Give Me the Name of God

A fourth-level divine punishment warrior, two third-level divine punishment warriors, and three human heads were placed in front of Manda.

With the help of Manda, Milo was like chopping melons and vegetables, not missing a single thing.

It was different from the last battle against Harlemon. At that time, Milo was surrounded by a group of bandits. Now, a fifth-level plus a fourth-level absolutely crushed the enemy. The illusion was so skillfully used that even Manda was worried about himself. Be surprised.

Manda gritted his teeth and said, "Just leave one behind. I want to see where they come from."

Milo drank half a can of wine, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and said: "Go to Stanley, he can torture the soul."

Manda asked Pluto to go to the left star mountain immediately, but Pluto kept staring at Manda's right hand.

His right hand was intact and there was no blood on his clothes.

"Sir, you seemed to have been seriously injured just now..."

"Is there any?" Manda opened his clothes, pointed at an inch-long wound on his right arm and said with a smile, "It's just a skin injury, not that serious."

"But I clearly saw it just now..."

"You're wrong."

"But……"

"Go quickly, their souls will disappear!"

After sending Pluto away, Manda looked at everyone awkwardly. His performance just now was a bit rude.

Moira didn't dare to say anything more. The lion girl also wanted to save some face for Manda, but Milo was straightforward: "It's just such a small wound, but why did you scream so miserable?"

"Hehehe~" Manda laughed for a long time, "I was a little scared just now."

"What a shame!" Milo took the wine can and went back to sleep, while Manda returned to the forest and took back the severed arm.

The clone was seriously injured, but the real body only suffered superficial injuries. What's even more amazing is that when Manda returned to the bedroom and summoned the clone again, the clone was still intact.

This made Manda think of the second powerful function of the clone, which is to block knives for himself.

Stanley rushed over before dawn, touched the bodies of the three divine punishment warriors, and then called four living corpses, surrounding the fourth-level divine punishment warrior, each holding out a finger.

Guide technique? What is this for? Have their souls not left their bodies yet?

In the normal guiding technique, the zombie's fingers first point to the opponent's feet and then to the opponent's head, with the finger's trajectory going from bottom to top.

This time the skill is different. The living corpse's fingers first point to the distance, and then slowly point to the body of the God's Punishment Warrior, with the finger's trajectory moving from outside to inside.

"There's no hope for those two, but there's still a chance for this one. His soul hasn't gone far yet. I'm going to lure him back. You have someone kill a sheep, and then collect a jar of sheep blood."

The cook quickly brought the sheep's blood over. Stanley looked at the cook with a smile and said, "Good girl, go back to the kitchen. Don't scare you."

The cook left quickly, and the living corpse repeatedly repeated the guiding movements from outside to inside. When it was almost dawn, the corpse of the God Punisher slowly stood up.

Although he often saw Stanley's living corpse, Manda was somewhat scared to see a corpse standing up in front of her.

Stanley pointed to the sheep's blood on the table and said to the corpse: "Drink, this is for you."

The corpse lifted the pot to its chest, then stopped.

He has no head and cannot drink.

"Just pour it directly into your neck. It's not for your corpse to drink, but for your dead soul."

Even though Stanley said this, the corpse still held the clay pot motionless. This God's Punisher was really stubborn. Even after he died, he still had to maintain the habits he had in life. He had to use his mouth to drink.

Stanley had no choice but to put his head on his neck. When he saw the corpse's eyeballs moving left and right, Manda broke out in a cold sweat. After the corpse finished drinking the sheep blood, his face suddenly became a little rosy, as if he had come to life. .

I really can’t imagine what Stanley’s daily life is like. Pluto’s followers are really terrifying.

Seeing Manda in a daze, Stanley said: "The memory of the deceased disappears very quickly. From the moment he died, he has forgotten most of the things in his life. The sheep's blood can restore part of his memory, but it cannot sustain it. It’s been too long, if you have any questions please ask.”

Manda asked the first question: "Who sent you to kill me?"

The dead soul did not answer. To be precise, he did not answer with his mouth. His body exuded a white mist with a rotten smell. The white mist condensed in the air and quickly formed a picture.

"Oops," Stanley bit his lip, "You are out of luck. This revenant has lost the ability to speak. You can only see some fragments of his life."

A dark-skinned middle-aged man appeared in the picture. He had a signature Mediterranean hairstyle. At a glance, he knew that he was the Punisher.

It looks so familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere.

The middle-aged man was speaking, his voice was very small, and with her strong sense of hearing, Manda could barely distinguish part of it.

"Howitt is old and confused. He actually left those two heretics alone. They will become a serious problem for us."

"El Meng has an army, so it may not be that easy to kill him, but that Krejci Monchik is just a reckless man. With your ability, it will be easy to kill him."

"Kill Monchik, monitor Al Meng's movements, tell me the news, and then wait for the God's Punishment Army to find him."

Intermittently, Manda only heard these few words. Stanley said in shock: "Who is this person? How dare you mock Archbishop Howitt!"

Manda whispered: "His name is Bucken, and he is also a bishop."

The fog gradually disappeared and the souls of the dead were about to leave. Manda quickly asked another question: "Who are you?"

A faint picture appeared in the thin mist. The content of the picture was difficult to distinguish and the sound was inaudible.

"Ladoye, go get me some water."

"Ladoye, wipe it clean. There shouldn't be any dust on the statue."

"Deacon Ladoye, go ahead, the Lord will protect you."

…

The fog completely disappeared, and Manda still had questions to ask. Stanley shook his head and said, "His memory has disappeared."

"Give him some more sheep blood to drink."

"It's useless. His soul has embarked on the road to the underworld again and will never come back."

Based on the information he just got, Manda fell into deep thought and found some unreasonable things.

"How can a fourth-level divine punishment warrior be just a deacon? And he spends most of his time doing handyman work."

"I'm also curious. Normally, a fourth-level Divine Punishment Warrior can only appear in the Divine Punishment Army or the Archbishop's guard. A bishop has no qualifications to send him." Stanley looked at Manda and said, "But that said Come back, have you met Bishop Bucken?"

"I've seen him before," Manda said, "I met him once in Yanshi County, and I almost died at his hands."

"I have heard of his name. He is a cruel and ruthless man. The murder of the Earl must be related to him."

Manda nodded: "And he also wanted to kill Almen. Almen recommended me as a viscount, so he sent assassins to deal with me. Unfortunately, he made a serious mistake. He should have used the army to deal with me. , use assassins to deal with El Meng.”

Stanley said: "His assassin is dead. I guess he will correct his mistake soon. You must be prepared. The God's Punishment Army may come to attack Qixing Mountain."

Back in the bedroom, Manda took a nap and heard Silva knocking on the door: "Sir, Marquis Almen sent a message. He will come to Qixing Mountain tomorrow."