Give Me the Name of God

Manda connected the last thread and solved the nineteenth crack. Guatel was about to turn the mechanism, but was stopped by Manda.

"Wait a minute, did you hear anything?"

"What sound?" Guatel was extremely displeased. The second golden ball was just one step away from opening. He was looking forward to it, the poet was looking forward to it, and even the Hercules believers standing at the door were thinking about it.

Manda was also looking forward to it, but he did hear the voice stopping him.

"Someone spoke, shouted very loudly, and she said she was my woman."

"Are you talking about Horna?" Guatel wiped his saliva, "You two have been making loud noises."

"It's not her!" Manda carefully recalled the voice in her mind, "She said she couldn't open it, didn't you hear it?"

Guatel shook his head and said: "I didn't hear it. She said she couldn't open it anywhere? This ball is still hers..."

"Stop being ridiculous!" Manda shouted angrily, and everyone fell silent.

Whose voice is it and why is it so familiar?

Leo woman? No, much gentler than her.

Roma? What are you thinking about? Roma cannot speak.

Medusa? Medusa didn't speak Common and her voice didn't sound like one.

Eudora?

It looks a lot like her, exactly the same!

But Eudora is not here, and there are no women in the temple at the moment.

Is Eudora in danger?

Manda asked someone to call Eudora over. Eudora had already fallen asleep. After being woken up, she hurried over with her eyes still a little distracted.

"Did you come to see me just now?" Manda asked.

Eudora shook her head and said, "I was just sleeping."

"Did you call my name when you were sleeping?" If Manda hadn't asked this question, it would have caused laughter.

Eudora blushed and didn't know how to explain: "I, maybe I miss you too much..."

Many people couldn't help but laugh this time. Guatel said with a serious look: "What do you mean you can't open it? Is it some kind of hint or some kind of gesture?"

"Dirty!" Eudora spat at Guatel.

Guatel wiped his face and said: "The question has been answered, let's do serious business! Open this ball quickly!"

He was about to turn the mechanism again, but Manda still hesitated.

"Wait a minute..." Manda rubbed her forehead, feeling that something was wrong.

He definitely couldn't hear Eudora's call in her dream. He no longer had the dream invasion skill. Is there any skill left behind? Why hasn't this happened before?

It could also be that Eudora was talking in her sleep. Although the cottage was not close to the temple, if Manda concentrated on listening, she could really hear it with her powerful hearing talent.

But just now he was concentrating on solving the problem, so he couldn't think of anything to talk about in his sleep.

Is there an oracle?

Hermes's voice was very complicated, but it was definitely not Eudora's voice, but it was different from any oracle Manda had ever heard.

Hallucinated?

It's possible that I haven't slept much in the past few days.

The poet said aside: "You are too tired, go to bed early today, and leave the matter of opening the golden ball to us..."

Manda looked ferocious and said, "Leave it to you?"

The poet laughed dryly and said: "We can only solve problems and never touch the golden ball."

Guatel quit: "At least open this golden ball. It's just the last step. Open it early and go to bed early!"

Manda looked at the hourglass in the temple. It was indeed a bit of a fuss to waste nearly an hour just for an auditory hallucination.

But was that really an auditory hallucination?

Why don't you wait any longer?

But why wait? What else is there to be afraid of? The answer to the puzzle is correct, it is the totem of the God of Fire, it is accurate and there is absolutely no mistake.

Be more cautious?

Manda prayed to Hermes for a long time, but the oracle ring did not respond.

He had been praying to Hermes and Pan every day for the past few days, but there had been no response.

The gods are busy and it is best not to disturb them.

The danger pendant is cold and there will be no danger.

The puzzle is solved correctly and the sacrifice is not damaged.

There seems to be no reason to wait any longer.

Manda stared at the golden ball, unable to suppress her inner impulse any longer, and said with determination: "Open it."

Hera stared at the stone slab and smiled: "Open it, quickly!"

Callisto stood aside, feeling sorry for Sandile.

Guatel picked up the mechanism and started turning it.

The last number was three. Just as Guatel turned around, he suddenly heard a noise coming from outside.

Manda looked outside, but Guatel ignored it completely. Now he wouldn't feel it even if the temple collapsed.

When he was about to turn for the second time, Ogg suddenly rushed in and pushed Guatel down: "Don't move, don't move these balls, don't open them!"

Seeing this scene on the stone slab, Hera became furious and gritted her teeth: "Prometheus, you idiot, the punishment I gave you is still not enough!"

Ogg suddenly broke in, which surprised Manda and made her very dissatisfied.

For some reason, he had an urge to kill Ogg.

Manda did not lose his mind. He knew that Ogg must have his reasons for doing this. He knew that Ogg was family, and family was more precious than anything else.

But the impulse couldn't be restrained. Not only he couldn't restrain it, but Guatel couldn't restrain it either. He got up from the ground, took out an iron rod from his arms, and hit Ogg on the head.

Ogg dodged the iron rod and struggled with Guatel. Guatel was not good at fighting and his skills were much worse than Ogg's. Ogg knocked him down twice, but he did not escape the poet's plot and was beaten with a sap. Hit in the calf.

Ogg screamed in pain and knelt on one knee. The poet shouted: "Quick! Open the ball!"

"No!" Ogg hugged the golden ball tightly and left his back to everyone, allowing them to kick and beat him.

Guatel and the poet were really rude and hit them when they came forward.

Everyone was stunned, and no one knew what to do.

These three people were Manda's direct family members. Eudora only dared to step forward to persuade them. As long as Manda didn't speak, no one dared to dissuade them.

Eudora looked at Manda with red eyes, and Manda was looking at the golden ball infatuatedly.

He smelled the alluring fragrance, heard the alluring voice, and saw the flawless figure dancing seductively in his mind.

Hera closed her eyes tightly, concentrating her thoughts to present the contents of the golden ball to Manda as much as possible.

This was the best chance and the last chance. Manda found a way to open the golden ball correctly without damaging the contents inside. He could open the golden ball safely.

But the intervention of Prometheus also reduced the probability of Manda opening the golden ball. Hera had to take some special measures. As the queen in her heyday, she could open the golden ball with her own hands, and even kill Manda with her own hands.

But now he can only do this, which is almost exhausting the power of his faith.

He thought that no one could resist that alluring figure, but he didn't expect that this move was used wrongly.

If it were just the scent and the sound, Manda might not be able to resist it, but when she saw the figure, Manda lost interest.

That's it?

Can not be done!

No meat!

He pinched Eudora's waist: "It's not as plump as you."

Eudora burst into tears: "What are you still standing there for? Ogg is about to be beaten to death!"

Manda woke up amidst Eudora's cries. He pushed Guatel and the poet away, and turned back to lift up the bruised Ogg.

Ogg held the golden ball and refused to let go, breathing hard: "You can't touch these balls, you can't touch any of them. This is the instruction of the great prophet."

Manda looked at the golden ball, tried her best to resist the temptation, and took a few steps back: "Didn't the great prophet explain the reason?"

Ogg shook his head and said: "The great prophet only said the consequences. You will die for it, the Claudesai family will perish, Seven Star Mountain will fall into endless disasters, and the entire southwest will become as miserable as the southeast."

Manda took a few steps back. The strong fear made the previous temptation insignificant. He said to Ogg: "Good brother, come here first. Let's leave here together. I will lock up the temple."

"It's useless. You will come again. The great prophet told me that there are some temptations that mortals cannot resist. I will stay here. As long as I live, I will not let you get close."

Maybe Ogg is not smart, but when he decides on something, it is almost impossible to dissuade him, because the great prophet told him that what he did was right.

Manda led everyone out of the temple and locked the door. According to Manda's request, Helena could only be allowed to deliver food to him every day.

It's not because Ogg trusts Helena, but because after several years of training, he really can't beat him with Helena.

After leaving the temple and returning to the village, Manda could still feel the temptation of the golden ball, but it was only then that he felt a hint of fear.

"This is not a power that belongs to the world. In that golden ball, there is a temptation that does not belong to the world."

Eudora hugged Manda distressedly and said softly: "It's okay, pray to the gods, pray sincerely, I will pray with you, everything will be fine."

"You saved me, thank you for dreaming about me, thank you for saving me..." Manda shivered in Eudora's arms and fell asleep. Late at night, he suddenly sat up, covered in sweat. Like just fished out of the river.

"What's wrong? I have a nightmare." Eudora wiped Manda's sweat, and Manda turned her face, with a strange light in her eyes.

"It's not you, is it?"

"What, what's not me..." Eudora was a little scared.

"You didn't dream about me or call my name?"

"I, I remember I dreamed about the roast chicken cooked by the cook. The roast chicken tonight was particularly delicious..." Eudora told the truth, she was frightened by Manda.

Manda put on her clothes, walked out of the room, and saw the lion girl standing outside the door.

The Lion Goddess looked nervous: "Where do you want to go?"

Manda looked cold: "What are you doing here?"

"I worry about you."

"Don't worry, go back to your room."

"Do you want to go to the temple? I'll go with you."

"I asked you to go back to your room, don't you understand me?"

"With me at least taking care of you, I also want to see inside that golden ball..."

"Go back to the room immediately, or I'll beat you to death!" Manda's eyes made the lion girl shudder, and she hurried back to the room. Manda turned around and went to the temple.

Along the way, he saw many people going to the temple, some sneaking around, some dodging, and some pretending to bring sacrifices to the gods.

No matter what excuse the other party had, Manda would beat anyone he saw until they dared not approach the temple.

When he arrived at the gate of the temple, Manda saw the sneaky Guatel. He refused to say anything, beat Guatel and ordered him to go back to the stronghold. Then he shouted: "I allow you to leave with dignity." !”

Not long after, the poet left in his wheelchair.

Manda stood at the door and shouted inside: "Good brother, can you hold on?"

Ogg replied from inside: "Hold on, don't get too close, I can't beat you!"

"Do you need me to send someone to help you?"

"No one can help me... Just call Worm, he should be able to do it!"

"I'll call him right away. Thank you, good brother!"

"No need to thank me, I am your family, this is the will of the gods."

"Thank the great prophet for me!"

Manda didn't say anything more. He went to the tavern to call for Worm and got two more cans of good red wine.

Worm went to the temple, and Manda went to Tail Star Mountain.

In the forest halfway up the mountain, Manda sat down.

He poured a glass of red wine and placed it next to Sanjila's tombstone.

"I had a nightmare, a very bad dream. I dreamed that you were lying by the river, dying...

Hermes told me that you have become a nymph. Nymphs are fairies. You will not die, right? This dream isn't real, is it? But, why does it look so real...

It was you who saved me. How could I be so stupid and unable to hear your voice..."

Manda choked, he hugged the tombstone and cried out: "I, I will always pray to Hermes, he will definitely save you, I will keep praying, he will definitely save you, alive , live, survive..."

Manda held the tombstone like this and guarded it until dawn.

The oracle ring lit up.

By the Tianhe River, Pan, who was covered with bruises, hugged the cold Sanjila.

"What happened, good girl, what happened to you?"