Give Me the Name of God

The method of sacrifice mainly consists of two parts, one is the totem and the other is the sacrifice.

The sacrifices are all the same, snake tooth grass, sand butterfly silk and tuman root plus mercury.

The totem is a little more complicated. The first thing Sanjila thought of was the emblem of the Claude Sai family, but Manda disagreed.

"Too many people know our family emblem. If someone tries it randomly, it will bring unnecessary danger."

Sanjila puzzled: "But the gods all do this. Just like the main gods, many people know their symbols, but they still use them as totems on their altars."

Manda pinched Sanjila's nose and said with a smile: "When your man has the strength of the Lord God, it won't be too late to have such arrogant ideas."

After thinking for a long time, Manda drew an eagle on the ground: "Use this as our totem."

"But this isn't..."

"Shh!" Manda signaled Sanjila not to say more. He knew that Pan Shen was still eavesdropping outside.

The eagle represents Sanguila, who was a harpy when she was on earth.

Sanjila's cheeks were red and she stammered: "I, my status is not enough, every time, every time I offer sacrifices, you can't see me, I, I don't have a messenger, you can't see anything. arrive."

"It doesn't matter if I can't see you. It's good that I know you're there." Manda knew that the time of separation was coming soon, but he didn't want to see Sanjila's tears. "We had sex several times last night. I remember it was eleven times." !”

Sanjila punched Manda again and shyly stretched out three fingers.

"Only three times?" Manda expressed disbelief, but Sanjila didn't bother to argue with Manda.

"It takes thirty candles to outline our totem, do you understand what I mean?"

Of course Sanjila understood that, she selected thirty points on the totem, and each point must be carefully designed and measured.

This is equivalent to adding a password, and it will be very difficult to accurately draw the totem.

"Is thirty too many?"

"It's not much. It's right to be cautious after all," Manda whispered, "How many times can you come to the temple every month?"

Sanjila thought about it and said: "At most twice, I am just a nymph, and I have to serve the person in charge most of the time."

Manda sighed softly. In the human world, he was an all-powerful lord, but in the God Realm, he could only live a life of a poor couple with his own woman.

Sangila cannot be allowed to suffer forever. When he truly becomes a god, he must have at least a status of no less than the fourth level.

"On the third day of every month, I will sacrifice to you once. Only the sacrifices that appear on that day are real. No matter what appears on the altar at other times, don't touch it."

Sanjila nodded and drew the symbol on the altar bit by bit.

Having carved Manda's deeds on the cliff before, Sanjila learned a lot of painting skills. The symbols she painted were very exquisite, and it took Manda a while to fully master them.

Looking at the flying eagle, Sanjila was in a trance: "Does this count as me stealing your altar?"

"This is a temple that belongs to both of us. How can it be considered stealing?"

"A temple for two people?" Sanjila smiled, "How can there be such a god?"

"Why not? We are gods intertwined."

"Intertwined..." Sanjila's face turned red again.

God Pan, who was sitting on the tree, couldn't bear it any longer. He shouted: "How much longer do you need? If you are not in a hurry, can I go somewhere else?"

Manda shouted: "Almost a quarter hourglass! You'd better wander further away!"

…

Two days later, Manda followed Pan and left Mount Olympia. Before leaving, Manda asked Hephaestus for a tough helmet. The journey was not too painful.

Returning to the mortal world, it was about to break at dawn. Manda walked out of the secret room and carefully returned to the bedroom. After leaving without saying goodbye, Manda would inevitably be scolded by the Leo Girl again. Manda wanted to have a good sleep before anyone noticed.

But as soon as he entered the bedroom, he realized something was wrong and someone was in his room.

The man tried his best to hide his breath, but couldn't escape Manda's nose. Manda lay down on the bed and took a look, and found Moira hiding under the bed.

Her face was covered with tears, and she kept covering her mouth and nose with her hands, worrying that she would make a sound, almost suffocating herself to death.

"What happened? What are you doing?" Manda quickly hugged Moira out, only to hear Moira sobbing and saying: "We are together, we are together all night, and we have never been apart. Pass!"

What's going on? What does it mean to be together all night? I have obviously been gone for several days!

Could it be that someone pretended to be himself and took advantage? Could it be King Bayer?

This thought just flashed through my mind. After thinking about it for a moment, I realized that it was unreasonable. King Bayer did not have the guts to challenge him directly. Even if he had the guts, Horna, Moira, and Medusa were all here, and he would not This strength.

"You said I'm always with you, what exactly do you mean?"

"That night, we were together all the time. You said you had no strength and wanted to take a rest. You fell asleep, and we were together all the time..."

She was talking about the night before she left, and her memory seemed to stay there.

Manda quickly hugged Moira and comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid, good girl. Don't cry. It's okay. I'm here."

There were footsteps outside the door, and Moira trembled with fear.

The lion girl opened the door and walked in. Seeing the two of them hugging each other tightly, she frowned and said, "You are really in such a good mood that one night is not enough? Let's have something to eat."

Her memory also stayed on that night, and the memories of the following days were stolen.

Needless to say, an old friend is here.

It's Odysseus' old dog again.

Manda raised her head and smiled: "Where did Medusa go?"

Horna was surprised: "Isn't she always here?"

Moira shook her head desperately and said, "She's not here, she's dying."

Both Huerna and Moira had their memories stolen, but Moira was of a higher class than Huerna, and her divine power was stronger here. She could still struggle under the skills, and she felt fear.

As for Medusa, she had a higher status and stronger strength. She probably resisted, but failed.

But Medusa's body is becoming more and more complete, and she should not lose to Odysseus in a one-on-one fight.

Does this old dog have helpers?

"Come, both of you, sit next to me."

Horna frowned and said, "What are you going to do again? You'd better keep torturing her. I'm not in the mood today."

"Come here when I ask you to, don't ask for a beating!" Manda raised his eyebrows, and the lion girl quickly sat next to him.

"Close your eyes and have a good sleep!" After saying this, Manda took a deep breath and flew up with the entire house.

There are not many ways to deal with Odysseus. The easiest thing to think of is to use the original power to harden steel.

But Odysseus has suffered losses before, so he may not be fooled this time.

Even if he is fooled, he still has other means, such as trying to reason with Manda.

So Manda used a safer method and took Odysseus directly to heaven.

Odysseus was at the eighth level and was probably surrounded by helpers of comparable strength. To be on the safe side, Manda passed directly through the second barrier and flew to more than 20,000 feet.

The two women sat motionless on the bed. They had already turned into stone men. It is estimated that Odysseus's condition was not very good at this moment.

He walked out of the room, pushed aside the stiff maid, and when he reached the stairs, he quickly smelled the breath of divine power.

Following the breath all the way to the hall, Manda saw Odysseus sitting on a chair.

There was another person sitting next to Odysseus, who was also an acquaintance.

High Priest Franes—a seventh-level disciple of Zeus and the holder of the artifact.

Can these two people get together? There are no less surprises in the mortal world than in the divine world.

What are they doing? When did you come? Come to seek revenge? Why not go on a killing spree?

Seeing as they have not harmed their family members, should they be lenient?

Thinking too much.

From the day they walk in, they should prepare their funeral arrangements.

Manda moved her golden fingers and was about to cut their necks. Unexpectedly, Odysseus suddenly moved, and Franes also moved.

It was like the clay sculpture suddenly moved, which really shocked Manda.

Odysseus smiled and said: "You really gave us a surprise, Marquis Claudesay."

Franese said coldly: "I didn't expect you to have new skills, but you didn't expect that I had a way to crack it."

Can followers of Zeus decipher the skills of the celestial god? Why haven’t you heard this from the God of Celestial Bodies before?

He was lying. Manda's intuition came from nowhere. He was sure that it was not Franes who cracked the skill.

He had another intuition. There was a barrier around Odysseus and Franes, a spherical barrier, protecting them inside.

What kind of barrier can help them resist such a powerful skill.

Manda had another intuition. This barrier seemed to be exactly the same as the barrier outside Mount Olympia.

Strange, why are there so many intuitions today?

Odysseus spoke: "Forgive me for coming uninvited. I have been sitting in your house for so long without drinking a sip of wine, eating a piece of meat, or killing anyone. This shows our sincerity."

Manda nodded and smiled: "Why do you come to me?"

"We are all old friends. Naturally, we came to see you for business."

"Tell me."

"I came under the command of the Goddess of Wisdom and want to ask you for some followers."

"believer?"

"You occupied the entire country of Bayer and turned Hermes into the faith here. The goddess of wisdom also wants a share of the pie. As long as there are 10,000 believers, they don't need to be so pious. They can also believe in other gods. , but a prayer must be offered to the goddess of wisdom at least once a day, and a sacrifice must be made at least once a year.”

What does Athena want a believer to do? Is He still alive?

Manda stared at Odysseus for a moment and smiled: "I thought you said asking for it just now. Do you think asking for it is a business attitude?"

"I blame my inaccurate choice of words," Odysseus smiled. "If you can agree to the goddess's conditions, the goddess is willing to share the faith of a god with Hermes."

"Which god?"

"How about a human god, known as the Fang Tearer? Is it a deal?"

Manda wanted to get more information, but another idea came to her intuition.

Ignore them and trap them to death.

This is indeed a correct tactic. The house is flying in the sky, and Manda can spend as long as he wants.

But the problem is that this intuition has become a combat consultant, and notification sounds appear in my mind from time to time.

Is this really intuition?

Manda mobilized all her senses and suddenly felt a halo.

It's not a gaze, just a peek.

A peek from God.