Give Me the Name of God

Late at night, Manda came to the south gate of Jiaoye City and saw a group of unkempt prisoners chained under the city wall.

I didn't see their appearance clearly, but I smelled a disgusting smell first. They were tied up with chains for a month. It's so normal to have this kind of smell. Manda has experienced this kind of thing.

But what puzzles Manda is why the fifth-level believers of Hercules are chained? He is someone who can break a big tree with one punch.

If he had become disabled, Manda would not waste time and would just let him fend for himself.

The most worrying thing is that this powerful general has lost the desire to live. It would be a waste to abandon his talent, and it would be embarrassing to use him after saving him. This is useless.

I’ll think about what happens next, let’s see where he is first.

A dark figure was huddled in the corner. Even though it was only a skeleton, it was still much burlier than an ordinary person.

Is this you? General Lungerson?

Manda stared at the man in trance, and suddenly heard a soldier shout: "Who are you? What are you looking at here!"

"Look what's going on?" Manda said innocently, "Isn't it just to show them to others if they are locked here?"

The jailer stepped forward and pushed Manda: "If you want to come over tomorrow and chop off their heads tomorrow, get away now!"

Manda was pushed and almost fell. He straightened his clothes, bared his teeth at the soldiers, and disappeared into the night.

Walking into an alley, about three to four hundred meters away from the city gate, Manda leaned against the wall and fell into deep thought.

The man huddled in the corner was Longerson, and Manda could not mistake him.

It seemed to be an easy task to rescue him. There were only a dozen soldiers guarding this group of death row prisoners.

Manda can kill all these soldiers in the blink of an eye, and can also ensure that they have no chance to fight back or make a sound.

But the crux of the question is, why did Shelty lock Longerson here in public?

Just to vent anger and shock?

Deterrence is a very effective management method, and Manda also admits this. Isn't it too childish to use these big soldiers to manage Longson?

If Longgesen wanted to escape, he would kill these big soldiers without breaking a sweat.

Even if Longgesen loses his desire to live, won't someone come to save him?

For example, I wanted to save him. I went to save him, but then I got caught in a trap and either died or was captured alive.

For Manda, this is a tragedy, for Shelty, this is the perfect outcome.

Change the angle and everything suddenly becomes clearer.

There must be a trap under the city gate. This trap prevented Longgesen from escaping and also caused the death of those who tried to save him.

In this case, Longgesen can't be saved. The most we can do is look at him again and express our deep condolences for this famous general.

Manda stood at the foot of the alley wall, not moving for a long time. He wanted to leave, but there was a hint of worry in his heart.

People may change their minds at the critical moment of life and death. Tomorrow is the day when Longgesen will be executed. The ax is coming. What if the general changes his mind?

If he surrenders to Shertai, things will be complicated. All the generals under Manda, including Stanley, are no match for him.

Either rescue him or leave him here forever. He must not be left to Shelta.

"Actually, I still have feelings for him," Manda whispered to herself, "Knowing that you can't do something, but you do it. Isn't this kind of affectionate and righteous act considered kindness?"

Manda stared at the finger for a while, but there was no reaction.

Now that you have decided to take action, you must formulate a strategy in advance. It is definitely unwise to use hard steel directly. You must find a loyal warrior to take the risk for you.

Manda summoned Medusa, and the two of them whispered in the alley for a moment. Medusa looked suspicious and said, "You said this person knows the whereabouts of my left eye?"

Manda nodded and said, "This is what Young Master Susi said himself. If you don't believe me, you can ask him."

"Then ask him."

"This man will be executed soon. If we don't take action now, we won't have a chance later."

"Really?" Medusa quietly came to the alley, looked at the city, then turned to Manda and said, "They are just ordinary people. You can deal with them without me."

Manda shrugged and said: "Their looks are too vicious, I saw them a little scared."

"Bah! You think I would believe such nonsense!"

"Forget it if you don't believe it, I don't care about his life or death."

Manda turned to leave, but Medusa stopped him and quietly pulled off a strand of snake hair.

I almost forgot, she also has her own death squad.

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Huddled under the city, Lungessen was awakened by a nightmare. In his dream, he once again saw the scene of Sheltai massacring his men.

Those were his five remaining subordinates, and Shelty cut off their heads in front of them.

Longsen was trembling. He couldn't cry anymore. His tears had long since dried up.

In the depth of winter, Jiaoye City, located at the southernmost tip of the mainland, was unbearably hot and humid. The thirsty Longgesen raised his head and asked the soldier commander for some water.

The soldier spit at Longgesen, and the spit hung on Longerson's nose.

"Drink! Offal!" The soldier laughed several times.

A soldier brought a water bag and said, "Give him a sip. If he is willing to submit to the Grand Duke tomorrow, he may become a general in the future."

The soldier commander took the water bag, took a swig of water, and spit it in Longgesen's face.

"This time you are satisfied!" the soldier commander returned the water bag to his subordinates, "Don't worry, the Grand Duke is not here. Even if he surrenders to the Marquis, the Marquis will not forgive him!"

Manda heard this sentence clearly, Shelty was not here.

As for whether Marquis Jiaoye would forgive him, Manda didn't dare to bet.

Longsen struggled to lick the water drops on his face. He had not drank water all day. Sometimes, human dignity is fragile and vulnerable.

"Look at his despicable appearance. Is this the general of the royal capital? I think I should give him some urine!"

The soldiers, led by their commander, laughed at Longgesen together. Suddenly, they heard a death row prisoner shout: "There are snakes! There are snakes!"

The laughter stopped suddenly, and the soldiers were a little surprised, but not panicked. The soldier commander shouted: "Come closer to me, come to me, the closer the better."

Manda heard this sentence very clearly, and the trap was next to the soldier commander.

More than a dozen snake hairs squirmed towards the soldiers, but the soldiers neither attacked the snake hairs nor ran away.

When the distance between Snake Hair and the soldier commander was about thirty feet, Manda vaguely heard a voice: "At this moment, everything belonging to the banshee will..."

The voice was too low. Manda's hearing was so powerful, but she could only hear part of the words clearly.

But one thing he was sure of, this sentence, was Cronus's rules.

If Shelty is not here, why can he still make rules here?

Are there other followers of Cronus besides Sheltai?

Medusa also heard some vague words, and she whispered: "It's Poseidon's conch horn."

"What is that? A divine object?"

"A very precious divine object," Medusa looked at the wriggling snake hair nervously, "The conch horn can record a person's voice, and it can also record a person's skills, and it can be repeated over and over again."

Manda understood what Medusa meant, and Shelty used the conch horn to record his voice and skills. Even if others are not here, they can trigger his predetermined rules through the mechanism.

When the snake hair was less than twenty feet away from the soldier, a burst of thick smoke suddenly rose, and more than a dozen snake hair instantly turned into ashes.

Medusa whispered: "I can't help you fight anymore. I can feel that his rules are specially designed to deal with me."

"It doesn't matter, it's my turn." Manda walked out of the alley with a smile.

Medusa dissuaded: "You don't know how many rules he has recorded."

"That doesn't matter, just destroy the conch."

"It's hard to find it. The conch horn is very small, only about the size of a fingertip."

Manda smiled and said, "I think I've found it."

Encountering danger, the captain ordered the soldiers to move closer to him. It was obvious that the conch was on him.

The snake's hair was less than twenty feet away from the soldier's commander before it was burned to ashes, which proved that the conch's range of action was not too large.

Seeing that the snake's hair had disappeared, the soldier commander hurriedly ordered: "Light the beacon, someone wants to kidnap the condemned man!"

The soldiers were about to light the beacon fire when they suddenly saw Manda running towards them.

The commander once again ordered the soldiers to gather together. They were scared, but still not panicked. It seemed that as long as there were Shelty's rules, they would be sure to win.

Current goal: rescue Longesen.

Alternative objective: Kill Lungerson.

Advantages: Enemies are fearful.

Disadvantages: Not knowing the number and content of the rules.

Sheltai restrained Medusa, proving that his rules were against Manda.

He will definitely take away Manda's skills and physical talents, making Manda the same as ordinary people, even unable to defeat these big guns.

Don't bother with this kind of thing, just be rough.

Being able to sense the enemy's fear proves that Ares's first-level skills are still there. Cronus took away all Ares' followers. I'm afraid even he didn't expect that there are still two skills left in Manda.

Through the fear of his enemies, Manda increased his power, and black storms spurted from his fingers.

The conch's range of action was too small, much smaller than the damage range of the storm. Shelty did not know that Manda had a new skill and did not take precautions against it.

Everyone in the city was swept up in the air and fell heavily to the ground. Even the weak Longgesen was knocked unconscious.

Manda rushed forward, grabbed the soldier commander lying on the ground, and glanced at his body.

A precious divine object is naturally worth a lot of money. Manda soon discovered that the conch horn was hidden in the soldier's lapel.

Manda stretched out his golden finger, shattered the conch, and penetrated the soldier's chest.

Under the severe pain, the soldier opened his eyes. He wanted to shout but couldn't. The manda pierced his trachea and he choked on his own blood.

"I didn't expect you to be alive," Manda said with a smile, "You like to spit, right?"

Manda cut off his front teeth and cut out his tongue.

"I heard you still want to pee?" Manda reached down and cut off the peeing tool.

The soldier vomited blood and lay on the ground twitching. Medusa came from behind and said, "Why did you destroy the conch horn? There are only two of them in the world. Do you know how rare it is?"

Manda rubbed his forehead and said: "This thing is too dangerous. When I meet another one, I have to destroy it."

Medusa looked at the soldier commander: "Don't waste time on him? Their reinforcements will come soon. Take that man and leave here quickly."

Manda looked at the soldier commander and said, "I hate him very much, so I want his death to be more painful."

In a blink of an eye, he looked at Longgesen again: "He is too heavy, you have to help me carry him."