Chapter 142: ·upgrade

Fragmented.
Blocked in front of him, the huge and gigantic rune giant sword in Rui Wen's hands could not hold on for a moment, but only touched the strong wind, and turned into flying rune fragments. Instead of Pandora's position, Ruiwen faced the huge black sickle. There was no fear, and his eyes were filled with awe-inspiring warfare—even if the knife had been broken, it was also full of unyielding, awe-inspiring warfare. But just before the sickle penetrated Raven, Carmel, who had the opportunity to escape from Raven through his body as a lever, chose to kick Raven without hesitation—
Then, in front of Pandora, under Pandora's watch. Facing the huge black stone sickle like a sky curtain. Pushing Ruiwen away from himself one after the other, I was exposed to the crisis. Carmel's body shattered almost instantly. Mixed with minced meat and broken bones, the limbs are broken. The original meticulous make-up and carefully managed haircut also became untidy-but there didn't seem to be any pain in those beautiful blue eyes. Even the opposite is true-when I looked at Pandora again, I was filled with happiness and relaxation. As if, compared to their lives, her own life seemed worthless...
"It is my pleasure to work for you."
The voice hadn't fallen yet, and it stopped abruptly. The torn limb landed on the ground and made a cold and stiff impact. It's just that mortals, the first time they feel the curse, Carmel has lost all the possibility of survival. The pupils were scattered and turned into corpses all over the place. And Rui Wen was also impacted by the strong wind of the sickle, and the rune giant sword with the sword body turned into a fragment fell into a coma.
This sudden scene was not only Pandora, but even Hades, Zeus and others on the side couldn't help but froze in place. And their hesitation, obviously, will not get any mercy from the angry Kronos.
Without much hesitation or hesitation, clenching the scythe in his hand, Kronos looked at Ritz this time. Looking at the oncoming shadow, Ritz clenched her teeth. He knew that he had no chance to avoid, nor could he avoid. Because behind him is Sparta's only remaining top combat power... This is the elite of Sparta, and it is also the talent that Hedera needs in the future. And myself, as the first pioneer, must not become a scornful, cowardly deserter-the most stringent law recorded in the Spartan Code is nothing else, it is the comrade who betrayed himself !
"It looks like our turn!"
"Well."
A bold and rough laughter came from the side, and the first time he heard this, Ritz's expression froze in place. Turning his head, but before he could focus his attention on everything, a muscular figure blew in front of him with a roaring wind.
In Rez's impression, Hekarim was always reticent and calm. But this time, Hekarim's behavior seemed to break Ritz's impression. Because in Hekarim's words, there are repressed, indescribable fanaticism and pride.
"Under the knowledge, the Centaurs are the best in the world!!!"
Then, it spattered on Ritz's face, the warm blood and the sturdy body of Urgart.
He stared blankly at Urgart—To push himself away from the scythe, Urgart's body was cut diagonally from the ribs of his right arm. The intestines flowed to the ground, it seems that because of the strong wind, Urgart's body was full of small and large scars. Especially the flesh and blood on his right arm, because the front was washed by the strong wind, leaving only pure bone.
Those who have been cut by the waist will not die immediately, especially for the Spartan warriors with strong vitality. With a little helplessness on his face, Urgart coughed up blood and smiled miserably, and said intermittently: "earned...earned...brother...you...than...me and... ...That half...human horse...smart...more...''
The pupil gradually dilated, with abrupt words and unwillingness in his eyes. Urgot also lost all his interest.
While looking at the scene in front of him, Kronos was laughing with disdain.
"Oh... At this time, are you still concerned about this boring thing? Sure enough, it's just a sad mortal..."
No mercy on his face, full of anger and fierceness. It's like you want to crush an ant, but the ant avoids it. Now Kronos is almost exactly this kind of thinking-full of unhappiness, for him, mortals should be as humble as other creatures, only to be able to comply with their sad existence of "Fate".
And now-this group of ants actually violate their own destiny again and again... This is unforgivable. Because-he is the king of all gods!
"Since you are sad, let's get together in Hades!"
Raised his sickle high, and fell abruptly. Under the traction of the huge air engine, it seems that the entire sky dome is lost.
While looking at the coming sickle, Rez didn't flinch or fear in his eyes.
"Look, maybe our fangs can't tear you apart. But one day, your throat will be torn apart! A new group of gods will be bathed in your blood rain to get a new life! You will be humble! !! Even the waist of a mortal will no longer hang down on you!!!"
"Spartan never burns!!!"
With a sneer, Cronus didn't pay any attention to Ritz's roar. But at this moment, when the sickle was less than a millimeter away from Ritz's face. A swift, black shadow the size of a mountain passes across the sky like lightning.
The sharp teeth strangled Kronos's arm holding the sickle tightly, and relying on the inertia and divine blessing to yank it toward him.
Seeing this scene, Ritz, who had already done the mortal conviction, looked startled.
"You did well."
There was a cold and high-pitched voice beside him. Hearing this, Ritz turned to look. It was none other than Harper, who looked like a lady in a gorgeous manner. And except Harper, who appeared between the distant mountains, he felt the extraordinary atmosphere and hurried quickly, Hydera's clan.
Then, there was a dull loud noise. The black shadow that rescued Ritz seemed to be thrown aside fiercely, smashing countless mountains... That was, liberating the body, all covered with coiled-up, red-brown muscles Cerberus.
And opposite the Ritz side, in the direction of Athens. It was led by Niki, the divine names of Olympus.