Chapter 58
But some things cannot escape.
[Trial at Noon]
[Trial under the gaze of Sun God Apollo]
[Winning by Speed]
"It was obvious that I was invincible under the sun," Cyd stepped into the proving ground and looked at the Atalanta who was watching him with his hands behind his back, he smiled wryly, "Are you really serious? ?"
"This is... the last time!" Atalanta tilted her head and smiled.
"Hero of Pure White..."
I don't know who murmured first, and cheers resounded like waves in the audience. They had been looking forward to that. The arrival of the hero who defeated the Demon Pig with Atalanta.
Iasus stood up straight, that's what he wanted to see.
"Then this competition is officially..."
Iasus raised his hand impatiently, Atalanta's expression let him see the end, but a discordant voice overcame it his voice.
“wait a moment! I should be the challenger in this competition!”
Hippomenes rushed in panting.
"Huh?" Cyd tilted his head.
"I signed up first," Hippomenes puffed out his chest confidently.
"It seems so," Iasus was a little embarrassed, after all, Hippomenes still came up with a lot of good stuff.
"Then I'll take you first..." Atalanta frowned.
“wait a moment!”
Cyd glanced at Hippomenes' somewhat unnatural fanny pack, then raised the corners of his mouth.
"Anyway, it's better than speed plus me."
"I don't want anyone to get in the way between you and me," Atalanta narrowed his eyes.
"Anyway, he can only eat dust behind our backs, and he is no longer a person if he is a little serious," Cyd spread his hands.
"Well, I'm fine," Atalanta nods.
"I have an opinion! This game is under the witness of the gods, it is fair and just! There should be no third parties involved!" Hippomenes raised his voice dissatisfied.
"Then please take out those bauble," Cyd pointed to Hippomenes' pocket.
"What are you talking about? I don't understand," Hippomenes took a step back.
"No matter what tricks he plays, I will definitely lose to this man," Atalanta confidently despised Hippomenes.
Hippomenes clenched his fists.
"Okay, I'll let you join, anyway, I'm impossible to lose," Hippomenes took a deep breath.
No one can resist the power of God! These three Golden Apples from Goddess of Beauty Aphrodite have magical power that no one can resist!
"ThenAta, do you mind if I throw something during the game," Cyd nodded and looked towards Atalanta.
Hippomenes's heart was tight, if Atalanta said that the game was forbidden to throw, then once he threw the Golden Apple, it would be a foul.
"As you wish," Atalanta spread his hands.
"That's good," Cyd smiled confidently.
Hippomenes let out a sigh of relief, this one is already stable, although I don't know what I want to throw, but it is definitely not as useful as the Golden Apple!
"Then..." After confirming that the three of them were ready, Iasus raised his hand high and then waved it down heavily.
"Start!"
Hippomenes' eyes narrowed fiercely and rushed out like sharp arrows. The surrounding audience exclaimed, Cyd and Atalanta were still standing there and didn't move!
"Slow," Cyd yawned.
"Just kill him," Atalanta took off the bow from his back and aimed at the back of Hippomenes' head.
"Wait a moment," Cyd patted Atalanta's shoulder, "I haven't thrown anything yet."
"Well," Atalanta lowered the bow.
"Damn it! Look down on me!" Hippomenes clenched his crown.
Atalanta has the habit of attacking after the attack. No matter who the opponent is, she will let the opponent run first and then start. He originally planned to use the Golden Apple to slow her down when Atalanta caught up. Three chances!
But now Atalanta doesn't move at all!
"Then I'll just rush to the finish line!" Hippomenes showed a grim smile as he looked at the finish line that was just around the corner.
It's too late! See the white-hair in front! The winner is...
Hippomenes' expression gradually solidified.
The front...white-hair?
Why are you already in the front!
"Too slow," Cyd shook his hand and slammed his fist into Hippomenes' face.
Hippomenes' speed of sprinting with full force and the speed of Cyd's punching, the combined force caused Hippomenes to spin like a wheel in midair, and the Golden Apple hidden in his bag fell from the sky. in Cyd's hands.
“What a boring farce,” Cyd grabbed Hippomenes by the collar and threw him out like a shot put.
Iasus stared blankly at the Hippomenes who fell into the auditorium.
Should not die, no! He didn't win anyway, he died if he didn't win!
In an instant Iasus lost interest in Hippomenes, and now he cared about Cyd.
One step! As long as Cyd takes a step back, the victory belongs to him, and he is still in pursuit of the ** Atalanta Impossible!
Atalanta stood there and watched Cyd quietly, she was waiting, waiting for Cyd to make a choice.
Cyd glanced at the end point that was just around the corner, and it seemed that it was his style to go straight to it now, but...
Cyd raised the corner of his mouth and threw the Golden Apple on the spot. on the ground.