Give Me the Name of God

Pan and Callisto talked for a long time. If they were not worried about Hera being suspicious, they could have a more in-depth communication.

"I believe my father will not refuse this business." Pan took two cans of good wine and sent Callisto to the door of the palace.

Callisto saluted: "I look forward to hearing from the Master of Order."

When they parted, God Pan's ears trembled, and he heard the chisel sound coming from the other side of the cliff again.

"The quarrel is really endless," Pan said with emotion, "I wonder if it's Hephaestus or Ares this time?"

Callisto smiled and said: "It might be Hera. She often goes to the cliff to modify some deeds. Do you want to go and see the deeds she doesn't want to see?"

Pan Shen shook his head and said: "Let's change it to a more suitable day. No matter which one of them I bump into, I will still be a little embarrassed."

…

Hearing the annoying chiseling sound coming from the cliff, Ares slammed the wine glass on the ground: "This damn cripple keeps giving me trouble, I must find an opportunity to teach him a lesson!"

The war goddess Enyo floated in the air, gently wrapped her body around her husband (who was also his brother), and said softly in her ear: "Go, my god of war, my man, I haven't smelled blood for a long time. It tastes good!”

"I mean, find a chance..." Ares blushed, turned and sat back on the chair.

Hephaestus and Ares have two things in common: First, they were born from the same father and mother, and their physical talents are equal, which means that their original power is equal.

The second is that they have special believers. Ares is worshiped by soldiers, and Hephaestus is worshiped by craftsmen. Even after the decline of the ancient gods, these two groups still secretly worship their gods and work for them. Provides considerable power of faith.

Now they have one difference: Ares' authority in the world has been taken over by Cronus, and the power of his faith belongs to Cronus.

Hephaestus's power of faith remained unchanged.

In short, Ares has a high probability of defeating Hephaestus.

He is arrogant, cruel, and vicious, but he is not stupid.

He decided to find an opportunity to tell Hera about this.

…

Hera also heard the sound of chiseling and saw Callisto walking into the temple. He stepped forward, grabbed her hair and slapped her twice.

"Where have you been?"

"I went to Pan to exchange for some wine, but he got stuck." A month ago, the god Pan apologized to Hera: He accidentally killed his maid Sandil because of excessive force.

Hera did not make things difficult for the god Pan, but she also made demands. First, Pan should find a nymph to replace Sandil as soon as possible. Second, Pan should pay him a compensation.

The matter of the nymphs was postponed first, and the compensation must be paid immediately. Pan gave back all the jewelry that Hera had sold before, and also paid off the debt owed to Hermes for Hera. Hera was very satisfied with this. , Sandile’s matter was no longer pursued.

From then on, the job of purchasing was left to Callisto.

Hera took Callisto's wine jar, took a big sip, and praised: "Excellent wine. It seems that Pan likes you very much. Have you passed by the cliff? Did you see who was drilling the rock there? wall?"

Callisto shook his head and said: "I only heard the sound and didn't see anyone. I didn't dare to look."

"Hiding it quite deep, it must be that ugly guy again!" Hera took another sip of wine and threw the wine can to Callisto, "Take it and share it."

…

In the palace of Vulcan, Hephaestus, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by the sound of chiseling. He couldn't help but cursed: "Shameless man, change it. Let me see what you can change! The truth is only One, you can’t fool everyone, I will restore it tomorrow!”

…

God Pan watched Manda from above the clouds. He always felt that this guy was not injured, but he was just sleeping soundly.

He summoned a breeze and blew it on Manda's cheek, but Manda didn't react at all.

He sprinkled some dew on Manda's face, but Manda still didn't respond.

He lowered the temperature around Manda. According to common sense, Manda should shiver unconsciously, but Manda did not move at all.

Could it be that this guy is really sick?

In fact, Manda is awake now, but she is very scared inside.

In the past, an occasional gust of wind, a few drops of water falling on my face, and a shiver would have been normal.

Now he discovered that there was a reason for all this.

He kept his eyes closed, but he could feel God Pan's presence.

He couldn't see anything, but he knew what Pan had done to him.

He could feel Pan's gaze, and he could feel Hermes' gaze.

It may be because he is close to the seventh level and his divinity has reached the peak of mortals, or it may be because of Typhon's skills that he has absorbed a lot of divine power recently.

But the biggest possibility is the blob of blue liquid I just swallowed.

Manda was indeed painful when he first swallowed it, and he felt that many parts of his body were torn apart.

But after sleeping for a whole day, he found that the situation was not that bad. The torn parts of his body had regenerated, and there seemed to be an extra internal organ.

Strange, how did I know that I had an extra internal organ?

Manda knew a lot of things. He knew that he was being watched by gods, he knew when the gaze started and when it ended, and he even knew which god was watching him.

The blue liquid of unknown origin did frighten him, but judging from the current situation, it definitely did not bring bad results.

God Pan closed the clouds leading to the mortal world, and Manda also felt the disappearance of his gaze.

Lying down and pretending to sleep is quite tiring. The reason why he avoided Pan Shen just now is because he hasn't figured out Pan Shen's intention yet.

If it is because the newly born God's name is successful and is rewarded, then it is naturally a good thing.

If it was because the newly born God's name failed and he was reprimanded, that would not be too bad.

The most worrying thing is that this has nothing to do with the name of God. God Pan noticed that Manda and the poet were using the gold skeleton scale and came to inquire about it, so he had to respond carefully to this matter.

If you use it, you must use it. If you have been watched by Pan Shen before, it is impossible not to admit it.

All the functions that should be discussed must be stated, but the inferences about the origin of all things cannot be stated. Exploring things that should not be explored may lead to death.

As for the pearl, you must not talk about it, otherwise it will harm both yourself and Sanjila.

But what on earth is that? What if one day I couldn’t help but cough up in front of God Pan?

Manda took out a pearl and looked at its value using a first-level skill.

Not a single gold coin was seen, which was strange.

Is this thing worthless? This is at least a pearl of good quality. Even if it is sold at the price of a pearl, it is still worth three to five gold coins.

Maybe this is not its true appearance, and the value of the pearl can only be seen from the liquid.

Do another test?

Manda was a little scared, he didn't want to face the evil scale.

But if you wait until you are promoted, the scale will no longer belong to you, and you may not even have a chance to take a look at it.

By the way, Kunta, call Kunta and let’s go take a look together.

Manda came to Kunta's house, and the maid said that Kunta was not there.

Manda saw at a glance that the maid was lying and took a general look at the mansion. Manda quickly found Kunta in the warehouse.

The terrifying perception is completely different from the previous perception.

Quinta was frightened, thinking first about how to hide the book, and then about how to hide himself.

Manda didn't give him a chance to hide. Kunta wanted to leave the door, but Manda blocked the door and touched his head. Kunta wanted to jump out of the window, but Manda blocked the window and tickled his chin. Kunta wanted to go into the tunnel, but Manda sat on the tunnel entrance first and pinched his cheek.

Kunta didn't run away anymore. He was angry. He opened his eyes wide and shouted at Manda: "I did it. I stole the book. What do you want? If you want to beat me, I will be punished!"

Manda pinched Kunta's nose and said, "Who said I'm going to punish you? I'll take you to see something different."

"What's different?"

"Golden Skeleton Scale."

"I've seen that scale."

"There's something you haven't seen today."

…

Manda came to the secret room where the poet kept the balance, closed his eyes and felt it, and when there was no god watching, he asked the poet to take out the balance from the box.

After taking out the scale, the poet carefully left the room. He was still sitting in a wheelchair. This was his habit. He didn't want too many changes, but this scale gave him too many changes. The moment he handed the scale to Manda, he felt at ease. His mission was completed, and the changes brought about by this scale were over.

Manda took out a pearl and asked Kunta: "Have you seen such a thing?"

"This is a pearl, it should be of high quality. You should know the goods better than me." Kunta didn't recognize this thing at all, and Manda didn't want to ask any more questions. He was about to put the pearl in the tray on the right, and suddenly heard Kunta Ta put one ear to the table and said, "Wait a minute, the balance has something to say."

Manda followed Kunta's example and put her face on the table, listening quietly. Kunta seemed to hear some sounds, but Manda heard nothing.

"The scales say, there are too few. Take them all out. What belongs to you will eventually belong to you."

"Is this really what the balance said? Why didn't I hear a word?"

"The poet cannot hear it, but the scale speaks to me."

Manda was deeply suspicious, but she couldn't think of a reason for Kunta to deceive her.

He took four pearls and placed them on the right tray of the scale. Kunta lay on the table and listened for a while, then said to Manda: "Take them all out, it's useless for you to keep them now anyway."

Manda thought one thing clearly. This scale is conscious and can communicate with Kunta in a unique way.

As for why it was Kunta, Manda didn't know. Manda believed that Kunta wouldn't lie to him, but it was hard to tell about this scale.

However, the scales were right about one thing. These pearls were indeed useless if left on Manda. He did not dare to hide them on the Styx Islands or in his backpack. He could only hide them on his body at all times to prevent being caught by the old man. Goat found.

It was very hard to hide them so cautiously all the time, but Manda was worried that these pearls might have other uses, so she simply took out eight pearls and placed them on the tray, while the remaining nine pearls were still hidden in her sleeves.

The five finger bones grabbed the eight pearls. This time the crossbar swung for a long time and gradually stabilized. A large group of cyan liquid appeared on the left tray.

Kunta looked surprised and said, "Did you see it? It's the same as the cyan color."

"The same color as which cyan?"

"Like the cyan in the picture, this is the most primitive element, right?"

Manda couldn't answer, he didn't know the answer, he didn't know whether Kunta was asking him or the scale.

Kunta put his ear on the table again, listened for a while, looked up at Manda and said: "This is the belief in the era of chaos, also called the original power."