Give Me the Name of God

The ancient gods live on Mount Olympia, and the Lord of Divine Punishment lives on the deep blue celestial body.

Where does Typhon live? What about the Primordial Gods and the Titans?

Manda has never thought about this kind of problem, but now it seems that he needs to think about it carefully.

He crashed into a rock in the underworld, which led to a strange place where the Sphinx was.

First of all, one thing can be confirmed. The location in front of you is definitely not in the human world. There is no place in the human world where you can't see the sun but can see it.

Determining the current location is very important. Manda smells a trap. This trap is likely to be fatal. Without reinforcements, the chance of him escaping is slim.

The three-headed dog had driven him here, where the Sphinx was waiting for him to take the bait.

But why doesn't the three-headed dog take action in the underworld?

It should be that he didn't want to offend Hades, so he could infer that it would be better to fight with the three-headed dog in the underworld. The three-headed dog would be restrained in the underworld. In this unknown place, I'm afraid the Sphinx would not have any scruples.

Manda's thoughts were running rapidly, but the Sphinx didn't give him much time to think.

"Tell me, how do you want to die?"

Manda thought for a moment and said, "You can take me up to the sky and then drop me to death."

"It's neat and tidy, I like it," Sphinx nodded and said, "Take off your flying boots first."

"Wait a minute! It's too ugly to fall to death!" Manda thought for a moment and said, "How about this, you stab me first, and then I stab you again, let's see who dies first!"

Sphinx nodded and said: "Okay, take off your battle clothes first!"

"Wait a minute! Using a knife is not polite enough. How about we use our fingers?"

The Sphinx let out a long sigh and said: "I should chop off your hands first, and then cut out your tongue. Manda Crowder, don't play tricks on me. I know you very well. You should cut off your tongue first." To be clear, do you want to die?"

"To tell you very clearly, I don't want to."

"If you don't want to die, just sit down and have a nice chat with me."

Manda sat obediently on a large bluestone. If the Sphinx was a first-level god, Manda would definitely have the courage to fight. Even if he was a second-level god, Manda would have the courage to compete with him for several rounds.

But after Typhon was resurrected, the Sphinx was upgraded, and he is now a sixth-level god. Even on Mount Olympia, the sixth-level gods are quite important.

Manda now has a temple, but it has not yet reached the highest level of mortals. From the perspective of gods, it is just a white duck.

Let a white duck challenge the sixth level one-on-one, even if it is said that it is an egg hitting a rock, it is considered to be an exaggeration for Manda.

Is He really the Sphinx? Judging from the shape of his face and curly blond hair, he looks a bit like a lion.

Manda said with a straight face: "What do you want to talk about?"

"I want to discuss a business deal with you. Don't believers of Hermes like to do business the most?"

"It turns out it's business," Manda cleared her throat and bowed deeply like Pan, "distinguished guest, what do you need?"

"What do you think a god needs to ask of a mortal?"

Manda pondered for a moment and said, "Can you put on some clothes first? I can't concentrate on thinking."

The Sphinx put on a tulle and continued: "As mortals, the only thing you can call precious is..."

"If you wear any thicker clothes, I won't be able to concentrate on listening to you."

The Sphinx put on another layer of gauze: "You mortals are the most precious..."

"Can you wear something less transparent..."

The Sphinx roared, making Manda tremble in fright. Manda had heard the roar of the Lion Girl countless times, but the penetrating power and shock of this roar were far beyond the comparison of the Lion Girl.

"If you dare to interrupt me again, I will bite your neck off. Where did I say it?"

"Mortals are the most precious!"

"Did I say that?" Sphinx frowned and said, "Forget it, don't say those useless things, I need the Pearl of Faith."

"That kind of thing is not easy to handle!" Manda showed the face that a businessman should have.

"If it's easy to do, why should I come to you?"

"But the Pearl of Faith does not belong to the mortal world. You are really making things difficult for me."

"Are you really serious that you can't get it?" Sphinx's face darkened.

"If the quantity is not too large, I can think of a way, but the price..."

"I want 20,000!"

Manda was shocked, this really embarrassed him.

He had blackmailed Odysseus a lot, but he also ruined a lot before he was promoted to the seventh level.

Although the ministers prayed to Mengda Baikuga every day and still produced forty or fifty pearls a day, these few pearls were just enough for Manda to repay the debt to the god of celestial bodies. There was still a little left over, three to five hundred pearls. It's easy to say, but one mouth is 20,000, which is not an amount that Manda can afford.

"Twenty thousand pills cannot be obtained."

"If you can't get it out, you can ask Hermes."

Looking for Hermes for the Pearl of Faith?

That's not impossible, but what would the Sphinx give in exchange?

The Sphinx offered an astonishing price: "In exchange for your life."

Use Manda's life in exchange for 20,000 pearls.

"Are you doing business or kidnapping?"

"It makes no difference to me," laughed the Sphinx.

Manda bit her lip and said, "Do you think my life is worth that much?"

"I guess Hermes cherished his only disciple."

Manda took a deep breath and said: "I don't think this is appropriate. Your father and I, the great Typhon, had a very deep relationship before. We are like brothers..."

"Enough!" Sphinx roared, and Manda felt that her blood flow suddenly stopped.

It was either an hallucination, or it was still. Just at that moment, Manda felt that all his organs had stopped functioning.

This is the difference between true gods and mortals, especially for high-level gods. If his roar were more violent, Manda's heart might stop beating forever.

"Don't ever mention Father to me again," the Sphinx said angrily. "He has given you so much help, and yet when He needs you, you are here telling these silly jokes!"

"Typhon needs me? Where is he?"

"Shut up!" There was another roar, "I told you, don't mention my father again. It's me who is doing business with you now. This matter has nothing to do with Him!"

Manda rubbed her chest, gasped and said, "I can't bring out too many pearls, so I can only ask Hermes for help. You have to help me get in touch with Hermes."

The Sphinx smiled slyly: "Do you still need my help for this kind of thing? You are the only believer of Hermes, so he can't keep an eye on you every day?"

"Will you stare at your followers every day?"

"When I'm not here, I will keep an eye on Huerna every day, so I know everything about you. Do you understand?"

"Understood." Manda nodded. He discovered one thing. The Sphinx's sophistication and cunning were just an act.

In the two sentences just now, He revealed two important pieces of information. The first piece of information was that the pearl was for Typhon. Typhon was severely injured and would probably need to use the Pearl of Faith to heal his wounds.

When Typhon is in trouble, Manda should help, but she cannot just hand over the pearl, because kidnapping is not a business, and even if the ransom is paid, the other party may continue to extort, and there is even the possibility of a fight.

The second piece of information is that the Sphinx cannot monitor Horna here for a long time, which proves that this place is isolated from the outside world under normal circumstances, and Manda cannot easily contact the gods.

But since the Sphinx wants pearls, it must open a channel to communicate with the outside world, and it is impossible for Manda to carry so many pearls with her.

"I need to pray to Hermes, and He must hear my prayer in order to answer it."

The Sphinx smiled calmly and said: "I didn't stop you from praying. Maybe your voice was not loud enough for the gods to hear clearly."

He was testing Manda, and he was worried that Manda had some special way to contact Hermes without restriction.

"It's not just something I say that counts as a prayer," Manda said. "Prayer requires ritual and the most basic piety to the gods."

Sphinx said impatiently: "Just say what you want!"

"First of all, sacrifices are needed. Praying to Hermes requires offering cooked food."

"It's easy!" The Sphinx waved his hand, and a huge golden wing flashed across the water in an instant. After a gust of wind, the wings disappeared, and dozens of fish appeared in front of Manda alive and kicking.

The Sphinx stretched out his hands, two beams of flame burst out from his palms, and dozens of fish were quickly cooked.

"Is this enough?"

Manda nodded and said: "That's enough, but we still need an altar."

The Sphinx waved his hand, and a flat stone came to Manda.

"Is this okay?"

"No," Manda shook his head, "The altar should be in the temple."

The Sphinx said angrily: "You want me to build a temple to Hermes?"

Manda shook his head and said, "It's not that troublesome. All it takes is a house that can protect you from wind and rain."

The Sphinx shook his head and said: "You have too many tricks, and my patience is almost exhausted."

"The gods on Mount Olympia are very harsh. They never accept impious prayers. You should know this very well. Besides, you have observed me for so long and you should know that I will never recite Hermes in the wilderness. ’s honorable name.”

Sphinx frowned and said, "I'll find a place for you. I hope you can make do with it, otherwise our business will collapse."

He grabbed the Manda and flew to an altitude of more than sixty feet. He flew across a swamp and came to another forest.

This place was bigger than expected. Manda couldn't see the boundary and couldn't find the direction. He had to adjust his escape plan.

Arriving in the center of another forest, the Sphinx placed Manda on the ground. There was a wooden house here. It was very simple, but it basically met Manda's requirements for a temple.

"Can you make do with it?"

Manda nodded and said: "With this sincerity, the gods will not be picky about anything."

Entering the wooden house, Manda found that there was only one room, which was a bit troublesome.

The room was very messy, with piles of crossbows and arrows of different sizes, as well as many animal furs.

"A group of hunters once lived here. This little debris shouldn't affect Hermes's mood, right?"

Manda shook his head and said: "It's very influential. The gods will never look at such a dirty place. You must clean it up."

"Me? Clean? Must? Are you talking to me?" Sphinx said angrily, "I'll give you half a day to clean this place yourself!"