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Chapter 2094

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Even though they were on the same starting line.

But Goderis knew this place better.

It wasn't her first time here.

She had been here before when she was very young.

Moreover, the twenty subordinates that Goderis had chosen might not be the strongest among them.

But they were the most difficult to deal with.

Goderis never intended to let these 20 people defeat Rouen Faxben and the others from the beginning.

Her goal was to have them keep Rouen Faxben busy.

"Collan, I don't need you here. Go after them and find the treasure faster than that woman," Rouen Faxiben said.

Kelan immediately circled around the battlefield. But before he could run out of the battlefield, a magic rope made of black light wrapped around Kelan's leg.

"Master said that none of you are allowed to leave … ah …"

The Spiritualist's head caught fire before he could finish his sentence.

"Who does your master think she is? She's just an old witch," Raisa said disdainfully.

The flames burned the Spiritualist's head beyond recognition.

Luckily, his companions helped him put out the fire. Otherwise, Raisa might have roasted his head.

But Collan still took the opportunity to escape.

"Collan, if you see that woman, kill her for me." Rouen Faxi didn't need to worry anymore at this time.

This time, they completely shed all pretense of cordiality.

There was no need to ease up, nor was there any reason to do so.

Other than the garden in the center, there were many buildings around it.

The buildings were like a maze.

It was too complicated for Collan, who was here for the first time.

He did not even find Goderis's shadow, let alone the treasure room.

The place was too complicated. Collan felt dizzy after walking around a few times.

Suddenly, Collan saw a square palace in front of him.

The style of the palace was similar to the Parthenon Temple. There were twelve white stone pillars in the shape of gears, and the eaves of the palace had exquisite reliefs. Even with the passage of time, one could still feel the craftsmanship and elegance of the reliefs.

Colan naturally thought that the palace was a very important place in this place.

Thus, Collan entered the palace without hesitation.

However, the interior of the palace was empty.

There was a stone pedestal at the top, and on it sat a tall, withered corpse.

Even though the corpse was dead, it still maintained a pondering posture.

He rested his chin on his fists and gazed into the distance.

His golden hair had lost its luster.

He was wearing white off-the-shoulder clothes, with vines tied around his waist and a golden hoop on his head.

Beside the seat was a pair of gauntlets with a lion's head.

Colan felt that this mummy was a little scary.

It was as if the mummy could jump up and strangle him at any time.

Colan cautiously approached the mummy.

After carefully observing for a long time, he did not see any movement from the mummy.

There definitely wouldn't be any treasure here.

This was because there was nothing else in the hall other than this tall corpse.

Moreover, the architectural style of ancient Greece would not have placed a treasure room in such a place.

Therefore, this place could basically be ruled out.

Colan circled the hall twice before leaving.

Of course, apart from the lack of treasures, the main reason was that this place gave him a very good feeling.

Kelan did not notice that the mummy's gaze had been following him all the way until he left the hall.

However, not long after Colan left, Goderis came to the hall.

When Goderis saw the mummy in the hall, a faint smile appeared on her face.

Thousands of years of waiting, thousands of years of pursuit, and the hardships and frustrations along the way seemed to no longer be that important.

"Hercules!" Goderis walked towards the mummy step by step, and at the same time, called out the name of the god of strength.

The illegitimate son of Zeus and Alcmene, who also had a familiar name, Hercules.

Goderis came in front of Hercules. Goderis was only as tall as Hercules' knee.

As the illegitimate daughter of Poseidon, Goderis and Hercules had similar identities, backgrounds, and experiences.

The difference was that Hercules completed twelve impossible feats, and he was named a god.

As the illegitimate son of Zeus, Hercules was born with great power.

He was almost invincible, and even during the War of the Titans, he was the main force in defeating the children of Gaia for the gods.

Although he was only a demigod, his feats were greater than most gods.

Goderis was jealous and envious of Hercules.

Because they had the same background and birth, but they did not have the same ability.

But that was in the past.

Now, Goderis was no longer jealous, only smug.

Because Goderis could still stand, but Hercules could only sit on the throne given by the gods like a withered corpse.

"Hercules, we meet again. This seems to be the second time we meet. You should still remember me. After all, the memory of a god is quite good," Goderis said in a smug tone.

"Goderis."

A hoarse voice came from the dried up body.

"What are you doing here?"

"I am here to give you a new life." Goderis cut her palm and let the blood flow. "Accept my gift and become my follower."

"Go away, you inferior bloodline." Hercules' voice was still weak, but there was a hint of anger in it.

"Go away?" Goderis's face showed a bit of sarcasm. "Look at you, are you still the Hercules? Is that the Hercules who shrouded the gods in your shadow? The bloodline of Zeus made you powerful, but it didn't give you eternal life. In the end, you aren't much nobler than me. Look at me now. I'm still young and full of life. Look at you. You're weak and old. You look like you're about to die. "

"At least, I have enjoyed glory, and you have not," Hercules said coldly.

"Haha … glory. You were influenced by Hera, the queen of heaven, and even killed your best friend, and then willingly accepted Hera's enslavement. Is this your glory? Haha … so this is how you define glory. "

"I did not willingly!" Hercules' voice suddenly became majestic and angry. "I am cursed by her, a curse that even Zeus could not undo."

"Yes, even Zeus couldn't do it, but I can do it. My blood can. My blood can give you a new life and help you break free from Hera's curse. Now is the time for you to make a decision. Accept my domination, or continue to be dominated by that old witch who you hate and also hates you."

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