Paladins of Asgard

Luo Wei thought about it, turned over and went to the next door. The other residents also came, and some of them were already knocking on the door: "Hey, what are the people inside doing? Let's not let us sleep."

After a while, the door opened, and a stern-looking man came out. It was actually the gladiator Howlett that Rowe had seen in the arena during the day.

"You're... Howlett?" Someone recognized him.

"Sorry, my son is sick." Howlett said, "I'll leave now."

After saying that, he turned around and went back to the room, and then hurriedly left with a boy in his arms. The boy's body was abnormally purple, and he was crying non-stop, obviously suffering great pain.

Everyone was stunned for a while, and after discussing a few words, they went back to their respective houses and ignored the matter.

Rowe touched his chin, but followed, and went out of the hotel with Howlett.

Howlett carried his son to a corner of the city far away from the dwellings, listening to his son's cry, his expression was anxious and painful, but he could do nothing, so he could only keep comforting: "It will be alright, son, it will be alright..."

"What's wrong with him?" Rowe came from behind.

Howlett turned his head to look, frowned slightly, and said after a while, "I also want to know what the disease is."

"Let me try it." Rowe walked over and said again, "You shouldn't talk nonsense everywhere, right?"

Apocalypse strictly forbids magic, although most humans cannot threaten Luo Wei, but if the news is leaked, there will definitely be some trouble.

Howlett was stunned for a moment, and when he saw the light in Rowe's hand, he finally reacted and said quickly: "I swear by my honor and my life, and I will never mention this to others."

Luo Wei didn't say anything, the holy light shone in his hand, resting on the boy's body, and the radiance flowed.

With the infiltration of holy light, the boy's expression soon became much more relaxed, he stopped crying, but still closed his eyes tightly and frowned.

Seeing this scene, Howlett was excited and his eyes were red.

However, Rowe frowned.

The complexity of the boy's disease is far beyond his imagination, and with his current ability, it seems that there is no cure at all.

Sure enough, after half an hour of treatment, although the color on the boy's body changed from purplish red to light red, it did not completely subside.

"It seems that I can't cure this disease completely." Rowe stopped the treatment.

Howlet's face couldn't help but show disappointment, but he still said: "Thank you... It seems that only Apocalypse can save my son."

Apocalypse is a rather disrespectful title, Luo Wei said: "It seems that you don't know anything about the true face of Apocalypse."

Howlett was silent.

Luo Wei said again: "Since this is the case, why do you still put your hope in the apocalypse?"

Howlett lowered his head: "Apocalypse is the most powerful person in the world. Only he can save my son. As long as my son can be cured, the rest is irrelevant."

Luo Wei: "You'd better not. If you go to Serbiantus, chances are you won't come back. Even if Tianqi has the ability, he may not be willing to help you."

"But that's my only hope," Howlett said.

Rowe was silent for a moment.

Cousin El should have a way to cure this unknown disease, but Howlett and his son are not from Asgard, so it is not easy for him to take him there.

In the end, he only said: "Think carefully, it's better not to go."

On the way back, Luo Wei found some stones and put them in the Sanctuary space as a ration for Xiaoshilut.

Waking up the next day, he left Sparta and went to the capital of Egypt, Sebenitus.

Sparta and Egypt are only separated by the Mediterranean Sea. Starting from Sparta by boat, all the way to the south, you can reach the Nile delta in northern Egypt, where Sebentus is located.

Sebenitus was equally on guard, with the towering city walls and strict inspections. After Luo Wei arrived, he could only repeat the same trick and climb over the wall to enter in the middle of the night.

Then, during the day, he went to a pub with a lot of people to inquire about the news.

As the capital of Egypt and the center of the world in this era, Sebenitus is undoubtedly a prosperous place. The buildings are tall and richly decorated, and most of the pedestrians on the road are also gorgeously dressed, either rich or expensive.

Even the food and drink in the taverns is much better than Athens and Sparta. Of course, the price is also a lot more expensive.

Luo Wei chatted with the people at the same table while eating.

"I heard that a gladiator was received by the gods not long ago? How is he now?"

"Of course it was God's reward."

Rowe: "Does he live in Serbentus now?"

"It should be...how do I know that."

Luo Wei inquired around a little more, but he gained very little, and not many people even knew the name Diops. Obviously, Apocalypse deliberately restricted the dissemination of relevant news.

After several days in Serbenitus, he still did not get valuable information and was quite depressed.

That night, Rowe left the window of the hotel room, ready to explore the architectural layout of the city.

Apocalypse has not performed a rebirth ceremony for a while. If Diops was caught as a body, he should still be locked somewhere by now.

Luo Wei walked quietly in the night, shuttling between the streets and alleys.

In the deep night, there is still a brightly lit place. It is a magnificent golden palace, nearly 100 meters high and heavily guarded. This is the palace of Apocalypse.

At this moment, somewhere inside the palace.

A man of unknown age was sitting on the throne. He was wearing dark blue clothes, and his skin was also similar dark blue. The whole person showed a gloomy and cold aura, just like the cobra worshipped by the Egyptians.

The blue man on the throne is naturally the ruler of Egypt, Apocalypse.

Apocalypse seemed to be very weak, sitting paralyzed, he looked at an old man in a white robe in front of him, and said slowly, "Still failed to restore his eyes?"

"He's from Asgard, and our treatments and medicines have no effect on him." The white-robed old man lowered his head and said, then hesitated, "Master, although he lost an eye, After all, it is also the body of the Protoss, invulnerable to swords and guns, and has a lifespan of five thousand years..."

Apocalypse interrupted him a little angrily: "Do you want me to be the one-eyed for five thousand years?"

The white-robed old man did not dare to speak.

"A bunch of rubbish!" Tian Qi's anger is still not gone, "Even the Asgardians can't recognize it, it's enough to catch it, and it's blinded in one eye, it's not good to let it go, and it's not good to use it!"

At this time, a woman came in from outside.

"My death knight." Apocalypse looked at her.

"Master." The woman knelt down and said, with a face of piety and admiration, it was the death knight, the head of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

She was born beautiful, but half of her face was covered with mesh-like wounds, as if the half of her face was torn apart and then spliced ​​together again, which looked quite terrifying.