Give Me the Name of God

Deceived by Prometheus?

The old goat's reminder did not surprise Manda, who had been thinking about it these past few days.

He went to the south to find Shertai. After being treated coldly, he came to the Crispy Rock Valley and discovered the importance of this valley, so he sent troops to attack it.

From the beginning to the end, Manda attacked the brittle rock mountain for military and economic purposes. If Ogg had not obtained the oracle of Prometheus, Manda would not have gone to that cave.

Prometheus's oracle was very accurate, and even the specific location of the cave showed that Ogg could not obtain such accurate oracles before. Manda could only understand that Ogg's level had improved.

After entering the cave, Proseus's intention became more and more obvious. If you looked at it from the perspective of a bystander, Manda had been led by the nose.

Prometheus first asked Ogg to find the right path, and when he was watching the murals, he asked Ogg to resolve the sudden appearance of the pan flute. It is indeed Ogg's talent to sing unpleasantly, but why would Ogg use this method to resolve the attack of the artifact? Don’t call it a flash of inspiration.

Next, everyone got lost, and at this time Prometheus's eyes were also covered. It was such a coincidence.

Perhaps this was really a means used by Typhon to hide himself. Not only were Prometheus's eyes covered, but even Hermes thought he had disappeared.

Of course, this may also be a trap set by Prometheus, who covered the eyes of the gods.

But when Typhon left, Prometheus immediately woke up Ogg and asked him to take Manda away. This sounded very much like a reward after completing the task.

Why did Prometheus do this?

Perhaps it is because of the special relationship between the Titans and Typhon, which Typhon himself admitted.

Or maybe it was to take revenge on Zeus, who chained him on a cliff in the Caucasus Mountains and let an eagle come and eat his liver every day, torturing him for thousands of years. This revenge really deserves revenge.

In any case, Manda was indeed used by Prometheus. He made perfect use of Manda's greed. It is not a shame for mortal wisdom to lose to one of the smartest gods.

The key problem to be solved at the moment was God Pan's artifact. Manda kept holding the panpipe in front of the old goat, waiting for his response.

God Pan really wants to get back the artifact. He has been a lonely soul for hundreds of years. This is his only hope for resurrection.

"I can't take it." He stretched out his hand to the pan flute and then retracted it.

Manda was very patient and still held up the panpipe.

"Why can't you take it?"

"If Zeus finds out I'm resurrected..."

"What can He do to you? Will the result be worse than it is now?"

"I cannot let Olympia fall into danger again for my own selfish purposes."

Manda shook his head and said: "Typhon's soul has been released. Even if you give up the artifact, it will not help. Besides, I don't think Typhon will attack Mount Olympia again."

The old goat was stunned: "Why?"

Manda asked in return: "What was His purpose in attacking Mount Olympia?"

"Don't you even know this? Typhon wants to replace Zeus and become the Lord of the Gods."

"Forgive me for asking, is Zeus still the Lord of the Gods?"

"Of course, who can shake Zeus's position?"

"Let's be realistic. The highest-status god is the Lord of Divine Punishment. He is the master of this world. I guess Typhon has long lost interest in Olympia."

"You, you are blaspheming the gods!" The old goat was furious, "You, if the gods heard what you said..."

Manda looked at the surrounding cloaks and whispered: "Can't you hear me?"

The old goat bared his front teeth, looked at the panpipe in Manda's hand, and fell into silence.

"Take it," Manda raised the panpipe higher, "Great God Pan, you have sacrificed too much for the gods, and you have sacrificed for too long."

The old goat slowly stretched his hand towards the pan flute. The moment he touched the pan flute, he could no longer resist the temptation and tightly held the artifact that had been lost for hundreds of years in his hand.

He stared at the artifact and murmured: "Can I still find my place on Mount Olympia?"

"Definitely?" Manda rubbed her sore arm and looked at the old goat with a smile.

"Can I still have my own followers?"

"There will definitely be one. Give your followers to me and I will protect them."

"If one day comes, I will return this pan flute to the human world, give it to my full-level believer, and then give him the name of god."

Manda nodded and said, "I'm looking forward to that day."

The old goat stroked each pipe of the pan flute and gradually calmed down: "Fair trade, what do you want?"

"I don't want anything." Manda shook her head.

The old goat took out a piece of armor and said to Manda: "The armor made by Hephaestus himself is a unique divine object. It can help you resist all mortal weapons, and it can also help you resist large enemies below the fifth level. Some of the skills, this divine object has never appeared in the mortal world, and its value is immeasurable.”

This armor was indeed very tempting, but Manda still refused. He insisted on giving the artifact to the old goat for free. On the one hand, he wanted to repay his past kindness, and on the other hand, it was also for the sake of the future. Sooner or later, this matter would be exposed, and Manda Da needs the old goat to bear the consequences with him. Only when benefits are obtained can one bear responsibility. This is the basic principle of fair transactions.

"I also have a pair of steel wings here, which are also unique artifacts. They can allow you to fly in the air."

It was so tempting that Manda could hardly resist the temptation.

He gritted his teeth and refused again.

The old goat looked down at Manda and said solemnly: "Don't regret it. After I come back to life, you will no longer be able to summon me anytime and anywhere."

Manda leaned over and saluted: "I am satisfied to have been cared for by the gods for so many years."

The old goat smiled and said softly: "Then I'll leave."

Manda picked up the harp and said, "Please return this artifact to the fairy."

The old goat looked at the harp and sighed softly: "That fairy is not worthy enough. Not long after leaving the artifact, he fell into loss and has long since turned into dust. Do you have any followers of the Muse?"

"Yes." Eudora is a believer in Muse.

"Leave it to her, and try to avoid the gaze of the gods." After saying that, the old goat disappeared.

Manda walked out of the room and came outside the castle. She looked up at the starry sky and took a deep breath in the cool and moist night wind.

Typhon is resurrected, will he turn the whole world upside down?

Can he shake the authority of the Lord of Divine Punishment? Will He be a friend or an enemy of the gods?

Which side will the Titans be on? Which side will the original gods be on? Who will ultimately control the order of this world?

The chaotic world is destined to become more chaotic, and I am destined to get everything I want from this chaotic world.

…

In the castle in the Valley of Resentment, the three-headed dog Leond was sleeping soundly on the bed. Hundreds of sounds reached his ears at the same time, causing him to leave his sweet dream in an instant.

"My child, come to my temple and I will transform you."