Chapter 275

Plato's College in the morning is quieter than yesterday.

Niederon walked into the classroom, looked at the last row, and his eyes trembled slightly.

In the last row, there were seven students.

Now, there are only three people left.

Holt, Jimmy, Albert.

Niden glanced at the class and said, "Su Ye left the port safely last evening."

The students breathed a long sigh of relief.

"However, just this morning, Ares mountain issued a new order, suspecting that Su Ye was suspected of killing nobles in Huihe town and arrested him on a new charge. Not surprisingly, the city guard has launched an arrest operation. "

Many students clenched their fists and were full of anger.

"By the way, classmate Palos asked for leave today. OK, let's start this class... "

While talking, niederon looked out of the window and in the direction of Ares mountain.

Ares mountain is a smaller hill than Acropolis mountain in Athens. The houses under the mountain are surrounded. They are subordinate institutions of Ares mountain and manage all things in Athens.

Diagonally opposite Zhanshen mountain, the spacious city guard camp stands.

A slender girl walked forward, holding the golden Pandion family token, all the way from the gate to the city guard hall.

The generals of the city guard sat in the hall and looked at the girl in red leather armor in surprise.

Before the generals could speak, Palos threw the gold keepsake in her hand in front of the hall door.

"I, Palos, daughter of lutos of the Pandion family, ask you a favor. Stay here until the sun rises tomorrow. If someone leaves, I can't do anything now, but I will write down all those who cross the golden Medusa and brand them in my soul, because you will be my enemy. Once promoted to gold, I will blade the enemy and never die! "

Palos put her right fist on her left chest, slightly bowed her head and made a military salute.

With that, Palos turned and left.

The generals in the hall looked at the girl's back and whispered.

Palos returned to the Pandion family, stood at the gate and looked inside quietly.

The door of Pandion's house is carved out of a whole piece of white marble, and all kinds of magical creatures, Warcraft or monsters are engraved on the door frame.

Are prey to the Pandion family.

It's full.

Palos, dressed in fiery red leather armor, stood in front of the gate like a red rose in full bloom.

A tall young man came from the yard.

The young man's clothes are different from those of ordinary Greeks. His upper body is wearing black leather armor, but the leather armor only covers the chest and abdomen, allowing him to expose eight strong abdominal muscles, which are arranged neatly and symmetrically, just like those carved by a sculpture master.

The mermaid lines on both sides of the abdominal muscles are as clear as an axe.

The legs are seven point Black Leather shorts.

Perhaps because of the black leather armor, his light copper skin was particularly eye-catching, and the surface was even shiny gold.

He was barefoot like most Greeks, but there was no dust on his feet. He was as clean as if he had just washed.

On the left side of his body, a strange sword floated along with him.

The scabbard of the sword is very wide and looks like an Egyptian coffin. On the surface of the Yellow coffin, a god of death with a sickle in his cloak is carved.

The handle of the sword is interwoven with three twisted white bones, and the edge of the sword is a circular white bone spur, no more, no less, a total of 18.

The young man had dark curly hair, a little blue light reflected in his black eyes, a straight nose, thin lips with very light blood color, and his appearance was a little similar to Palos.

Unlike Palos, who always looked serious, the young man always had a smile radian at the corners of his mouth, and unpredictable evil was always floating in his eyebrows and eyes.

The cynicism in his smile can't even make people sure whether he is laughing or laughing.

The young man stopped on the stone road in the courtyard and looked at Palos at the door.

Palos' eyes seemed to reflect the sunny day.

"My dear sister, what are you doing?" Sisyphus showed a faint smile. Like every brother looking at his brother and sister, his tone was full of kindness, but there was always a little dislike in his eyes.

"Please stay at home until the sun rises again." Palos's tender and sweet voice sounded in the yard.

"No problem, as long as you tell me the reason, wait until the sun rises in the West." Sisyphus didn't care.

"You know why." Palos looked coldly at the little contacted brother with a straight face.

Sisyphus tilted his head slightly and looked at the clear sky in the morning. After thinking for a while, he suddenly realized, "it seems that it's for Su ye? It is rumored that he is your lover and a strong competitor for my future brother-in-law. Is it true? "

Palos resisted the urge to roll her eyes and said, "false."

"Who is she to you?" Sisyphus had a stronger smile on his face and more evil in his eyebrows and eyes.

"My friend, my classmate, my deskmate, my life-saving benefactor." Palos road.

"You can't die, and you thanked." Sisyphus smiled.

"You can't die, and you don't need me to repay, but you will always be my brother." Palos's tone was particularly cold.

"Do you like him?" Sisyphus looked at his sister with interest.

Palos thought for a moment and said, "I like what he said, what he said, and what he did."

"So, you like his people." Sisyphus whistled frivolously.

"Of course. People I don't like won't be my friends, such as you. " Palos road.

"Dear sister, you always break my heart. Well, I probably understand that you like him more than friends, but not lovers, right? " Asked Sisyphus with a smile.

"It's not wrong."

Sisyphus shrugged and said, "I'm sorry. If he is your lover, I, as a brother, will help anyway. However, since he is not your lover, I will execute the order of Zhanshen mountain and go to arrest him. But don't worry, he is your friend after all, and I will be kind to him. "

"Don't force me." Palos held the gold Medusa Necklace in her right hand and stared at Sisyphus like an angry kitten.

"Why, forget the time to cry when the competition failed?" Sisyphus was still smiling.

"You can't leave here."

"I'm going to the city guard."

Palos yanked down the gold Medusa necklace.

Boom

The necklace separated and turned into a golden flame, which spread rapidly in her hands. In the blink of an eye, the golden flame condensed into a golden gun and sword.

On the sword body, there are dark red blood grooves, bright blue divine patterns and frost white blades.

Above the handle of the gun, liquid gold flows in dense bright blue divine patterns.

Palos's body slowly changed from white to bronze.

"Bronze? not bad It seems that time makes you forget the pain of the past. I'll give you another chance to put down the victory gun and sword. You know, once my hidden coffin sword is displayed, it will not return to its scabbard unless you kill anyone. " Sisyphus smiled.

Palos held the victory gun and sword in both hands and pointed to Sisyphus.

Sisyphus shook his head helplessly and said, "don't blame me."

Sisyphus said, stretched out his right hand and grabbed the laurel tree on his right. A branch full of green leaves broke and flew into his hand.

He held the branch and gently shook it. The leaves and branches scattered, leaving a straight bare branch. The golden power surged like water, covering the whole branch.

"You and I haven't competed for a long time. I really miss it." Sisyphus walked forward with a branch in his hand, and the coffin sword was suspended on his left.

Palos stabbed with a gun and a sword.

Her eyes were focused, her steps were steady, her guns and swords were fast, there was no superfluous action, and there was no omission.

"Too slow." Sisyphus leaned gently with a smile, avoided the victory gun and sword, waved the branch and slapped it heavily on Palos's left shoulder.

Pa

The leather armor splits, and the Holy Land divine power cuts like a sharp blade.

The skin cracked and blood spilled.

Palos took a half step back, silent and stabbed again.

Pa

Sisyphus was intact, and a clear blood mark appeared on Palos's left arm.

Palos bit her teeth as if she could not feel the pain and kept attacking.

Sisyphus, with his powerful power in the holy land, can always avoid the attack and always attack Palos with branches.

Slowly, there were more and more scars on Palos, and her whole body was soaked in blood.

Sisyphus stepped back with a faint smile on his face.

"The blood of the Pandion family should not be wasted here."

Palos stabbed again as if she hadn't heard of it.

Sisyphus, as before, leaned gently, waved the branch and pulled it towards Palos's upper arm.

However, the golden flame suddenly appeared on the surface of the victory gun and sword, turned violently and cut horizontally to Sisyphus.

"You've been preparing for this move!"

Sisyphus immediately realized that the branch changed direction and pulled towards the body of the victory gun sword.

The branch broke quietly, and the victory gun sword wrapped in gold flame cut into Sisyphus's arm.

At the moment when the victory gun and sword cut his skin, a harsh sword sounded and the hidden coffin sword came out of its sheath.

White bone is the handle and black inflammation is the sword.

The sword body is dark, and the flame on the sword body is also dark.

Sisyphus held the fire black sword to block the victory gun sword.

The skin brushed by the victory gun and sword suddenly cracked and blood splashed.

"You shouldn't have forced me to draw my sword." Sisyphus suddenly changed his look, the insignificant blue in his eyes dissipated, and a touch of blood appeared in his dark eyes.

He took a sudden step forward and cut off with his sword. Palos parried with a victory gun and sword. Keng... The blades strike each other and make a sharp sound. Palos turned white and took two steps back. Sisyphus waved his sword again. Palos resisted with a victory gun and sword and took another step back. Sisyphus kept coming out and Palos kept resisting. The attack and defense of the two men became faster and faster. Finally, Sisyphus seemed to wave a black cloud all over the sky to press Palos, and Palos seemed to wave a golden light against the black cloud. At first, it was Palos who attacked with the victory gun and sword, but slowly, the victory gun and sword took her out. The two swords sing and jingle incessantly. Palos kept retreating, leaving Pandion's house and retreating on the avenue. The two men were surrounded by strong winds and dust. At the feet of the two people, the ground continued to collapse. Suddenly, Sisyphus put away the shadow of the sword in the sky, changed from holding the sword with one hand to holding the sword with both hands, and chopped it out. Palos tried her best to wave the victory gun and sword to resist. Bang... She flew backwards and fell heavily seven or eight meters away“ Admit defeat. " The smile on Sisyphus's face became lighter and colder. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.