Give Me the Name of God

Tira was soaking in the sea water, looking up at the floor above her head.

He could vaguely see figures on the floor, walking above his head.

There is less than a foot between the sea level and the floor, which is the breathing space left for him. Since being defeated by Eusilus, Tira has been trapped under the floor. The only thing he can do is to keep treading water. , head above water.

Believers of Poseidon have very good swimming talents, but no one can bear the constant treading of water like this day and night cycle.

Even Tila couldn't bear it, let alone Suss. Even with the help of Medusa, Suss fell into a coma several times due to lack of physical strength.

Medusa's mind was still clear and she could still hold on. She believed that if she held on for a little longer, Manda would definitely come to save her.

But what if Manda comes? Trapped under the floor and soaked in seawater like them?

His underworld travel skill cannot be used, and other skills are useless. His fingers are very sharp, maybe they can cut through the floor?

But Medusa suspected that this was not the floor. She tried many methods but could not open a gap in the floor above her head.

This may be some kind of boundary, a boundary that separates two spaces, just like the boundary between the divine world, the underworld and the human world, which must be opened using special methods.

Suss fell into a coma again, and Medusa, like a child on her back, tried to keep his head above water.

Tira's condition is a bit strange. His body is sinking, not because of physical exhaustion, but because he is sinking intentionally.

Damn, he heard that sound.

This pool is sealed on all sides, but there is no bottom below.

There are other creatures in the depths of the pool, perhaps not creatures, but existences that even Medusa cannot understand.

They wandered very deep and made some sounds from time to time, which should be talking.

Medusa couldn't understand their words, but judging from their tone, they seemed to have some kind of temptation.

No matter how tempting they say, Medusa will not be fooled. This is the basic quality of the ten thousand year old banshee.

But Tila does not have this quality.

He heard very clearly, every word was clear.

"Believers of Poseidon, children of the sea, come quickly and return to the embrace of the sea."

This sentence did not tempt Tira very much, but the next sentence was different.

"Come on, young man, come here and fight me again. If you win, I will let you go."

Winning, these three words are very crucial, because Tila has never won. No matter on the battlefield or in the arena, all he was left with was the sadness after a tragic defeat.

He longed for a chance, a chance to prove that he still had hope.

This sentence has been repeated in his ears too many times, from last night to today, and now he really can't hold it in anymore.

He took a deep breath and dived deep. With the only light left on the sea, he saw a blurry figure.

"Come on, young man," the black shadow waved to him, "come here and have a showdown with me."

Tila swam toward him for a while, and the figure became clearer and clearer. It was a person, but it didn't look like him.

The man had gills on his face, fins on his back, webbed hands, a protruding snout and eyes scattered on both sides.

"Come on, come and fight me!"

Is this a fish man?

Tira was scared, but there was only one thing left in his mind.

This fishman should be the guard here. If I defeat him, I can leave here.

Tira mustered up the courage to fight the fish-men, but she was so courageous that there was not enough air in her lungs.

He wanted to float to the surface to take a breath, and then come down to fight the fish-man, but he heard the fish-man say: "Don't go, you are a descendant of the sea god, open your mouth, you can breathe in the sea water."

open mouth? Wouldn't it be drowning?

"Don't be afraid, that is the talent of Poseidon believers."

Do you really have such a talent? Maybe you should give it a try.

Just as Tiela was about to open his mouth, Medusa suddenly appeared behind him, grabbing his hair and swimming upwards.

The fishman tried to catch up, but was kicked in the face by Medusa and bitten by her snake hair.

When she reached the surface of the water, Tira took a few deep breaths, turned back and pushed Medusa away, and said angrily: "What do you want to do?"

Medusa couldn't understand what he said. She pointed to her mouth and then pointed in the direction of the fish-man: "This is the source of sea water. If you drink too much sea water here, you will become like him." appearance."

Tira also didn't understand Medusa's words, and he thought Medusa was worried that he would drown.

"I am a believer in Poseidon. I can breathe in sea water."

With a language barrier, the two could only repeat what they said over and over again.

Medusa pointed down: "Do you really want to look like him?"

Tila roared: "If we defeat him, we can leave here."

"I really don't understand how Manda can stand your stupidity."

"It's all because of you that we're in this damn place, and you're still yelling at me!"

During the quarrel, Suss slowly sank again, and Medusa turned around and pulled him to the surface again.

"A waste, a fool!" Medusa was about to collapse. She really wanted to see Manda's figure the next time she breathed. This was her only hope until now.

Not only was she waiting for Manda, Eusilus received the oracle of Poseidon in his dream last night: "A follower of Hermes has come to the island and he must be killed."

Needless to say, those people last night were all accomplices of Hermes believers, but I didn’t expect that they would act separately. It seems that Hermes believers are very powerful.

Eusilus looked at the siren in front of him, the sea monster captured by Manda, and asked: "His level should be above mine, right? I guess he has reached at least the fifth level."

The Siren shook his head and said: "I can't smell his class or the god he belongs to. There is almost no breath on him."

"Don't worry, I won't let him come here alive. I have laid many traps and many ambushes. He has no chance to get close to my castle. I just want you to help me determine his identity. He Are you a follower of Hermes?"

"I really don't know. He was caught by Polyphemus and he probably won't come back alive. You don't have to worry about him. I shouldn't be here. Please let me go. I beg you!"

Eusilus frowned: "I just asked you the simplest question, but you refused to answer me. Do you want me to talk to you in a different way? Or do you want me to stay somewhere else for a while?"

He looked at the blue floor and stretched out his hands as if to give a high-five.

The siren jumped up in fright: "Sir! Please let me go!"

A guard walked into the hall and said in a panic: "Sir, Polyphemus came near the castle. He destroyed all the traps and killed many of our soldiers."

"What does he want to do?" Eusilus gritted his teeth, "Even if he is the son of Poseidon, can he do whatever he wants?"

The guard said: "He also brought a stranger, a young man less than twenty years old."

"Young man?" Eusilus rolled his eyes, "A follower of Hermes? Polyphemus betrayed Poseidon?"

The guard should not only give an answer: "My lord, he will soon arrive at the castle. You'd better go out and have a look."

"Has the array been set up?"

"Everything is ready, just waiting for your order."

Eusilus adjusted his military uniform and came outside the castle. The sound of roaring footsteps was slowly approaching.

Sweat flowed down Eusilus's face. He knew the strength of the Cyclops, and he didn't want to fall out with Polyphemus unless he had to.

When I was nervous, I suddenly saw water splashing in the pond at the entrance of the castle, and the six-headed sea monster Skira suddenly emerged from the pond.

Eusilus stepped back two steps: "Did you also betray Poseidon?"

The six heads shook their heads together and said in turn:

"Polyphemus is with the invaders."

"The intruder was a man."

"Young man."

"No breath."

"He is a follower of Hermes!"

"He's coming."

An old man appeared next to Skylar, floating in the air and said: "Osilus, you will face disaster. Fulfilling your contract is the only way to avoid disaster."

"You know so much," Eusilus sneered, "Proteus, are you here to help me or your brother?"

Proteus is the name of the old man of the sea. He is the son of Poseidon and the brother of Polyphemus.

"I want to help you, but I don't want to fight my brother."

"Polyphemus has betrayed Poseidon. If you don't fight him, you are betraying Poseidon!"

Just as the old man in the sea was about to speak, the sea nymph Galatea also emerged from the pond.

"Osilus is right. Polyphemus is crazy. He has committed an unforgivable sin. Even if you don't want to kill him, you must at least subdue him!"

The old man in the sea stared at Galatea for a long time: "Why did your forehead sink so much?"

"Hit by Polyphemus! How dare he hit me! Don't you understand? He's crazy!"

The old man in the sea didn't know what to say. Eusilus laughed and said: "Now you all must obey my command. This is the oracle of the Poseidon. Anyone who does not follow it is a betrayal of the Poseidon. Polyphemus handed over Here you go, I’ll deal with that Hermes believer!”

Not long after, the huge figure of Polyphemus appeared in everyone's sight.

With a wave of his hand, he slapped dozens of soldiers on the field like driving away cockroaches. After a few steps, the Cyclops stood in front of everyone.

Eusilus stepped forward and said: "Polyphemus, you can't come any closer, you can't enter my castle, this is your forbidden area!"

Polyphemus was silent, and Manda sat on his shoulder and asked in a low voice: "Can you understand Common Tongue?"

"If you can understand a little bit, I understand what he means. Don't worry, I don't care about the forbidden area. I will trample this place to the ground."

"Don't worry," Manda said with a smile, "I'll talk to them first."

"Osilus!" Manda shouted, "You have already met my friend and you should know my purpose. Release my friend immediately and fulfill your promise ten years ago!"

Eusilus smiled and said: "Don't talk nonsense, this is Poseidon's arena, and only the winner has the right to speak!"

After saying this, Eusilus roared loudly, and the guards received the order and activated the magic circle.

The azure floor extended outwards from the hall and beyond the castle to the feet of Polyphemus.

The old man in the sea looked at Polyphemus and said nervously: "My brother, stop being stubborn, you know what this means!"

If it really fell under the floor, not even Polyphemus could escape. He said to Manda in Tili language: "This is the source of the sea water I call, as long as he claps three times..."

Manda nodded, signaling Polyphemus not to say anything more.

Eusilus said with a ferocious smile: "Do you dare to fight me? Cowardly believer of Hermes? Do you dare?"

He high-fived, causing ripples on the green floor.

Manda jumped off the giant's shoulders and appeared in front of Eusilus in the blink of an eye.

Eusilus clapped his hands twice in succession, but failed to make any sound.

He was stunned for a moment, and then felt severe pain.

What fell?

He looked down and found that his right hand had fallen to the ground.