The appearance of the visitor was extraordinary, and not only Jose, but also Carret, who was a woman, was amazed for a while.

She had a delicate ivory complexion, and her hair was thickly curled like a long jet-black wave. The eyes are blazing, as bright as the stars.

The most peculiar of all are the two eyes, originally a quiet purple, but with a hint of crimson mixed in, a color that reminds Carreta of the pinnacle wine made by Dionysus in a crystal bottle.

Looking at the liquid inside through the crystal vessel, it is clear and pure, but after looking at it for a long time, the color that is so clean that there is no trace of impurities will make people feel extremely cold.

She was tall and plump, wearing a crimson floor-length dress, and the hem of one side was open high, faintly revealing a slender and full thigh.

Strings of golden bells hung from her jade-like wrists and ankles, swaying with her movements, making a crisp and crumbling sound.

On his right hand, which was clasped around his waist, he carried a long golden axe, and the most striking pattern on the handle was that of a two-headed snake ready to move.

Python Golden Axe!

Kareta recognized the famous artifact.

At the beginning of the creation of the third generation of Titan gods, it followed its master to conquer the north and south, and countless gods killed the heavenly soldiers under its axe blade, becoming a hated ghost on the Yellow Spring Road.

In an instant, Kareta also remembered the bewitching and mature figure in front of her.

"Long gone, messenger of love and light. It's been a long time since the Dark Temple has been so lively, so I'm here to join in the fun!"

Zhu lips opened lightly, and she showed an intoxicating smile, beautiful as a burning fire, but she did not hide the thick evil aura that overflowed from Zhou's body.

"You're... Cali... Goddess of Blood!"

Kareta gasped and stepped back in horror.

She didn't hear Venus mention Cali's background once.

Among the Titans, Kali was the daughter of the gods Kronos and Leia. After Zeus went to war with his father, a god saw Cali, who assisted Zeus in the war, disemboweled the prisoners alive, and then drank the blood of the dead mixed with wine in a tyrannical and cruel manner.

Since then, she has been given the title of "Goddess of Blood", and at the same time, she has also been isolated by the gods, and is regarded as the true evil god of the Titans.

In the human world, Kali is the protector of robbers and girls, especially the demon cults of ancient India, and she is worshipped.

After the god of darkness left Olympus, Cali, who had always preferred to live in seclusion, mysteriously disappeared into the Holy Mountain. Unexpectedly, she entered another dimension with Demos and made a home in the Dark Temple!

Kareta knew no better that even if she tried her best to solve today's battle, she had no chance of winning.

The dark god Demos was already a tough opponent, and he planned to wound him in one fell swoop, and then break through his barrier and lead Jose out of the Dark Temple while his strength was weak. But just when the goal was achieved immediately, a goddess of blood appeared.

Once she joins forces with Demos, how can she, who is so weak, compete with these two gods with the strongest fighting power of the Titans?

"He's the man who got his hands on Kareste?"

Cali's gaze swept over José, as light as a cool winter breeze sliding through his body without leaving a trace, but it was enough to make him shiver cold.

"Kareta would rather take risks and stay with an ordinary human than commit to the king of the dark realm, such an insult makes me feel disgraced even if I belong to the dark clan!"

"Sister, you always speak so meanly!"

Demos pursed his lips, showing a slight dissatisfaction.

Cali smiled, and looked at Jose's eyes with viciousness.

"Don't be angry, I have something to do with this man. Quite simply, if he touches Carette, I will unscrew his sinful hands, and if he kisses Carette, I will rip off his filthy mouth!"

José's body floated above the temple in response. Driven by Kali's thoughts, his arms were tangled and bent together in a way that ordinary people could not reach, like two fighting snakes, entwined and arguing with each other. He let out a wail of pain.

Kareta slashed with her sword, like a roaring female leopard lunging down on Kali.

A flash of golden light flashed, and the sword was sliced in two. The broken blade of the sword made a graceful arc in mid-air before falling and stabbing into the ground at Karete's feet. Cali flipped his hand and axe and shot down the other half of the broken sword in Karete's hand, with a swift and thorough movement.

In front of the python golden axe, Karete's weapons were thin and short, and they did not show any divine might.

The defeated Kareta stood in a daze, cold sweat dripping all over her body, and her original sharpness was detracted by Kali's two axes. In the face of the imposing Goddess of Blood, she was powerless and had no courage to cast a spell attack.

"He's going to break his arm, and then I'm going to tear off both of his mouths. Today, I can drink the young man's blood again!"

Cali raised an eyebrow and smiled lightly. Licking her scarlet lips greedily, her smile suddenly increased a little demonic.

Carette was completely distraught, and she didn't care about Cali's provocation, and rushed to José's bottom in a trembling state, but she didn't know how to save him in her desperation.

His screams were even more terrible, like a nail bayonet piercing all her nerves, like a living monster tearing at Carette's heart piece by piece, the sound of chewing and swallowing was the same muffled sound of the misalignment of every inch of his bones.

"Hector...!"

She screamed softly, and the blood-drenched image of Prince Kamiyo being killed resurfaced in front of her eyes.

There was a whirlwind, and Karete's body staggered.

"Stop... Don't ——!"

After a hoarse cry, she collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Carette finally had a nervous breakdown, she lowered her head, abandoned all self-esteem and pride, and begged in a trembling voice:

"Please... Please let him go... Don't hurt him again..."