Dark Soul Moon

He tried hard to suppress his desire to kill.

"How is this going……"

Slowly, the desire to kill finally subsided.

The black mist covering his body also dissipated, revealing the silver-white armor again, but, on the surface of the armor, some inconspicuous black spots appeared.

Most of the inside of the armor has been dyed black.

"What happened just now?"

Ashes who finally calmed down thought.

When Atalanta was seriously injured by the flames and was on the verge of death, he felt something suddenly emerge from his body.

That thing seemed to be... the abyss.

"..."

Ashes looked at his hands, on the silver-white gauntlets, there were some black spots, which were very conspicuous.

After standing still for a while, he picked up Atalanta who was lying on the ground.

Atalanta's condition has stabilized, but further treatment is still needed, and this place is obviously not a good place.

So Ashes didn't care about the dead dragon, and left directly.

The tenth trial has been completed, and he has no reason to stay in Colchis.

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Medea came out from her hiding place with complicated eyes.

The situation of Perseus just now was very wrong, the crazy and dark atmosphere was so ominous.

"Persius, what's wrong with you..."

She clasped her hands tightly, her eyes worried.

On the originally silver and holy armor, black spots appeared.

That scene seemed to reveal something.

With anxiety, Medea also left.Regarding the matter of the Golden Fleece, she has lost her mind, and the matter of Perseus is the most important thing.

…………

Someone forgotten by all was lying unconscious near the Golden Fleece.

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Chapter 72 ends

Ashes carefully placed the scorched Atalanta on the bed.

Although farewell tears and [Goddess' Blessing] saved Atalanta's life, but... Atalanta became useless.

His eyes were blinded, his face was disfigured, and his arms were burned.

I am afraid that Atalanta will not be able to draw her bow in the future, and she also needs the care of others.

"..."

Ashes looked at Atalanta silently.

There was nothing he could do about Atalanta's condition.

The recovery miracles he mastered were only able to restore vitality, but could not regenerate eyes and allow his arms to draw bows and arrows again.

Ashes fell into deep thought, perhaps those Greek gods could restore Atalanta's body.

Then you can ask Athena, he thought.

At this moment, a goddess appeared in the room.

Accompanied by howling wind.

Ashes turned his head sideways, dodging the kicks of the comers.

He turned around and looked at the other party, it was Artemis.

Artemis' eyes were full of anger, and she asked, "How did Atalanta become like this?"

Looking at the scorched Atalanta lying on the bed, Artemis' eyes flashed with distress and anger.

Although at first he paid attention to Atalanta because of that possible future segment, but in the long-term relationship, Artemis also fell in love with this devout and lovely believer.

Naturally, seeing Atalanta like this, she questioned Ashes about it.

"The dragon guarding the golden fleece hit Atalanta with its breath."

"Where's the dragon!" Artemis' eyes were cold.

A golden bow has emerged in his hand, and the divine power in his body is about to move.

"It has been killed by me."