That's—

Sharp like lightning.

A slash that was swung to cut the throat and cut off the head.

There's no point in trying to dodge.

Since it is lightning, it is not something that can be caught by the human eye.

- For ordinary people, this is the case.

However, the lightning that was about to cut through the body was dodged just before it was about to hit.

Tilting his head, almost with his hairs against the surface of the blade, he narrowly dodged it.

In the next moment, one hand grabbed the handle behind the blade, and with just the right pull, the other hand followed, dragging and dragging.

The person who swung the blade and cut his throat didn't have time to regain his strength, and was thrown out of the air at once.

The man who fought with his blade with his bare hands did not miss this opportunity, and stomped on the ground with both feet, chasing it as fast as he could.

It's a pity that the woman who was thrown out was already prepared, and her long purple hair was spiritually raised.

More than a dozen of them broke away from the scalp and changed in the wind, turning into poisonous snakes the thickness of thumbs, biting towards the man.

The man pursed his lips a little irritably, pulled the ten fingers of his hands, knitted a spell in his mouth, and pulled out lightning bolts to shoot down the poisonous snake.

Although the man's movements were very fast, and there was no doubt that he had stepped into the realm of high-speed oracles, it still inevitably delayed for more than a second—which was enough for a woman who was clearly beyond common sense to regroup.

"Ah, there's still this hand, it's a mistake."

The hard-won advantage was fleeting, and the man could only pause the offensive.

"You won't forget, one of my nicknames."

The woman laughed. Despite the cloak and the hood, judging from the very magnetic low laughter and the exaggerated curves that loom through the gaps in the cloak, this is a very attractive woman, or-

"Gorgon, I should have thought of it." The man's eyebrows moved unconsciously, "I see, it's really an incomparable nickname." ”

"It's normal that you can't think of it, because you haven't seen me like this in your life. Relying on that strange magic bag, I couldn't even resist, and I was killed by you. ”

The woman said, raising the weapon in her hand and facing her neck mural. It was a long-handled sickle with a front like a crescent and a long rod at the back, looking very plain.

"—with this 'snake hunting scythe' that I got from Hermes, cut off my head like this."

"Medusa ......"

The man lowered his head, and the smile faded. Women who are called Medusa are also a bit of a disappointment.

"Don't put on such an expression, it's clear that the person who was killed was me, but you are the hero who defeated the monsters, Perseus."

"I'm sorry." The man known as Perseus continued to keep his head down.

"You-how can a hero apologize to a monster?"

"I'm not a hero, just a lucky one who has been favored by the gods. I've been waiting for such an opportunity to apologize in person. ”

"Well, you must not have thought that our goodbye would be like this. It is obviously your treasure, and it will appear in my hands. Obviously, Lancer's position is more suitable for you, but I occupy it. And you can only end up with a nondescript Caster. ”

Perseus was not angry at Medusa's taunts.

"Maybe it's also because of the favor of the gods, so that the divine blood in my body can be transformed into magic and perform magic. It's not a bad thing, it allows me to experience a different life from a different perspective. ”

Medusa looked at the man who had a relationship with her with a little surprise: "I didn't expect that coward who couldn't even stand on his feet would say such a thing." ”

"It's not like I haven't grown at all, and a lot of things have happened since that day."

"I think so, humans are really a very wonderful creature, which is why we are so fascinated by human blood."

Two golden rays of light appeared under the dark cloak, and the golden one was slender, like a snake's eyes.

"Medusa, you-" Seeing this, Perseus quickly flashed his figure and flashed behind a cover.

Medusa rolled her eyes. As far as the eye could see, everything was stained gray. That's the most powerful ability of the monster named Medusa, the Petrified Eye, and everything she sees is petrified.

"Perseus, I thought I had no hatred for you, but on the contrary, I would like to thank you for freeing me from endless madness. However, I now think it's not bad to just turn you into a stone statue and suck your blood dry. ”

"yes, it's the influence of 'that'?"

Perseus's eyes became sinister. The moment Medusa looked up, he saw the disgusting substance hidden under the cloak, crawling all over his body like black ash and black mud.

That thing was constantly affecting Medusa's otherwise normal soul and consciousness, making her more and more crazy. It may not be long before she becomes the legendary Gorgon, just as she did when she was alive - at least mentally.

"Perhaps, but it's not bad, fairy tales like heroes and monsters who are supposed to kill each other are not in my style."

The surging magic burst through the cloak of concealed aura, revealing a face and body that should have been incomparably beautiful, but had been turned ugly by the erosion of black ash.

The legendary monster, with snake hair flying, magic eyes fully open, holding the only weapon to restrain himself, entered the most crazy state.

"Come on, reenact the myth, Perseus! Can you still kill me this time? You have nothing! ”

Hiding behind the ruined cover, the man looked at his body, which was only a single coat, and then at his empty hands, and laughed at himself.

"yes, no weapons, no feathered shoes, no cloaks, no magic bags, no mirror shields, and no Pegasi...... Compared with the man who was favored by the gods and did everything smoothly, it was really shabby. But if you're going to say that I have nothing, you're wrong, Medusa—have you forgotten? I'm a very lucky man, and I'm afraid there are few people in the history of mankind who have had better luck than me. ”

"So what? Will luck allow you to break through your current predicament and overcome me? ”

Medusa roared, her voice getting hoarse, filled with crazy hysteria.

"Of course, as I said, I'm not without nothing, and I'll show you the new power I have - everyone, please!"

With Perseus's call, a young voice rang out.

"Yes!"

"Understood!"

"You don't need to say it!"

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