Not daring to look directly at the figure, Mawson quickly stepped back, but he soon realized that Medusa's seemingly emotional actions had destroyed all his retreats.

The ground cracked beneath his feet, and Mawson stepped into the air, and below was rolling magma!

At this time, Medusa shot 5 arrows in a row, almost sealing off all the space for Mawson to dodge.

"I thought we could live in peace."

Mawson shook his head, "But now it seems that your prejudice against men is a little too heavy. ”

Without control of his form, Mawson allowed himself to fall into the lava below.

The heat enveloped his body and then engulfed him completely.

The scales of Medusa's abdomen squirmed, and she cautiously leaned out.

To be sure, Medusa's beauty is even above Ai'e, she is more than 5 meters long, with a thick snake body and scales below her abdomen.

The key parts on the chest are also wrapped in scaly nails, from the navel upwards, the scales gradually fade, and by the time the chest is located, it has become no different from an ordinary woman.

I don't know if it's because she's been living underground for too long, or if it's because of something else, her skin is fair, like clotted fat.

The appearance is not as enchanting and seductive as imagined, but with some innocence in ignorance, and even a trace of curiosity in the eyes of downward exploration.

The slender eyebrows were furrowed together, as if angry at what Mawson had just said.

And the most eye-catching thing about her whole body is still a flying snake hair, and the emerald green thin snake wriggles in the air, obviously looking hideous and terrifying.

But with her innocent and beautiful face, hideous and innocent are mixed together, presenting a strange beauty.

As if she was still not at ease, Medusa bent her bow and shot three arrows in a row at the place where Mawson had sunk.

But just as she was about to leave, a heat wave erupted in the tumbling lava.

Syllable!

A humanoid creature reached out of it, and soon the fiery red figure was climbing rapidly up the rock walls on either side.

Hiss!

Medusa opened her mouth, revealing her sharp fangs, and she backed back some distance and shot several arrows in succession.

Skull, chest, and spine.

At such a close distance, the arrow hit the target without any surprise.

To Medusa's astonishment, the sharp arrow she shot pierced through the opponent's body and landed on the rock wall behind her.

But that's all it takes.

The opponent's body was like a liquid, and the magma flowed through the five arrows, and the opponent was unscathed, and at this time he seemed to have adapted to the characteristics of his body.

The whole body melted into a puddle of liquid, and then sprang up at a great speed, regrouping into a human form in mid-air, and with a flick of his hand, a large ball of flame shot out.

In a head-on confrontation, Medusa did not take half a step back, her eyes stared, and a ray of light shot out of her beautiful pupils, but her petrified pupils did not take effect on the other party.

The burning man continued to pounce on Medusa.

"I've shown enough sincerity, and since you don't want to, then I'll have to take a more radical approach."

Mawson's voice sounded, but by this time Medusa had no time to care.

In fact, Medusa's frontal hand-to-hand combat ability is not strong, and her combat power is mainly concentrated in three aspects, petrified pupils, powerful ranged attack power, and control of poisonous snakes.

But in the face of a burning burning man, all her abilities were useless, and her continuous attacks were fruitless, and soon, Medusa, who could not avoid it, was forced into a corner.

Immediately after, the burning man's body swelled, enveloping Medusa's entire body.

Hiss!

Medusa rolled wildly, screaming strangely, but her voice grew weaker and her hiss changed.

"Don't kill me......"

"Let Me Go ......"

The sound grew weaker and weaker until it was inaudible.

The burning man that enveloped Medusa re-transformed into a human form, then turned into a puddle of liquid, and returned to the lava through the cracks in the rock.

At this moment, a figure slowly rose from the lava.

None other than Mawson.

This is a new ability he has mastered, and as long as he has enough energy, he can create a flame golem, a soulless creature that is naturally not affected by the Petrified Pupil.

Mawson stepped forward, but he walked to the place where Medusa had fallen and looked at it, and his face couldn't help but show a hint of surprise.

Lying on the ground was not the terrifying gorgon, but a fair-skinned, blue-haired woman with no strands on her body.

"Uh......"

"I just want to teach her a lesson, but in this situation, it seems that it is easy to cause misunderstandings......"

But in fact, Mawson really doesn't have any other thoughts about Medusa.

Belch...... Even if there is, it has nothing to do with men and women.

…………

"Let's go."

Dragu led the crowd down the hill.

"Mawson actually took the eye pupil of the Styx witch, and at his speed, he should have reached Medusa's lair by now."

"If all goes well, by the time we get there, will he have completed his mission and taken Medusa's head?"

"The Kraken is hard-skinned and invulnerable, and no matter how many people can't kill it, only Medusa's eyes can petrify it, and this is our only chance."

Along the way, Dragu and the others barely rested, and rushed to the Styx Garden as fast as possible.

But when they met the Styx Witch, they realized that Mawson had been here two days ago.

"What do we do now?"

"Go ahead?"

Someone asked in a whisper.

"Medusa, the Medusa of the Gorgon, every year there are countless warriors who want to kill her, and in the end these people are gone."

"With a few ...... of us"

The man looked at his companion.

"Will it be Medusa's opponent?"

At this point, morale had dropped to freezing point.

At that moment, a low, suppressed voice of anger came from behind a dark stone wall.

"With me, I can easily kill Medusa!"

"And Mawson!!"

With this voice, a tall, hideous figure stepped out from behind the rock.

Perseus.

This former fisherman's son has experienced ups and downs in just a few days, the departure of his parents and relatives, the first time he saw the power of the gods, learned about his own life experience, and fell in love with someone for the first time in ignorance.

And then watch her die.

The fall without being hit is enough to prove the hardness of his mind.

The burns on his body had not yet healed, and he held a short spear in his right hand and a round shield on his forearm in his left hand.

Whether it's color or texture, these two weapons are clearly not ordinary.

"It's you?!"

After a few breaths, everyone recognized his identity.

"Perseus, you're still alive!"

Solon said with a look of surprise.

Not long ago, it was he who buried Perseus with his own hands.

"Alive?"

Perseus smiled sinisterly.

"What's the difference between the way I look now and the way I die?"