Chapter 53 Devil's Sea

The next day, Locke was lying on ** pretending to be ill. After lying down for most of the day, he was sore and painful all over. He got up and moved his hands and feet. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and Locke hurried into the quilt.

"Who is it?"

"Brother Locke, it's me. I'm Sprite. Can I come in?" It turned out to be that little girl.

"Come in! Ouch, ouch..." Lock pretended to be uncomfortable and moaned.

Sprite pushed the door and came in, holding a big bowl in his hand.

"Brother Locke, are you feeling better? I made a bowl of soup for you. Drink it quickly and it will be fine soon. Come on, I'll help you up."

The warm and soft jade-like body leaned over. Locke's chest was attached to two towering peaks, and they looked stronger against the tight coat. Locke's body trembled, and a stream of heat surged up, and then his whole body became hot as if he were on fire. He shook his head hard, barely stabilized his mind, and sat up.

"Come on, let me feed you!" With that, the little girl picked up the spoon, scooped up the black ** in the bowl, and sent it to Locke's lips. A strong smell penetrates the nostrils.

"What is this?" Locke frowned.

"Well, herbs are specially used to cure wind and cold. It took me a morning to find it, and then it took me another noon to boil it. Drink it, drink it, sweat, and you will get better. Locke was moved by the sincerity of the little girl's face, and he couldn't bear to hurt the little girl's heart anymore.

"Okay, let me do it myself." Locke hurriedly took the bowl. He saw that the spoon was too small. How long would it take to drink? Just pour it directly into his throat, just like drinking wine. Locke opened his mouth and closed his eyes. The black ** poured into his throat, and the bitter and astringent taste paralyzed his taste buds. His stomach immediately rolled, and he almost vomited out. That taste is particularly bitter. Locke's face immediately turned into a bitter gourd, thinking: If I had known to drink this kind of thing, I wouldn't have pretended to be sick.

"Look, who is that? It seems that your brother is here." Locke told a lie. Taking advantage of the moment when the little girl turned her head, he used the "migration method" to move the bowl of black ** out of the window and became fertilizer for flowers and plants.

When the little girl turned her head, the bowl was empty.

"Thank you. I've finished the medicine. I'll get better soon. You don't have to work hard to make this for me." Locke was really scared. That thing made him feel bad.

"Then you should lie down and sweat. Don't move. I'll make some egg noodles for you." With that, the little girl lifted **'s quilt again and covered Locke's body.

It's miserable, you have to suffocate me! Locke cried bitterly in his heart.

Seeing Locke lying in the quilt, the little girl went out happily. After hearing the sound of closing the door, Locke lifted the quilt with a "hoo" sound, stepped into the bathroom three steps and two steps, and then vomited.

Locke rinsed his mouth and washed his face again. As soon as he looked up, he saw the bitter melon face in the mirror. It's not a way to pretend like this. We have to find ways to avoid the two brothers and sisters and go back to Atlantis. Locke paed into the living room and meditated.

He is calculating here. There is a "bang" sound of smashing the door. Yes, it's the sound of smashing the door. I guess the boy Xuelie is coming. Locke lifted the quilt again and quickly lay down to **.

Who? Come in!" Locke pretended to be weak and said.

The snow broke in happily. As soon as he entered the door, he shouted excitedly, "The Queen ordered us to send troops inland three days later and march into Ogo!"

What a mess! Locke thought to himself: Isn't his plan disrupted in this way? He was thinking about how to deal with the situation in front of him, and Xue Lie said again, "The Queen said that this purple reincarnation force is under your sole command, and everything must obey your orders. I heard that Ogo is located in Middle-earth and has a long way to go, but your injury? With that, his face faded again.

"My injury?" Locke's eyes lit up and immediately grinned, "Oh, yes, yes, my injury hasn't healed yet. Oh, look, it hurts so much as soon as I turn over. It must be a recurrence of the old injury."

"What should you do if your injury is so serious? Why don't I ask the Queen to postpone the dispatch of troops?"

"No, no." Locke waved his hand in a hurry.

"What should I do? Looking at your body, I didn't wait for the place. Isn't it fragmented? Forget it, I'd rather be scolded. It doesn't matter if I'm dismissed. I don't want your injury to get worse.

"I have a way that will neither affect my injury nor delay the dispatch of troops." Locke smiled. The smile was so treacherous, but a naive big boy like Xue Lie couldn't see it.

"Tight talk about it!" The black eyes sparkled again.

"Weal my commander's uniform, and you will be the commander."

"How does this work? If you disobey the order, you will be beheaded. I don't have so many heads.

"Don't you want the queen to look at you with new eyes? Now is the best opportunity for you not to catch it. What a coward!" Locke deliberately stimulated him.

"Who said I'm timid? I'm not afraid of death. Tell me more about it!"

"You are the commander, wearing armor and a mask. Who knows what the commander looks like? You go first and pick you up when I recover from my injury. Maybe you will take down all the Ogo and Goo's at that time. At that time, you will be the great hero in the eyes of the queen. Locke kept insinuing him.

"Is that okay?" Xue Lie was skeptical, but he was still worried.

"It's right, heaven knows it, you know it and I know it."

"Then give it a try?"

"Of course you have to try. How do you know if you don't try?"

"Good!" Xue Lie was excited again, rubbing his hands and eager to try.

After sending the troublemaker away, Locke breathed a long sigh of relief.

In the past three days, Locke still lie on ** pretending to be sick. In order to pretend to be more like a patient, he also put a wet towel on his forehead and pretended to have a high fever. It's just that I didn't see the girl Sprite, and I don't know what she's doing. Maybe she's helping his brother prepare for some things before the expedition. It's better not to come. Locke is secretly grateful that he is really afraid of drinking that kind of black thing called "herb".

Three days later, Xue Lie, who pretended to be the commander, led a 100,000 army and was about to break into Locke's room. The little girl insisted on staying to take care of Locke. Locke rubbed his mouth and said that he didn't know how many baskets there were, and finally pushed the girl to her brother. How can Locke rest assured? Xuelie has always acted recklessly. No one is around to guide him. Something big will happen. Sprite is a clever girl. With her following him, he can be half-hearted. Locke decided to go back to Atlantis immediately and chase Xue Lie after he found out the situation. He was very clear about his injury and had fully recovered.

That night, under the cover of night, Locke left Yukatan and flew to the other side of the ocean.

He is like a huge eagle falcon, inviting to fly in the sea of clouds. The ocean is so vast that even if you look down from the air, you still can't see the edge. Locke thought about Xue Lie and unconsciously accelerated his speed.

On the eve of dawn, a thick fog surged on the sea. Locke faintly saw a triangular area, which should be an island. Seeing that it was not far from Apollo's post, he lowered his height.

Continuing to move forward, getting closer and closer to the island, Locke felt something wrong, as if there was a force approaching him, creating a sense of oppression. Locke was a little flustered. Thinking of the last time he fought against the Prince of the Sea, he almost died in his stomach, and he still has a lingering heart.

Locke raised his breath and accelerated his speed. He wanted to leave the sea as soon as possible. Suddenly, the strong wind suddenly rose, the sky was dark, and the huge waves of dozens of meters surged up, blocking the way like a wall. At the same time, a strong force hit him, as if a magic claw grabbed him and pulled him down fiercely. No matter how hard he struggled, he fell into the ocean like a broken kite.

Is it that Hades found me and released the North Sea demon? Locke was thinking nonsense. Alas, I think this ocean is really my nemesis. It seems that it must be difficult to escape bad luck today. Locke complained secretly.

After falling into the water, he found himself in a huge black whirlpool. There was a deep hole in the distance of the whirlpool, and he and the surrounding sea were being sucked through by the hole. He struggled to escape from the suction, but his body was so soft and painful that he could not exert any force at all.

Why don't you go down the stream and see what kind of monster is doing? Thinking of this, Locke stopped fighting, and he let his body slide in the direction of the current. The sea hits the skin. Although it feels unusually cold, it is not very painful.

The darker the area around, the closer it is to the mouth of the cave, the colder it is.

What the hell is this? Isn't it the legendary polar abyss? The strange cold that invaded the bone marrow made Locke tremble all over. No, you have to freeze to death if it goes on like this. Locke closed his eyes and tried to run the magic. Gradually, he felt the heat.

Ha, the magic has not completely disappeared! Locke was secretly happy, and he continued to run the magic. Soon, he was shrouded in a halo and entered the hole.

I don't know how long it took, without the impact of the water, I can't feel the cold, and I seem to have stepped on some entity under my feet. Locke opened his eyes, and to his surprise, he saw a piece of land in front of him, and the sea surging above his head. Locke was completely thundered.

"Who is it? What a bold! How can you break through the boundary?" A broken shout was like a Thunderbolt in the clear sky, which made Locke's scalp numb.

Rock was really surprised that there would be people in such a place in the depths of the ocean. He looked around and saw no one.

"Bad boy, you stepped on my head!" Another shout.

"Ah?" Locke exclaimed and jumped with fear. He fell down. It's over, this time it's a failure! Shouldn't it fall into Poseidon's nest? Locke's heartbeat suddenly intensified.

Oh, shouldn't you meet your ancestors? Locke looked at the source of the sound and was immediately shocked. What did you say he saw? A strange man with red hair and red eyes. Unlike our handsome man, the strange man is extremely ugly, with messy red hair curled, and even the uneven beard is red. Looking at his body again, Locke looked surprised again, and his strange legs were long and short.

"Who are you?" Locke retreated in horror.

"Are you asking me?" The strange man pointed to his nose and said angrily.

Locke looked around and didn't even have a ghost except himself and the weirdo. He said angrily, "The two of us are gasping here. I won't ask who you?"

"Oh, that's right." The strange man made a sudden enlightenment, moved his nose a few times, and then turned the pair of red eyes, "Well, I'm in a good mood today, so I might as well tell you that I am the famous Heus." With that, he also patted his chest.

"Hwystous! Are you Hevast?" Locke heard from Mr. Pierro that Heweistos was the son of Zeus.

While Locke was shocked, he subconsciously made an action, "pop", opened his wings, and a swallow crossed the clouds and rushed straight up. As soon as the top of his head touched the sea, he fell down with a "bang" and made him dizzy.

"Hahaha..." Heustos laughed, "It's easy to get in, but it's hard to get out!" He put his arms in front of his chest and slanted at Locke. His expression was like watching a monkey juggling. "Kid, I thought the world had forgotten me long ago. It's rare that you still remember me. I'm particularly kind and won't kill you. But you have to chat with me."

"What, chatting with you?" Locke simply can't laugh or cry, "I don't have time to spend talking nonsense with you here. I have a lot of things to do. If I waste a little more time, my friends will be more dangerous."

You must leave here as soon as possible. You can't get out. There may be a way to go left and right. Because he has a lot of worries in his heart now, he doesn't want to sit back and wait to death.

Soon, Locke came back dejectedly. Because this is a closed land surrounded by seawater, the surging seawater is like an iron wall and can't get out at all.

"How's it going? Did you believe it this time?" Hevast's proud appearance made Locke extremely angry.

"Why are you trapping me here? Why don't you just kill me?" Locke roared loudly.

"Hey, boy, you can't wrong people. You just threw yourself into the trap." The ugly face squeezed out a bad smile.

"You..." Locke was so angry that he couldn't speak and thought to himself: What's the matter? Why did you encounter all the unlucky things?

He simply closed his eyes and sat down. In fact, he is running magic. On the one hand, he is healing himself, and on the other hand, he is also secretly on guard. He is worried that Hevast will launch a sudden attack on himself.

A halo enveloped Locke in the middle, and gradually, his body left the ground and floated in mid-air.

Hwystals stared at Locke with interest and nodded from time to time.

For a long time, the halo disappeared, and Locke landed leisurely.

"Ky, it's not easy! There must be many stories on you. Tell me. Maybe I will tell you how to get out as soon as I'm happy.

"Fal! If you can go out, why don't you go out? Would you like to stay on the bottom of this dark sea? Locke is not a fool.

"I've been thinking about going out all the time, but look, can I go out?" Hewistos seemed to be very excited. His hands with ten fingers danced wildly and kept punching and banging.

Rock was surprised by Hevistos' behavior. As soon as he took two steps forward, he heard a "bang" sound. He hit an invisible wall and his nose was almost flattened. A hot current gushed out. He wiped it with his hand and found that it was a nosebleed, followed by a strange cold deep into the bone marrow. It rushed in from the forehead and covered his whole body from top to bottom for a moment. At that moment, he felt as if he had been frozen by ice.

"This is my nemesis - ten thousand years of Xuanbing, which Zeus specially used to seal me."

Rock understood that Hevastus was sealed in the black ice by his own son and made into ice bricks.

"Alas!" Hexistus sighed, dragged his legs, and limped a few steps. "Because I was ugly and lame, and I answered some prophecy, I was disgusted by Zeus and had been sealed all the time, resulting in physical deformity and even more ugly. Do you...do you also dislike me? Do you look down on me?"

"No, no, no, no, I can feel your mood." Locke's nose was sore, and he felt sorry for Hevast.

"I, Hewystals, have been in this polar abys for more than 20,000 years. No one has ever been here, and no one has said a word with me. You don't know how lonely I am." With that, Heweistos burst into tears.

Locke's heart is also sad. Since he lost his father and mother and embarked on this road of revenge, loneliness has been devouring his heart all the time. He knows what it feels like. Twenty thousand years, what a long time! If it had been me, I might have collapsed long ago.

"Then I'll talk to you!" After ten thousand years of Xuanbing, Locke sat opposite Heweistos.

He told Hewistos about his life and his father and mother until he embarked on the road of revenge. He also added vinegar to say how cruel Zeus and Hades were and how pitiful he and his people were. Hearing this, Heweistos was suddenly indignant and burst into tears.

Locke grasped Heveistos's weakness: he was discriminated against since he was a child, had never been loved by his parents, and was accompanied by loneliness all his life, and it was his son Zeus who brought him.

I can't imagine that there are more unfortunate people in the world than me! Sure enough, after hearing this, Hevast immediately sympathized with Locke. In fact, Heweistos was originally a god of goodness.