A young woman dressed as a waitress passed by Demos's line of sight, pushing a metal cart with both hands, unhurriedly passing through the crowd of three or five, her emaciated back as light as a ghost.

Unlike other waitresses, her cart is not full of food and drink, but all kinds of colorful flowers for celebrations.

It's time –

Demos grabbed Caret suddenly.

"Are you hungry, let's go, I'll take you to another place for lunch." ”

"Change places?"

Kareta looked at the sea in bewilderment, and looked at him again. She could sense an unnatural, directionless whirlwind rising, a precursor to his instantaneous spatial shift.

But why do you have to leave with this spell at this time?

The waitress's cartload of flowers had stopped right in front of the Carmenian family.

Delighted, Yusia selected a bouquet of fiery roses from among the flowers. As she leaned down to smell the flowers, the flowers immediately turned into angry flames that burned her proudest face.

Kareta heard screams of terror from the crowd, and she ran away from Demos to the scene of the accident.

"Don't be nosy, Karet!"

Demos shouted from behind. To no avail, he had no choice but to shake his head, and his body passed away with a touch of wind.

The source of the disaster, the flames have spread to the bride, and even her father, Carmenia Sr., who is next to her, has been implicated, and her whole body is bathed in flames.

At this moment, the float has evolved into a train, and the flames are like a vicious devil bursting with wanton power, constantly attacking and harming the people who come to help around them.

They became a swarm of headless flies scurrying around the deck, some fainting in the middle of running due to excessive fright, and some were on fire and fell into the sea after two runs.

The tragic sight reflected in Carret's blue eyes, and the terrible cry for help in her ears, all stimulated her compassionate.

Without thinking much about it, she summoned the Arctic Cold Technique to minimize her body temperature, and then lunged at Yusia, hugging her burning body and rolling on the deck.

A violent blizzard fell from the sky, and the snow weighed down a thick layer on the deck, but it was not strong enough to suppress the fire.

José and Nana arrived amid the commotion.

"Kareste! don't—"

Nana rushed over, struggling to separate her from the charred Yusia.

The fire finally weakened to the point where it was extinguished. Wisps of green smoke came out of the charcoal-black corpse of the woman, emitting a disgusting smell of burning. Old Kamenia's body lay aside, dead not much like his daughter.

"Hmm..."

Karette suddenly felt a tumult in her stomach, and she couldn't help but cover her mouth and nose for a while and vomit.

"Are you alright?" Nana kept patting her on the back.

"That woman is the reincarnation of the witch Medea, and her jealousy of hatred has been burned into this flame, so your Arctic North spell won't have much effect!"

"What?"

The story of Medea and Iason is the most talked about topic of Venus, the goddess of love, to Carreste. Whenever the goddess of love and marriage in the world was in a bad mood, she would tell her messenger about the tragic couple, and most of the way she spoke was self-reproach.

In the goddess's mind, their marriage was regarded as the saddest and most failed of all the loves she had matched.

Now, this couple with love debts is reincarnated again, but they still have to deal with the grievances and grievances of their previous lives.

Following Nana's finger, Kareta finally saw the female perpetrator standing not far away, laughing maniacally.

With a hideous look on her face, she was approaching the safe and sound bridegroom, Evan, whose pleas for mercy and prayers seemed to be in vain.

Eventually, he was stuck at the very front of the ship's side, with no way out. In despair, he had to turn around and cross the sea, but was caught up and stopped by Jose, who was one step ahead.

"Miletti, please, stop adding to your sins!"

She didn't answer Jose, her eyes burning red with the desire for revenge. Those who prevented her from taking revenge became her enemies!

The blackened clouds sank, and bats flapped their wings of death into the crowd, tearing at their skin, devouring their blood, and spreading deadly venom through their meridians. Fragile lives wither in misfortune and terror.

Jose and the groom he was rescuing were besieged by a gang of bats, and José resisted with one hand, and the other hand was still holding on to the groom.

But this group of elves of death did not let go of the negative man, and he finally fell into the vast sea.

Kareta stood up angrily.

"Betherphone, help!"

"Yes!"

Nana agreed. As the daughter of the goddess of the earth, she can summon the spirit of mountains and rivers without much effort. The earth and the island echo each other, resonating and trembling in a low voice. The bats were disturbed and all flew away.

Kareta took the opportunity to get closer to the demonic woman. Behind her back, a sudden palm stretched out and hit her in the back of the heart.

In the name of loving God, the soul is purified—

Kareta closed her eyes and prayed intently. While transmitting the power of pure heart, she suddenly felt an unusually familiar Titan's power in the other party's body.

"Hehehehehehe..."

The other party turned his head and smiled at Karete, whose eyes were wide open in surprise. At this moment, the woman who has not spoken a word since the beginning of the revenge operation, Yeonyan's smile is oozing with ridicule and ridicule similar to that of Demos.

Frightened, Kareta retracted her hand and staggered, her steps backing and forth.

It's him! It's him again! Is it really what he arranged? Why?!

"Maybe something amazing will happen at this wedding......"

Yes, he did, and sure enough...... Premeditated...... But......

"Do you like this kind of spectacle? I'll do it for you, and I'll do it for you, and the momentum will never be inferior to anything you've seen so far......"

With these words in his mind, as well as his expectant eyes and helpless sighs, Carreta still couldn't believe that everything was arranged by Demos.

Is he a devil? If so, what are his actions? Is it his habitual trick of playing for fun, or is it a little bit of true feelings that are hidden from the bottom of his heart......

With a cold sneer on the corner of Mileti's mouth, she walked to the side of the ship, and stopped where her enemy had fallen into the sea. Turning to face Karete, she leaned over into the arms of the sea in her pained but helpless gaze—

The hatred is over, and so is Medea's life! But I don't know if if there is a chance to be reincarnated, will she continue her anger and the jealousy in her belly...

The ship stopped on a nearby island, and Carette landed to find Demos. In fact, from the beginning to the end of the riots, he watched from the highest point of a hill at the sea of misery on the "Opal", with an indifferent expression.

Karete's facial expression blanked. She walked over without the slightest hesitation, and threw her palm in Demos's face.

He suddenly felt half of his face numb for a while, and he wanted to be angry but couldn't. For the first time in his life, he was slapped by a woman, but it was not the first time he encountered Carreste's "violence".

First biting his tongue a long time ago, and now slapping his face. For thousands of years, there have been all the Titans, and only a low-level god like her has such courage to dare to commit crimes against him and dare to do great things against him.

"I've warned you... Don't meddle in things. ”

He looked at Carette calmly and said in a light tone.

"Why Eusea! Did she offend you?"

Even if you don't rely on my strength, the people of Koloto will sooner or later seek revenge, and the evil cause of the Carmenian family in the business war must be swallowed by themselves..."

"Sophistry!"

"Don't you understand? Even if Medea is reincarnated, she can't get rid of the tragic ending, this is the fate of her and Iason! You and Hector are the same, they can't be together in the past life, even in this life..."

"Shut up—"

Carette was furious. Demos's simple but direct warning pierced her heart like a steel needle, making it tremble as it hurts.

"Your heart is too hard, that's why... Demos, I didn't expect you to miss the old love at all. obviously knew that the other party was Yusia in advance, but he could still bear the pain of the killer..."

She cried in anger, crying so sadly, crying silently, and her tumbling heart was all a wave of sorrow.

Blame me! Blame me! Only if I am a fool will I believe your words, that kind of warm affection, and even the slightest touch for this! I am such a big fool that I can't see your demonic face and nature clearly—

"Do we have to quarrel over other people's affairs?"

In front of the more sincere Carret, some of the truth does not make sense at all, so Demos is a little anxious.

"Someone else's business?"

Arguing is useless, and she has to sigh helplessly if she doesn't speculate on this kind of talk.

"Don't waste any more time, no matter how many innocent lives you are hurt, the result will be the same, I can't be with you at all. You are the god of darkness, and I am the messenger of light. I give happiness to others, but you are always destroying the happiness of others. You and I are enemies!"

In Demos's stunned expression, Carette wept and walked away.

You and I are enemies of opposites—

Demos was alone in the wind, and the only thing that echoed in his ears was her cruel and unusual voice. The stiff demeanor eased at this moment, softening into infinite sadness and sighs.

What the hell should I do, Carret, how can I stop the tears of sorrow in your eyes, how can I get your love—