The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 593 - 79: I’m the BOSS, Welcome to Farm!_3

Seeing the watermelon-sized object hurtling straight toward his face, Cainis hastily raised the round shield on his left arm.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Accompanied by a series of grating metallic clangs, Cainis staggered back three steps before finally halting his retreat, unable to help the numbness in his wrists and the churning of blood and energy in his chest.

Similarly, Penthesilea was not having an easy time either. Her body swayed, and she took two steps back, a trace of golden-red blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

"Are you helping him or helping me?"

Hearing Cainis’s frustrated accusation, Penthesilea couldn’t help but feel ashamed.

"Pay attention to the lesson, don’t get distracted."

With a smile, Luo En strolled forward, leisurely entangling the two of them, brandishing a bramble stick with one hand.

The flexible object, under the blessing of Divine Power, set off a series of air bursts.

Having learned their lesson, the two didn’t dare to think too much and reflexively raised their spear and shield and chain hammer to defend.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three figures intertwined, the ringing clashing of metal echoing above the plaza, causing the ground to rumble loudly.

This guy... is too difficult to deal with...

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The more Cainis and Penthesilea fought, the more alarmed they became, for no matter how they changed their tactics, the man opposite always seemed to grasp the flaws in their spear thrusts and chain hammer the instant they made a move; Luo En’s casually swinging bramble stick always landed perfectly on the weakest points of their weapons.

As a result, the two of them couldn’t leverage the advantages of long and heavy weapons to launch broad sweeping attacks. Instead, they were suppressed by the middle-short range bramble stick, continuously retreating and being hit repeatedly, their bodies accumulating seven or eight ghastly wounds.

"Blood of Ares, grant me the power to burn once more!"

Both battered all over, Cainis and Penthesilea gritted their teeth in anger, igniting their Divine Blood, ready to go down together with the man who had caused them so much trouble.

Even if they couldn’t die together, they at least wanted to take a chunk out of him!

Watching the two Blood Descendants of the War God, red-eyed with rage, rushing at him, Luo En revealed a wicked smile, and the Magic Circle Diagram he had secretly placed under their feet suddenly activated.

In an instant, the two reckless fighters in Blood Rage crashed into Atalanta and Hippolyta, the two Archers, while the other charged toward Helen and Medea.

The scene became chaotic as the four responsible for long-range fire support were too preoccupied to fend for themselves.

To ensure that his dear sisters could have a blast, Luo En did not forget to cast a series of confusing and maddening Curses.

It took Medea and the others a great deal of effort to finally stabilize their formation and tried to cast spells to wake their rash teammates, only to suddenly discover Luo En’s figure had vanished from the battlefield.

Before they could react, they felt a pain at the nape of their necks, the world went dark, and their consciousness slipped into boundless Chaos.

Looking at their wiped-out ranged support and the still frantically jumping about, searching for opponents, the Blood Descendants of the War God, the Twins felt a mix of laughter and tears.

If they had known, they wouldn’t have teamed up with these rash fighters who had been tied up by Luo En, preventing them from intervening only to set up their teammates for a fall.

Indeed, if they didn’t want to relive this outcome on the battlefield, they would need to practice their teamwork more.

Seeing the overall situation was lost, the Twins raised their hands to surrender rather than take a beating.

Thirty-seven minutes, not bad...

Hercules had fought against Luo En before at the grave, so he had exited earlier; otherwise, it would have been difficult to complete this speedrun so quickly.

Having cleared the field on his own, Luo En felt refreshed and threw down the bramble stick in his hand, looking at the groaning, unconscious losers on the ground, revealing a sinister smile.

"My friends, this is probably going to be your daily routine from now on. If you don’t want a beating, feel free to challenge me one-on-one, or team up to take me down!"