of the tamarin were also crushed to pieces by this burst of magic power.

"Cluck, Spartan, I want to see what it will be like when you're naked and frozen here. Perhaps, you can be a statue in my palace. ”

Princess Aphro's purpose was so vicious, preventing Kratos from absorbing the Red Soul, leaving his physical strength exhausted and unreplenished, and finally being eroded to death by the merciless cold wind.

At this time, Kratos suddenly had a feeling that he was immediately besieged by the undead as soon as he entered the Asia Canyon, which may not be inseparable from Princess Aphro.

Kratos couldn't figure out that Princess Aphro should be waiting for the arrival of the second prince in the Eurotas River at this time and stop him from advancing, but he didn't know why he suddenly appeared here alone.

"Spartan, I can give you another chance, give your soul and let me be engraved with the mark of servitude, and I will spare your lowly life. ”

Princess Aphro is still the same high-minded, queen-like condescending momentum, as if Kratos dares to say a word, it will bring down the wrath of the king.

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Well, the winter melon really doesn't want to add a chapter on this holiday, but in order to congratulate a very woody reader on a happy holiday, so the winter melon who just put on an engagement ring yesterday can only be added on such a festival, and I wish you all a happy holiday next year......

Well, it's wrong, don't throw your head, it's a happy holiday today......