The hulking cyclops stopped a step or two away, roaring low and slow in the clearing. It spotted Andlox, screamed loudly, and slammed its fists into the earth. A

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Okles mustered all his courage and rushed forward, stabbing it in the abdomen.

His aim was correct, the tip of the gun hit, but did not penetrate. Cyclops stretched out his arms to grab him, but he ducked between the Cyclops' legs and stabbed the monster in the back of the thigh again. Its skin felt as hard as solid wood, though it seemed to slide and move whenever he stabbed it.

The beast spun around and swung his fists to knock him down, but he jumped backwards and rolled away. It walked towards him and slapped the ground three times with its open palm, trying to crush him, but each time he stepped back or sideways, stabbing him at every opportunity.

The cyclops clenched his hands into fists and swung downward with incredible force. A

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Okles just walked to the side and poked up from under its chin. Its skin slides, and spears do not pierce it.

The cyclops stood up straight, stomping forward heavily one foot after another, trying to trample him to death. A

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Okles jumped backwards and dodged. When the monster saw that it didn't work, it tried to grab him with open arms. He ran forward, ducked between its legs, and hit its thigh again, but this time it jumped up and fell backwards in his direction. Although it barely left the ground, the massive thing stretched out its arms and made itself wider. The trick almost worked, but Andex still had time to emerge from under the tree.

Seeing that it missed, it rolled around after him, like a boulder that it looked like at first. However, A

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Okles got a head start, running faster, and when it stopped rolling, he jumped forward and stabbed it in the eye. The monster closed its eyelids to keep him from any harm, and then hit him with its fists, and he dodged.

Now, the task of killing it really seems impossible. Anger and frustration mixed with a fear that he couldn't completely eliminate threatened his concentration, and the strange pressure of tired legs told him that time was running out. But if he can't even stab it in the eye, where can he stab it to hurt it? How did the young woodcutter, who had been cursed three times, stick a spear into its back?

His momentary distraction took him a toll; The monster suddenly flicked his backhand, knocking him into the air. He fell heavily to the ground, but still grabbed the spear. He rolled and stood up, but found himself dizzy and having trouble keeping his balance.

The cyclops immediately caught up with him, reaching out again and again to grab him. Andlocks could only dodge by jumping backwards as fast as he could. If he continued like this, he would fall into the bushes and die with a bunch of thorns in his ass. He had to ......

Then, with a wicked smile, he realized that he could find the weakness in his skin. That thing ate, didn't it? He picked himself up again and approached the Cyclops, dodging punch after punch. When it tried to trample on him, he saw an opportunity. He ducked under the Cyclops' legs and thrust his ass with all his might, plunging the shaft of his spear into its guts.

The monster howled in pain, twirled, and retreated, and Anchors let out a shout of triumph. He left his spear in place, dodging another round of hammering, then ducked between the legs of the spear, drew it halfway, and thrust upwards in the other direction, this time sticking it farther. The beast stumbled, threw himself forward, and then flung his legs, nearly grabbing him.

It stood up on its hands and knees, then tried to stand up, but was unsuccessful. It fell to its knees, gasping for air. The Cyclops' howl grew weaker each time, and Andrex knew victory was in sight. Androclus ran over and tried to twist the spear again, but when he ran behind the spear, the cyclops kicked back like a mule, grabbed him by the torso, and knocked him down. He landed on his back, a little dizzy, but unharmed. He laughed; Its movement is noticeably weakened.

The cyclops rolled over and carefully drew his spear. Then there was a long stream of blood, and the monster screamed again, but faintly. It tried to get up again, but the blood didn't go down and came out of the wound like wine in the dragon's head. It stumbled, fell again, and lay on its side on the ground, panting and snorting.

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Okles picked up the spear, which was covered in blood and guts. The monster didn't try to stand up anymore, nor did it wave at him. With a sigh of relief, he realized that it was really over. He walked over and stood in front of his fallen suitors, and for a moment they looked at each other in almost silence. Finally, he shouted, "Who dares to rebel against Andr?!" Kicked it in the eye. It blinked, and he dodged its faint attempt to hit him. He shouted, "Androx, Giant Slayer!" Then he threw up his head and shouted in glee.

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To see that it is safe, fly over to check on the dying cyclops. Anchors told him to stay there and walked towards Gabby, hoping she was still there. He was amazed that the fight had taken him so far, but he found her sitting quietly, staring at nothing.

Wolf Scar flew back to meet them and asked, "Will it die?" Why don't you get rid of it?"

"Oh, it's going to die. Painfully, after hours of agony, its internal organs cracked open and filled with blood. That's good for me. "Despite ......"

He picked up his spear and kicked the cyclops in the eye again. As expected, it closed its eyelids, but when it opened it again, Andlos had the spear ready. He buried the tip of his spear in the soft eyes of the cyclops, arm-wide. When he pulled the tip of the gun out, the eye suddenly deflated, spurting out a stream of clear liquid, much like a punctured bladder. The monster didn't howl, but whimpered and twitched. Taking away its eyes is certainly not fatal, but now its long, slow death will be even more terrible, and its life will be reduced to nothing, locked in blindness.

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Okles spat at it again, remembering the people it had eaten alive. Let it suffer. "Androx, Giant Slayer, son of Palamonos of Dikaya." He said in a powerful voice.

Finally, satisfied, he sat down next to the girl and looked at her with her chin raised. Her eyes seemed completely dazed and distant, and she did not meet his. His victory did not restore her, and he did not anticipate it.

"Look at me, girl. Ga

bi。 Look at me," he said, sounding as calm as he could. She turned to look at him, but her eyes were blank and unfocused. He sighed and sat down, trying to figure out if he had seen anything like this before. After countless wars, he had seen many blank, empty stares, but never anyone who had not reacted at all. He had heard them in epic poems, but he never doubted that they were literal – it always seemed to be a poetic indulgence.

Wolf scars flew around in front of her several times; She reacts, but only to the brightness of the light. He tried to call her name, even landing on her shoulder, yelling into her ear until Andelo stopped him.

"It's useless, little one. Her spirit broke down. Maybe one day she'll wake up, maybe not. Even if she knew, she might never be the same again. All we can do is take her to a safe place as I promised. ”

The fairy looked at Androcs in despair, lingering a few feet in front of him. "Is she broken? Can someone cure her? Will she be able to get better on her own?"

"A child like her is weak. Some things hurt the body, some things hurt the spirit. It was all too much for her to bear, and part of her broke like a branch," he said.

The fairy was confused for a moment, then asked, "What do you mean?"

"If I bend your arm too much, it will break. Bones will break. Humans do the same in other ways. If I make a person too scared, his courage will crumble and he will become a coward. She was pushed too far and some parts of her body collapsed. He looked at Galby, who was sitting in the field in the dark of night, and looked smaller than in the pit. He sighed and said, "It's a pity, though. She's such a cute little thing. ”

The fairy flew over and looked at her ears, then into her eyes, and then at her breasts. He tried to listen to her other parts: head, shoulders, legs...... Finally he gave up and sat on her lap with a blank look on his face.

Androcles considered whether he dared to risk sleeping in the field, for he had rotted from the pit. Nikon would have done it, but Nikon was dead, and A

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Okles certainly didn't want to be eaten by wolves after killing the cyclops. No one will know about his victories and will not remember him. But he also didn't want to wander around in the dark with his children all night. He'd done that before. It's recent, actually.

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Can you fly up and see if you can find your way?"

The fairy looked at Andlos as if he had just woken up from his contemplation. "Why?"

"Because on the road, there were huts and huts for us to sleep in. You don't want her to be eaten by wolves, do you?"

The fairy flew into the air and looked around. "Are there any wolves?" He asked nervously.

"Possibly."

"Will the wolves eat us?" Even if she's broken, will they eat her?"

"If I allow it, they will. The wolf only cares if we are made of meat, and we are indeed made of meat. ”

"But she's my only friend!"

"Then go find your way." Androx said, pointing to the sky.

"I became a boy so I could be her hero, you know. Because she's a princess. The fairy said. He looked down at his crotch and said, "I don't know what this is for, though."

Andlocks felt like he was amused. "What did you do before?"

"I'm just a fairy. But now I'm a little fairy," he replied, as if it were obvious.

"I see. Where's the road?"

The fairy looked at him for a moment and thought for a moment. Then he resolutely said, "I'm going to find that way." I'm not even afraid of that owl. ”

"You're so brave. I will protect her for you until you return. ”

The fairy gave him a cold but firm nod and flew into the sky. He looked a bit like a bright and wandering star, not knowing where it should fall in the sky.

As he waited, Andrakles stared at the girl, wondering if the life she had once filled would suddenly come back as if nothing had happened. She just started to keep her head down; Her body may be tired. He wasn't sure how he felt about her; He wanted to help her recover, just as he did with the two boys, but it was impossible. It made him feel a little helpless, which was unusual for him.

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Came back sooner than expected. "I've found my way!" It'......" and he flew back into the sky and flew down again, "Over there!" He pointed to the west.

"Far away?" Andlos asked, standing up and picking the girl up.

"It's ...... Uh-huh......" The fairy scratched her chin and thought for a moment. "Probably so far," he said, his hands a few inches apart.

Well, that's useless. There is no doubt that if he had been here, his friend Athanasius would have been furious and would have started cursing. Andlocks argues that it's much easier to get straight into action than to explain how far a mile is. He made the girl sit on his shoulder with one hand on her lower back to prevent her from falling. Oddly enough, she didn't limp; She will sit or stand as instructed. She just didn't react.

He picked up his spear and headed west. The fairy sits on Gabi's head, emitting enough light to keep him from tripping and falling. As it turned out, they were indeed very close to the main road, not even half a mile.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for them to find a cozy-looking cabin. There was nothing in it, not even a blanket, but fairly fresh hay on the bottom. Since the roof was only a few feet high, he had to climb in, but that would keep the air circulating, helping them stay warm. He made the girl lie down next to him and put his arm around her, partly to keep both of them warm, and partly to wake him up when she tried to escape. The fairy landed on her chest, crawled on her hands and knees and kissed her chin, then curled up on her chest and fell asleep.

After a while, the fairy's light dimmed noticeably, and Anchors guessed that this meant that he was asleep. However, Antarx was so preoccupied that he had trouble sleeping. Despite being exhausted, he was still too nervous from the fight and everything that had happened before him to relax himself and fall asleep.

"Della," he whispered angrily, "may the gods curse you more than mine." It's your fault. ”

The last question kept haunting his mind, and he drifted off to sleep. If the gods were really involved, did they send a cyclops, a girl, or a spear?

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