Dark Soul Moon

Medusa looked at her hands. She had already killed many people with these hands.

But now, perhaps because of the retribution, she might turn into a monster addicted to killing.

"Ash, when will you come back..."

The murmur dissipated in the sea breeze.

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Chapter 76 The Calydonian Hunt

Meleagros led the heroes to the Calydonian boar.

At this time, the Calydonian wild boars were galloping recklessly in the fields, destroying large areas of crops and turning the land upside down.

"That's our goal!" cried Meleagros, pointing a hand at the Calydonian boar.

He tried to boost the morale of the heroes. After all, the Calydonian wild boar was too big. The size of a hill was too oppressive. A few heroes had already given up.

Meleagros raised his hands: "Hunt it! Then your fame will spread throughout Greece! And the gods will be satisfied!"

"Fame, wealth, women, as long as you want, you can get it!"

"It's even possible to get the favor of the gods!"

"Oh!!!!!!!"

"Not much to say, the hunt begins!"

So said Meleagros at last.

Then most of the heroes who were dazzled by desire began to rush forward, as long as they killed the Calydonian boar, their names would be spread throughout Greece.

As for the danger of the Calydonian boar?

Just let other people go first, there are so many people after all.

They just need to find an opportunity to kill the Calydonian boar, so that they can get the reputation of "killing the Calydonian boar".

So it seems that many heroes are rushing forward, but they all secretly slow down, waiting for the stupid fools to consume a wave first.

Atalanta looked at the chaotic team of heroes rushing forward, and a look of disgust flashed in his eyes.

Hunting is not so rough and reckless, Atalanta firmly believed.

The hunter hunts the prey, either kills with one blow, or drives the prey to a corner, and kills the opponent when the opponent is exhausted.

Like now, a group of heroes rushed forward in a mess, and she looked down on her from the bottom of her heart.

"Atalanta, won't you come?" Meleagros asked.

Atalanta shook his head: "Now is not the time to make a move. The Calydonian wild boar is still in its prime. For this challenging prey, the best way is to keep weakening it."

"That group of people will soon suffer."

Meleagros nodded, and he thought so too.

Those reckless heroes summoned are only used to consume the state of the Calydonian boar.

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Ashes stood on a high place, and Medea stood beside him.

Below is the scene of the heroes hunting the Calydonian boar.

"Persius, won't you make a move?" she asked.

Ashes shook his head.

Atalanta is also below.

Last time, except for Atalanta's brilliant last arrow, all other performances disappointed him.

But now that he has had a near-death experience, let him see if Atalanta has grown.

As for whether the Calydonian boar will be killed by others, Ashes doesn't care.

After all, the Calydonian boar was just that in his eyes, and if he wanted to, he could kill it in a very short time.

When Medea heard the words, she didn't make another sound, but stood quietly behind Ashes.

The figures of the two were not far above the heroes, but no one seemed to notice them.

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"Ah!" A hero is impaled by the tusks of a Calydonian boar.

The boar raised its head high, then swung it away, throwing away the impaled dead hero's body.

Then, it raised its hooves, crushing a hero who hadn't had time to dodge.

When the hoof was raised, there was only a pool of rotten meat on the ground.

"Roar!"

The wild boar raised its head and roared to the sky.

The voice is full of pride, because it has killed more than a dozen ants, and the best record among the group of ants is just a shallow wound on its leg.