In order to become a heroic spirit, I had to make trouble in history Chapter 667: Hectors miscalculation continued his wish for tens of thousands of years
Chapter 667: Hectors miscalculation continued his wish for tens of thousands of years
"Don't worry, you are in my hands. Since your son is willing to give you the opportunity and position to become a god, he will definitely not think of involving you with such a large-scale attack." Hector
Ear said in a relaxed tone, "Servants like you and Euryale are the best shields in a sense."
"Me? And Eurielle?" Doris felt a little confused. What was this person talking about?
"Okay, I don't know what the master is thinking, but it must not be anything too extreme." Hector opened his eyes and told lies.
Wow——
Boom boom boom————!!!
"Hector!" Ocean's furious voice resounded across the sea, and the entire sea rioted.
Boom boom——
"Ouch!" Although Hector expected that Oceanus would catch up soon, he did not expect that the speed of pursuit would be so fast, and that it would cause such a huge wave as soon as it came up.
"What are you thinking, you bastard!!!"
boom--
Bang!!!
Huge waves collided with each other. Hector gritted his teeth and turned around. He grabbed the handle of Durandal's gun and placed it on Doris' neck.
Ocean and Julang instantly stiffened at the same time.
"Speak carefully, senior, I am doing this for the Master's mission." Hector had clearly pointed the tip of the spear at Doris's neck, but he still had a look of helplessness on his face.
And with a casual expression, "And it's really difficult for Eurielle to take action. After all, that Blackbeard guy has been yelling for so long, so Drake and his gang will definitely be extremely vigilant."
"...I don't care what bullshit reasons you have, let my mother go!" Ocean gritted his teeth, and the veins on the top of his head completely popped up, making the strong Ocean look extremely ferocious.
But he didn't dare to move.
"Please, senior, wouldn't it be better to bring the divine servant Doris to your juniors?" Hector sighed, "In this case, we can complete the task earlier, right?"
"Although I am just an incompetent Master, I still have to complete the mission well, right?"
Ocean looked at Hector, his whole body was shaking.
"You he*--"
"Okay, Ocean, calm down." At this time, Doris, who was taken as a hostage, spoke with a smile.
"Mom?" Ocean looked at Doris, with tears in his eyes involuntarily, "Don't move, I will save you. It's okay, I will definitely save you!"
"Okay, kid." Doris grabbed the tip of Durandal's gun, still with a smile on her face, "I'll be fine."
"I advise you to be quiet, Doris." Hector felt helpless, "At least you have to be conscious of the hostage. Uncle, I just want to complete my mission quickly.
, please help me."
"You are so pure. Do you only think about completing the task?" Doris couldn't help but laugh.
"Otherwise, you can only rest after completing the task. Uncle, I also want to rest early." Hector said with a smile, "Then are you willing to cooperate with me?"
"Although I can understand you, the reunion with my son is indeed more important." Doris said.
"Huh? What?" Hector thought he heard wrongly.
Doris' fingers were wrapped in a stream of water, and she gently pressed the tip of Durandal's gun, pushing Durandal out.
"Wha, what?" Hector tried to press back in disbelief, but——
He can't do it! Doris's power is much greater than he imagined!
"Your name is Hector. It's rude to call yourself uncle in front of me. Don't forget this next time you see me." Doris turned around and looked at Hector with a smile.
I think you must have made two mistakes, which is why you thought of giving up your original plan to capture Eurielle and arresting me instead."
Hector stared blankly at Doris, who had broken free from his restraints and bound herself with the sea currents instead, speechless.
"First, what Ocean entrusted to me is not a simple divine core, but the belief in protecting my homeland and my family. It is not as simple as filial piety."
"Second, I am not a 'weak god's follower' as you call it. In fact, I am not a follower."
"I just woke up from a deep sleep. I don't know the description of me from the outside world, but I can probably guess that there will be very few records about me." Doris sat on the water and waved at Europe.
He waved and said, "I don't know much about things like Servants, but it should be based on the strength and popularity during life."
"So, you regard me as a relatively weak servant of the gods like Euryale, right? After all, it is impossible for gods to be summoned as servants now, unless it is a downgrade summon." Doris smiled and shook her head.
Shaking his head, "This must be the only thing you miscalculated."
Hector smiled bitterly and nodded: "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it..."
"So, goodbye."
With Hector as the center, a small, tornado-like thing appeared and swept Hector inside.
Hector did not struggle, but felt a little relieved: "Well, just think of this as a break."
Then, in the smashing of the waterspout, it turned into a ray of golden light.
Ocean followed the waves and slowly landed next to Doris.
Doris looked at the young man tenderly: "What's wrong? I want to see my mother this time."
"Mom..." Ocean knelt on the waves in front of Doris, tears streaming from his eyes, and he stared at Doris blankly.
Doris was also crying.
She gently hugged Ocean's big head and slowly stroked the back of Ocean's somewhat prickly head: "Son... Mom misses you so much."
"Mom, I'm sorry, I couldn't come back that time... I'm sorry..."
Ou Shen choked as he spoke, his tears falling into the sea water and blending into the sea.
Doris is a living god, a god who has lived for thousands of years until now.
Ocean couldn't imagine how strong Doris was to persist in guarding the island for tens of thousands of years, but he knew the heaviness and loneliness.
Such shackles were placed on Doris by Ocean himself.
"It doesn't matter, I heard from your cousin Hermes, I heard..." Doris closed her eyes and patted Ocean's head, "It's all over, this time mom
It's okay here, it's okay..."
"For tens of thousands of years, I have been imagining that I can touch your head again, just like... I touched your prickly head like you did when you were a child."