Give Me the Name of God

According to the record in the "Book of Odes", the Cyclops Polyphemus was a cruel, stupid, vicious, and unreasonable demon. He ate six of Odysseus's men and imprisoned Odysseus in a In the cave, Odysseus blinded him in order to escape.

If this giant is really Polyphemus, the record in the "Book of Odes" would be absurd. At least in Manda's view, this Cyclops is neither vicious nor stupid. He is very smart and behaves openly.

But Unreasonable is right. Manda has nothing to do with Odysseus. Odysseus died long ago in the classical era, but he insists that Manda is Odysseus.

The giant's legs were very long, and one step was equivalent to Manda's twenty steps. An ordinary person would have been trampled into a pulp by him.

But Manda was no ordinary person. With his second-level skill, Manda quickly left the giant behind until he could no longer hear his voice.

It seems that he has given up. A blind giant is looking for a mortal less than six feet tall in the forest. This is more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack.

Running to the edge of the forest, Manda took a breath and moved her ankles, preparing to escape with flying boots.

The reason for not using the flying boots before was because Manda didn't have enough control over flying and couldn't start and stop smoothly in disguise, so he could easily be slapped to death by a giant.

Now that the giant has been thrown away, the top priority is to catch up with Medusa and the others. There are also the poisonous tongue fairy and the old man of the sea in front of them, so be sure not to cause any trouble.

Unexpectedly, trouble occurred as soon as they took off. A huge bird suddenly appeared in front of them and slapped Manda to the ground with its wings.

What kind of monster is this? bird?

It doesn't look like it. Look at the wingspan of at least seven or eight meters. There can't be such a big bird in the world.

Pterosaur?

Enemies, could this thing come from the Jurassic? The pterosaurs of the Jurassic were not that big! (Aeolian pterosaur lived in the Cretaceous period)

What the hell is this?

Manda rubbed his eyes. The bird circled twice under the sun and landed in front of Manda.

It's really a bird. Judging from its appearance, it should be an owl.

Its eyes were bigger than Manda's head, and it stood about three or four meters tall on the ground.

Manda took a step back, and the owl took a step forward. It leaned down and cooed twice, as if teasing its prey.

Is this the beast Seuss was talking about?

Teasing me? If you can't beat a giant, how can you beat a big bird?

Manda moved her shoulders, ready to kill the owl.

Wait, you don't have to kill it, you can control it, and maybe make it your own mount.

Manda was about to use the fifth level skill when he suddenly saw the owl shrinking its head and taking a few steps back.

It's scared. What could scare it?

Manda's ears perked up and he heard a heavy gasp.

"You run so fast!"

Polyphemus was chasing after him. Such a tall giant was able to catch up quietly and even deceived Manda's ears.

Now that he was behind her, Manda didn't even have the courage to look back.

"Don't run away, let's fight it out. This is the arrangement of fate. None of us can escape!" Polyphemus broke another big tree and was about to hit Manda when he suddenly heard Manda drink. The voice said: "Wait a minute, this is not fair!"

What Manda wanted to say was that the grudge between you and Odysseus has nothing to do with me, but Polyphemus did not understand what he meant.

"Unfair? What's unfair?" He was waiting for Manda's answer, but before Manda could speak, the owl flapped its wings and prepared to escape.

Polyphemus understood. He stepped forward, grabbed the owl, and threw it hard against the tree. A horizontal branch pierced the owl's chest. It hung on the tree and died with two grunts.

"Are you worried that I will let wild beasts come to help me fight?" Polyphemus laughed loudly, "You underestimate me. This is a contest between you and me, and no living thing can interfere."

Manda turned away out of respect for the giant.

He didn't want to run away or give any more explanations. He only said one sentence: "A fair fight, no matter the winner or loser, let's not get entangled with each other anymore."

As soon as the words fell, Manda disappeared instantly.

Polyphemus heard his footsteps and made sure he had not gone far.

Where is he hiding?

It seems that on a certain tree, Polyphemus held his breath, raised his fist and broke a big tree.

Before the tree fell, Manda jumped to another tree.

"Odysseus, you are still so dirty. Don't you dare to pick up a weapon and fight me openly? Don't you even have the courage?" Polyphemus raised his hand and broke another tree. Manda jumped up and jumped to the ground.

Polyphemus punched the ground, but Manda barely dodged, leaving a deep pit in the ground.

Manda climbed up the tree again, and the big tree was broken by Polyphemus again, breaking more than a dozen trees one after another. Polyphemus was shocked and stood still.

This time he didn't hear Manda's jump, which meant that he hit the wrong tree and lost track of Manda's whereabouts.

This mistake was fatal. Manda was still nearby and could attack at any time.

Coming from the left or the right?

In my memory, Odysseus loved sneaking up from behind.

He heard the wind, picked up the tree and hit it behind him.

Hit, a crisp sound!

The sound was wrong, it didn't hit flesh and bones, but hit stones!

I fell into the trap, this is the stone thrown by Manda.

Polyphemus suddenly realized, but it was too late. He felt an itch on his shoulder, and Manda had already jumped up.

He threw the big tree away and reached back to grab Manda. Manda stretched out her fingers and placed them on his neck.

His fingers crossed, leaving a trail of blood.

Polyphemus covered his wound and sat on the ground.

What a terrifying blade. Polyphemus had never seen such a sharp weapon.

He thought he was dead, but after groping for a while, he found that the wound was not deep, it just cut the flesh, and did not damage the blood vessels or throat.

At this moment, Manda was standing behind him, looking at her fingers and muttering to herself: "Is this considered kindness? Doesn't it count?"

My fingers hurt a little, but only a little. According to past experience, this time the kindness was recognized by Goldfinger, but it was far from the standard for upgrade.

Polyphemus touched the wound. He really didn't expect that Odysseus would show mercy to him.

"Why don't you kill me?"

Manda said: "You can't see me. I am sneaking up on you among the trees. This way of fighting is not fair to you."

Polyphemus sat on the ground, remained silent for a long time, shook his head and said, "You are not Odysseus."

Manda let out a sigh of relief: "You are finally willing to believe me."

"Where is he?"

"I can't answer this question for you. It's probably in the underworld."

"he died?"

"He died a long time ago." Manda was a little curious. Does this giant have no idea about the life span of a mortal?

"He said he was bleeding from the gods. He said he would not die. Is he dead? He lied to me and has always lied to me..."

Polyphemus raised his head and roared to the sky. The birds in the forest scattered in all directions, and Manda felt like she was going deaf.

"You go." Polyphemus lowered his head, looking extremely depressed.

Manda turned to leave, but suddenly she heard Polyphemus say: "If you see a descendant of Odysseus, tell him and let him come to me."

"Okay." Manda said casually. It was impossible for him to meet the descendants of Odysseus. Odysseus died two thousand years ago. Even if his blood line is passed down to this day, they may not know that they have such a person. Ancestors.

When Manda was about to leave, Polyphemus shouted again: "If you see the soul of Odysseus in the underworld, remember to tell him that I am waiting for him here!"

Originally, he wanted to say something perfunctory, but this time Manda couldn't hold it back. He turned around and asked: "What exactly happened between you and Odysseus?"

"Do you want to hear it?"

Manda has not forgotten the purpose of this trip, but he feels that the truth of this matter is very important.

After a moment of hesitation, Manda's stomach growled.

"Do you have anything to eat?" Manda asked awkwardly.

Polyphemus was stunned for a long time, Manda's request surprised him.

It's been a long time since he ate with others, and it's been a long time since he drank with others.

"There is something to eat," Polyphemus pointed to the owl, "Do you want to eat it or the mutton?"

"Eat mutton." Manda felt that this owl was a bit special and seemed to have other uses.

"Okay," Polyphemus nodded, "I'll kill the sheep, and there will be some good wine."

"Wine or ale?"

"Of course it's wine," Polyphemus smiled. "It's the best wine you'll ever drink in your life."

"Don't boast," Manda smiled, "I know the best winemaker."