The Novel’s Villain

62. Monsters (2)

Medusa ran wild, smashing all the Spartan warriors but one: Acrisius. Glaring at him, she swung her trident.

“Arghh!”

Managing to check her reflection on his shield, he avoided her attack, albeit barely.

That move amazed Jin-woo enough to make him admit how great it was. It showcased his excellent reflexes and his battle instincts that allowed him to apply his wisdom and knowledge of the surrounding terrain to his advantage immediately.

He looked like a typical hero. According to the Magic Eye of Information, he carried the blood of Zeus within him, but he wasn’t a direct descendant of him. Rather, it seemed that one of his ancestors was the god of thunder’s child.

When Acrisius entered the crevice of a boulder, Medusa hastily thrust her trident into it. Her curse and the Nectar she drank pushed her physical abilities to new heights, but her attacks remained fairly simple since she had never learned spearmanship from a professional. Her ability to petrify people often turned her opponents to stone, leaving her with few opportunities to gain experience in using it.

“Kiaaak!”

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