Synopsis: Infinite Conquest

And his community, the 'Perseus', has become increasingly weak due to the conflict with 'Netherel' in the Argol Incident.

At this moment, a black figure suddenly appeared behind him.

next moment.

"bass!"

That was the sound of a machete cutting through the air!

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Chapter five hundred and fifty-ninth Tamamo and Luos (for a reward!)

The community 'Perseus' has always been in an awkward position, also because of Netheril's interference.

They are a community that holds the gift of creation, so whether it is flying boots, stealth helmets, or even the gift of petrifying people, they all have everything. Although they are not enough to sell these things, they are also producing some low-level products. Gifts are used for profit.

This may be the only benefit of 'Perseus' now, but, sadly, compared to 'Netheriel', the gift created by this 'Perseus' cannot help but be expensive, in terms of power and use. There is also a big difference in convenience.

As a result, Nexerel occupies a huge market in all levels of the market, squeezing the goods of 'Perseus' to the point where there is no room for profit.

Therefore, as the commander-in-chief of 'Perseus', Luos hated that community very much, but the gap between five figures and three figures was too exaggerated, not to mention taking away Leticia's Sun Sovereign Serpent Coupled with the combination of 'Amaterasu Daiyushen' and Tamamomae, the godhead has also reached the level of three digits.

Obviously, any of the four-digit powerhouses in Netheril can completely destroy this 'Perseus', if it wasn't for Tohsaka's absence and Tamamo-mae's fear of the power of the 'Greek Gods', or else it would have been a long time ago. Kill this humble 'Perseus'.

However, just as the man tasted the fine wine brought by his men, he pushed all the thick documents on the table away.

A figure, wearing a black robe, with an elegant and intoxicating fragrance, suddenly appeared behind Luos.

"bass!"

It was the sound of a machete tearing through the air, but it was not the comer who made the attack, but the drunk Luos.

This seemingly indulgent and wasteful man, at this moment, struck an absolutely exquisite blow.

He was just pretending to be drunk just now. Although the ambition of the great hero 'Perseus' has not been passed down, this Luos still possesses the sense of threat and the instinct to fight.

The seemingly bohemian man is also a real five-digit powerhouse, which must not be underestimated.

"Hmph, doesn't it look good, the leader of this 'Perseus' is not a waste either 々¨."

It was an extremely sarcastic tone, which made Lucius furious in his heart, but then, coldness and horror still filled his heart.

There is no doubt that the blow that was enough to kill any six-figure just now was easily blocked at this moment.

It was a mirror. The seemingly strange mirror had ten azure blue edges and corners. The clear mirror was suspended in the air, easily blocking the incoming blow.

"How, how?"

Seeing that the enemy lightly blocked the blow, Luos' eyes lit up with astonishment.

His hand touched his arms, where the gift of 'Alger' was sealed. As long as that spirit was freed, even a four-digit figure might not be his opponent.

However, Luos did not touch the familiar pendant.

In the opponent's hand, the gift of Alger was sealed, but at this moment it was held in the hand by the figure in the black robe.

Looking at this scene, Luos felt solemn in his heart.

Obviously, the other party is too strong. The reason why he felt the other party's figure just now must be revealed by this guy on purpose.

With pain and depression in his heart, Luos said rationally.

"You, who are you? Probably not here to kill me. In that case, I won't be able to see you."

As a descendant of a great hero, no matter how indulgent he is, Luos is not the kind of man who will lose his position because of fear.

"Smart, but not enough, your legs are still shaking."

The figure said sarcastically, no doubt, Lucius's legs were shaking constantly, obviously it was hard to suppress the fear in his heart.

"Hmph, don't say it's useless, I won't be fearless in the face of an uninvited guy like you, right?"

Responding calmly to the figure's mockery, Luos asked with doubts.

"You, what is it for?"

The figure smiled softly. Although it was impossible to judge the age of the owner of the voice due to the gift, it was probably a young girl.

"Want to get revenge on Netheril, little one?"

Listening to the sarcastic title, Luos was not angry, but questioned rationally.

"Of course, that's your purpose?"

He paused slightly and asked hesitantly.

"Which group of gods do you belong to? You can't tell me if you need me as an agent to fight."

Listening to Luos' words, the figure was stunned for a moment, and then a mocking laughter broke out.

"Hahaha, what a cute little guy, compared to that one, you are really immature."

While smiling, the black-robed figure threatened softly.

"You know too much, but you die faster, Mr. Luos, but it doesn't matter, you just need to know that Netheril's 'leader's secretary' turned out to be a member of 'NoName', so go get revenge on that' NoName', wouldn't that solve the hatred in your heart?"

Immediately afterwards, the figure's arm was gently raised. It was undoubtedly a woman's arm. It was extremely slender, extremely white, and its skin was as delicate as clear white jade.