Give Me the Name of God

Zhuolmu's skills are very layered. The first-level skill is dreaming, which allows people to fall asleep quickly and enter dreamland.

The second-level skill is called Dream Invasion. He can invade other people's dreams and observe or torture the sleeping person as a waking person. The will of the sleeping person is very relaxed, unless he has a higher status, or He has received special training, otherwise he will tell the truth without reservation.

The third-level skill is called Dream Eclipse. Manda has already learned this skill. He can pull others into his dreamland, and then do incredible things according to his own imagination.

These three skills have a common feature. They can all be activated silently. This is the most terrifying thing for Dream God believers. Although Manda is right in front of Zhuolmu, they can only see Zhuolmu slowly Closed his eyes. He didn't know when Zhuolmu activated his skills, what skills he activated, and when he would change skills.

If under such circumstances, Zhuolmu puts everyone into sleep, and then lets Lao Yaman take a few bites, I'm afraid Manda will lose a lot of subordinates.

This is the reason why Manda keeps everyone away. He is familiar enough with the danger pendant. As long as he senses the slightest danger, he will immediately cut Zhuolmu's neck, and he is fast enough to dodge Old Yaman. fatal attack.

Prompted by the dream-entering technique, Lao Yaman fell into sleep, and Zhuolmu immediately invaded his dream.

In the dream, Lao Yaman was sitting on a spacious bed, surrounded by beautiful women, enjoying delicious food and wine.

Seeing Zhuolmu approaching, Old Yaman greeted enthusiastically: "Come on, have a drink with me."

Zhuolmu said with a dull expression: "When we get out of here alive, we can have a good drink."

In the dream, Lao Yaman forgot about his current situation. Zhuolmu's words reminded him of something. The beautiful women around him gradually turned into mud, and the wine glass in his hand was filled with mud.

Old Yaman's face began to turn pale and his breathing became rapid. Zhuolmu put his palms down and made a downward gesture to remind Old Yaman to calm down.

"Don't wake up. I only have this little mana left. We still have important things to do. Tell me first, how can I get rid of your snake venom?"

Old Yaman looked dull and said: "Use my powder and my blood."

"Did you tell Manda this method?"

Old Yaman shook his head and said, "I only gave him the powder. I will give him the blood only when he is willing to let me go."

"Very good, very good," Zhuolmu put his face in front of old Yaman and said with a ferocious expression, "I will use my last mana to make Manda sleep. You have to risk your life to bite him, and you can't let him immediately Even if he dies, he won't be able to survive. This is our only chance to escape, do you understand?"

Old Yaman nodded.

"Okay, I'll let you wake up now, and then we'll do it together. You only have one chance to take action, so you have to move quickly. I'll count to three, one...ah!"

"One" was followed by a wail.

The danger pendant became hot. Manda sensed the danger and directly inserted her fingers into Zhuolmu's cheek.

Zhuolmu wailed loudly, and before the skill was released, he shouted to Old Yaman in his dream: "You can't tell him the method of detoxifying, you must not tell him."

This sentence was said in a dream, but Manda heard it clearly.

This felt really strange. He knew that Zhuolmu didn't speak in reality, but he was sure that he heard the voice in the dream.

Zhuolmu suddenly lost control of his skills, and the two of them woke up one after another. Manda's hand was still on Zhuolmu's cheek, and he said with a ferocious expression: "What is the method of detoxification?"

Zhuolmu cried out in pain: "I don't know, he hasn't told me yet!"

"Bastard, I'm still too gentle to you!" Manda's fingers turned around in Zhuolmu's cheek several times, and Zhuolmu lost consciousness from the pain. At the moment when he was about to fall into coma, he told the truth: "I want old Yaman's blood, I need his blood..."

Zhuolmu fainted, Manda pulled out his finger, looked at Old Yaman and said: "Is what he said true?"

Old Yaman closed his eyes and nodded. He didn't want to make any unnecessary resistance anymore.

Manda didn't believe them, but looking at the dying lion girl, he had no choice.

He asked Siegsel to remove part of the sand, and then made a half-foot-long gash on Old Yaman's back. Old Yaman cried out in pain: "You don't need that much, you don't need it!"

Sanjila found an earthen jar and took a small half jar of blood. Manda pinched the lion girl's mouth open and poured the blood in.

After a while, the lion girl opened her eyes, started to vomit, and spit out a large ball of smelly black water.

Everyone hid far away, leaving only Manda holding her. This peerless beauty was so despised by others now.

After handing the lion girl to others, Manda returned to Lao Yaman and Zhuolmu, and asked with a serious face: "Do you still want to plot against me?"

Zhuolmu fell unconscious, and Old Yaman shook his head desperately.

Manda asked again: "Can we have a good chat about business?"

Old Yaman said: "Help me bandage my wound first, my blood is almost drained."

Manda took out two silver coins, dipped a little blood from each of Yaman and Zhuolmu, and gestured on the silver coins with his fingers: "This is the talisman of Hades. You should know the power of the talisman. If I cut off this As for silver coins..."

"No, no, please stop!" Old Yaman's will was completely defeated. "We are talking about business. You want to buy salt, right? The salt merchants in Blue Bay are all my friends. Let's talk about business..."

At dawn, Leo Girl basically recovered, Zhuolmu also woke up, and Manda and Lao Yaman also settled the business.

"Old friend, I knew our friendship was still there!" Manda hugged Lao Yaman tightly.

Old Yaman endured the pain, nodded and smiled: "Yes, no one can shake our friendship. I will bring good news soon."

"Let's have a drink!"

"I won't drink any more. I don't mind drinking a little if there's medicine for injuries."

Manda said with tears in her eyes: "I really can't let you go!"

"We will meet soon!" Old Yaman was really about to cry.

The two hugged each other again, shedding hypocritical tears one after another, and then waved goodbye. Manda took his brothers and thirty-nine carts of salt back to Iron Mountain Town.

The animals listened to Manda's words and lined up neatly, pulling the carriage and following closely behind Manda.

Manda didn't know the reason. Hermes was the patron saint of shepherds. Perhaps this was the talent of believers.

The young man followed the carriage. On the way, Encia, a disciple of the Titan God, complained: "It was still a good fight last time. This time we didn't take much action."

Tira, a believer in Poseidon, sighed and said: "The limelight has been stolen by Tokar. I am also a believer in the main god, but there is no sea here, so I can't use any strength at all."

"Stop talking!" Manu was in a bad mood. He had been acting as a bystander throughout the whole battle, and he never had a chance to unsheath the sword on his waist.

Tila said comfortingly: "There is always a way to enter the level. Ensia has heard the instructions from the gods. I believe the mountain gods will be equally generous to you."

"Stay away from me, I am an unlucky guy, don't let my bad luck affect you!" Manu shook off Tira, silently walked to Zigese, and whispered: "I beg again Please give me guidance."

"You don't have to plead with me. I've said some things more than once," Siegsel whispered. "If you want to become a believer of the original god, you must first learn to betray the main god. Can you do it?"

Manu looked up at Manda in front of him. He was really afraid that Manda would hear these words.

After struggling in his heart for a long time, Manu shook his head and retreated to the back of the line.

Manda sat in a daze on the carriage. He felt that there was something wrong with his body, and a force kept surging in his body.

Ever since he inserted his fingers into Zhuolmu's cheek, he felt that something was wrong with him.

Did this damn guy put a curse on himself?