According to the book of Odes, the Cyclops was a cruel, stupid, vicious and unreasonable demon. He ate six of Odysseus''s subordinates and locked Odysseus in a cave. Odysseus stabbed him in the eye in order to escape.


    If the giant was really polyphemus, the record in the book of songs would be absurd. At least in Manda''s view, the one eyed giant was neither vicious nor stupid. He was very smart and acted openly.


    But it''s true to be unreasonable. Manda has nothing to do with Odysseus. Odysseus died as early as the classical era, but he has to say that Manda is Odysseus.


    The giant''s legs are very long. One step is equivalent to Manda''s twenty steps. If he were an ordinary man, he would have been trampled into meat mud.


    But Manda is not an ordinary person. With second-order skills, Manda quickly left the giant behind until he couldn''t 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, which is more difficult than looking for a needle in a haystack.


    Running to the edge of the forest, Manda took a breath, moved her ankle and was ready to escape with her flying boots.


    The reason why we didn''t use the flying boots before was that Manda didn''t have enough control over the flight and didn''t start and stop smoothly in disguise. It was easy to be slapped to death by the giant.


    Now the giant has been thrown away. The top priority is to catch up with Medusa. There are poisonous tongue fairies and old people in the sea in front, but don''t make any trouble.


    Unexpectedly, as soon as it took off, trouble came. A huge bird suddenly appeared in front of him and patted Manda on the ground with its wings.


    What kind of monster is this? Bird?


    No, look, the wingspan is at least seven or eight meters. There can''t be such a big bird in the world.


    Pterosaur?


    Friend, did this thing come from Jurassic? Jurassic pterosaurs are not so big! (aeolian pterosaur lived in Cretaceous)


    What the hell is this?


    Manda rubbed her eyes. The bird circled twice in the sun and fell in front of Manda.


    It''s really a bird. From the face, it should be an owl.


    Its eyes are bigger than Manda''s head, standing on the ground about three or four meters high.


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


    Is this what sus calls a beast?


    Tease me? Can''t beat a giant or a big bird?


    Manda moved her shoulder to kill the owl.


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


    Manda was about to use the fifth level technique when she saw the owl shrink her head and take a few steps back.


    It''s afraid. What can make it afraid?


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


    "You run so fast!"


    Polyphemus came after him. Such a big giant could come quietly and deceive Manda''s ears.


    Now he''s behind him. Manda doesn''t even have the courage to look back.


    "Don''t run away and decide the outcome. It''s fate. None of us can escape!" polyphimos broke another big tree and was about to hit Manda. Suddenly, Manda drank, "wait a minute, it''s not fair!"


    What Manda wanted to say was that the grudge between you and Odysseus had nothing to do with me, but polyphimus didn''t understand what he meant.


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


    Polyphimus understood. He came forward and caught the owl and fell hard on the tree. A transverse branch pierced the owl''s chest. It hung on the tree and died with a hum.


    "You''re afraid I''ll let the beast help?" said polyphemus with a laugh. "You underestimate me. This is a contest between you and me. No creature can intervene."


    Out of respect for the giant, Manda turned around.


    He didn''t want to run away and didn''t want to make any explanation. He only said one sentence: "fair competition, regardless of victory or defeat, let''s stop pestering each other."


    The voice fell to the ground and Manda disappeared in an instant.


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


    Where is he hiding?


    It seemed that in a tree, polyphemus held his breath and smashed a big tree with his fist.


    Before the big tree fell, Manda jumped into another tree.


    "Odysseus, you are still so dirty. Don''t you dare to take up arms and fight me openly? Don''t you even have the courage?" polyphimus raised his hand and interrupted another tree. Manda jumped up and jumped to the ground.


    Polyphimus punched the ground, and Manda could escape, leaving a deep pit on the ground.


    Manda went up the tree again, and the big tree was broken by polyphimus. He broke more than a dozen trees one after another. Polyphimus was surprised and stood where he was.


    This time he didn''t hear Manda''s jump, which means he beat the wrong tree and lost Manda''s whereabouts.


    This mistake is fatal. Manda is still nearby and may sneak attack at any time.


    From the left or the right?


    Odysseus in memory likes to sneak from behind.


    He heard the wind and swung a big tree behind him.


    Hit, a crisp sound!


    The sound is wrong, not on the flesh and blood, but on the stone!


    Got it. This is the stone that Manda threw out.


    It was too late. He felt an itch on his shoulder and Manda had jumped up.


    He lost the tree and went back to catch Manda. Manda stretched out her finger and laid it across his neck.


    Fingers crossed, leaving a blood hole.


    Polyphemus covered his wound and sat down on the ground.


    What a terrible blade. Polyphimus had never seen such a sharp weapon.


    He thought he would die, but after groping for a while, he found that the wound was not deep, but cut the skin and flesh, without hurting the blood vessels and throat.


    Now Manda was standing behind him, looking at her fingers and muttering to herself, "isn''t that kind? Isn''t it?"


    The finger hurts a little, but it''s just a little. According to past experience, this kindness was recognized by golden finger, but it is far from reaching the standard of upgrading.


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


    "Why don''t you kill me?"


    Manda said, "you can''t see me. I attack you in 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 breathed out, "you finally believe me."


    "Where is he?"


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


    "He''s dead?"


    "Long dead." Manda was curious. Did the giant have no concept of mortal life?


    "He said he was bleeding from the gods. He said he wouldn''t die. He died? He lied to me. He lied to me all the time..."


    Polyphimus raised his head and gave a long whistle to the sky. The birds in the forest flew away. Manda felt that she was going to lose her hearing.


    "You go," said Morpheus, lowering his head and looking very depressed.


    Manda turned to go, and suddenly heard polyphimus say, "if you see the descendants of Odysseus, tell him to come to me."


    "OK." Manda casually perfunctorily said that he could not meet the descendants of Odysseus. Odysseus died two thousand years ago. Even if there is a blood spread to this day, he may not know that they have such an ancestor.


    When Manda was about to go away, pluphimus shouted again, "if you see the soul of Odysseus in the underworld, remember to tell him that I am waiting for him here!"


    He wanted to be perfunctory, but this time Manda couldn''t help it. He turned and asked, "what happened between you and Odysseus?"


    "Do you want to hear?"


    Manda didn''t forget the purpose of the trip, but he felt that the truth of the matter was very important.


    After hesitating for a moment, Manda''s stomach cried.


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


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


    He hasn''t eaten with others for a long time and hasn''t drunk with others for a long time.


    "There''s something to eat," said Morpheus, pointing to the owl. "Would you like it or mutton?"


    "Eat mutton." Manda thought the owl was a little special and seemed to have other uses.


    "Well," nodded polyphimus, "I''ll kill the sheep and have good wine."


    "Wine or ale?"


    "Of course it''s wine," laughed poliphimus. "It''s the best wine you''ve ever drunk in your life."


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