Chapter 558： Death of Philoctus (1/2)

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.