"What was that?"

Everyone looked at each other, their faces full of doubt.

"Is the fire on him real?"

Someone asked.

As soon as the words fell, they were despised from all sides.

What happened to Perseus, everyone didn't see clearly, the headless body of Lovely E was still twitching on the ground, as for his once beautiful head.

Well, it's been a complete mass of coke.

"Is he a god?"

"A god who can manipulate fire?"

All eyes were on Dragu.

"I don't know."

Dragu shook his head.

"He was picked up in the woods by an old fellow and sold to a gladiator training camp."

Dragu swallowed.

In fact, he was the most astonished of all.

"I heard that he was nowhere to be found when he was picked up, and I don't know what happened before?"

"Defenceless?"

"Could it be that all the clothes on his body were burned by himself unintentionally?" Someone muttered something in a whisper.

"Marca, what do you know about Mawson?" Dragu turned to look at Maca.

To be precise, Marca is the one who knows the most about Mawson.

At this time, everyone's gaze at Maka completely changed, although everyone didn't know whether Mawson was a god or not, but the power he showed was not far from a real god.

Naturally, Maca's identity is also rising.

"The master is the beacon of my life, and I am willing to break my bones for him!"

Marca said with a fanatical expression.

In his heart, Mawson at this time was no different from a god.

"What about this woman's body?" Someone asked, "And why did Mawson kill her?" ”

"Bury it."

"After all, we know each other."

Dragu frowned.

"There are many doubts in this matter, this woman named Ai'e is probably not simple, everything is too coincidental, but it doesn't matter, she is dead now, and everything is over."

"Another ......"

Dragu pointed to a young warrior, "You and Solon go and look in the woods, go find Perseus, and bury him on the spot if he is dead." ”

"If he's still alive, bring him back."

"Yes."

The two nodded, and walked away quickly.

On the horizon, there is a glimmer of light, the sun is about to rise, and a new day begins.

But after this incident, the whole team was devastated, and Dragu rubbed his temples tiredly.

"I have to complete the mission!"

No matter how difficult it is, he must persevere, because behind him are the inhabitants of the entire Argos.

Soon after, Solon and another soldier returned to the camp.

"I'm sorry, we found him, but he's been burned to the ground, and he can't die anymore."

"We didn't bring him back, we buried him on the spot, and then we put a tombstone on him."

"That's the limit of what we can do."

Dragu's face darkened.

He had thought that Perseus was a demigod and that there would be miracles, but for now......

"Forget it, pack up, let's go immediately!"

"Target Styx Gardens."

Long after everyone left, a pitch-black arm suddenly poked out from a new grave!

…………

"Is this the Styx Garden?"

The ruin in front of him is very different from Mawson's imagination, the dead wood crows, the vultures hovering in the sky, the poisonous insects and miasma in the swamp.

This is a truly barren land.

Mawson falls halfway up the mountain.

He looked up and saw the pitch-black rocks, even in the daytime, the sky was always covered with dark clouds, and the area within a radius of more than ten miles was gloomy.

Sunlight cannot penetrate the clouds.

Wail!

The black crow, which had always been the size of an ordinary vulture, stood on a tree branch, staring at Mawson with scarlet eyes.

Follow the winding stone steps all the way up.

Despite the ruins everywhere, Mawson could tell that it had once been a thriving place.

Maybe a long time ago, what a beautiful garden.

The Garden of Death.

The whole mountain was not high, but the temperature became lower the higher it went, and there was a murmuring sound in my ears, as if an invisible ghost was preventing Mawson from approaching.

Mountaintop.

The cold wind blew, and there was not a single figure in sight.

Cuckoo!

An unknown black slime tumbled in a stone pool in the middle of the mountaintop, and a fishy stench filled the air, and Mawson looked around, but he didn't feel any breath of a living person.

"No one?"

"Or is it already hidden?"

Waiting is not Mawson's character, and the flames rise from him.

A jumping fireball emerges from the palm of his hand.

"Since there's no one, let's blow it up."

"Hmm...... Who says there's no one here?"

"Shiro has a pair of eyes."

A voice from the pubic side came.

Mawson turned around, and a strange rock not far behind him seemed to come to life, it was an old woman in a gray cloth robe and faceless.

The skin on his body was gray, and his exposed arms were dry and slender, like dried corpses.

Her voice was hoarse, her shriveled mouth was toothless, one hand was open, and in her fingers was a large, constantly turning eyeball.

As she spoke, two other strange rocks moved around her.

"Give me your eyes, and let me look at them too."

"We haven't had a guest here for a long time......"

"What should you give him something to eat?"

"Well, the spiders down the cave are ovulating again, and I love that taste."

"You can eat deliciously even if you don't have teeth."

"Give me eyes so I can look at them too, maybe we can change the taste."

The last old woman said.

"He said he was going to burn down our house, unforgivable, and he must eat him."

The Styx Witches, three witches who share one eye and teeth, bring together the ugliness of the world in them.

The second witch fumbled for the eye.

"I like the way he looks, maybe you can give him to me before eating him, he can make me happy for a long time......"

"No, that will affect the taste, I don't agree."

The three seemed to ignore Mawson's presence and quarreled on their own.

Mawson was a little speechless.

He shook his hand, and the fireball in his hand shot over.

"Get out of the way!"

The witch with the eyes shouted as she pushed one of the sisters away from her, and she herself rolled on the ground.

But the rest of her body was not so lucky, and the flames enveloped her body, and she struggled violently, letting out a terrible scream.

"Now we can have a good talk."

"What do I do if I want to kill the Kraken?"

Mawson asked.

"He dared to attack us, we can't tell him." A witch shouted.

"Oh?"

Mawson frowned, and with a quick move, the flames that were surging on the ground detached from the witch, and then enveloped the witch who had just spoken like a living creature.

"Don't hurt me, I know."

"Medusa, you need to find Medusa!"

She shouted.