Chapter 275: Sisyphus

The Plato Academy in the early morning was even more silent than yesterday.

Ned En walked into the classroom, looked towards the last row, his eyes trembled slightly.

In the last row, there were originally seven students sitting.

And now, there are only three people left.

Holt, Jimmy, Albert.

Ned En scanned the class and said, "Suye left the port safely last night."

The students let out a long sigh of relief.

"However, just this morning, Zhanshenshan issued a new order, suspecting that Suye was suspected of killing nobles in Huihe Town, and arrested him on new charges. Not surprisingly, the city guards have already launched an arrest operation."

Many students clenched their fists, full of anger.

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

While speaking, Ned En looked out the window, in the direction of Zhanshen Mountain.

Mount Ares is a hill in Athens that is smaller than the Acropolis, surrounded by houses under the mountain. They are all subordinate organizations of Mount Ares and manage everything in the city of Athens.

Diagonally opposite the God of War Mountain, the spacious city guard camp stands tall.

The figure of a slender girl walked forward, holding the golden token of the Pandion family, all the way unimpeded, from the gate to the front of the city guard hall.

The generals of the City Guards sat in the hall, turning their heads to look at the girl in red leather armor in surprise.

Before the generals could speak, Palos threw the golden token in front of the hall door.

"I, Palos, daughter of Lytos of the Pandion family, I ask you to do me a favor. Stay here until the sun rises tomorrow. If anyone leaves, I can't do anything now, but anyone who crosses the Golden Medu Sha's people, I will write them down one by one, branded in my soul, because you will be my enemy. Once promoted to gold, I will kill the enemy with my hands, and I will never die!"

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

After speaking, Palos turned and left.

The generals in the hall looked at the girl's back and discussed in low voices.

Palos returns to the Pandion family,

Standing at the gate, quietly looking inside.

The gate of Pandion's house is carved out of a whole piece of white marble, and various magical creatures, monsters or giants are carved on the door frame.

They are all the prey of the Pandion family.

It's already engraved on it.

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

A tall young man came from the yard.

The clothes of this young man are different from ordinary Greeks. His upper body is wearing black leather armor, but the leather armor only covers between the chest and abdomen, allowing him to reveal his toned eight-pack abs, which are arranged neatly and symmetrically, like a master sculptor Carved by hand.

The mermaid lines on both sides of the abdominal muscles are so clear that they seem to be cut with an axe, which is very distinct.

On the legs are cropped black lederhosen.

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

He was obviously barefoot like most Greeks, but there was no trace of dust on his feet, and they were as clean as if they had just been washed.

On the left side of his body, there is a strange sword floating along with him.

The scabbard of the sword was very wide, and it looked very much like an Egyptian coffin. On the surface of the yellow coffin, a god of death was carved in a cloak holding a sickle.

The hilt is made of three intertwined twisted white bones, and the tsuba is made of ring-shaped white bone spurs, no more, no less, a total of eighteen.

The young man has curly black hair, black eyes reflecting a little bit of blue light, straight nose, thin lips with very pale blood, and his appearance is a little bit similar to Palos.

Unlike Palos's always serious look, the young man's mouth always had a smile, and there was always an unpredictable evil floating in his brows and eyes.

The cynicism in his smile isn't even sure if he's laughing or mocking.

The young man stopped on the stone road in the courtyard, looking at Palos at the door.

Palos' eyes seemed to reflect the sunny sky.

"My dear sister, what are you doing?" Sisyphus showed a faint smile, like every elder brother looks at his younger siblings, his tone was full of kindness, but there was always a little bit of disgust in his eyes.

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

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

"You know the reason." Palos said with a straight face, looking coldly at this elder brother who had little contact with her.

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

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

"Then who is she to you?" The smile on Sisyphus's face became wider, and the evil in his eyes became more intense.

"My friend, my classmate, my deskmate, my savior." Palos said.

"You can't die, and you have repaid it." Sisyphus smiled.

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

"You like him?" Sisyphus looked at his sister playfully, full of interest.

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

"So, you like him." Sisyphus whistled flirtatiously.

"Of course. People I don't like will not become my friends, such as you." Palos said.

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

"It's not wrong."

Sisyphus shrugged and said: "I'm sorry. If he is your lover, I, as an older brother, will help a bunch no matter what. However, since he is not your lover, then I will execute the War God Mountain. Command, go and arrest him. But don't worry, he is your friend after all, and I will treat him kindly."

"Don't force me." Palos held the gold Medusa necklace in her right hand, staring at Sisyphus like an angry kitten.

"Why, it's time to forget to cry when you failed in the sparring?" Sisyphus was still smiling.

"You can't leave here."

"I'm going to the city guard."

Palos yanked off the gold Medusa necklace.

Boom...

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

On the body of the sword, there is a dark red blood groove, a bright blue god pattern, and a frosty white blade.

On the handle of the gun, liquid gold flows in densely packed bright blue divine patterns.

Palos' body slowly transformed from pure white to bronze.

"Bronze? That's right. It seems that time has made you forget the pain of the past. I will give you another chance to put down the victory spear and sword. You know, once my coffin sword is revealed, it will not return to its sheath unless it kills one person. ’ Sisyphus smiled.

Palos held the victory spear and sword in both hands and pointed at Sisyphus.

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

After Sisyphus finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand and grasped at the laurel tree on the right. A branch covered with green leaves broke off and flew into his hand.

He flicked the branch with his hand, and the leaves and branches scattered, leaving a straight bare branch. The golden divine power surged like flowing water, covering the entire branch.

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

Palos stabbed straight with a spear and sword.

Her eyes were focused, her steps were steady, her spear and sword were swift, without any unnecessary movements or omissions.

"It's too slow." Sisyphus turned sideways slightly with a smile on his face, dodged the victory spear and sword, swung a branch, and slapped Palos' left shoulder heavily.

Snapped……

The leather armor was split, and the divine power of the sanctuary cut through like a sharp blade.

The skin split open and blood spilled.

Palos took half a step back, and stabbed out again without making a sound.

Snapped……

Sisyphus was intact, and a clear bloodstain appeared on Palos' left arm.

Palos gritted her teeth, as if she couldn't feel the pain, she kept attacking.

Sisyphus, with his powerful sanctuary power, was always able to dodge attacks, and was always able to attack Palos with branches.

Slowly, there were more and more scars on Palos' body, and her whole body seemed to be soaked in blood.

Sisyphus took a step back, a faint smile still on his face.

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

Palos stabbed out again as if she had never heard of it.

As before, Sisyphus turned slightly sideways, waved a branch and drew Palos' upper arm.

However, a golden flame suddenly appeared on the surface of the Victory Spear and Sword, and it turned sharply, slashing towards Sisyphus.

"You've been preparing for this move!"

Sisyphus realized at once that the branch changed direction and drew towards the blade of the Victory Spear.

The branch broke silently, and the spear and sword of victory wrapped in golden flames slashed towards Sisyphus' arm.

The moment Victory Spear and Sword cut through his skin, there was a piercing sword sound, and the Hidden Coffin Sword was unsheathed.

The white bone is the handle, and the black flame is the sword.

The blade was pitch black, and the flames on the blade were equally pitch black.

Sisyphus holds the flaming black sword, blocking the victory spear sword.

The skin that was brushed by the victory spear and sword suddenly split open, and blood spattered.

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

He took a step forward and swung his sword.

Palos parried with a victory spear and sword.

Keng...

The swords struck each other, crisp and piercing.

Palos turned pale, and took two steps back.

Sisyphus swung his sword again, but Palos resisted with a victory spear and took another step back.

Sisyphus kept pulling out his sword, and Palos kept resisting.

The attack and defense of the two became faster and faster, and finally Sisyphus seemed to wave a black cloud to press Palos, and Palos seemed to dance a ball of golden light to hit the black cloud.

In the beginning, it was Palos who attacked with the Victory Spear and Sword, but slowly, the Victory Spear and Sword led her to attack.

The two swords clashed, clanging endlessly.

Palos kept retreating, exiting Pandion's mansion, and kept retreating on the avenue.

The wind blew around the two of them, and the dust scattered.

Under the feet of the two of them, the ground continued to collapse.

Suddenly, Sisyphus put away the shadows of swords all over the sky, changed from holding the sword with one hand to holding the sword with both hands, and slashed out.

Palos swung the victory spear and sword with all his strength to resist.

boom……

She flew upside down and fell heavily seven or eight meters away.

"Admit defeat." The smile on Sisyphus's face became weaker and colder.