Give Me the Name of God

Manda thought Odysseus had escaped, but Odysseus was not that bottomless. He was just confirming the situation. In his impression, as long as he relaxed his guard a little, he might be killed by Kequon.

Fortunately, Kequen was still far away, so Odysseus removed the barrier and used his first-level skills to demonstrate the battle scene.

Seeing Madesa holding the papal scepter, Quequan didn't take it seriously: "I gave it to him. I asked him to serve as pope temporarily. It was I who allowed him to hold the scepter... This bastard, he How dare you ride..."

Odysseus said: "Look at the clothes he is wearing, and listen to the shouts of the soldiers. They are helping their Pope."

Manda said: "This is a war, a war launched in the name of the Pope. He is now the real Pope, not what you call a temporary one."

"It's fake, it must be fake," Ke Kuin, who was lying on the wall, once again had a logical obstacle. "You tampered with the scene at that time, you lied to me!"

Odysseus said: "If I lie to you, you will definitely be able to see the flaw. My methods will definitely not be hidden from your eyes. Look carefully, look carefully, and see where the flaw is?"

"You lied to me, you just lied to me. I've only been away for a few days. How could there be a war?"

It turns out that the logical error lies here, and there is something wrong with Ke Kuan's perception of time.

"Your Majesty the Pope, you have been here for more than ninety years, and everything outside has changed."

"More than ninety years?" A sinister laugh came, and Ke Kuin climbed up to the dome in a few steps. "What a ridiculous joke. I just came here. Was it yesterday? The day before yesterday at most? My subordinates can testify. "

"All of your subordinates have turned into skeletons. Some of them have no skeletons left. Look around carefully. If you can still recognize them, you may be able to find a complete skeleton."

"Lied to me……"

"Look at yourself, do you still recognize your appearance? Look at the clothes on your body, they are so rotten that they cannot cover your body.

Think about the last words your subordinates said to you, think about the holy heaven in your memory, think about the last time you heard the choir singing, is that memory covered with dust?

It has been more than ninety years, Ke Kuien, do you think your own name sounds strange to you?

The world has forgotten you a long time ago. Just find a church and ask the monks inside. How many people can still name you?

As long as they mention the Pope, they will only think of Madesa. They leave all the songs and praises to Madesa. As for you, not a hymn belongs to you, not a poem belongs to you, in the Son of the Holy Kingdom of Heaven. In the hearts of the people, and in the hearts of the divine punishers in the world, you have never existed at all. "

"You're talking nonsense!" Kequen roared, "I have my own hymns, dozens of them, and I'll teach you how to sing them!"

Ke Kui En was about to hum a line, but found that he couldn't remember the lyrics.

"Forget it. It has been more than ninety years. You have forgotten many things," Odysseus said with a smile. "There were many hymns belonging to you back then. Even I have heard no less than ten of them, but there are also What's the use? Madesa doesn't allow these songs to be sung. He wants to completely wipe you out. Only in this way can he become the only pope. Do you understand?"

The coercion of bursts of skills made Manda tremble. Odysseus used his eighth-level skills, but Kequn did not notice it.

Manda quickly let his soul penetrate into his body and put away the clone. He was the closest to Ke Kui En, and he saw that Ke Kui En was in a very wrong state.

He fell from the dome, seemingly not intentionally, but because he lost the ability to stick to the dome.

He was lying on his back with his limbs stretched out, as if he was falling freely without consciousness. This temple was at least thirty meters high, and Manda was really worried that he would fall to death.

But when he was about to land, he suddenly turned over and his limbs landed smoothly on the stone slab.

The hall was extremely quiet. Manda heard the sound of the bowstring loosening. It seemed that the demigod was also touched. He also seemed to have some cognitive impairment in time.

"I have to get out of here." Kequen, who was lying on the ground, shouted loudly, "Let me get out of here, I am the Pope, I want to return to my kingdom of heaven, I have to get out of here!"

The shrill roar made Odysseus activate the barrier again, and he was worried that Kequen would do something more drastic.

Odysseus said: "Don't worry, I know the way out of here, I know how to open the stone door from the inside."

"You know?" Kequen slowly turned towards Odysseus in fear. Although he was protected by the barrier, Odysseus' body could not help but tremble.

"I will take you out of here, and I will help you regain your position as pope, as long as you promise me one thing..."

Before he finished speaking, an arrow flew over, hit the barrier, changed direction, and landed right in front of Kequen.

"Pudala," K'Quin roared, "my fight with you ends here. I want to leave here."

"You're dreaming!"

Feather arrows kept flying at an alarming rate. Kequen dodged wildly in the hall until he retreated under the wall. He jumped up and rushed towards the single room where Pudala was.

There was a sound of bricks rubbing against each other, and Prada suddenly appeared across the hall. In the fourth single room, an arrow shot through the air.

Ke Kuien, who was so anxious that he was heartbroken, did not take any precautions, and the arrow pierced his shoulder. He screamed in pain, used his hands and feet to crawl along the wall quickly, and disappeared into the darkness in an instant.

Manda sighed, he almost succeeded, but he didn't expect that this demigod would come out and do bad things.

But if you want to kidnap the former pope, you still have to deal with this demigod. It may be difficult to get rid of the ninety-year obsession for a while, and I'm afraid I have to leave the gossip to Odysseus.

Just as Manda was about to leave the single room, the sound of rubbing bricks and stones suddenly appeared in her ears.

Could it be that……

An old man with white hair and beard suddenly appeared behind him. Manda wanted to turn around, but a cold arrowhead touched the back of his head.

Apollo's demigod Pdala was standing behind Manda holding Apollo's silver bow.

This old guy can walk through walls. Is this a high-level skill for Apollo believers?

"Who are you?" Prada asked.

"I am a believer of Hermes." Manda answered truthfully.

"Why do followers of Hermes use the Holy Light?"

"This is a long story. Let me tell you slowly."

"Let's talk about it in the underworld. Since followers of Hermes must be familiar with it."

The words fell to the ground and the bow strings sounded. This old guy was really decisive.

Manda leaned down to avoid the arrow, kicked off his feet, and jumped out of the single room.

Several arrows came from behind, and Manda used her flying boots to dodge back and forth.

It's strange. Although the arrows are very fast, hiding is not that difficult. Hermes once reminded Manda that she must be careful when encountering Apollo's silver bow. The arrows it shoots will turn and chase. The target keeps running.

But the arrows shot by Pudala all go in a straight line. Could it be that he was deliberately showing mercy?

After falling to the ground, Manda hurriedly ran towards Odysseus. The former Pope didn't know when he would appear, and Apollo's demigod was unreasonable. It was safer to hide in the barrier at this time.

But when Manda ran over, Odysseus put the barrier away.

"Pudala, I really didn't expect to see you here." Odysseus knew quite a few people.

A sneer echoed in the hall: "Let me see who this is? Isn't this brave Odysseus?"

"I have heard too many similar satires. If it can relieve your resentment, I don't mind if you say something more vicious."

"How did you come here? Did you defect to the God Punisher? Do you want to come here to rescue your Pope?"

"If I had taken refuge in the God's Punisher, I would have killed you a long time ago."

"If only your courage could match your arrogance." Pdala came again and fired the silver bow, but Odysseus showed no fear and walked slowly towards the corridor.

"Don't take another step forward. This is my advice to you." After saying that, Pudaala shot an arrow, and the arrowhead was inserted into the bluestone at Odysseus' feet.

Odysseus smiled calmly: "You have tried your best, but that's all."

After saying that, Odysseus continued to move forward, and another feather arrow flew. Odysseus easily dodged it: "Your warning is only effective for Kequen, because he is going crazy, because he dare not kill After losing you, he still hopes to rely on you to get out of here."

As he spoke, Odysseus dodged three feather arrows one after another. Manda's judgment was correct. The feather arrows were very fast and powerful, but that was all. Odysseus was not known for his speed. With the physique of an eighth-level believer, it was not too difficult to dodge Pdala's arrows.

What's going on? Could it be that Putala was showing mercy on purpose?

Odysseus walked to the stone steps under the corridor, raised his head and said: "For more than ninety years, you have given everything to the gods. It is time for it to end."

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"I want to take Kequn out of here and do something for me."

"I say it again, you're dreaming! As long as I live, no one wants him to leave here."

"You won't live long. If I remember correctly, you are over five hundred years old. Now you are no longer a demigod and have lost your immortality. You are just an ordinary person. How long do you think you can last?"

Is he no longer a demigod?

Manda was stunned. No wonder he couldn't smell the aura of divine power on Putala. Manda thought he was hiding it more deeply.

Pudala did not respond, and Odysseus continued: "I must take Kequon away. There is no way you can stop me. Instead of ending up with an embarrassing ending, let's end it all in another way. I will Try to fulfill your unfinished wish. If I can't do it, let's have a fair duel. At least I can let you leave this world with dignity. Do you think that makes sense?"

The bow strings creaked, and Manda could hear Pudala's anger.

But he still put down his silver bow and looked down at Odysseus: "Put away your disgusting skills, Kequen will appear at any time, take that hairy boy with me."