Sure enough, Aquaman made up his mind and was about to turn back and exit this dark array, when a sharp flash struck in front of his dark eyes. The purple, bright attack struck the Sea King with all its might with a chill that seeped through the pores, causing him to retreat in a hurry.

Suddenly the body feels strange. At some point, the crystal ball in his arms had turned into a piece of charcoal, and the dim black enchantment was full of purple-red light. The burning pain of the fire made Aquaman's hands tremble involuntarily.

At the same time that the Black Enchantment was removed by Demos, the crystal ball had returned to its original state, and it recognized its owner as if it had eyes, and in an instant, it flew out of Aquaman's injured palm and disappeared from Demos's chest.

A cloud of water mist was condensed into cold ice in the injured palm of Poseidon's hand, and the burned part of the palm healed after the cold compress was less.

He cast his vicious and cold gaze on Demos, lamenting that the glory and power that had been taken away from him!

The sea was summoned by the power of the Sea King to gather behind him, rolling up endless waves, and for a time the roar was vibrating, and the tide continued to rise, just like the expansion of the Sea King's ambition, the tide jumped over Poseidon and hit Demos.

Demos's body erupted with powerful divine power, like a straight and thick pillar of dark purple light inserted into the headspace and invaded the water waves, and in an instant, it seemed to be hit and had no power to attack, and it turned into countless hazy hookahs like vapor and mist from the top of Demos's head, slowly spreading out in all directions.

Poseidon looked coldly, but saw Demos standing peacefully in the white hookah, with his sword in his chest. His weapon had a peculiar appearance, and his whole body was as crystal clear as a black diamond, as clear as ice, radiating a silent but seductive black streamer.

The material used to forge the long sword of Demos is the "Black Stone" buried in the deepest part of the valley of the "Ice Prison" in the ninth prison of Hades, because only his dark power can control and control the power contained in this dark stone, so when the Dark Stone Sword was cast, Demos gave it a more evil and dark name - Destruction!

Aquaman lunged towards Demos. Demos shifted the attack sideways, and the moment the two sides were staggered, he felt half of his face rub against a sharp blade qi, and after a slight numbness, the skin quickly became spicy and painful. Fixing his gaze at Posseton, a cold glow appeared in front of his hand, revealing the trident of blades that he was most proud of.

At the end of the first encounter, no one needed to bother to talk any more, and after a two-second pause, they rushed up directly to continue fighting. The sword of destruction is against the trident, and the dark power is more resistant to the sea.

There is no lack of spell contest where the blades meet, no one refuses to give in, no one can admit defeat, the black fog is filled between the vast waters, and there are two figures shuttling back and forth, constantly rolling and competing in the deep space, fighting so that the sky and the earth are dim, and the murderous aura is soaring.

The screams came from afar, like a clear dividing line, instantly stopping the battle between the two realms, and finally teaching Demos to remember that the ultimate purpose of this trip was not to deal with the Sea King.

The cry was none other than that of Karet, who had been wounded by the strings of the lyre, and was on the verge of life and death.

"What the hell did you do to her!"

Demos roared at the Sea King, and at the same time, he heard a burst of melodious but also eerie piano sounds, which filled the entire hall space.

"You've made the choice of the god of darkness to want the gem instead of her, who is to blame?" said Aquaman, smiling gloomily.

"Listen, what a beautiful piano sound, enjoy it! This is the soul-breaking song for Karete!haha, ahaha!"

The more Aquaman spoke, the more crazy he became, and he raised his head and raised his arms and laughed loudly. The sea poured into the temple with his unbridled laughter, like soldiers under the orders of the king gathered at the feet of the sea king, ready for a fight.

Demos had no intention of fighting, and he turned around and flew in the direction of the deeper temple to the sound of Aquaman's wild laughter.

The Sea King swung his trident and stirred up a mound of water from the waters that overflowed into the temple, like a huge silver dragon that used its transparent torso to accurately and quickly wrap around Demos's ascending body the moment it burst out of the water.

"Fuck off, Poseidon! I don't have time for you—"

Despite Demos's struggles, all sorts of spells that could break through were useless.

Aquaman's water spell is ever-changing, rigid and soft, as if weaving a sticky spider web in Daze, and Demos's crumbling body is the poor insect that has unfortunately fallen into a trap, tightly wrapped in a strong spider silk and unable to get out.

"Farewell to the god of darkness! Take your beloved woman with you to the Yellow Springs! Remember to bring my greetings to Hades!"

The Sea King's eyes lit up with a fierce light, and he threw the trident in his hand with all his strength as he spoke.

Demos broke out in a cold sweat all over his body, and the three-point glowing cold front flew closer and closer to him, and the blade qi became more and more intense, but he couldn't fight back.

However, just as the Trident was about to touch Demos's throat, it stopped motionless in front of Demos's eyes.

Immediately, Cali appeared in the air in front of him in a scarlet bandeau skirt of a dazzling color, full of waves and dark clouds, fluttering casually in the wind, heroic and proud. She held the python golden axe in her right hand, and firmly grasped the long handle of the trident in her left hand, and looked at the sea king opposite menacingly without saying a word.

"Sister..." Demos could never have imagined that Cali would come. The two were still quarreling before, but now at the moment of crisis, she actually helped in person, and he was grateful while a bead of sweat the size of a bean slid down his forehead.

"What a fool!

With a grumbling voice, Cali waved his arm and threw the weapon in his left hand back to Aquaman. The moment he caught the trident, Poseidon unlocked the water curse.

"Interesting, Kali, you still decided to help the Dark God?"

"I'm only going to help the Darks!" she replied coldly, and then asked Demos behind her, "Where's the Athena Jewel?"

"Rest assured, I'm here. ”

"Okay! Aquaman's opponent is me! If you insist on going to find that woman, please do it!"

Cali's tone was stiff and his words were unpleasant, but Demos knew his sister. Her personality is always too strong, and she never reveals the slightest feminine femininity and gentleness. If she hadn't arrived in time, the crisis she had just had just now would never have been resolved.

"Please!"

Demos didn't shirk it, and flew away with a word of advice to her.

Side Temple——

The strings of the lyre became even more unbridled, stabbing into Karet's arms, thighs, and back. She fell to the ground, unable to move again.

At this moment, the strings were like soldiers returning triumphantly with booty, dragging Carette's flesh back into the forged harp skeleton, and once again leveling out a delicate and fine web, reflecting the mottled and crystalline light.

Jean finally quieted down, and seemed to have temporarily retreated from her bloodthirsty madness after a hearty meal, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

Medusa was the first to give in and end the fight with Triton. At the moment, the errand ordered by the Sea King has been completed, and the thorn in his eye has been removed, and there is no need to worry too much about him. No matter what, he is also the identity of the great prince of the sea clan, and he is the descendant of the king of the sea in the god generation, if he is offended, he is afraid that he will not be able to escape Poseidon's reproach in the future.

Swaying the snake, Medusa glides all the way to the front of the harp. Looking up, it saw Kareta hanging high in the center of the dense web of strings. She lowered her head, her arms stretched out to the sides, her body in a cross form, her wrists wrapped around two strings.

The thin, tough silver threads were as sharp as the blades, strangling Karete's delicate skin with blood, and the strings that ran through her and emerged from the other side of her torso were stained red with blood. Blood and sweat were all over her, and she was completely fainted by the pain of purgatory.

Medusa narrowed her eyelids, and her serpentine eyes looked even more eerie and unforgiving, as if what appeared before her was not a living body, but only a tattered old sheepskin firmly chained between a pair of metal poles, the edges held in place by strips of twine. The sheepskin was painted with fiery red patterns, bright red and exciting, which made Medusa's mood boil secretly.

"Even if you dare to compete with me for favor, now you don't have a perfect body and silky skin, and you have become uglier than me, see what you can do to confuse my beloved Aquaman!"

She laughed happily, twisting her thin waist around the harp one lap after another, and felt that there was nothing more pleasing to her than to solve her rival with her own hands.

Terry picked up the screw with the same hand, and the strength of his palm grew, and the five fingers gripped the screw tighter and tighter, until the whole arm became numb and trembling. He couldn't forgive himself no matter what, if this hand had exerted such strength just now, he would not have lost the magic weapon to defeat the enemy, and then he would not have missed the crucial opportunity to save Karetta.

He lowered his eyes weakly, unable to bear to look at Karetta's body floating on a high ground, and the visual impact of such a tragic sight was so strong that his fragile senses and nerves could not bear it anyway.

Triton was uncomfortable, as if he was feeling the pain of Karete, and he could no longer control his emotions, and let out a mournful sound of "babbling and whining".

Medusa shook her head and wagged her tail and danced like a pro-level belly dancer. She is very good at basing her happiness on the pain of others, and the more sad and sad Triton is, the more joyful she becomes, and she laughs without restraint or self-control.

In vain, she stopped her movements, and after a moment of consciousness she regained consciousness, only to find that the lyre, the Kareta on the tip of the lyre, and Triton were all gone.

"Damn... He's still trying to get her out, don't let me find out!"

Medusa cursed, and coldly rushed into a dark shadow, almost colliding with her as the snake reached the door. She circled the snake's tail and dodged it quickly, and the snake danced restlessly, swallowing out snake letters and constantly visiting, and the sound of "sizzling" was endless.