Give Me the Name of God

Harlemon lit a branch and threw it at the door of the wooden house. The flames climbed along the wooden house, but disappeared soon after.

Harley was startled. Driven by his skills, his flames could not disappear easily. It seemed that someone was using skills to fight him.

In order to verify his conjecture, he took another branch and threw it over. The flame just ignited and disappeared again.

"It turns out he is a follower of Vulcan." Hallemon smiled and made tearing motions with his hands. He wanted to tear apart the door of the tavern to see what was going on inside.

But the wood around the door only had some cracks and was not torn apart.

"A spell is also cast on the wood. This opponent is really tough."

He guessed correctly, the poet was in the tavern. His control over fire was stronger than Harley's, so he resolved the first two burning techniques. He built this wooden tavern in two days, and the wood was blended with The special spell resisted Hallemon's tearing technique.

The purpose of his doing this was to delay time and let Milo prepare for the battle, but Milo had been sleeping on the wine barrel and had no desire to fight at all.

Hallemon outside no longer wasted his energy. He pulled out the Sword of Destruction, inserted it into the ground, and poured mana into the blade. The blood-red sword gave off a unique fishy smell, which lingered until In the tavern, the poet shuddered.

Oops, the skill can't be used.

With years of combat experience, the Bard realizes he has lost his skills, and at this point, a burning branch is thrown in.

"Let me see what else you can do." Harley smiled ferociously, and once again used his skills to push up the flames. The flames instantly engulfed the entire tavern, and it wouldn't take long for the tavern to be burned to ashes.

However, not long after, the flame disappeared again. This time it was different from before. Before, the flame was extinguished immediately, but this time the flame seemed to be sucked into the tavern by something.

"There are such powerful Vulcan believers?" Hallemon frowned.

Oskar, a third-level believer of the Hunting Goddess, said: "Is the opponent reaching the fourth level?"

Romigan, a third-level believer of the River God, shook his head and said: "This is impossible. If there are fourth-level Vulcan believers, why don't they rush out and fight us? Even if they go up the mountain to defend or sneak attack on both sides of the canyon, it is better than here. A trapped beast in a wooden house.”

Harley looked at the wooden house and said, "What kind of person do you think there will be inside?"

Romigan smiled: "The bluff is not afraid of fire, but I want to see if he is afraid of water."

Romigan directly activated the third level skill. This skill is somewhat special. He can fill a house with water and drown the people in the house. The water level in the house continues to rise, but not a drop of water will flow into it. outside the house.

The activation speed of this skill was very slow. The water level in the house had just risen to the feet when a man staggered out holding a wine can.

The man stood at the door of the cabin and shouted: "Who set the fire?"

Harlemon sniffed and whispered: "He is a Dionysian believer, and his status does not seem to be very high."

Milo pointed at Hallemon and said, "Is that you?"

Harlemon nodded and said: "It's me, come here, let's have a good chat."

While speaking, Hallemon stretched out his right hand, snapped his fingers, and wanted to kill Milo with the distortion technique. Unexpectedly, Milo picked up the wine can, took a big gulp, and then sprayed it at Hallemon.

A smell of alcohol enveloped Harley, and the alcohol suddenly turned into a flame. The fire instantly covered Harley's army, and more than a dozen soldiers were instantly reduced to ashes in the flames.

Hallemon was shocked. He pulled out the Sword of Destruction and tried his best to neutralize Milo's skills. When the smell of alcohol dissipated slightly, he saw that Milo had appeared in front of Hallemon. He picked up the wine can and hit Hallemon on the head. The wine can was smashed into pieces. Harley's eyes were covered with stars, his forehead was stained with blood, and he almost fell to the ground.

He struggled to swing his long sword at Milo, who parried with his scimitar. At the same time, a group of teenagers emerged from behind the wooden house, drew their long bows and shot arrows at them. Hallemon's soldiers immediately opened their bows to fight back, and dense arrows covered the sky.

Milo's movement was extremely flexible and he could move through the arrows calmly. Harley fought and retreated. He had no time to use his skills, but he found waves of alcohol rushing towards his face.

He felt a little dizzy, which proved that this was the opponent's skill, but why could the opponent use the skill during the attack of the Sword of Destruction?

It seems that this skill cannot be resolved. In fact, we should have thought long ago that the destruction skill can resolve the third-level skill at most. This person can completely suppress Harley, proving that his strength is above the fourth-level demigod.

With rich combat experience, Hallemon gradually stabilized his position and used words to distract Milo during the battle: "You must be the drunkard Milo. I have never seen you, but I have heard of your name. You wander around. Fearless man, why are you living in this barren mountain? I know the contract between you and Dionysus, and I am willing to help you. I have something that belongs to Dionysus, and you must want it very much."

During the fight, Milo suddenly discovered Hallemon's flaw and raised his scimitar to chop it down. But before the scimitar could fall, Milo's shoulder felt cold and he was hit by an arrow.

Ordinary feather arrows would definitely not be able to hit Milo. This arrow came from Oskar, and the bone-penetrating arrow was the third-level skill of the goddess of hunting.

Before Milo could pull out the arrow, a "huge wave" rushed towards him, knocking Milo staggering.

River God's second-level skill can create huge waves in the air. As soon as Milo stood firm, a strong man rushed forward with a battle axe. Milo struck him in the chest with a knife, cutting off a large piece of his skin, but this guy didn't know the pain and just focused on holding the giant axe. Slashing, Milo's left arm was injured in a series of fierce attacks.

A third-level believer of the ferocious god Bea, this is his third-level fearless body

A fourth-level demigod, three top-level third-level soldiers, and a group of desperate soldiers, Milo fought and retreated, and came to the wooden house.

He used a fiery mist of wine to repel everyone, took out a wine flask from behind, took a deep drink, and threw it aside.

"Come on!" Mirro said with a ferocious smile, "I'm in a good mood, let's have a good time!"

While speaking, Milo suddenly felt his shoulders numb, and Oscar smiled when he saw this.

"Poisonous!" Mirro pulled out the arrow and threw it aside. He turned back to the poet at the door and said, "I may have to take a nap."

Hallemon and his men rushed up immediately, the poet triggered the mechanism, and a group of soldiers fell into the pit.

…

On the steep Tachira Mountain, Nurdin, a third-level disciple of Ares, was leading soldiers to patrol the mountain road.

Letting the followers of the God of War garrison the mountain stronghold is Harlemon's usual method. Nurdin is good at fighting and also knows tactics. Although the tactics are a little rough, it is almost foolproof to defend the Tachira Mountain, which has an absolute geographical advantage.

This time the situation is a bit special. More than a dozen soldiers died on the patrol road last night. Harleymont went out and took away a large number of soldiers. This was the weakest moment of the village. Unexpectedly, a "rat" sneaked into the mountain.

Unlike the low-level Ares believers, the third-level Nurdin already had a way to overcome his impatience and recklessness. He personally led the sentries and carefully inspected every defense on the mountain.

The dense forest at the foot of the mountain, the paths on the cliffs, and the weeds halfway up the mountain are all the places where "rats" go most often. Nureddin did not miss any corner, but he never dreamed that there would suddenly be another one on the mountain. Cave, someone will come out of the cave.

The first one to rush out was Siegsel, who used sand and dust skills to cover everyone's eyes.

Next was Moira, who killed the guards around Nureddin as quickly as possible.

Nureddin was relatively calm. He knew that he had encountered a strong enemy and did not intend to deal with it alone. He prepared to use the third-level skill Wei Song to enhance the combat effectiveness of the soldiers.

But the lion girl suddenly swooped down from the flying dust and disrupted Nurdin's skills with her sharp claws.

Nurdin was still dealing with the Lion Girl. Manda and Moira besieged him from left to right, poking more than a dozen bloody holes in his body. Nurdin lost his life in shock before he could count the number of enemies. .

Two soldiers wanted to escape, but the Lioness flew close and unscrewed their heads. A second-level believer tried to resist, but was killed instantly by the combined forces of Manda and Moira.

The rest of the soldiers gave up resistance and knelt on the ground waiting to be punished. Manda grabbed one man's hair and asked: "Where is your military camp?"

The soldier looked pale and said: "Keep walking along this mountain road, and you will see it soon. Please, spare my life, I will take you personally..."

Before he finished speaking, Manda chopped off his head.

Zigese said: "As far as I know, there are four third-level masters under Hallemon. I saw three on Yunmang Mountain, and one was killed here. There should be no second-level or higher masters in the mountain."

"Very good," Manda waved his golden finger, chopped off the heads of all the soldiers, wiped the blood on his hands, and said with a ferocious smile, "Go to the military camp, leave no one behind."

Moira said: "Leave some as slaves. It is said that there are many treasures hidden in this mountain. We must find someone to move them back."

"If you don't stay," Manda shook her head, gritted her silver teeth, and said in her native language, "Kill one of my women, and grandpa will kill your whole family!"

Dear readers, tonight’s second chapter is still postponed to eight o’clock.