“It’s really exciting.”

Hera licked her plump lips, glanced at everyone one by one, and kissed like a cat and mouse.

"What the hell is she?"

The thousand-year-old white fox said quietly: "It's neither human, but it's not a demonic spirit."

"Old monster, are you her opponent?"

Feng Zhaoyuan asked anxiously in his heart, if Hera really had that legendary power, there would be no need to fight this battle, and the three of them would undoubtedly lose.

The Thousand Years White Fox said: "Although she can temporarily pause time, it looks very difficult. And when time pauses, she seems to be busy with defense and has no time to fight back. In other words, even if she masters that power, the level is still very shallow."

Listening to the old monster's tone, a glimmer of hope arose in Feng Zhaoyuan's heart.

"With my demonic power, it should be fine to escape."

In response to the strength of both the enemy and us, the Thousand-year-old White Fox solemnly concluded.

Feng Zhaoyuan fell to pieces on the spot.

Hera saw everyone looking at her like a great enemy, and smiled charmingly: "Don't be so nervous, everyone is my toy, I won't rush to kill you. How should I entertain my VIP? Let me think about it carefully. Well, you-" She pointed to Fengzawahara: "Be my Zeus until I'm tired of it."

"you--"

She pointed to Hawkeye and said, "Keep it in the dungeon and be my pet. And you-"

Hera's eyes remained on Shi Muxia's face: "I hate women the most, let's turn you into a soulless doll."

"As for useless useless people."

Hera stretched out his hand and drew a pattern in the air. The old man screamed shrillly, his whole body twitched, and his skin slowly cracked. From head to toe, a complete piece of skin was peeled off from outside the body, revealing the bright red muscle body inside.

Hera waved his palm and the human skin suddenly flew into her hands. The old man was not dead yet, rolling on the ground in pain, like a blood-red ball of flesh, making a heart-wrenching scream.

"This skin is too old."

Hera shook his head, and the bloody human skin disintegrated and melted in his hands.

Feng Zhaoyuan was so angry that he was trembling all over. He had never seen such cruel behavior before. Shi Muxia's face turned pale and her stomach acid seemed to be vomiting out.

Hawkeye snorted coldly, and made a sharp "cracking" sound all over his body. All the guns seemed to be disassembled, disassembled, reorganized, and assembled in a daze, and instantly transformed into a small rocket launcher with the muzzle aimed at Hera.

"This is what you humans call secret techniques or extraordinary abilities."

Hera smiled disdainfully: "The flesh and blood body has become steel, which may be magical for you. But to me, it is as simple and ridiculous as OnePlus One."

"You also understand human secrets?"

Hawkeye's only head that was not mechanized asked coldly.

"The secret technique is just to transform the inherent material elements."

Hera arrogantly stretched out his hand and drew a pattern in the air: "And what God can do is creation!"

With a loud bang, the rocket launcher exploded suddenly, blood splashed everywhere, and the hawk's eyes flew out from afar.

"Do you know the difference between humans and God?"

Hera said lightly.

Hawkeye struggled to get up and had recovered his flesh and blood. The difference was that the whole body was covered in blood, and some of the muscles burst out, revealing the thick bones.

“What you do is not creation, but destruction.”

Feng Zhaoyuan suddenly stopped in front of Hawkeye, and said word by word, with a sharp light flashing in his eyes.

The Thousand-year White Fox said in a deep voice: "We are not its opponents. Silly brat, run away quickly. With my strength, I should be able to escape."

Leave someone else behind?

Feng Zhaoyuan slowly shook her head, leaving others to escape alone, and it was never his own style.

Hera looked at him with interest: "How can it be considered creation?"

Huozawa completely regained his calmness and smiled slightly: "For example, inventing a novel game. This kind of game is much more interesting than dolls, pets, skinning, etc."

“What is it?”

Hera licked his tongue, his eyes full of blood and excitement.

"You've lived here for many years, have you?"

Feng Zhaoyuan changed the subject and asked casually.

“It’s been many years.”

Hera smiled charmingly, "So I feel very bored and lonely."

"So you plundered the Tiangong family and some other humans and made them your dolls and slaves."

"I am a god, of course I have the power to manipulate you humans, just like you humans have toys. This is actually a very interesting game, don't you think?"

"It turns out that you can't live without humans. Without us, you will only feel bored and bored."

Hera's face changed slightly, and her pupils contracted unconsciously: "Do you think I'm willing to stay here?"

"Didn't you belong here? Then where did you come from?"

Feng Zhaoyuan felt a stern in her heart and asked.

Hera smiled coldly and stopped answering Feng Zhaoyuan's question: "What exactly do you want to say?"

"Play a new game with you."

Feng Zhaoyuan smiled and said authentically.

"You human being are very brave and unique."

Hera stared at Huoshihara, as if he was becoming more and more interested in him: "What game do you want to play?"

"In ancient Europe, there was a novel hunting game among the nobles. They drove the sinners into the jungle and chased them like animals, thus gaining bloody pleasure. I dare say that this game is extremely exciting and will definitely make you feel deeply satisfied."

"You mean, as prey, let me hunt you."

Hera's eyes flashed.

"Yes, this is much more fun than dolls and slaves who only know how to obey you."

Feng Zhaoyuan calms down the tunnel.

"Do you want to run away? Poor human."

Hera laughed jokingly.

"Think about it, otherwise you will just add three dolls. You have enough dolls. Don't you feel tired of looking at them as stupid as you are all day long?"

Hera pondered without saying a word, and Fengzhaohara continued, "Of course there must be rules for the game, so that it will be more exciting. Give us three hours to escape, and then you start hunting. As long as you catch us, whether we are your Zeus or Apollo, we will unconditionally agree to you. However, if you can't catch us within three days, you must send us safely away from here."

“It does sound very fresh and exciting.”

Hera's eyes shot out dazzling luster, and he stretched out his hand to draw a pattern in the air. Feng Zhaoyuan felt that his body was trapped in an unfathomable, slowly squirming swamp, and the sticky mud rolled, constantly pulling himself into deep.

"Ding thudding thud", Feng Zhaoyuan rushed forward uncontrollably and rushed to Hera. The latter grabbed his chin with a charming smile, and his towering peaks pressed against his chest.

"I promise you."

Hera's plump lips came up and kissed Feng Zhaohara's lips deeply, then gently pushed it, shattering all the ribs on both sides of him.

Feng Zhaoyuan snorted miserably and stumbled backwards.

"If I want me to play this game with you, I should pay some price, right?"

Hera's eyes became extremely cold: "The hunting begins now."

Shi Muxia hurriedly supported Feng Zhaoyuan, and Hawkeye glanced at the corpse of the old man on the ground, with a expressionless face. The three of them left the palace.

"Before chasing prey, you should replenish your energy first."

Looking at the three of them leaving behind, Hera said to herself and drew a pattern in the air.

"Crack"

The palace's human skin carpet was slowly lifted open, and the rock tiles slid, revealing a deep dungeon below. Dozens of fat, white and tender humans raised their heads in a daze, looking like idiots.

Turning back, the palace had disappeared from sight.

"Are you okay?"

Shi Muxia looked at Feng Zhaoyuan worriedly.

Feng Zhaohara shook her head, and the old monster had already joined the broken ribs for him.

"Thanks to you come up with this solution, otherwise we will become that woman's plaything."

Shi Muxia said in a lingering fear.

"Just just get out for the time being."

Fengzhaoyuan stopped and carefully looked at the surrounding terrain. In front of them were the towns where dolls lived. Although you could go back to the snow stairs through there, Fengzhaoyuan believed that Hera must have blocked the exit. Behind was Hera's palace, so of course they could not fall into the trap. In other words, there were only two ways to choose from left and right.

“There is a plain on the left, which is completely visible, which is not conducive to hiding.”

Shi Muxia was obviously the same as he thought: "It seems like a large thick primitive jungle on the right, so it would be better for us to go to the right."
To be continued...