"My brother, can't you just put on the clothes I gave you and come again?" Goddess above, I feel like a two-headed dog tied together now, and if I wish those lonely young women could ignore my presence for a moment tonight. ”

A handsome young man dressed in a rich robe and meticulously groomed with blonde hair made his way to the palace unimpeded.

Naturally, following Arthur Evans into the palace was his cheap brother Kratos, the notorious Spartan in this graceful and luxurious palace, who was still dressed as a barbarian, wearing animal skin boots on his feet, and a Cretan bull's skin that began from his shoulders to his waist diagonally, and most of his body was almost naked.

Kratos's right arm was wrapped in burlap at this time, which exuded a pungent smell, if it weren't for Arthur Evans, the third prince, to lead the way, I'm afraid he wouldn't even be able to get close to the walls of the palace, so he attracted the strange eyes of many guards and noble ministers along the way.

At this time, a balding councillor of about 60 years old passed by, his cloudy eyes undisguised disdain, and at the same time exaggerated patted his clothes, as if he would be contaminated with something unclean just passing by.

Arthur Evans immediately and unceremoniously exclaimed, "Oh thank you for the compliment, Councillor Taturx, and I hope you will be able to hold on to 1 Rodon tonight, knowing that Lady Manry's kung fu is too much for even a Spartan to bear...... Oh, I'm sorry, but rest assured, my brother hasn't had any deep communication with Lady Manly yet. ”

The councillor named Taturks turned gray and blue in an instant, and his hand pointing at Arthur Evans kept trembling, and he choked in his throat with a sullen breath for a long time.

Regardless of the other party's exhaustion, the third prince gestured his middle finger at him again with a defiant expression, and then led Kratos straight through the corridor to the main hall, but Arthur Evans's obscene words could still be faintly heard in the corridor.

"Lady Manly is one of the best kung fu in Telian City, why don't you give it a try, it's good to change your taste once in a while. ”

"I have no sexual interest in dusty mortals, and I am afraid that their fragile bodies will be broken by me at once...... If it's like the goddess Pandora, you can think about it. By the way, my brother, I heard that you have a younger sister, and I reluctantly accepted the human princess for your sake. ”

Arthur Evans: "......"

As soon as the two brothers, Arthur Evans and Kratos, stepped through the threshold, causing an immediate reaction from the otherwise lively and luxurious hall.

Starting from the doorway, when the people in the main hall saw the third prince of the kingdom and his Spartan brothers, they involuntarily stopped talking, and stared at them as if they had seen something shocking.

Arthur Evans subconsciously asked to the side, "Do you guess they are looking at you or me?"

Kratos replied casually, "Of course, it's the more handsome one." ”

Arthur Evans was just about to reiterate to his Spartan brothers the fact that he was the most handsome and beautiful man in Mycenae when a graceful woman came with a domineering air.

"If I hadn't heard your name lately, I would have thought you had become a pile of Phoenician excrement, my third brother. ”

The voice was rather low and hoarse, and one could not help but feel ugly in one's heart.

But Arthur Evans, who was at this voice, couldn't help but tremble all over, and then he raised his head tremblingly, and when he looked at the person with the last faint extravagance, he immediately exclaimed in despair: "Ah, Aphro!"

Kratos turned his head to look in the direction where the voice came from, and when he saw the comer, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, as if he couldn't believe that the beautiful girl who appeared in front of him was the owner of the ugly voice just now.

Dressed in a graceful and gorgeous feather robe, although she is delicate, she gives people a sense of superiority, and even the third prince Arthur Evans stands in front of her, and is oppressed to be as humble and small as a commoner.

Aphro looked coldly at her third brother with those jewel-like red eyes, who didn't dare to breathe, and bowed her head in cringe, trying to avoid her sister's gaze.

"Aphro, you—why are you here...... I mean, it's a pleasure to see you here, hahaha......"

Although Arthur Evan's tone was pretending to be relaxed, his gaze was wandering, as if he was not facing his own sister, but the monster Golgong.

The beautiful girl, whom the third prince of Mycenae called Aphro, continued to whisper in her hoarse voice that did not match her appearance: "Third brother, even the most despicable thief would not dare to be so ostentatious in front of people, when will you be able to return the Gorgong Pupil you borrowed and the invisibility cloak made of Cerberus hair?"

When he heard the names of the two magic tools, Arthur Evans finally understood that he couldn't hide today, and in this cool hall soaked with the saliva of the Nymph of the frozen spring, beads of sweat began to appear on his head.

The great Mycenaean prince trembled with fear, and in his despair his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of Kratos beside him, who was still looking with amusement at the Mycenaean princess who had suddenly appeared and which he had just used to squeeze his brother.

Arthur Evans suddenly closed his eyes, pointed his hand at the brother next to him, and said without raising his head: "The Eye of the Golgong and the invisibility cloak are on Kratos's body, you let him return it to you." ”

After saying that, Arthur Evans immediately turned around and fled, swooping into the crowd next to him, and quickly disappeared into the crowd of the main hall in a burst of exclamations and angry scolding.

Kratos couldn't help but look in amazement at the direction of his brother's escape, and when the last shadow completely disappeared from sight, he suddenly woke up, and his body subconsciously shivered through his bone marrow.

When she heard Aphro's name Arthur Evans, Kratos immediately guessed her identity, which was the legendary Phoenix Princess.

After entering the city of Tarian, Kratos also heard many legends about the youngest daughter of Agamemnon, the brightest pearl of Mycenae.

Aphro is the only one of the four Agamemnon heirs to inherit the demigod blood of her mother, Lydux, the daughter of Zeus, the king of the gods, and is a human with strange powers.

Legend has it that at the time of Aphro's birth, the phoenix descended from Mount Cilicia and descended on the royal palace of Mycenae, hovering for three days and three nights.

The phoenix is as powerful as the ancestor of the demons, Typhon, and it is said that as long as you hold a phoenix feather, you can have infinite magical power, and it is a treasure that even the gods covet.

But for the first time ever, the phoenix dropped its own feathers, and the three most colorful feathers from the tail exuded majestic magic, like a treasure floating beside Aphro.

As a result, Aphro has the title of Phoenix Princess, and is known as the most beautiful treasure of mankind.

But what is as famous as the title of Princess Phoenix is her demonic personality. It is rumored that in order to maintain a face that never ages, Princess Phoenix has to take Virgin's Falling Red every day.

And in order to vent the fierceness of the monster hidden in his heart, he has to dig out the human heart with his own hands and swallow it alive, so as to retain the inhuman power in his body.

Kratos doesn't know how true or false such a rumor is. But the only thing he knew was that it was none other than himself who lost the Gorworker's Pupil and the invisibility cloak made of the fur of the three-headed Hellhound, Cerberus.

In order to escape during the battle between Sparta and Rios, he lost the pupil of Golgong in the gladiatorial arena. The invisibility cloak had been burned to ashes by him, and was painted on his body along with the ashes.

Aside from the rumored horror of Aphrona, her title of Mycenaean princess, Agamemnon's favorite young daughter, was enough to make Kratos feel chrysanthemum-tight.

Just as Kratos' eyes flickered, thinking of a way to escape, Aphrona's hoarse voice sounded again: "You are the sworn brother of my third brother, the Spartan who slaughtered the Cretan bull and the two-headed dog?"

A strange expression suddenly appeared on Aphro's face, and she said in an unquestionable tone: "It seems that you do have some brute strength, and if you cultivate a little, you can even reach the level of a hundred enemies. Although I don't lack the axe blade of a hundred enemies, I can still give you a chance. From now on, it will be the greatest honor of your life. ”

Kratos looks at Aphro oddly, as if he can't believe that anyone would be so ridiculous as to make his brother's sworn brother his slave.

As soon as Kratos's thought came to mind, a chill immediately came from the other side, and he saw that Aphro's beautiful face was already frosty, and a pair of red eyes seemed to be dancing with burning flames.

"Despicable Spartan, you don't know my name yet, Aphro, and I'll let you be punished for your foolish ideas. ”

Aphrona's hoarse voice seemed to contain some command, and as soon as her words fell, a figure suddenly flashed behind her, so fast that Kratos couldn't see it.

Kratos didn't expect the other party to suddenly attack, he didn't react at all, he could only subconsciously raise his arm, and immediately felt an irresistible huge force attacking, and the whole person was immediately pushed out of the main hall, and smashed the closed wooden window in the exclamation of others, and smashed heavily on the masonry field on the outside of the castle.

"Huh...... Huh!"

As soon as Kratos stood up in a daze, a sharp cry rang in his ears, and when he looked up and saw the scene in front of him, his heart suddenly curled up, and the newly mobilized force in his body immediately collapsed again.

Tear and pull!

Kratos couldn't help but snort, and the whole person took a few steps back before stopping, his chest was as if it had been slashed by the claws of the Condor, and three deep blood marks flowed hideously.

A man with slender hands and feet stood in front of Kratos with a blank face, his slowly retracted palm still covered with bloody flesh.