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Miles listened attentively. The footsteps of the two people were crisp, and the interval between each step seemed to be fixed. Although the steps of the two people were different in size and sounded a bit messy, Miles could still feel that the footsteps of one of them were relatively different. Small but fast, one person's steps are big but slow, the two people form a wonderful balance.

Hercules pulled Jason behind him, reached out and took off the ax he was carrying, held it in his hand, and then looked warily at the two people who were getting clearer in front of him.

"Don't be nervous, we are friends now." A slightly clear female voice reached Hercules's ears and also reached Miles's ears.

This is a woman, no, their footsteps should be the two Miles thought to themselves, while holding their breath and becoming alert.This woman said she was a friend. Maybe they were friends of Heralex or Jason, but not necessarily Miles's friends.

"Friends" Hercules looked at the thick black mist that appeared around him and Jason at some point, and sneered: "I have many friends, but I have never had friends who hide their heads and tail like you. "

As they spoke, the two people approached, and Hercules finally saw the people coming. They were a young girl about the same age as Jason, and a middle-aged woman. The two looked very similar, both with long black hair and She was wearing armor with a strong Greek style on her waist. The young woman was holding a sickle-shaped weapon in her hand, which was heavily tinged with scarlet. In the darkness, she looked like a lone wolf, aloof and ruthless; The middle-aged woman was wearing a cloak behind her, holding a long sword in her hand, and seemed to be carrying a shield under the cloak. She occasionally showed a little fatigue while looking around.

Hercules, who looked familiar in appearance, commented in his mind, and then held the big ax in his hand tighter.

"You can't say that. We are not friends now, but we will be friends in the future." The middle-aged woman glanced at the guarded Hercules and said softly: "Let me introduce myself first, Mylina, who used to be As a member of Paradise Island, it’s okay for the kid behind you to call me aunt. Her mother and I are sisters. The person next to me is my daughter, Grell.”

Myrena and Grell, the names of these two people once again shocked Miles's heart. Myrena escaped from Paradise Island. When she was pregnant with Darkseid's child, the day the child was born, She had to leave Paradise Island and wander around.

In her heart, Darkseid, who made her pregnant with the child, was the most evil person in the world and the most damned person. From then on, in addition to raising her daughter Grell, the only thing left in her life was Obsessed with killing Darkseid.

She is the person who hates Darkseid the most in the world. The daughter she educated did not live up to her expectations. Greer did what she wanted and killed Darkseid in the future in Miles' memory. Said.

But what are the two of them doing here? Miles silently thought to himself.

There was a sense of intellectuality unique to middle-aged women in Milina's voice, and her introduction instantly made Jason, who had never experienced maternal love, feel warm in his heart. Someone came to see me on Paradise Island, and it was my mother. Sister, has my mother finally remembered me after all these years? Jason was excited and wanted to get close to Myrina, but Hercules blocked his way with a big axe.

"Except for your sister, all the others on Paradise Island are your mother's sisters. You can call them aunties. This doesn't mean anything." Hercules turned his head and looked at Myrina, He shouted loudly and asked: "Don't say such useless things, tell me why you are here. Whether you are a friend or not, I have the final say on whether you can leave here alive."

Heracles gradually became impatient. The sudden appearance of the woman gave him a bad feeling. At the same time, he also felt that the two people in front of him, no, to be precise, the young woman was very difficult to mess with. Very strong, much stronger than Jason.

"You have the final say." The sickle in Greer's hand swayed slightly, causing the thick black fog to rise into fog vortices one after another: "Hercules is indeed qualified to say this, but I don't know what yours is. After the death of Heavenly Father, how much strength is left and is it still at the same level as before? To be honest, I am very curious."

"You will know if you try it." Hercules waved the big ax in his hand and was about to do it on the spot.

"Wait a minute." Milina stretched out her hand to pull her daughter, signaling her to be silent, and then said to Hercules: "If you want to take action, wait until I finish explaining our purpose before you make the decision. Just now We heard that Darkseid died and the gods were reborn, so you two are destined to be Darkseid’s enemies."

"so what"

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend. I think Hercules, you must have heard this sentence." A slight smile appeared on Milina's face, which made Jason next to her shaken: "If you don't speak, I will treat you as you." It's acquiescence. My daughter and I are also Darkseid's enemies. Over the years, the two of us have been to many places, looking for ways to kill Darkseid everywhere. And your ultimate enemy is also Darkseid, isn’t this enough for us to be friends?”

"Have you found a way to kill Darkseid after all these years?" Hercules asked nonchalantly. The big ax in his hand did not fluctuate at all and was still held firmly in his hand.

Milina sighed and said: "We found a method, but we didn't get the power to use that method, otherwise we wouldn't be looking for any friends everywhere."

"I think so." Hercules said lightly: "So what if you find a way? You don't understand how powerful Darkseid is. The way to kill him is difficult for anyone." You can't bear it. You're not good enough. Do you have anything else to say?"

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Milina glanced at the Hercules in front of her speechlessly. She had already spoken so clearly, so what else could she say?

"Don't tell me your method."

"Hercules, that's enough." Greer was already very dissatisfied when he saw Hercules constantly making things difficult for his mother. Is it so easy for the two of them to find a way to tell others, even if you are a god? You can't be so arrogant.Without giving anything, you just want to get everything from the two of them. What do you think of yourself and your mother?

"Enough is not enough in my opinion." Hercules looked at the scythe in Greer's hand with interest, and said in a higher tone: "When I capture you two, you will Tell me everything you know, as well as your purpose of coming, I don't believe this is a coincidence."

"you"

Greer's severe scarlet light kept beating. She hadn't fought with such a high-level person for a long time, and just thinking about the excitement made her blood boil.She held the sickle in her hand again and again, then looked at her mother with a questioning expression.

Myrina looked at the still arrogant Hercules, nodded, and stepped back. When passing by Greer, she said softly: "Hit him hard, let him know what it means to be powerful."

Greer grinned, nodded fiercely to Myrina, picked up the scythe, and swung it towards Hercules.