NABC Chapter 472: 20 This is a Necessary Sacrifice_2
Chapter 472: 20 This is a Necessary Sacrifice_2
Chapter 472: Chapter 20 This is a Necessary Sacrifice_2
“Gentlemen, the time has come, let’s set out!”
In the crowd, a handsome young man clad in bronze armor was being escorted up to the high platform to deliver the call to action.
The heroes, eager to establish their feats, responded en masse, gathering around the young man like stars around the moon, lining up and starting to ready themselves to depart.
Seeing Luo En and his companions a bit confused, Castor, the elder of the twins, pointed to the youth who had subtly become the leader of the group and took the initiative to introduce him.
“He is the Commander of this operation, personally appointed by King Iasus. It is said that he is a descendant of Hermes, having awakened the ‘Divine Speed’ from his bloodline, and his name is... what was it...”
“Hippomenes.”
Polux, his younger brother, spoke up in a deep voice, timely providing the rest of the information.
On hearing this, Luo En’s eyelids twitched, and he frowned slightly.
Was it him? The mysterious hero from the legend who, in pursuit of Atalanta, offered a sacrifice to Love God Aphrodite and ultimately used three Golden Apples to cheat and win a footrace against Atalanta?
The reason he was dubbed “mysterious” was that the various versions of the story provided little description of him. It was known that he won the race by cheating and managed to win the beautiful lady’s heart, but his identity and background seemed to be shrouded in mystery.
As if he heard the conversation among the group, the youth known as “Hippomenes” turned his head and smiled, exuding goodwill.
Upon seeing the two beautiful women in the group, Hippomenes’s eyes couldn’t help but light up with amazement and passion.
Perhaps due to the keen instinct of a feline animal, Atalanta subconsciously avoided his gaze, moving behind her mentor and frowning as she murmured quietly.@@@@
“The way he looks at me... it’s strange. I don’t like it.”
“Me neither...”
Medea, who was holding a bronze wand, likewise muttered softly.
Luo En nodded and suggested to the twin brothers beside him.
“There isn’t a compulsory rule for everyone to act together during this expedition, right? How about we team up?”
However, the passage of time also brought another gift.
Through the tempering of time and accumulation, Polymnus had stepped into the realm of demigod-status and, because of his steadfast faith and accomplishments in preaching, had become a renowned saint within the Dionysian Sect. Currently, he was responsible for the preaching activities in the Arcadia region.
Seeing an old friend appear before him now with this present guise, as an immortal deity, Luo En couldn’t help but feel poignant.
Sensing the gaze upon him, Polymnus turned his head and grinned broadly, tossing a wine flask over.
“Little brother, feeling thirsty? Here, try some of the new wine I’ve brewed!”
“Thanks.”
Luo En expressed his thanks, gladly accepting the kind gesture, pulled the wooden stopper, and took a sip of the authentic Crete Island-flavored fine wine. He looked up towards the mist-enshrouded vast mountains, eyes slightly narrowed.
The Arcadian mountains, we have arrived.
Soon, the group reached the watchtower that marked the boundary between safe and dangerous areas, ready to complete the procedures for entering the mountains.
However, a thick scent of blood emanated from the camp, and the once magically reinforced watchtower and fences lay in ruins, claw and bite marks of magic beasts scattered all about. The garrison of hundreds supposed to be there had utterly vanished.
Judging by the dryness of the blood and the traces left around, the attack must have happened last night, and their chances of survival were likely slim.
Luo En bent down and picked up a bronze epaulette with the emblem of a silver moon from the blood-soaked earth, involuntarily recalling the middle-aged officer who waved them off, brushed the dust and dirt off it, and placed it in his pocket.
Atalanta, following the crushed and trampled vegetation around them, looked towards a small path in the forest to the left-front and spoke gravely.
“Judging by the predation habits of magic beasts, they couldn’t have carried so many bodies too far; their lair must be nearby!”
“Let’s pursue them, kill those beasts, and avenge the innocent victims!”
Hippomenes roared with his arms lifted, and it seemed as though the heroes were also roused by the grim scene, shouting with inflamed passion. They picked up their weapons, donned their armor, and followed this leader into the mountains to subdue the rampaging monstrosities.
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