Give Me the Name of God

Toca's tears were fake. With his body, a few kicks would be nothing.

But he was a little worried. Norbu seemed to have lied.

He said that the eldest child among them was a thirteen-year-old girl, but the boy was already fifteen or sixteen. Why didn't Norbu mention him?

Later I found out that Norbu was not lying. The boy's name was Tared, and he was the son of old Amber. He was not one of the beggars.

Tarred was born to Old Amber and a little beggar. After giving birth to the child, the poor beggar was sold by Old Amber. Tarred had never seen his mother, but Old Amber often called him a beggar's cub. This made Tarred hate beggars very much, and torturing these poor children became his only pleasure.

A group of children crowded in the outer hall of the temple. The children who had begged for enough money were showing off their gains, while the children who had not begged for enough money were shivering. Not long after, Old Anbo walked into the temple, and the children were instantly quiet. Come down.

An older girl lit the firewood in the firepit. Old Anbo sat beside the firepit and looked at each child's face.

By the light of the fire, Toca secretly looked at Old Anbo's face. He was an ugly old man, so ugly that people didn't want to take a second look. There were only a few scattered hairs on his head, and there was a hair on the eyelid of his left eye. A sarcoma almost covered his entire eye, there were dense pimples on his face, and there was an abscess on his lower lip, with pus and blood swelling outside.

He pointed to a child in the front row. The child quickly took out a handful of copper coins from his pocket. Old Anbo counted them and found that there were about sixty. He pointed to the haystack in the corner. The child ran to the haystack. In the pile, got into it.

It was more than fifty copper coins and less than a silver coin. The child didn't need to be beaten, but he didn't get supper.

The second child took out more than thirty copper coins. Old Amber slapped the child in the face. The child fell to the ground, with tears in his eyes but did not dare to cry out. Old Amber Tarred walked away with a whip. He came over, gave the child a severe beating, and threw him outside the temple.

He was beaten for less than fifty copper coins and was not even qualified to sleep in hay.

The scene in front of her made Moira's anger burn into her throat, but Toka didn't react at all. Moira thought he was frightened.

Toca was not frightened, he just didn't wait for the right time to take action. Old Anbo had a special smell on his body. In addition to the suffocating stench, there was also the breath of the ancient god.

He is a believer of the ancient god. Although he is only at the first level, Toka is also at the first level. He may not have a chance of winning if he attacks rashly. He must find a suitable opportunity.

The third child took out more than fifty copper coins so that he could sleep on a haystack.

The fourth child took out more than one hundred copper coins. This child was lucky. He had dinner. His dinner was a piece of moldy dry bread, which was smaller than the palm of his hand.

The fifth child took out six copper coins. He was going to be in trouble. If he didn't get twenty copper coins, he would be stabbed.

Old Anbo knocked the child over with one punch and kicked him several times. He just pulled out a rusty dagger, but took it back.

"I can't let you trash stain my knife, Tarred, leave a mark for him."

Taled walked towards the child with a sinister smile on his face. He picked up a piece of red-hot charcoal from the fire pit with a pair of tongs and prepared to burn the child's face.

The child couldn't hold it back and was so frightened that he burst into tears. Lao Anbo didn't bother to take another look and directly called the next child to count the copper coins he brought.

When the opportunity came, Old Amber focused his attention on the copper coins. His son was immersed in the excitement of torturing children. Toca stood up quietly and came behind Taled in the blink of an eye. He kicked him into the fire pit.

With screams and a burst of smoke, Taled desperately climbed out of the fire pit, rolling on the ground in pain. Before Old Amber could recover, Toca rushed all the way into the inner hall.

"Which bastard is it?" Old Anbo kicked the child over in front of him, stood up and chased him into the inner hall.

The inner hall was pitch black, but Old Anbo seemed to be able to see it, searching around in the inner hall. He was too familiar with this place.

"Come out quickly, I see you, I won't blame you, I will give you bread to eat!"

Toca hid under a stone table. He wanted to find a suitable position to launch an attack, but as soon as he got out of the stone table, Old Anbo had already heard the movement.

"You little bastard, don't come out yet! I'm going to catch you. The cubs haven't eaten meat for a long time. I'm going to boil you into broth tonight!"

As soon as the words fell, Old Anbo rushed to the stone table. Toca wanted to escape, but because of fear, his feet were a little unruly.

This was real fear, because the other party used skills. Old Anbo was a first-level believer of the God of Intimidation, and even the third-level Manda had suffered from intimidation skills.

But he didn't expect that there was another person hidden in the inner palace, a female assassin who killed without blinking an eye.

Moira knows how to deal with the followers of the God of Intimidation. For a character like Old Amber, killing him is as easy as killing a chicken, but Moira is not in a hurry to kill him. She remembers Manda's I warned you not to hurt Toca’s self-esteem.

She picked up a stone and accurately hit Old Anbo's calf. Old Anbo staggered and almost knelt on the ground.

Who did it? Is it that little bastard? How could he have so much strength?

Who is he? Where did he come from? There's no way there's such a powerful person among those little bastards.

In a panic, Lao Anbo's skills disappeared, and Toka took the opportunity to run away without a trace.

"Come out quickly! If you don't come out, I will burn you to death!" Old Anbo released the fear technique again, but this time it was too late, Toca took action before him.

He did not bring a long bow, but only hid a short feather arrow in his short robe. He threw the feather arrow at Old Anbo. Old Anbo heard the wind and calmly dodged. He wanted to mock him, but suddenly he saw a A bright light flashed before my eyes.

There was light where the arrow passed, and this dazzling light caused Old Anbo to temporarily lose his sight. He instinctively pounced on Toka, but Toka easily dodged, waved the short knife, jumped up, and jumped from Old Anbo's throat. Crossed over.

Old Anbo covered his throat and took several steps back. With a heavy gasp, his feet went limp and he fell to the ground.

The light brought by the arrow disappeared. Toca remembered the position where Old Anbo fell to the ground, but did not dare to approach rashly. He was worried that Old Anbo was not dead yet.

Old Anbo was indeed not dead. In fact, he was still far from death. There was a huge sarcoma on his neck. This sarcoma blocked the fatal knife attack for him, and he only suffered a little skin trauma.

Toca heard Old Anbo's struggling voice getting weaker and weaker, and his breathing gradually disappeared, so he walked towards him with a short knife.

At the same time, Old Anbo, who was holding his breath, tightened his grip on the dagger. When Tokar came closer, he was sure to kill Tokar.

Moira hid in the corner, listening to Toca's footsteps, Old Amber's breathing, and the old guy's dagger scratching between his clothes. She could even predict what Old Amber would do next.

He would first use intimidation techniques to put Tokar into fear, and then defeat him with one blow of his dagger.

The battle of the first-order believers seemed like a child's play to Moira. When Old Anbo used the intimidation skill just now, Moira was also affected. This was not a bad thing for Moira, because she copied the skill.

Now Toca has walked to Lao Anbo. Lao Anbo was about to activate the skill, but Moira got there first. Moira returned the intimidation skill to him. The difference is that Lao Anbo will be within a certain range. Instill fear, but Moira can exact revenge.

Under great fear, Old Anbo trembled with fright and even screamed.

Tokar was startled, touched the darkness, raised his short knife and chopped it down randomly.

This was a short knife made by Guatel. It was extremely sharp and cut off Old Anbo's right hand with one blow.

Old Anbo shouted loudly: "That's enough! I forgive you! You go! I let you go!"

"But I have no intention of forgiving you." Tokar slashed again in the darkness, this time hitting Old Anbo's chest.

"I, I have money, I will give you my money, a lot of money!" Old Anbo changed his routine again.

"If I kill you, the money will be mine too." The third knife hit Old Anbo's knee and cut off the kneecap.

"You, you don't know where the money is, you don't know!" Old Anbo screamed in pain at the top of his lungs.

"Your son knows." Another knife cut off Old Anbo's right foot.

"Isn't it enough that you've tortured me like this? Do you want to kill me? Do you know what it's like to kill someone? Have you ever killed anyone?"

Tokar smiled and said: "I have killed many more people than you."

In the darkness, Toca slashed more than a dozen times, finally killing Old Anbo.

After confirming that Old Anbo was dead, Toca wiped the blood on the dagger and sighed: "You can't blame me for being cruel. I don't want to chop you so many times. Who makes me unable to see you?"