Give Me the Name of God

Manda prayed to Prometheus and, after receiving permission, entered the temple with Guatel and the poet.

Guatel yawned profusely, and the poet forced a smile. The two of them got ready and cooperated with Manda to solve the problem together.

This time Manda was not in a hurry. After repeated calculations on the sketch, he determined all the points on the golden ball. After measuring the distance of each point, there was only one job left, which was to turn the mechanism and open it. golden ball.

Manda said solemnly: "We are about to see the weapons made by Vulcan himself. Are you excited?"

The poet held his breath, tried to blush a little, and pretended to be very excited and said: "Thank you for giving us this honor."

Guatel agreed: "Okay! Do it quickly! Go to bed after you finish it!"

After experiencing the last problem-solving incident, both the poet and Guatel were overdrawn. They felt sick when they thought about the golden ball, and they felt nauseous when approaching the temple. Without the temptation brought by Pandora, the so-called mystery of the puzzle, the pride of the craftsman, transcendence Communication between life and death is not that important.

Guatel's mental state was extremely poor and he twisted the wrong mechanism several times. Fortunately, the poet was supervising and the third golden ball was opened smoothly.

Manda found a golden nail among the debris on the ground.

It's bigger than a nail, about six inches long. Could it be a chisel?

Manda poked the chisel on the table, then placed a wooden stick on it, and then tied a rope to both sides of the wooden stick. Isn't this a scale?

"This is obviously not a balance!" The poet couldn't bear it anymore. "Master, this is just a chisel. The construction method is... a very simple chisel."

The poet didn't know how to describe it. If he hadn't been worried about being punished by the God of Fire, he would have really wanted to laugh at this rough craftsmanship.

The old goat said that Vulcan made three weapons, two belonging to Hermes and one belonging to Vulcan himself. Since it is not a scale, it proves that this weapon belongs to Vulcan.

Compared with the Ruler of the Tianhe, this chisel actually has certain weapon functions. The tip is very sharp and can be used to stab people...

It shouldn't be that simple. There are still two contracts to be completed before promotion. During this period, Manda can always keep these three weapons. There is definitely no harm in researching their uses.

He handed the chisel to the poet and said: "This is a treasure that the God of Fire spent thirty years carefully building. I will give you three days to find out its use."

The poet picked up the chisel, looked at it for a moment, handed it to Guatel and said, "Did you hear the master's instructions?"

Guatel took the chisel, looked at the poet first, then at Manda, curled his lips and said: "What else can a chisel do? Haven't you ever used a chisel?"

"Presumptuous!" Manda said angrily, "When you say something like this, are you worthy of the hard work of the gods? Are you worthy of the trust of the gods? Could it be that the gods have spent thirty years making only an ordinary chisel?"

The poet angrily scolded Guatel: "You are wrong to do this!"

Guatel looked aggrieved and said: "This kind of thing is too complicated, let's leave it to the poet."

Manda looked at the poet, who shook his head and said: "Guatel is a favored one by the gods. I believe he can better understand the wishes of the gods."

Guatel said: "You are my teacher. I learned all my skills from you. I definitely don't understand what you don't understand."

Manda said angrily: "Are you trying to shirk?"

The poet angrily scolded Guatel: "Look at your attitude!"

Guatel sniffed, with tears in his eyes, and remained silent.

After dealing with Hephaestus's chisel, Manda continued to solve the problem and soon opened the third golden ball.

When the fragments were scattered, the eyes of the three people lit up at the same time.

Gold skeleton balance, a balance in the true sense.

The base of the scale is a complete golden skull, with a spine more than a foot high inserted on the skull as a support. The spine is divided into six pieces that are narrow at the top and wide at the bottom. The connection is very strong, and no nails or glue marks can be seen. I really don’t understand what kind of construction method Vulcan used.

There is a clavicle on the spine, which is the crossbar of the scale. There is a radius hanging on each end of the clavicle, which serves as the "hanging wire" of the tray.

Next, we come to the most exquisite part of the construction method - the two trays of the balance. These two trays are composed of the bones of the two complete palms. Each wrist bone, metacarpal bone and phalanx can move freely, just like a human palm. Likewise, objects placed on the scale for weighing can be grasped.

The entire balance is composed of dozens of bones, and each joint can move. The balance as a whole is extremely strong, and there is no trace of connection from top to bottom. This skill completely impressed the poet and Guatel.

They touched the scale carefully, and their fingers could not help but tremble every time they touched it. The poet said to Manda: "Master, give me three days, and I will definitely be able to figure out the purpose of this scale."

Guatel sniffed and said, "I can do that too."

The poet shook his head: "This balance is too complicated. You can't control it. Let me teach you."

Manda was very satisfied with the attitude of the two and finally handed the scales to the poet.

After placing the three weapons, it was time for Manda to prepare for another thing. He planned to go to the Kingdom of Dispatches in the north to explore the way.

After coming to this world for so many years, the northernmost place Manda has ever been is the Iron Mountain Town where he was born. He knows nothing about the Bayer Kingdom in the north of the kingdom. Now let him go to a kingdom where houses are built with ice blocks. Stealing a national treasure obviously requires a little more preparation.

Of course, stealing is a bad idea. According to Pan Shen, the goat's head can become their national treasure, and the head of Medusa can also become their national treasure. This proves that their attitude towards national treasures is still relatively casual, so Manda plans to use more Brilliant means: deception.

If you lie, you can't do without Chuyt.

Chuitt must accompany him, and in addition to him, there must be a helper.

In addition to being unfamiliar with the people and the place, Manda has another serious concern about this trip, and that is Odysseus.

There is only a tundra between the country of the Patriarchs and the extremely cold land. Odysseus holds the right eye of Medusa, and the Kingdom of the Patriarchs holds the four skulls of Medusa. According to Manda's speculation, this Much like a trap.

It's just that Manda has to escape this trap, and he can't be promoted unless he gets Medusa's head.

There are not many ways to defend against Odysseus. Medusa's method of fighting with breath may be effective, and adding an Athena believer should also be of some help. Although it is only the third level, Manda still brings Cherdan.

The last helper is Worm, which comes entirely from Manda's tactical deduction. Worm's fighting method is different from others. He spends far more energy on combat preparation than on judgment and response during the battle.

In the process of dealing with Odysseus, this is obviously an advantage. He can take away Worm's memory, but it is difficult to take away Worm's worm threads.

Helpers were prepared, food and clothes were prepared, and a route had to be planned. Manda had never been to the country of dispatchers and could only judge the general direction through the map, which brought uncertainty to the journey to the underworld.

Moreover, it was not safe to bring three people at once, so Manda decided to go there first, choose a good place, and then bring three people through it one by one.

After everything was ready, Manda put on a heavy cotton coat, entered the underworld, and embarked on a journey to the ice and snow kingdom.

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Sheltai gathered his troops and came to the city, and the siege horn sounded again.

Bucken was a little tired. Looking at Shelty sitting upright in the military formation, he really wanted to step forward and ask, what is the point of doing this?

First, the ordinary soldiers feigned attacks, and then the Titan believers feigned attacks. The feint attacks became more intense each time, and they looked like real ones, but what was the use of it? It just leaves more corpses.

No matter what Shelty did, Bucken could not lead his troops out of the city. All Shelty did was to waste precious soldiers.

"Out of respect for life, I sit here and accompany you." Staring at Shelty in the distance, Bucken showed a contemptuous smile.

In the blink of an eye, it was dusk again, and the last attack began. Bucken was somewhat looking forward to it. This was the only thing worth looking forward to in the whole battle. Whenever it came to the last attack, Shelty would come up with some new tricks.

But Bucken was disappointed today, it was the Battle Tower.

Shelty sent out a battle tower that was exactly the same as the previous battle, and slowly moved forward under the push of the giant.

The previous battle tower was still placed under the royal capital, which Bucken used to humiliate Shertai.

"Is he really shameless?" Bucken pointed to the sentry tower under the city wall. "Even if he doesn't cherish the lives of soldiers, he should at least cherish the precious steel. Isn't there always a shortage of steel in the south?"

Dwight reminded: "Your Majesty, the wind is a bit strong today."

"You think I didn't notice?" Bucken sneered, "You think this stupid trick can catch me?"

Bucken hooked his fingers, and several collectors stood on the top of the city under the protection of shield soldiers.

Their bodies contain the sacred blood stones of the followers of the Wind God. Although their skills are not proficient, basic operations such as controlling local wind direction are not a problem.

Soon, the wind around the city's head disappeared, and the battle tower approached to a distance of about a hundred feet. A feather arrow shot out from the gap in the deck, touched Bucken's cheek, and hit the guard behind him.

Bucken wiped the blood on his face, nodded and said: "He has prepared more sophisticated archers in the battle tower, but what's the use of this?"

Dwight quickly ordered the shield soldiers to protect Bucken. This time Bucken did not refuse. His level six skill could only withstand 70% of the attacks. It was not safe to face such superb shooting skills.

"There should be followers of the false god Apollo in the tower. What a pity! What a pity!" Bucken raised his right hand, and he created a field of sparks in the sky above the battle tower.

Out of respect for Shelty, Bucken also made some changes. The sparks he created did not have any light, and were almost undetectable except for some smoke and dust above the battle tower.

When the battle tower was less than sixty feet away from the city, Bucken lowered his right hand, and Mars fell immediately.

"The same beginning, the same ending, two bloody lessons should make you realize the reality, Shelty, give me a little surprise next time." Bucken laughed loudly, but not long after, the laughter stopped.

There was no smoke coming out of the battle tower, no screams, and the battle tower did not even stop. It was now less than forty feet away from the city.

Dwight said from the side: "Your Majesty, what are you waiting for?"

Backen was a little confused. Dwight quickly activated the fifth level skill. He did not have the strength of Backen and could not create sparks without light. More than a dozen fire snakes flew towards the battle tower, and one or two fire snakes got inside. In the battle tower.

It is impossible for these two fire snakes to annihilate the enemy army, but at least they will cause heavy damage.

What he didn't expect was that the battle tower showed no response and was still moving forward, less than twenty feet away from the city.

Bucken looked at the battle tower in surprise, and then at Sheltai in the distance. He realized that something was wrong.

The God's Punishment Army at the top of the city was in chaos. They raised rocks and smashed them at the battle tower, but the damage caused was very limited. .

Dwight kept using his skills, but the battle tower never stopped.

There was a loud noise, the city head trembled, and the battle tower hit the city head.

The exit at the top of the tower opened wide, and strong Titan believers rushed out.