Further down into the cavern, Rann and Kassandra encounter these strange 'humans'.

Their bodies stiffened with the limbs of various beasts.

In terms of the difficulty of the battle, these enemies can cause less trouble than the 'original' limbs on their bodies.

Without detailed surgical planning and biological knowledge, these limbs are so stiffly spliced into the human body.

Trying to make them work hard is better than praying to a meteor shower.

Ran's academic prowess in the field of biology, and his academic pride, made it impossible for him to admit that these things were 'enhanced by biological means'.

They're like the augmenters of science fiction in the early days.

The person who did this had no knowledge or cognition at all, and just picked the animal limbs that he thought were powerful, and then rigidly linked them to the human body.

It's not so much a technologically rich biochemical procedure as it is a grotesque art born out of the cult of primordial power, cruel and ignorant.

The only thing that made Rann feel wrong was-

This kind of transformation without knowledge and experience, relying on imagination, has really been done!

Regardless of how long these Ares cultists who had been shoehorned in a bunch of beast limbs could live, the limbs on their bodies were connected anyway, and they were still usable to some extent.

Lane felt the need to explore this phenomenon.

A litter of beasts of all kinds, or Ares cultists who can't even match the fighting power of beasts, these people can be tricky for ordinary warriors.

But the trouble for Kassandra and Rann was very limited.

And it's more of a mental distraction.

Len is okay to say that he is a materialist. The lady in the lake is a god of concept, and he can chat normally when he stands in front of him.

But Kassandra was a native of ancient Greece.

The strong religious atmosphere and the worldview of the initial period of civilization naturally participated in the shaping of her own thinking.

Kassandra began to pray to Zeus incessantly, and given the proximity to Athens, she prayed to Athena many times.

"Are these monsters something that escaped from Tartarus? Hades didn't look at them favorably? ”

By the end of the day, Kassandra had even refused to use human pronouns to address them.

"Is it really okay with all this blood?"

She was also very cautious and repeatedly asked Lan En if it would be okay if it was stained with blood when she did it.

And Lan's answer to this is also very direct.

In the dim, icy cavern, the clear silver light of the sword belonging to the Lake Maiden flashed across the blood-stained hoarfrost ground.

With a 'click', a large bear paw was sliced from the dead Ares followers.

Ryan picked up the paw with the tip of his knife and held it up in front of Kassandra.

"This brown bear is about five years old." Lan En smiled and said, "If you want to make bear's paws, it's fine." ”

"No, I'd rather you give me some bread and pickled olives."

Kassandra said, holding a finger against the edge of the Lake Maiden's sword with a blank expression, pushing the bear's paw away.

Sending away the witchers who were still joking, Kassandra turned her head away from the never-before-seen corpses on the ground.

"We've made a lot of noise, but that Hapalos you talked about. Did he have a broken ear? Or does he simply not care about his men? ”

"I think it's the latter possibility." Lan En shook off the bear paw from the tip of the knife and said in a rational tone after the joke.

"He already revealed the smell of arrogance on that clue note. People who think they have received divine grace may not see their mortal subordinates as companions. ”

"And you think the bones in these caves are all victims of their captivity?"

The boot with the plate armor slices crushed a human shin that was scattered on the ground with a 'click'.

The shattered bone stubble snapped on the frozen ground with a series of crisp sounds.

"He must have had victims in the early days of making these things, and going out to catch the beasts that were used as raw materials would also be dead. Apparently. Hapalos didn't care about them. ”

"Then let's take a look." With a flick of Kassandra, the viscous blood and blood-stained hair on the broken spear were flung off.

The two of them looked at a cavity in the deepest part of the cavern.

Kassandra has a radar-wave-like perception that she calls Athena's Vision. Even targets that Icarus didn't discover could be revealed by this sense.

And in [Athena's Vision], that cavity is the deepest part of this cavern.

And there was a quiet person sitting inside.

Rann and Kassandra's footsteps didn't hide any more, and they walked straight into the cavern.

Even more cold spilled over the cavity, and it could even be said that the abnormal temperature of the entire cavern came from here.

Instead of a thin layer of hoarfrost on the ground and stone walls, ice has formed!

A few candles and braziers lit up the place.

Hapalos knelt in front of a statue of Ares, which was more than five meters tall on a pedestal.

I don't know where they found this statue and how they moved it in.

Today, the tall statue of Ares was stained with blood, hair, broken bones, and other filth.

It's as if someone is slaughtering one after another in front of the statue.

Hapalos heard footsteps behind him, and it seemed like he knew who was coming.

But he still knelt on the ground and muttered a hymn about Ares before standing up to face Ryan and Kassandra.

It was a bald man, his upper chest and face painted in bone-white oil paint, as most Ares followers.

He wears improvised armor decorated with small parts of human bones.

At first glance, it looks like any Ares believer.

But at his feet, a corpse with a wolf on its upper body and a human corpse on its lower body shuddered.

"Demos's sister, Kassandra the Falconer. And the demigods who emerged from Kephallonia, hello. ”

Hapalos' eyeballs were bloodshot and protruding morbidly like a fish ashore.

But unexpectedly, his speech was quite rational.

"I'm glad you know our names, though I've never considered myself a 'demigod.'"

Lan En stared at the other party and spoke, his high body temperature made his mouth a large white mist in this environment.

"But I heard you're a member of a branch of the Kosmos called the 'Bloodline Worshippers'. How? Doesn't it mean that you have met a noble bloodline? I'm not, but Kassandra must be of noble blood in your system, right? ”

"Exactly." Hapalos grinned, acknowledging it bitterly.

But in action, he did not move at all.

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