Give Me the Name of God

　　 The middle-aged man raised a half of a scimitar and stabbed Manda in the face. Manda was thinking about how to stop the opponent, but he didn’t expect that the opponent’s knife suddenly stopped in the air.

　　 What a good means of extorting a confession, it made Manda give up all his illusions in an instant. Manda was about to say everything he knew, but found that the other party did not intentionally stop, but that his hand could not move at all.

　　 A silk thread falling from the sky wrapped around the middle-aged man’s wrist. Looking along the silk thread to the source, Manda saw the bookworm Worm flying on the tree.

　　 As soon as the middle-aged man gritted his teeth, he tried to pull Worm down from the sky with both hands. Worm furiously flapped his wings and staggered the middle-aged man.

　　 The middle-aged man was surprised. He didn’t expect that Worm’s strength was greater than him. If his feet were off the ground, he would lose the opportunity to resist, leaving Worm at his mercy.

　　 The middle-aged man changed the machete to his left hand and cut a few times at the silk thread. The thread did not break, and it was far tougher than he thought.

　　 Seeing that one foot had left the ground, the middle-aged man hurriedly used a spell to entangle his foot with a tree vine, and let the other tree vine attack Worm.

Worm flashed away and avoided the vines. The middle-aged man shouted: “New branches!” Suddenly soft branches sprang up from the bare dead trees. Worm was caught off guard and was caught in his wings by the branches. At the same time , A vine pulled Worm from the air.

　　 Worm fell heavily to the ground, the left wing was torn off, and the right wing broke a few holes. He struggled to stand up, and was kicked to the ground again by the middle-aged man.

　　 After landing, Worm was obviously much clumsy than the middle-aged man. He was beaten with two punches by the middle-aged man and slashed, lying on the ground, no longer able to fight back.

　　 The middle-aged man raised his machete and was about to chop off Worm’s head. He suddenly heard a roar in his ear, and the three-headed dog sprang out of the grass, leaping up and rushing him.

The middle-aged man caught the three-headed dog’s neck with his right hand, and his left hand was groping for the scimitar, and the hard steel on the front of the three-headed dog, his strength did not fall to the wind. During the scuffle, Worm wrapped silk thread around the middle-aged man’s right hand. , The middle-aged man shouted: “Vine!” The tree vine had just rushed to the three-headed dog, the dog in the middle opened a huge mouth, bite and tugged, and tore off the middle-aged man’s head.

　　 The battle was over, and it ended so suddenly that Manda didn’t even have time to applaud.

　　 The three-headed dog turned back into a human form, picked up the middle-aged man’s head from the ground, wrapped it in linen cloth and tied it around his waist.

　　 There are two other human heads hanging on his waist, one is fat and the other is tall and thin.

　　 “Good job,” the three-headed dog looked at Manda with a smile, “work is over tonight, let the Sphinx find someone else to replace us.”

　　…

　　 In the castle hall, the lion girl looked at the three human heads on the ground and asked the three-headed dog what happened.

Leonde smiled and said: “One second-tier, two first-tiers, the second-tier is a follower of the plant **** Adonis, and the other two are followers of the strong **** Kratos. I just cleaned up the mess for them. The credit goes to these two little guys!”

　　 Quinta flushed red: “I, I have no credit, I almost died, it was Manda who saved me.”

　　 “Don’t give in,” the Lioness frowned, “Tell me the whole story first!”

　　 Manda told the story from his perspective. I heard that they had seen the Crowdsey’s clan emblem. The Lioness said: “Your father has such a powerful family? He wants to execute them?”

　　 Manda sighed, “Are you kidding? Of course this is not the house of Baron Crowdersey.”

　　 “Do you want to excuse your father?” The Lioness deliberately made things difficult for Manda.

　　 “Why should I excuse him? Although he is not the mastermind in this matter, he is also an accomplice.”

“Manda is right. These two people cannot belong to the Claudesai family,” Quinta defended Manda. “Second-order believers can easily become the chief guard of the viscount, or even the guard of the marquis, a baron of a district. Not enough to send them.”

　　 The Lion Girl tilted her head and asked, “Then where do they come from?”

　　 Manda said: “They were sent by the enemy to explore the way. They asked the whereabouts of the earl as soon as they spoke, proving that they knew that the earl was seriously injured.”

　　 Sphinx frowned: “Who leaked the news? Call everyone into the hall!”

　　 Leonde shook his head and said: “Don’t be so impulsive, it will cause panic. From the incident to the present, I have been responsible for the sentry. I can guarantee that no one has ever walked out of the valley.”

　　 “Your guarantee is worth a few dollars,” Sphinx sneered, “Who can guarantee your loyalty?”

　　 “Whatever you think, whatever you do, when I haven’t said anything!” Leonde turned his head and said no more.

The Sphinx stared at the heads on the ground, and felt a little unbelievable. Even if there was an inner ghost in the valley, immediately after the incident in the temple, he immediately told the news to Baron Claudesai, where can the baron find these three ruthless Role? As far as she knows, apart from the Valley of Resentment Haze, no second-tier ancient **** believers can be found in the entire Tieshan Town.

　　 Even if he has been planning for a long time and has been hiding these three believers at home, he shouldn’t let them die so hastily. There is not even a soldier around, do you really want to conquer the entire valley with these three people?

　　Claudesay didn’t have the guts and was not so stupid, but who could it be if it wasn’t him? The status of this person must be higher than that of Crowdsey, otherwise Crowdsey will not be able to obey.

　　The Viscount Solrance of Iron Mountain?

Sorrens’s castle is too far away, and once and again for more than a day, the lion woman can’t get the answer after thinking hard, turning her face to look at Manda and Quinta, and asking: “Money, fetish, merit, do you think What reward do you want?”

　　 Both Manda and Quinta chose money, and the Lion Girl gave them a gold coin.

　　 Manda should have left, but couldn’t help but ask a question: “Is our valley special? What kind of enemy will covet this valley?”

　　 Sphinx looked at Quinta: “Have you not told him?”

“I don’t know how to explain it to him,” Quinta raised her eyebrows, thinking for a moment, and said to Manda. “Many people want the name of God, but most people don’t know their own destiny, even if they know it. It’s difficult to find a way to enter and upgrade, but here is different. This is part of the abyss of hell. This is the territory of Typhon’s father Tartarus. Here you can give up your natal god, as long as you follow Typhon’s instructions. , There is a chance to get the name of God, that is to say, there is a shortcut here.”

　　 Manda understood what Quinta meant, and it was easier for him to fall than to choose the right way. UU reading www.uukanshu. com he asked again: “Will the Marquis of Nars covet this valley?”

　　 “Do you know what you are talking about?” The Lion Girl snorted.

　　 “Don’t he want a shortcut to immortality?”

　　 “Even if he wants to, he won’t do that kind of stupid thing!”

　　 “How is the relationship between the earl and the Marquis of Nars?” Manda asked next.

　　 The Lion Girl raised her eyebrows. Before she could answer, Quinta said, “They are friends, very good friends.”

　　 “It is indeed a friend, but it is not so good,” said the Lion Woman, “otherwise he would not ask us for a hundred gold coins.”

“If someone knew from the beginning that there would be something wrong with the sacrifice and the earl would be injured, they had been lying in ambush near the valley, and when they heard the sound of the temple collapse, they sent people to the valley to explore the valley overnight. So, is it right? Does it make sense?”

　　 “How is this possible,” Sphinx frowned, “Even high-ranking followers of Prometheus, it is impossible to make such a precise prediction!”

　　 “What if this is not a prophecy, but a planned conspiracy?” Manda asked tentatively, “Do you know why Typhon was angry?”

　　 “How can I guess the mind of the gods?” The Lioness was a little impatient.

　　 Manda said: “If, I mean, if the Marquis of Nars sold us a fake golden apple, would the gods be angry?”

　　 The voice fell to the ground, and the hall was silent.

Manda continued: “If this were the case, the Marquis of Nars knew that there would be an accident in the sacrifice, the earl would be injured, he could ambush people near the valley, he could mobilize the Claudesai family, and even mobilize one. The army, maybe that army is just about to move outside the valley.”