I Will Be the Son of Man

Thetis thought for a while, then shook her head.

"Azimuth... Then, to the west."

Thinking of an old man's suggestion, Hill decided where to go to sea.

"West side? I see!"

"Then, just close your eyes for a while, and you'll be there soon, boy!"

Thetis chuckled, and then a stream of water suddenly appeared on one hand.

The water quickly spread out, turning into a water polo big enough to accommodate an adult, wrapping Hill in it.

"Hey!"

With a shout full of vitality, Thetis waved her hands, and the water polo flew directly from the shore and fell into the sea, but did not sink.

At the same time, the next second, the surface of the sea began to flow according to a certain trajectory, and after a while, it took Hill away from the shore and let him drift towards a certain place quickly.

"Okay, according to your request, I have already sent that boy away, now you can feel at ease!"

As if talking to someone else again, Thetis suddenly started talking to herself.

"However, if you care so much about that boy, if it wasn't because I know you well, I'm afraid you might really misunderstand him as your child!"

"Yes, yes, of course I know you can't, so this is just a joke."

"After all, you are Zeus again, hehehe!"

The voice of the other party with a little resentment came from the ear, Thetis couldn't help but chuckled, and then comforted the other party in a good voice.

******

Here is a swamp forest.

Once upon a time, there was a fearsome poisonous snake here, but not long ago, all this changed.

"Uh, you mean, the hydra has been killed, and only one snake head is still sealed?"

"Yes, Mr. Hero. Not long ago, [Hero of Silver] helped us kill Hydra, and, only by his strength."

Facing the inquiry of the tall and muscular young man in front of him, Myrcella explained.

"It has already been killed, so what should we do in the trial?"

Confusion appeared on the tall young man's face, and he suddenly felt that the trajectory of his life seemed to have been changed.

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Chapter 032: Crete (32/n)

On the coast, there are fishermen fishing.

Seeming to have noticed a strange movement on the sea, the fishermen stopped what they were doing, squinting and staring straight at something floating in the sea in the distance.

"That's... people?!"

It was discovered that it was a boy wrapped in a big water polo that was floating towards this side rapidly along the ocean current.

Seeing that the huge waves were about to hit, the fishermen all dropped their things and rushed to the shore.

Whoa-!

Accompanied by a burst of waves, Hill's feet landed firmly on the ground, and the water polo that escorted him all the way burst apart in an instant, turning into a puddle of water and splashing on the beach.

"Well, may I ask, are you a god?"

A bold fisherman stepped forward and asked respectfully.

After all, the group of them had never seen an existence that could "walk" on the sea like that.

"God? No, I'm not a god."

Hill shook his head, indicating that the other party admitted his mistake.

"Then, you must be a certain hero!"

With that kind of ability, if not a god, then he must be a hero.

The fisherman was a little agitated, and before Hill could explain, he continued on his own.

"Master Hero, please help us! If we don't stop the mad cow running around on the island, we really can't survive!"

"Mad cow? Where is this place? Also, I'm not a hero..."

Hill frowned, and he looked around at the strange environment around him, a little puzzled.

"Eh? Aren't you..."

The fisherman was stunned for a few seconds, but subconsciously he still answered Hill's question.

"This is Crete, aren't you here to deal with that mad cow?"

"I'm here to find Uruk, do you know where Uruk is?"

Hill shook his head again and asked the other party.

"Uru...k? There is no place called Uruk here, are you looking for someone with that name?"

"No."

Seeing that hope failed again, Hill was not discouraged, he stepped away from the coast, and decided to look for it with his own eyes.

"Isn't... a hero? But with that ability, why not a hero..."

Seeing the figure of the young man leaving, the fishermen looked at each other in bewilderment, their eyes full of puzzlement.

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This is Crete.

It's not like the scattered villages built according to the forest that Hill has seen, and it's not full of women like the Amazon female warrior country he's seen.

The roads here are paved and apparently have simple drainage.

The surrounding buildings are usually composed of flat tiled roofs and stucco, wooden or large stone floors, and are two or three stories high.

It looks very prosperous.

However, it was not lively at all.

It is obviously such a wide street, but at the moment there is not a single pedestrian on the road.

Everyone seemed to be avoiding something deliberately, staying at home behind closed doors.

Hill blinked, seemingly confused.

He originally wanted to knock on the door of a certain family at random and ask about the situation.

But in the next second, the ground suddenly shook.

In the distance, a thick cloud of smoke seemed to be entrained by something, and it was rapidly approaching here.

what is that?

The blowing dust interfered with part of the sense of smell. Hill took out the silver bow, put his hand on the bowstring, and stared directly at the movement in the distance, ready to pull it away at any time.

The smoke and dust got closer and closer, and after a certain distance, Hill saw the source of all this clearly.

It was a huge, pure white bull.

At this moment, the other party was spitting out fire, while his eyes were red, and he started to run wild like a madman.

Instead of attacking Hill who was standing alone on the street, the bull chose a nearby residential building, and directly used its sharp and huge horns to continuously bump against the building.

The raging fire was spitting out of his mouth, trying to burn everything in front of him.

"Why, why?! Why is it our home?! The great sea god Poseidon, please forgive us! Please forgive us!"

There were voices of prayer and pleading from the dwelling, but this did not stop the bull from making any movements. Instead, it seemed that the bull's movements became more aggressive because he heard the movement from the house.

Two ox horns shattered a corner of the outer wall of the house. If the impact continues like this, the hole will probably become bigger and bigger until it collapses.

Hill's hand was on the bowstring all the time, but he didn't pull it for a long time.

He didn't know whether he should make a move, but if he did, why.

He killed Hydera because he felt the breath of the snake, killed the strange bird because the other party attacked him, and helped Prometheus because the other party answered his own question...

Then, under the circumstances that he was not attacked and owed no favor.

--how should I do?

The confusion in his eyes was not a feeling, but an emotion that could truly be called "confusion".

Hill fell into self-thinking, but with the excited "moo" of the bull.

Suddenly, there was a burst of crying from the attacked residential building.

"Wow wow wow wow wow -!"

The baby's wailing resounded through the street, seeming to overwhelm the noise of the bull in Hill's ears.

Subconsciously, Hill raised his hands and pulled the bowstring in his hands.

By the time he reacted, the silver arrow had turned into a streamer and shot straight at the maddened bull.

The huge impact caused the arrow to take the bull back a few meters after hitting the bull.

Moo-!

There was a painful hiss in his mouth, and although the bull was shot in the back by an arrow and blood was dripping from his body, he did not fall down.

It seemed that he had discovered the target of attacking him. The bull did not retreat, but his red eyes became more and more crazy.

Its nose exhaled white smoke, the cow's hooves rubbed against the ground twice, and then the whole cow rushed towards Hill.

There was no time to think about why he did what he did just now, a golden light flashed in Hill's eyes, and he fired arrows in succession.

One silver light after another deeply stopped the bull's progress, as if finally unable to bear the pain on his body, the bull mooed at the end, and fell stiffly in front of Hill's eyes, arousing A puff of smoke.

Hill was holding a silver bow, and he looked down at his left hand, unable to understand why he would take the initiative to attack the bull.