Give Me the Name of God

Let everyone hide with Milo, this is Manda's plan.

When creating the invisible shield, the "Poet" deliberately left some flaws, allowing part of the golden light to shine on Milo.

Let Milo be beaten properly, this is also Manda's plan.

But there was one thing that was beyond Manda's plan. Milo drank too much tonight. Although he felt pain, he couldn't wake up for a long time. When he woke up, everyone was forced into a desperate situation.

The count smelled a strong smell of alcohol on his body and guessed his identity.

"Are you a believer in Dionysus?"

Milo lowered his eyes and said nothing. He was really hurt by the beating and was extremely annoyed.

He had been lying in the corner just now, and the Earl could not sense his presence. Based on this alone, the Earl could already feel the difference in personality. He raised his right hand to signal "Spider" Peddle and Water Demon Waters. Attacking together, the three of them joined forces to kill Milo in the shortest possible time.

Peddle sprayed out spider silk to restrict Milo's movements. Waters prepared water bombs and could launch a dense attack on Milo at any time. The earl's eyes flashed with golden light. They were about to take action, but found that Milo disappeared.

The Earl's hundred eyes searched every corner of the hall, but still could not see Milo's figure. He could not detect spider silk, nor could he detect the accumulated water on the ground, nor could he detect Nadia's snake letter. Except for the pungent smell of alcohol filling the room, they could feel nothing. The four of them looked at each other, feeling that a disaster was imminent.

Guatel took the opportunity to drag the "poet" behind the silver shield, which made the count think of a way to deal with Milo. He once again aimed his eyes at the reflection behind the silver shield, and a golden light shot out, focusing on the Austrian who was holding the silver shield. Ge, Ogg screamed in pain, still holding on to the silver shield with both hands.

He wanted to force Milo to show up by hurting other people, but he miscalculated. Milo didn't care about the life or death of other people. He didn't stop the count. Amid the strong smell of alcohol, he suddenly stretched out a scimitar. Cut off Peddle's head

Peddle's body fell to the ground, and the scarlet blood stained the water on the ground. Waters collapsed on the ground under the oppression of fear. The Earl realized one thing:

It was probably not Manda who killed a group of God's Punishers before, but this drunkard.

He must escape immediately, he is no match for this drunkard.

He burned the spider silk behind him with golden light and rushed straight to the door of the tavern. Milo suddenly appeared in front of the count and said with a smile: "You have the smell of Tartarus, you have been favored by God, but Why is your talent so poor and you are still only at level three?"

The earl did not hesitate at all, and the eyes on his forehead immediately gathered golden light. But before the golden light could be emitted, Milo reached out and plucked the eyes off the earl's forehead.

Milo's blood-red eyes were thrown to the ground. The Earl endured the severe pain and rushed to the door, but his body lost control in the numbness.

He was drunk, as if he had just drank a barrel of wine.

After a moment of dizziness, the earl's body began to shake. His mouth was filled with the bitter taste of strong alcohol, his throat hurt like fire, his stomach was churning, and his head seemed to be about to split. He held on to a table and couldn't help vomiting. I heard Milo say in my ear: "I don't dislike you, let's have a drink."

…

In Typhon's temple, Manda and Quinta held a sacrifice for Leonder to obtain the name of the god. This time the artifact was real. They soon heard Typhon's call, but the process of the sacrifice was more complicated than they imagined. Be long.

For Leander, this is a sacrifice that will reshape him. After completing this sacrifice, he will become a demigod and gain eternal life.

During the sacrifice, Pluto and Eudora sneaked into the count's room. They wanted to find some artifacts to prepare for the upcoming battle.

But all the count's artifacts were hidden in an iron box. There was a huge iron lock on the iron box. They tried hard but could not find a way to open the iron lock.

Until the sacrifice ended, the tired Manda and Quinta came to the count's room. Seeing that they had found nothing, Manda opened the iron lock on the iron box in anger.

"Did you see it? This is the claw of the Chimera." Pluto sneered. He knew that the claw of the Chimera was not so powerful. He was mocking Manda, "There is not a single word of truth in this guy's mouth. He His skills and his rank are all fake!"

"Stop talking nonsense, you two useless guys, come and see what can be used."

There were many divine objects in the huge iron box, some in the shape of a crown, and some in the shape of a scepter. Apart from their shapes, the three people knew nothing about these divine objects, neither their functions nor their usage.

Soon they found Ares' Iron Man, and Pluto said: "You bought this, you should know how to use it."

"What can I say..." Manda really didn't know how to use this iron man. Kunta said aside, "I know it requires some spells, it's a bit complicated."

He chanted the spell for a long time, cut his palms, poured blood on the iron men's heads, and then saw the iron men slowly growing up.

When they reached Kunta's knees, the iron men stopped growing and slowly picked up their weapons, getting ready for battle.

"That's it?" Seeing those few little iron men walking forward with difficulty step by step, everyone couldn't hide their disdain.

Kunta smiled awkwardly and remained silent. Eudora took out Hera's puppet again.

"I know this puppet. It's very powerful and can make people lose their minds."

Manda nodded and said, "How to use it?"

Eudora blinked in confusion, Manda grabbed her hair and said: "Do something meaningful, the count will be back soon!"

Eudora found three more snail shells from the box, each about the size of a fist, bronze-colored, with a little patina on them.

"What is this?" Manda's eyes lit up.

Pluto said: "A poor man's treasure chest."

Manda took the snail and touched it: "Is this a box?"

Kunta shook his head and said: "This is not a box. A treasure box is a common name among the people. Its real name is a copper-shell snail. This thing has a magical function. If you put a snail in it, it will become a snail the next day. Put a hundred snails into one copper coin, and there will be one hundred copper coins the next day. Rich people despise these small coins, but to the poor, they are a treasure. A farmer can only earn a few dozen a year. A silver coin, if he can catch thousands of snails, it will be equivalent to doubling his income..."

Manda couldn't hear Kunta's subsequent description very clearly. From the moment she heard about the copper-shelled snail, Manda was in a daze.

The sacrifices for the third level are gathered...

"Why are you still holding that thing? Is it of any use?" Pluto pushed Manda, and Manda came back to her senses.

"Isn't this a treasure chest," Manda said with a smile, "If you can conjure copper coins, of course it will be useful."

Pluto sneered: "The boss of the tavern still cares about so many coppers? Didn't you say you wanted to do something meaningful?"

"This matter is very meaningful. There will be no tavern in the future, and we have to find a way to make a living by eating. Why not catch snails together..."

Before he finished speaking, a young man pushed open the door and entered the Earl's room. He was one of the Earl's favorite young men and was about to be promoted to the second level next month.

Manda and the young man looked at each other for a moment, and then asked first: "Who are you, and how dare you break into the count's room without permission?"

No matter in any era, the best way to take the initiative is to complain first.

It's a pity that this young man doesn't accept this trick: "I come to the count every day to ask for advice on how to practice. I remember that you seem to be the owner of the tavern. You cannot return to the valley without the count's order!"

After the shock failed, Manda looked at Eudora.

Eudora shrugged and said, "You said you wanted to do something meaningful, and now he has come to your door."