Give Me the Name of God

"Why don't you, a coward like you, find a turtle shell to hide in and spend the rest of your life? After living for more than two thousand years, you don't even know how much weight you have? How dare you go to Kequen? What are you doing with him? ? Kneel down to him? Do you dare to look him in the eyes? If you stare at him for two breaths, you will pee your pants!"

Manda didn't know what was going on between Akira and Odysseus. Along the way, Akira used all his vicious words to humiliate Odysseus, but Odysseus could bear it. no respond.

After leaving the underworld, Akira was not used to the dusk sunlight. He got into the shade of the tree, leaned his back against the big tree, put the hood on his face, and said slowly: "Let's rest here for a while. Let’s set off again after dark.”

Manda smiled and said: "A demigod is actually afraid of the sun. If it spreads, it will probably become a joke."

"If you want to laugh, laugh now. Don't wait until word spreads." Akira glanced at Odysseus. "Follow that coward to find Kequon. You don't have much time to laugh."

After taking a short rest and waiting for the sun to completely set, Akira led the two of them into a valley.

There were no roads in the valley, only snow and countless tree roots and vines beneath the snow. Fortunately, the three of them had their own means and quickly reached the center of the valley.

"Stand here and wait quietly."

"Wait?" Manda was stunned, "The palace hasn't come yet?"

"The palace is moving most of the time. Just like animals looking for food, the palace needs to eat, and the people in the temple also need to eat. You are quite lucky. According to my inference, he will stay here for a while. Two days.”

Everyone waited until midnight when they suddenly felt a tremor under their feet. Akira smiled and lowered his voice and said: "It's here. It's very tired. It wants to sleep here. Don't make too much noise before it falls asleep." .”

After waiting for a while, the tremors in the ground disappeared. Akira looked at the two of them and said, "It fell asleep. You can dig the soil."

Manda said: "Pluto has long known that Ke Kui En is here, right?"

Akira shook his head and said: "Pluto only knows that there is a moving palace underground and nothing else. Stop asking these boring questions. My mission has been completed. I wish you good luck."

After being silent all the way, Odysseus finally spoke: "Aren't you going to fight with us? This matter is not only related to the mortal world. If the Kingdom of Romulu returns to the control of the God Punisher, the gods will Much of the faith will be lost.”

"Fight together? With you?" Akira smiled, "I thought you were just cowardly, but not stupid. Do you think it is possible for me to fight with you again? Don't let me see your face again, otherwise I will I will tear your face off, this is my last advice to you."

Amid a series of curses, Akira's figure slowly faded until it disappeared. Manda looked at Odysseus: "Have you ever fought together?"

Odysseus sighed and said, "I said, I have fought many times, but sometimes my performance is not so good, but don't worry, I am well prepared this time."

"Once again, we are negotiating business with him, there is no need to fight to the death."

"As long as you start a war with him, you must be prepared to fight to the death."

"You are the eighth level, I am the seventh level, and there is an eighth level demigod inside. I want to see how much trouble this eighth level warrior can create."

Manda and Odysseus began to dig in the soil. Manda cut off the vines and tree roots with her golden fingers, while Odysseus used silk threads to uproot them. In a short time, the whole person was like an excavator and a crane, and soon they were on the ground. A deep pit was dug, and after digging through an earth wall, they saw a staircase leading underground.

Manda wiped the dirt from her face: "It seems we are in the right place."

Odysseus shook his head and said: "I don't know if I've really come to the right place. I would rather go to the Holy Heaven than face Kequen."

Just like the first time they arrived, the two walked along the stairs into the long and narrow corridor. Both sides of the corridor were still full of gorgeous and exaggerated murals, and underneath the murals were dusty skeletons.

Odysseus was not interested in those skeletons. He touched the murals and carefully felt the texture of the paint.

"I seem to know where this place is." Odysseus quickened his pace and quickly reached the end of the corridor. Manda saw the familiar stone door again.

"Give me this door!" Manda walked to the door with a smile and fumbled for a raised stone next to the stone door.

He still remembered Ogg's method of opening the stone door, twisting it left and right, and then pressing it hard.

Manda made a gesture to open the door and waited quietly for the stone door to open.

After waiting for about a minute, Shimen didn't move at all.

Manda looked at Odysseus awkwardly: "Maybe we have to try a few more times."

"Do you want to go to the restaurant?" Odysseus smiled, "I'm afraid if we come at this time, there won't be much food left in the restaurant. This is the door leading to the hall."

The door to the hall? Isn't this the same door as the one I saw last time? The memory from many years ago may be a little blurry, but Manda will remember the distinctive features, especially the mechanism next to the stone gate, which is exactly the same as in his memory.

"How do you know this is the door to the hall?"

Odysseus smiled and said, "Do you think the murals in the corridor are just decoration?"

He held the stone and turned it twice to the left, once to the right, and twice to the left. There was a dry friction sound, and the stone door slowly opened.

It was dark behind the stone door. Odysseus groped for a moment in the darkness and touched a pillar made of metal.

Among the pungent dust, Manda smelled a special smell. The pillar was made of gold.

Feeling his way up the pillar, Odysseus came upon a basin-like object, also made of gold.

Odysseus reached into the basin and touched some grease.

"The real oil extracted from the sea monster has not dried out after so many years." Odysseus smiled, rubbed a ball of flame with his fingertips, and ignited the cotton wick in the oil.

It turned out to be a lamp, made of pure gold, an oil lamp as tall as a person.

Set against the golden lamp panel, golden lights illuminated a corner of the hall.

Since coming to this world, Manda has never seen such a gorgeous building. This hall is more than twice the size of the Royal Palace of Romulu Kingdom, and at least three times as high.

In the center of the hall, leading directly to the dome, there are three floors of corridors surrounding it.

There were no seats on the first floor of the corridor, and there were many corpses scattered on the ground. Judging from their clothes, they should be soldiers of Itathua.

There are seats on the second floor of the gallery, and there are several corpses hanging on the railings of the gallery. Manda also recognizes their clothes, and they should be the elders of Itashua.

The corridor on the third floor is not clearly visible. It is a series of single rooms, just like the boxes in a grand theater.

Odysseus was very excited and lit several oil lamps one after another. It seemed that he was very familiar with this place.

"The palace of Troy!" Odysseus smiled excitedly, "It's still there."

"Have you been here?"

"Of course I have been here, otherwise why would I stay in that wooden horse for a day and a night? Do you know how crowded it is? Do you know how bad the air is? If it weren't for Achilles lying next to me, I'm afraid even I couldn’t hold on for half a day!”

Manda asked a serious question: "What did you do in the Trojan?"

Odysseus did not answer. He pointed to the high platform in the hall and said, "Look, the throne of King Troy!"

Following Odysseus's finger, Manda saw the throne.

Is this a throne or a bed? It won't be a problem for three or five people to lie on it.

"The Golden Palace of Troy is such a nostalgic place. If it weren't for this palace, how many people would have survived that tragic war?"

Manda asked in surprise: "Did you participate in the Trojan War for the sake of the palace?"

"Otherwise, for what purpose?" Odysseus smiled, "Do you think it's really for Helen? Ask Agamemnon if he would fight with the entire Mycenaean army for his brother's woman. Troy.”

"What do you want in the palace? Just wealth?"

"Yes, it's just wealth," Odysseus answered very frankly. "We plundered the palace for three whole days. All the ships were full, and some of them sank, but in fact we only robbed less than a third of the treasure,

On the fourth day, the palace suddenly disappeared, as if it had never existed. Some people were unwilling to accept that long war for ten years, and they had paid too much for it. They insisted on waiting for the palace to come back.

But I feel that I must go home. I have been away for too long. I can’t imagine what my kingdom has become. "

Odysseus walked onto the high platform and gently touched the throne: "Agamemnon has always wanted to move the throne of Troy, but unfortunately all the soldiers he called could not move the throne at all. The powerful Kingdom of Troy fought against it on its own. A coalition of hundreds of kingdoms, if it weren’t for that Trojan horse, no one would know what the outcome of the war would be like.”

Odysseus was deeply immersed in the memories of two thousand years ago, but Manda only cared about one question: "You and Achilles were in the wooden horse..."

Halfway through, Manda seemed to hear some voices.

There was something moving in the hall, as if it was in a single room in the third floor corridor.

The third single room from the left, the fourth, the fifth...

His speed was so fast, his position kept changing, but he made almost no sound, but Odysseus didn't notice anything.

Manda snapped her fingers to remind Odysseus to be careful. When Odysseus came to his senses, a piece of holy light swooped down from the corridor.

Odysseus clenched his wrist and opened the barrier. After several attacks to no avail, the people on the corridor changed their target to Manda.

Four beams of holy light flew from four different directions. Manda was quick to dodge them one after another. A muffled roar sounded, making Manda tremble. Two beams of golden light struck from the air again.

Divine Sword Seal! Manda jumped left and right to avoid the golden light, and suddenly felt a wave of heat coming from above his head.

A large number of sparks were flying overhead. Manda didn't know where these sparks came from or when they appeared here.

They are both at the eighth level, and the gap is really big. The contemporary Pope Madesa is not in the same level as him.

From the moment of the confrontation until now, the former pope has not given Manda a chance to fight back.