"I love the taste."

Stepping down from the bone ship, Mawson stepped onto a strange land.

The air was dry, there was a faint smell of sulfur, and the fog had become much thinner, but it was still too far away to see it.

According to the witch, after disembarking from the ship, a short walk ahead is Medusa's palace, which is said to be a palace, but it only has some basic outlines.

Statues were torn down, stone pillars collapsed, and there were broken walls everywhere.

After spending most of the day in the Royal Library of Argos, Mawson also knew some world history.

The human beings of this world do not have their own history, their history is attached to the chronicles of the gods.

All the accounts revolve around God, and because of the long life, many of them have been tampered with, which makes many things confusing and impossible to investigate.

According to the style of the palace, it obviously does not belong to any country in the current human society.

The remnants of an ancient civilization have become Medusa's lair, what is going on?

Or what really happened between man and God?

Mawson walked down the broken steps into the palace.

Can't look her in the eye.

This is a guideline to keep in mind when facing Medusa, and Mawson is not clear about how resistant he is to petrification.

But according to legend, in addition to her petrification abilities, Medusa was also an excellent archer.

He didn't come here to seize Medusa's Petrified Eye to fight against the Kraken.

Princess Andromeda is indeed a beauty, but her charm is not yet so great that Mawson is willing to die for her.

He already had some guesses in his heart now, in this world, magical abilities, legendary treasures, all have extraordinary functions, and all of them are closely related to the origin fragments.

If Mawson wants to collect Origin Fragments, he needs to actively touch these items, and at the same time, he needs to look for opportunities to strengthen himself.

Even the latter, in Mawson's heart, is the main thing.

After hundreds of years, there is no more prosperous and elaborate decoration in the palace, and there are rough stone pillars and statues everywhere.

Of course, there is no shortage of lifelike ones.

They show either panic or despair.

The expression is realistic, and the appearance of life is completely preserved.

These are statues formed by the gaze of Medusa's petrified eye.

Mawson knocked on one.

The stone cracked, and the statue's head fell from its neck.

He smashed his skull open, and was surprised to find that even the internal structure had been completely preserved.

"It's an amazing ability."

The smell of sulfur in the air grew heavier, and Mawson stepped down.

Yes, the palace has only two floors above ground, and the rest of the bulky part is built entirely underground.

Mawson couldn't imagine what kind of race would live underground all the time.

Although he seemed to be leisurely along the way, and seemed to be in the mood to study the decorations and statues in the palace, in fact, all his attention was on his surroundings, listening carefully to the sounds of the neighborhood.

The afterglow of the corner of his eye swept quickly.

Rustling.

The sound of stone particles rubbing against each other sounded.

Finally, when he reached the bottom floor of the palace, there was a piercing sound of breaking through the air.

Laugh at.

Mawson leaned sideways slightly.

A green arrow shot into the stone wall beside him.

Mawson turned his head to see that the tip of the arrow was clearly a thin green snake.

Rustling.

The sound in his ears became violent, and Mawson knew that Medusa was approaching him, and did not dare to look back, he moved quickly, dodging behind the pillar.

"Calm down, I'm not here to get in trouble." Mawson spoke.

But the answer to him was a sharp arrow that came at a rapid pace.

The arrow actually pierced the stone pillar, and the small snake at the tip hissed and opened its mouth to bite.

Burst!

Mawson snapped out a wisp of flames, but he didn't expect that the strange snake only hissed when it was burned by the flames, but it didn't die.

"Very resistant to fire?"

Mawson frowned.

This is not good news.

"I have no ill will towards you, and I don't want to be a so-called warrior."

"I think we need to talk about it."

"I've heard about you."

"Hiss!"

A voice came from the hall, but for a while, Mo Sen couldn't lock the direction from which the sound came.

"Man ......"

"All have to die!"

A voice filled with infinite hatred came.

It's Medusa.

In all fairness, although the voice has some beastly madness, the voice is extremely beautiful, and even if it is angry, it also reveals a strange charm.

It's dangerous, but it's tempting to try.

"The person who hurt you is Poseidon, after all these years, I think you should have tried revenge, right?"

"But what about the result?"

Mawson smiled.

"You can only huddle in a ruined palace on the edge of hell, alone, and occasionally face the warriors who come to kill demons."

"And what about Poseidon?"

"He controls the seas, he dances for him with the most beautiful merfolk around him, and he sings from the Kraken, and he is almost the most powerful god besides Zeus and Hades."

"And everything he has done to you has become a story that shows his heroism......"

"You are the victim, but you have become the target of ten thousand killings."

Chemical element! Chemical element! Chemical element!

Several sharp arrows hit the place where Mawson was hiding in succession, and the hard wall was pierced, and the venom spat out by one of the small snakes even corroded a large hole in the wall.

"Kill you!"

"Men deserve to die!"

Medusa roared.

Mawson shifted his hiding place, his eyes slightly lowered to the ground, his ears listening carefully to the sounds around him.

"But you should hate the other person more than Poseidon."

"Revered goddess of wisdom and war, Athena!"

"Shhhhh

Hearing this name, Medusa instantly rioted, she frantically shot the sharp arrow in her hand, the surrounding buildings were damaged, and half of the palace was swept by her.

"That's a respected goddess."

"I prayed to her for help when you faced an insult, but Athena didn't respond to you."

"And when you've been tortured and managed to escape Poseidon's clutches, you hope that the goddess will help you get justice and punish that shameless villain."

"But it's a pity that ......"

"Athena turned you away, and you, who came immediately, were raped again!"

Mawson's tone was calm, but he uncovered a past that Medusa was most reluctant to recall.

Yes, she hated Athena more than Poseidon who actually practiced sin, just outside Athena's temple, separated by a wall.

The goddess she loved and served had abandoned her completely.

She still remembers Poseidon's laughter and Athena's indifference!

Compared with the physical pain, the spiritual betrayal caused more and more pain!

Only by trusting a person completely will one understand the despair of being abandoned.

"Die!"

"I'm going to kill you!"

He was the only one who rushed out desperately.

And at this time, all the obstacles between her and Mawson completely disappeared.

Mawson was confronted with a petrified ray of light that was shining on him!