Chapter 851 833. Demos
Pericles, Pericles.
With jest and undisguised malice, a majestic male voice first ca from the side door.
The footsteps that followed the sound made the owner of the sound appear in front of Lan En and the others.
A flash of realization flashed across the witcher's face.
He thought the voice sounded familiar just now, and sure enough.
Alexios?
Lann quietly pulled Pericles up from the marble floor and pushed him behind him, while whispering the na.
The younger brother of Cassandra, a demigod raised by the Cult of Kosmos since childhood.
He was still wearing that shining golden armor. This armor was mixed with his own strength and temperant, and he really looked like those characters in ancient Greek myths and legends.
But as always, after Lan En said the na, the malicious smile on his face suddenly faded, and a cold murderous intent appeared on his face.
Are you here too? Stop saying that weak na that makes you want to vomit!
He roared furiously.
It seems that due to his emotional fluctuations, so golden light particles like particle effects suddenly burst out from his body.
You can have this kind of performance based on emotion alone. Could this guy be stronger than Cassandra's current bloodline? Or does the sword on his body make his bloodline more developed?
Is it possible that their mother really had a child with a purebred Isu?
The corners of Lan En's mouth twitched slightly.
But talking about defeat is not his style.
Oh, a rebellious child doesnt want others to call him an ungraceful na, does he?
Lan En waved his hand back covertly, and the flannel ball imdiately understood the aning, and supported Pericles, who was so weak that he could hardly stand up, and walked out of the Parthenon.
As the flannel ball walked, he looked back worriedly.
Alexios, or as he is now more self-recognized, Deimos.
The corners of his mouth curled up in anger, and the veins bulged in his well-developed muscles.
But he just stared at the demon hunter in front of him, and did not pay attention to the target he had set from the beginning, Pericles.
He even raised his hands to stop the three religious guards behind him from raising their feet to pursue them.
He tilted his head and looked Lan En up and down, like a hungry wolf looking at a piece of at.
Do you think that if you slept with that woman, I would not kill you because of her?
How dare you provoke the greatest warrior in the entire Greek world?! The most furious demigod?!
"Really? You think so? I admit, a little bit. Your sister and I are indeed in love with each other."
Lan shrugged easily and curled his lips, but did not finish the sentence.
Because when he looked at Deimos, the blood vessels in his forehead seed to burst.
"But this has nothing to do with provoking you, I just think you are a bit stupid."
Lan looked at Deimos, whose fists were clenching, and he gritted his teeth.
Kassandra is not my sister! I am the son of a god! I am a demigod!
At this mont, Lan En keenly noticed that the eyes of the three religious guards behind him seed to be a little wandering.
There is no doubt that Deimos also noticed this through his special senses inherited from the Isu blood.
After a brief silence, Deimos, who had lowered his head, suddenly turned around. At so point, he had pulled out the Greek dagger from his waist, and then moved up from bottom to top. With a "puff" sound, he stabbed the cult guard next to him from the chin, cracked the skull, and pushed up the helt on his head!
The remaining two cult guards didn't even have ti to react, Deimos' movents were incredibly fast.
The dagger was pulled out from the first man's jaw, and then the second man's throat was opened.
The third person who followed him had his neck twisted in Deimos's hands. The muscles in his palms contracted slightly, and then his cervical vertebrae made a crisp sound.
Lan En watched this scene in silence.
Reminiscent of the fact that before leaving last ti, Deimos went to the Ancient Forge alone to talk to Cassandra, without any mbers of the cult or guards following him.
Maybe the cult doesnt know yet that Deimos has figured out his identity through so ans and got to know Cassandra.
It seems that this younger brother, who has been trained by the cult to beco a killing machine in Cassandra's eyes, may still have a lot of ideas of his own.
Killing out the three cult guards behind him in an instant, Deimos was as easy as crushing an ant.
He shook off the blood beads on the golden Greek dagger and said without changing his expression.
"What a pity, they heard things they shouldn't have heard. When I usually talk about Kassandra, I always refer to her as "Falcon Tar"."
But today they not only know that I am aware of our blood relationship, but they also know that the emotions I revealed are damnable.
Deimos glanced sideways at Lan En behind him, his tone gloomy.
If you werent here today, they wouldnt have heard this.
So, you want to say its my fault?
Lan En made an exaggerated smile to show that this statent was unreasonable.
At this mont, Fluffy Ball trotted over from outside the temple on all fours, pulled out the [Thunder Cat Sword] from behind, stood with Lan En, and looked at Deimos across from him with a serious face.
Lan En frowned: "Why are you back? Where is Pericles?"
But the calico kitten seed to be very assertive at this ti and said in a serious tone.
If we win, theres no need for Pericles to leave. But if we lose, he wont be able to go far with his current body!
So, its better to just wait outside and wait for the battle to end! A warrior cant run away from a battle, ow!
The follower cat will fight with the hunter!
At this ti, Deimos also turned around and looked at Lan En and Fluffy Ball with interest.
You still have a talking cat?
He sneered and stepped closer. At the sa ti, starting from the hand holding the golden Greek dagger, a dazzling golden light began to penetrate from his body.
"I will cut out your heart and put it in front of Cassandra. Let her understand that I am the strongest demigod in the Greek world!"
Then this kitten will beco my pet.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Lan En made a smacking sound, "This request is really nerve-wracking, I can't agree to it."
I dont need your promise either!
Deimos imdiately jumped up high!
The set of golden armor on his body also began to glow with golden light!
Lan En discovered now that this guy is not only wearing the golden dagger from the ancient forge, he is also full of Isu artifacts!
I can do it myself!
Dang!!
The witchers pupils suddenly shrank! Clear silver light poured out from his waist!
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