Demos sat at his desk with his eyes closed, describing exhaustion, his two thumbs rubbing his sore temples.

For three days, he had been restless, under the pressure of all sorts of bad news from his men.

Karet's whereabouts are still unknown, and despite the search and rescue efforts of Greece, no progress has been made, despite the search and rescue efforts being searched every corner of the Greek ground. At present, all forces have to return to their nests, and it is no longer up to the dark forces to decide beyond the land range of Greece.

I don't know where she is, I don't know where she is, I don't even feel the slightest breath of her presence on the ground, all of her news is still unknown, this is the first time this terrible situation has happened.

The wait at this time was undoubtedly the same as painful torment for Demos, and he had never had such fear in his heart. He even began to be afraid, afraid that she had turned into a kite with a broken string and quietly flew away from his world, and from then on he was at a loss for life and death.

The helpless silence is full of bitter thoughts and memories. Karete's bright and beautiful smile, Karete's sad cry, Karete's cold anger, Karete's sad sorrow... All her delicate and changeable expressions came alive in front of Demos's eyes, driving his nerves to the brink of collapse.

Noah gently placed a Martell glass of ice cubes in Demos's hand, then stepped aside to make no sound. As a close servant of the Dark God, the only thing he did in one of his few moments of distress was to silently serve him a cup of black coffee or other flavored liquor, and then stop disturbing him easily.

There was no prelude to a wind, and the sky suddenly turned cloudy, followed by a torrential downpour.

Noah walked to the window and was about to raise his hand to close the window, but he felt the strange appearance of the sudden arrival, and hurriedly exclaimed:

"King!"

Turning to look at Demos, he was also stunned, staring at the glass of wine on the table. As if disturbed by some kind of force, the transparent ice cubes in the wine glass had long since dissolved, mixed with the amber liquor, boiling with extraordinary excitement in the small vessel.

"Bastard!"

Demos cursed quietly, his eyebrows tightened tighter.

Both master and servant felt a Titan's power with the moisture of Mizusawa rapidly approaching their position. Looking at each other, they walked out of the studio one after the other.

On the street outside the door, a man and woman came side by side from a distance, their uneven figures shuttling freely in the dense curtain of water, but their hair and clothes were not wet at all. This alone is enough to see that people are not idle mortals!

"You've always been nice, dear brother. ”

Stopping at the bottom of the steps, the tall man looked up at Demos slightly, a warm smile on his face, and his shiny silver hair contrasted with Demos's black hair.

"Aquaman... Poseidon!"

Demos was surprised and displeased, and was extremely reluctant to say hello. He knew that if there was no important matter, this god~ who had not met him much since the beginning would never come for no reason. Moreover, his character is by no means as eloquent as Hades, the king of Hades.

"Won't you let me in?"

As he spoke, Poseidon climbed the steps himself, stepping over the gap between Demos and his attendant Noah into the studio, followed by Medusa, who had been transformed into a beauty.

Wandering around at will, his gaze roughly swept over the finished oil paintings in the room, and Aquaman's face revealed an extremely contemptuous smile.

"The world is so changeable! How can the most irascible dark god of the Titans become a successful artist? Tell me my brother, how did you manage to put down the butcher's knife in your hand and pick up the paintbrush instead?"

"You came all the way here to make fun of me?"

Demos shot back coldly.

"Of course not! I'm here to bring you something good, and I'm sure you'll change your attitude when you see it. ”

Aquaman chuckled as Demos caught the cowhide envelope that Medusa had thrown over, then opened the paper seal and pulled out a strand of long, sun-colored hair inside.

“... She's there with you... Sure enough..."

The silk hair was wrapped in an envelope and clutched tightly by Demos. He glared angrily at the Sea King, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly.

Outside the window, the clouds were gloomy, and the rolling thunder was brought out by the wrath of the dark god, and the ground trembled a few times. Lightning pierced the dreary sky with a blinding light, and rushed through a window into the house, striking the concrete floor between Poseidon's feet, and the charred spot of hit rose in a cloud of black smoke.

"You'd better not mess around, otherwise all the damage done to me will be paid by your sweetheart!"

As soon as the sea king's intimidation fell, the rain rose to the top, the sound of the "whooshing" water was deafening, the stagnant water overflowed one step after another, and the outside scenery was all gathered in an invincible white mist and water splash.

On the table in the room, the liquid in the bantam wine glass had been manipulated by Poseidon's power, and it floated into the air and stopped between the two gods, turning into a spike in the blink of an eye, and the sharp peak was aimed straight at Demos.

Noah's face was cold and indignant, and a murderous double-edged flying knife quietly summoned out from his lowered right palm. Armed with him at the same time is the Medusa beside the Sea King, who smells the murderous aura and transforms in an instant, looking like a snake demon all over his body, the vermilion snake letter is excitedly twitching and shaking at Noah, and the snake hair is full of vicious dances.

Noah raised his hand diagonally and threw his weapon, and the cold light swirled in a curved arc in the air to shatter the dangling weapon. Several pieces of weapons fluttered to the ground in the spark splash and turned back to their original liquid state.

This confrontation only took place in the blink of an eye, and before the throwing knife was back in the attacker's hands, Medusa quickly launched a counterattack, and the cloudy snake's eyes turned red with coal, and suddenly released two red rays of light that shot at Noah's body.

"Noah—"

Demos cried out in fear as he caught the hovering throwing knife, but it was too late. The servant's body had long since turned white and stiffened, and he had become a stone statue with a shocked expression.

"You... These bastards!"

"Medusa can't be blamed for this. My lover has always been timid, and any fright will scare her into turning the mischievous guy to stone. It's your subordinates who have a terrible temper!"

Poseidon sneered, "Okay, now, can you talk to me peacefully?"

"I have nothing to talk to you about! Release Kareta and restore my men to their original forms!"

"So, you know what I want?"

"Of course I know! No matter how the years change, you are the same as before, desolate ~ lustful ~ greedy, obscene ~ shameless ~ shameless!

"Who are you to say that about me? After all, the gem is not your own. I still don't understand why the Lady of Fate chose you in the first place, but that's not the point, because you're not in the right position to have it!"

When he first met Hades in Greece, Demos had a premonition that the secret of the gem had been revealed, and that his people who coveted it would come to his door one by one.

Demos had long been mentally prepared for battle, but he didn't want to provoke him this time by the most cunning guy in the clan, and he actually pinched his sore spot at the first attack, that is, to threaten the safety of Carette.

"This has nothing to do with Karete, you let her go first! ”

"How could it have nothing to do with her?wasn't she coming to the human realm with the gods of Olympus to find out where it was?was kept in the dark for now only temporarily, and it was only a matter of time before she knew the truth. ”

Poseidon's eyes narrowed evilly, and it was clear that he had an ulterior motive in speaking.

"You..."

Demos held back his anger, knowing in his heart that the result of reckless action would only make the passive situation worse.

"Brother, I'm doing this for your own good. It's painful to choose between Beauty and Queenship, isn't it?"

Posseton chuckled, proud that his brilliant brain had come up with such a perfect reason.

"I'm waiting for you in the underwater temple!

Posseton locked on Demos with a fierce gaze, a helpless and pained expression, and after a few seconds, he gave Medusa a look. The basilisk was very sensitive, and remained vigilant of Demos's movements, and only after her master had gone outside alone and had safely evacuated did she shake her snake tail and disperse her ghostly figure.

After the rain, the sun reappeared outside the window, but the dark clouds in Demos's heart were still thick.

Calming down a little, he lowered his head and walked up to Noah, who had become a stone statue, and patted his shoulders with both hands and was silent for a moment.

When he looked up again, his expression was resolute, more as if he was swearing to his faithful servant.

"Don't worry, man, I'll save Kareta and turn you back to your original form!

Under the sea –

Kareta frantically froze in the room where she was imprisoned.

She lifted her hand and flipped over the tray that Triton had placed on the table, grabbed the metal candlestick and threw it to the ground, and tore the gem kettle and tea bottle toss, and finally tore off a few hanging draperies. If it weren't for the crystal lamp hanging high enough, she would definitely jump up and take it off and throw it outside!

Terry ordered a group of attendants not to interfere, and drank back from the thugs who had rushed to the door when they heard the noise. He stood quietly and waited, waiting for Carette to change from her first heroism, and finally stopped her movements and sat down on a chair before he stepped forward and spoke.

"How's it going? Tired, aren't you?"

"You have to take care of it!"

Hearing the sarcasm in his words, Kareta blushed and yelled angrily as a "gurgling" gut sound came from her stomach.

Triton smiled and picked up a mess of dresses and jewelry on the floor and stacked them back into the tray before reassuring the angry Karet.

"Don't get along with yourself anymore, go to the bath over there, take a shower, change into clean clothes, and I'll bring dinner later." ”