Myth: I am God!

Chapter 126 Elves?

Dark green poisonous fog spread across the wasteland.

The entire Mycenaean plain, including the Nemean plain, was shrouded in this persistent poisonous fog wherever Medusa had traversed. Plants touched by the fog withered rapidly, and animals lost their vitality within hours, quickly rotting and stinking...

The three figures who came from afar moved through the dark green mist.

Perseus, being a demigod, was very robust and could withstand the poisonous gas without much trouble. Isaac, on the other hand, possessed half of the [Breath of the Yew], which, while unable to neutralize the poison's damage, allowed him to recover faster than the poison itself.

The biggest problem is...

Thales.

He was a scholar by training, and although he had left his hometown and traveled extensively in his early years and was in relatively good health, this was only compared to ordinary people. In the face of this mythical magical mist, he was almost powerless to resist.

Even if it was a simple protective apron made of gauze, sand and charcoal, tied around the mouth and nose.

However, even a small amount of poisonous fog that seeped in was enough to kill him.

Therefore, after following Isaac into this fog, he endured a day before feeling dizzy and pale. Fortunately, Isaac noticed in time and used the [Breath of the Yew] to heal him, allowing him to pull through.

But this is definitely not a solution.

Perhaps one night, if Isaac is fast asleep and doesn't notice, then wait until the next day.

Thales might already be a cold corpse.

"This is Medusa's miasma..."

"I'm sorry, I've slowed you down..."

The scholar Thales, covering his mouth and nose, followed weakly behind Isaac, while Perseus remained silent. To be honest, the so-called scholar had indeed fallen behind him.

He and Isaac alone were enough to defeat Medusa.

But for some reason, Isaac tolerated this guy who was dragging his feet joining the team.

"Let's walk a little further..."

"If you really can't stand it, then I will personally take you to a safe place."

Perseus crossed his arms and spoke to Thales, his tone somewhat displeased.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness..."

"Taylors coughed a few times, his voice trembling."

Beyond the wasteland lay a flowing river, teeming with dead fish and rotting with a foul stench. However, the forests surrounding the river remained standing, drawing everyone's attention...

Perseus suggested that they go there to prepare some food and clean water, as Medusa might not be so easy to find, and they should be prepared to chase her to her lair.

Isaac listened and accepted the suggestion.

The three of them immediately headed to the grove of trees that looked quite out of place.

As they approached the grove, Isaac noticed something peculiar—"The poison gas can't penetrate this area? It's as if something is blocking or absorbing it?"

After this discovery was observed.

Isaac then led Thales into the forest. Upon entering, Thales immediately felt a sense of relief, as if he were being healed by Isaac's "Breath of the Purple Robe." Thales even tried to remove the mask covering his mouth and nose and breathe deeply into the air.

Finally, he told Isaac in amazement, "The air here is so clean, I even feel like my whole being is being healed by this place..."

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Isaac, upon hearing this, exchanged a glance with Perseus and then stepped into the forest. If they could learn about this method of resisting the poisonous fog, it would not only help Thales solve the problem of his journey ahead, but also allow them to inform the Mycenaean army so that the army could move freely through the poisonous fog.

After a brief discussion, the group decided to explore further, with Perseus leading the way and Isaac and Thales following behind.

They encountered no threats along the way, and as they continued along the forest path, they stopped when their path was blocked by a rock wall... However, as they looked around at the rock wall, something unexpected happened—

The vines that were wrapped around the trees stretched out in an instant, and then they quickly approached the group and tied them up tightly.

Isaac and Perseus, though bound, did not struggle; they could easily break free of the vines if they so desired...

No one is afraid of plants climbing on them.

Thales didn't struggle; he simply couldn't move. But seeing that neither of his two older brothers made a sound, he simply sat down on the ground and waited to see what would happen next.

He felt this was clearly a manipulative tactic... somewhat like that of a wizard?

A soft, ethereal voice drifted from all around, "Mortal, what brings you to this place?"

"I am Artemis, the goddess of the hunt. Get out of here immediately..."

The voice was that of a young woman... who claimed to be the goddess of the hunt?

Isaac and Perseus, not having a deep understanding of the Olympian pantheon, turned to look at Thales sitting on the ground, blinking their eyes...

Thales sighed, knowing he had come to his aid. He explained, "The goddess of the hunt and the moon is one of the twelve Olympian gods."

"The holder of the authority over nature, forests, and animals."

"She was the most beloved daughter of Zeus, the king of the gods, and a virgin goddess."

"But if I may be so bold..."

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"It is not by manipulating trees and vines that one can impersonate a god."

Before he could finish speaking, several plants sprouting from his feet blocked his mouth. Thales struggled and whimpered, the plant blades tickling his nostrils and causing him extreme discomfort...

Meanwhile.

The voice drifted back, faint and elusive: "Mortals, you must leave this place immediately..."

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"Before I get angry!"

"Well?

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"ah"

The voice only spoke halfway through its sentence.

Isaac's golden eyes fixed on a patch of grass, his golden pupils gleaming, revealing the power of the [Oracle's Eye], and he softly uttered, "Come here."

Immediately, a beautiful figure was pulled over by an unstoppable force.

It hovered in mid-air.

The plants binding everyone suddenly lost their grip and drooped loosely to the ground.

At this moment, everyone took a closer look at the figure struggling in mid-air. She was wearing a green gauze dress, a jade green hat, and holding a black magic wand.

She was thin and frail, with fair and delicate skin, and her face was absolutely stunning, even comparable to Rebecca's. If you didn't look at her figure and only looked at her face, she could almost rival a young Shiaga.

This stunningly beautiful woman, who also possessed extraordinary power, reminded Isaac of a creature his father had once encountered—

"Are you the Nymph Fairy?"

After hearing Isaac's words, Thales took another careful look at the girl in the air.

He finally shook his head and said to Isaac, "It shouldn't be the Nymph."

"The Nymph Fairy must be a spirit of nature, or perhaps a descendant of the gods..."

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"And the guy in front of me is somewhat different from ordinary people."

"But it is still a mortal body..."

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"Completely different from the nymph fairy described in historical records..."

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While Isaac and Thales were pointing and whispering about the girl, Perseus snorted coldly, drew his sword from his waist, and stepped forward.

A murderous intent, like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, erupted from his body: "Whatever she is..."

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"It's definitely not normal for it to be here!"

"Kill them first, then talk!"

Upon hearing this, the girl was so frightened that she fell to the ground, clutching her staff, shrinking back and sobbing, crying out, "No...don't kill me!"

"I am neither the goddess of the hunt, nor a nymph..."

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"I...I am an elf...an elf from the North!"

Her hat slipped off, revealing a pair of pointed ears.