Chapter 558： Death of Philoctus

The Greek coalition banquet lasted a long time, and everyone got up and drunk before they got up and left.

The celebration of Philokus's injury to Kuknos was a sweep of the haze of the Greek coalition forces, which improved the morale of the army.

After the meeting, Carcas was standing next to Odysseus, watching the back of Philoctus, who was fading away, a little interested: "For Philoctus, I am a bit guilty!"

Odysseus did not seem to understand the words of Carcass, and asked, "Respectful prophet Carcass, what guilt do you have?"

Carcass glanced at Odysseus and said, "Odysseus the King of Itaco, a smart man beloved by God, do I still need to say that? You should all understand."

"Dear Carcass, how stupid I am, I don't understand what you mean." Odysseus said, although he knew it very well, but said that he did not understand anything.

Carcas looked at him again, shook his head, and said, "Odysseus the King of Itaques, you are too good at disguising."

"Fillockus was abandoned by you on a desert island and lived a hard life, but at least he didn't have to worry about his life. He can return to his hometown now. Now he has killed Cookos, the great Poseidon poseidon), do you think he can return to his hometown of Ota? "

Filochus was only protected by his friend hercules, but a godhead could not fight Poseidon at all.

So Filoccus came out of the desert island, and fate was already doomed.

In this regard, Odysseus was silent. He could not change Carcas's views and was unwilling to offend Hercules, but he offended Philokus too deeply. Only when he died could he feel relieved.

And asking him to come to Troy to help the Greeks deal with Kokonos is a god's idea and has nothing to do with himself.

Carcas looked at Odysseus' expression, understood his thoughts, and said, "Odysseus, you would have no friends like this."

After speaking, turned and left without saying a word.

Odysseus stood still, speechless.

Fog

Phillockus walked deep and shallow in the dark fog. He didn't know why he was here and how long he walked, but felt that the fog was endless. He was disheartened, and when he was about to give up, the fog Retreat, suddenly bright eyes.

Looking up, Phillocks was shocked to find that it was Ota Mountain, the hometown of the dream.

Why are you back home?

Although Filoccus missed his hometown, he also knew that he was currently fighting in Troy, not the time to return home.

After returning to his hometown at this time, Philokus planned to go back and take a look.

He lifted his feet in the direction of Mount Ota, but walked for a long time. The distance in the distance of Ota did not shorten, but he felt more and more distant.

Philoctus could not help but panic. This was the first time he had encountered this situation, but he did not give up, and he continued to walk forward.

I just took a step forward, and the scene changed again. I saw an open space in front of me, and there was a pile of firewood on the open space.

What surprised him even more was that his friend Hercules was standing in the middle of a firewood pile at the moment.

"Hercules, my dear friend, haven't you become a god, why are you still in Mount Ota?" Philokus said.

Hercules was standing in the middle of the woodpile without answering Philoctus.

Suddenly the firewood burned, and Hercules was standing still in the middle of the burning woodpile.

Philoctus was a little anxious. Don't burn it to such a big fire. He shouted Hercules' name, but Hercules remained indifferent.

After a while, I don't know where the storm came. Although the firewood was not extinguished, there was seawater everywhere.

At this moment, Hercules, who was full of flames, suddenly opened his mouth and said to Philokus, "My friend Philokus, I will come to pick you up."

Filoccus was startled and awakened, and found himself still in the camp. He was a battle-hardened hero, and thought it was an ominous omen.

"Who sends the dream to me and wants to tell me?"

"What does Hercules want to say? I should find a prophet, especially Carcass, who will answer my questions."

But at this time it was bright, and there was a loud noise outside, listening to the sound that the Trojans came to attack the camp again.

"Is there any reason for this," Phillockus thought.

A few days ago, Kuknos was killed. I thought Troy would be honest for a long time. I didn't expect how long it would take before I came to attack the camp again.

Thinking of this, Philoctus could no longer sit still and get dressed. As soon as he got out of the camp account, he saw a group of soldiers running towards the gate of the camp with weapons.

Philokus picked up his weapon and rushed to the door with the soldier.

I saw that the Trojans had invaded the camp at this time, but because there was no Cookos, entering the camp was not deep, and the situation was not as dangerous as last time.

The fiery battle between the two sides was gelatinous.

Philocus found his friend Cleodorus on the battlefield and said, "Hey, my dear friend Cleodorus, I will shoot a dark arrow at the mean Trojan. You will help me get it. Arrow? "

"It's my pleasure," said Cleodorus, and of course he was happy to help Philoctus hand the arrow and fight with a spear on the battlefield. After all, there is still a risk. The risk was low, and he didn't even think about it, and he agreed to Phillock's request.

Philocus took an arrow from Cleodorus, took the arrow, and pulled his bow at a Troy ten captain on the battlefield.

"call out."

The arrows of the bow and arrow shot at the fast speed towards the ten captain who was struggling to fight.

"Well." The Captain of the Ten did not expect a cold arrow to fly on the battlefield, and the arrow shot into the captain's throat, killing him in one shot.

A proud smile appeared on Phillockus' face, showing that he was very satisfied with the effect of his archery.

It didn't take long before he took the arrow from Cleodorus again, bowed his arrow, and shot an arrow at the unprepared Troy Captain in the distance.

"puff."

Another arrow shot into the eyes of the ten captain. The ten captain would not die at one and a half. He rolled on the ground in pain, and the situation was unbearable.

In this way, Philoctus relied on the power of the bow and arrow to shoot and kill more than ten Troy ten captains in a row on the battlefield, causing the Trojans to chaos near a region.

Pei Ziyun found the anomaly because he was too far away and did not rush over.

At this time, he had a bronze sword in his hand, carrying a bow and arrow, and quickly hurried over to Filoccus. As soon as he arrived in the area, Filoccus found him.

Philokus was very impressed with this prince, who slayed several heroes of the Greek coalition. At this time, he found the trace of Pei Ziyun.

"My dear friend, hand me the poison arrow, I'm going to shoot that abominable Paris. He is the source of all the misfortunes."

It wasn't that Philokus shot arrows that were soaked in Hydra's poisonous blood every time. To deal with the ten captain and the centurion, they were ordinary arrows. When he saw Paris, he used poison. The arrow was off, but he shouted, and suddenly heard a groan.

Filoccus turned around and found that Cleodorus, who was handing him a poison arrow, had an arrow in his shoulder, and was furious.

This despicable prince of Troy had shot the arrow first and hurt his friend, and he vowed that he would never let go of this abominable Prince Paris.

Cleodorus hit the arrow, stepped back later, and protected himself with a spear from being hit again.

Although Cleodorus had taken decisive measures to protect himself, he miscalculated the horror of Paris's archery.

"Alas." Another arrow cut through the sky and shot at Cleodorus.

Cleodorus found that the spear in his hand did not work at all, because the arrow was too fast, and he could only watch the arrow enter his heart ~ www.novelhall.com ~ 噗. "Blood bleed from the heart of Cleodorus, and the earth was red in an instant, and the body fell heavily to the ground.

Kill with a single arrow, terrifying power.

Philokus saw all this in his eyes and was so angry that he did not expect that Prince Paris could shoot and kill his friends under his eyelids. Now he picked up the poison arrow and pulled the bow and arrow. Full of bowstrings, drinking: "Go to death, Paris."

The arrow shot out, and it was very fast. A lightning bolt shot at Pei Ziyun.

Pei Ziyun shot and killed Cleodorus, who handed the arrow to Philokus, and he was already guarding the arrow fired by Philokus. At this moment, the arrow came, and he moved half of his position, avoiding Filotches attacked with a poisoned arrow.

But Pei Ziyun didn't want to give Philoctus a second chance to shoot arrows. He quickly bent his bow and took arrows to reflect. The whole movement was flowing without any obstruction.

"Alas." An arrow hit Phillock's eyebrow, and his face was full of astonishment at this moment. It seemed unbelievable that Prince Paris' archery surpassed himself.

"Bang." Philoctus fell to the ground and smashed to the ground, raising a plume of smoke.

According to the rules of this era, the killer can peel off the armor and weapons of the deceased, especially Hercules' bow. Pei Ziyun still remembers that this bow finally gave the life of Prince Paris, and he flew immediately. Go up and grab.

A few Greeks roared, and they were about to pounce. Pei Ziyun took a spear and killed several people, taking the body to the chariot.

"It ’s already a reward to kill Philokus, and I do n’t want to have a **** bow." Pei Ziyun thought, but raised his hand and thanked him, "Gods, thank you, Kokonos, look, I have already Revenge for you. "