Chapter 250 There is no point in blindly learning from others
Cecrops was full of determination at this moment.
She didn’t know where the motivation came from, and she didn’t know why she had become like this inexplicably.
But she only knew that when she saw Aktaios in front of her, she felt some unreasonable hostility.
Like two poles of a magnet, they repel each other and hate each other.
It's just that Cecrops was still able to control his emotions, but under Actaeos' provocation and attack, the situation gradually evolved to this extent.
Putting aside her complicated thoughts for the time being, she gripped the wooden gun tightly and devoted herself wholeheartedly to the battle in front of her.
Eros withdrew his gaze from the battle between the two demigods, looked at Prometheus, and said.
"What? This is a fruit that has been cultivated for a long time, is it finally harvested?"
At this time, Prometheus also rarely opened his eyes, with empty eyes. Reflecting the scene in front of me.
In her eyes, there was no earth-shattering battle between demigods, only snakes, tigers and wolves that bit each other and emerged from the earth.
Zeus once promised that the next era will be the era of mankind.
Under her will, the entire world will respond, and countless beings who are qualified to contact human gods and control other people will be born on the earth.
These people are not gods, but they are not ordinary people. They have no father or mother. They were born naturally on the earth and can be regarded as demigods.
But, just like there can only be one male lion in a pride of lions, there can only be one person who can become the king in the end.
On the same land, there is only one way to compete between different demigods born on the same land, and there is no room for maneuver.
Only by fighting until the last one is left, will they shoulder the responsibility of contacting humans and gods, establish countries and city-states, and enter a new era.
Eros said that this was a fruit cultivated by Prometheus in advance. This sentence is not wrong at all.
After meeting Cecrops, Prometheus foresaw the huge power of destiny she possessed.
So she took Cecrops with her and spent more than ten years subtly instilling all kinds of knowledge and experience into her and cultivating her.
But now, the fate hovering over Cecrops finally poured out like a flood.
The snake born from the earth is arguing with the cruel tiger and wolf about the two ends of their destiny.
The winner becomes the king of this land, and the loser returns to the earth. The dispute between the two demigods also determines what path this land will take.
Barbarism and civilization, strength and weakness, the fork in the road of destiny has already revealed half of the picture, just waiting for the final decision to be made.
Normally speaking, a ferocious tiger or wolf is naturally much more powerful than a small snake.
But the snake Cecrops has fangs armed with wisdom and knowledge.
After obtaining the fangs that could pierce tigers and wolves, Cecrops finally began to gradually reverse the situation.
Not as powerful as Actaeos and faster, Cecrops held a wooden gun and fought steadily, gradually gaining a firm footing.
Although it is only made of an olive branch, it can easily pierce Aktaios' tough fur, leaving a bloody hole.
The impaled Aktaios roared even more furiously, waving his claws faster, and blood surged up all over his body.
If its opponent is Eros, it will definitely get a trash talk of "Is this red temperature?"
But Cecrops was well-educated. She didn’t talk trash, she just stabilized her battle circle without saying a word and held it within range of the tip of the spear.
Shooting based on instinct will certainly be stronger and more violent, but that is only with bare hands. When using weapons, relying on instinct without using your brain will only hurt yourself.
The so-called arm-like driving is to learn to adapt and regard the weapon as a part of one's body, and to use it naturally and satisfactorily. Cecrops suddenly changed his style, relying on his fangs and flexibility to continuously consume Actaios.
After many missed attacks, he was beaten by his strengths, and suffered a lot of injustice. Actaios roared furiously.
It reached out and uprooted a towering tree, imitating Cecrops and swung it.
It's just that its imitation is just a bit of posture without real experience.
Ceclopus turned around and lowered his body, his flexible waist bent at more than 180 degrees, avoiding the sweeping tree trunk.
Hit his backhand elbow heavily on the tree, causing Aktaios to be slightly unbalanced, and then bullied him up.
Giving up the sharp claws that he is good at and blindly learning and imitating is the shortcoming of Actaios.
Faced with the spear that pierced his face, Actaios refused to put down the tree in his hand, and it was difficult to dodge.
Eagerly, it opened its mouth and bit the tip of the spear with its fangs.
The fangs collided with the tip of the spear, and the sharp tip of the spear scratched its mouth, leaving a large wound.
But in the end, it failed to pierce the head of Actaios. Instead, it bit the head of the spear firmly and could not be pulled out for a while.
Actaios smashed the tree trunk in his hand manically and excitedly, without caring about his own injuries.
It was as if he was going to smash Cecrops into mincemeat and finish her off completely.
But in the face of the shadow that shrouded his whole body, Cecrops not only refused to retreat, but instead showed a somewhat sarcastic smile.
Ignoring the giant tree that fell down, she took a step back, then used all her strength with her backhand, twisted the handle of the gun, and struggled forward.
The sharp spear tip rotated and shattered the fangs, turning Aktaios's mouth to a bloody mess, and then stabbed through it.
The giant wood hit Cecrops directly without any obstruction, and the tip of her spear also pierced Actaeus's head and penetrated from the back of his head.
This set of movements is completed in one go and flows smoothly.
The giant tree hit Cecrops' body with violence and disintegrated inch by inch. Although it broke Cecrops' head and bled, it did no harm at all.
The savage demigod in front of him was no longer breathing. It was like a mecha demon that had lost its power, its arms hanging down.
Although her gun is an olive branch, it is enchanted.
Although Actaios pulled up a tree, it was like an adult hitting someone with foam, and there was no threat at all.
The sneer Cecrops just laughed at Actaeus' blind imitation, but actually caused him to completely lose his chance of victory.
Some brains, but not much.
Cecrops withdrew the tip of his spear, and the demigod's body crashed to the ground, falling at her feet.
Its blood is extremely red, just like more ordinary people, and the blood of demigods seems to be no different.
As for Cecrops, as the winner of this battle, she wiped the blood on her face and raised her head blankly.
There is not much joy after defeating a strong enemy, only an inexplicable feeling surrounding my heart.
I was killed by an offline order and I want to send it.
(End of this chapter)