Give Me the Name of God

The old man still didn't know enough about Manda, and he didn't know enough about the followers of Hermes either.

This is not his fault, because there are too few followers of Hermes, and he does not know much about this world.

Want to use Pluto's fifth-level skill to let Manda's soul leave the body? He thinks too much.

Followers of Hermes are experts at soothing souls.

But he replied: "Of course."

This sentence is very fatal.

This allowed Manda to take the Thunder Scepter from him, and the price Manda paid for this was the Double Serpent Staff.

It doesn't seem like a good deal. The Double Snake Staff is a complete artifact, while the Thunder Scepter can only be considered a half artifact.

Manda had kept Zeus's artifact. He knew how to use the Thunder Scepter and the power of the Thunder Scepter. But most importantly, Manda was familiar with the characteristics of the Double Snake Staff.

The dense lightning kept rushing towards the old man. The old man used his double snake staff to fight hard. He was very flexible and resisted most of the lightning. If he couldn't resist it, he used his body to bear it.

Under the cover of the double snake staff, the old man counterattacked with the lightning strike technique.

Manda did not dodge, he withstood the lightning strike and firmly grasped the double snake staff in the old man's hand with his right hand.

The old man glanced at the double snake staff and licked his lips.

The situation was awkward. The double snake staff absorbed a large amount of lightning, but the old man could not use the double snake staff to fight back.

The double snake staff can absorb all skills, but it must follow two rules:

First, the absorption and release cannot be from the same person

Second, absorption and release cannot be the same skill.

The old man absorbed the lightning and he could not release it.

But Manda can.

Manda used the double snake staff to release the black storm, and the powerful hurricane blew the old man to the ceiling of the cave.

The double snake staff absorbed too much lightning, and the old man had to hang it on the roof of the cave for a while. Manda carried the thunder scepter and the double snake staff, looking up to the sky and laughing all the way to the entrance of the cave.

As for the Shield of Aegis, I'll talk about it next time I get the chance. Facing such a powerful opponent, it's not easy to get back half of the artifact.

But before reaching the entrance of the cave, Manda was washed back by a huge wave.

Poseidon's skills...what kind of monster is this?

Manda stood up from the huge waves, holding the thunder scepter in one hand and the double snake staff in the other. He gritted his teeth and looked at the old man falling slowly from the roof of the cave: "What else do you want?"

The old man put away the spray, sighed, and sang: "Chong the grain, pound the grain, pound the grain into cooking, but the rice is not cooked before it is cooked, so good friends, don't rush it!"

Manda blinked and looked at the old man: "Are you singing?"

"Do you feel particularly friendly? This is a poem from my hometown. My hometown is also your hometown."

Manda was stunned for a long time and asked, "What does this poem mean?"

The old man was startled: "Don't pretend to be confused. You can't understand such a simple poem?"

"It sounds a little familiar. You can just explain it a little or two."

Judging from the tone and sentences of Manda's truth, the old man was speaking the mother tongue of Manda's previous life.

You can also hear individual words Manda, such as "beloved person", such as "cook". Although I don't know which "cook" it is, this pronunciation is unique to the mother tongue.

The reason why I couldn't understand the whole poem was partly because the old man had a serious accent, and partly because of the limited Manda culture.

I also studied ancient poetry in my previous life, but only at the high school level.

When I was in college, I was a pure science and engineering guy, and the gorgeous ancient poems gradually faded from my mind.

After graduation, he accidentally became a gambler. When he won money, he had the urge to compose a poem. But looking at the expressions of the losers, he needed to think more about how to take away the money he won. When it came to real gambling. There are not many people at the table who can afford to lose.

Even in high school, he might not be able to understand such poetry-style words and phrases, not to mention that he had experienced the Jurassic journey for eighty-two years in his previous life.

The old man became more vigilant. A tribesman reminded him that if the other party could not understand the poetry of the Qinges people, the other party was probably not Manda, but Hermes in disguise.

"You really can't understand?"

Manda wanted to get some information about the Qinges people, so he tried his best to hide it: "I can understand it, but there are only one or two places that are a little obscure. Just explain it."

The old man did not explain. He asked instead: "Tell me, what does it mean to grind grain?"

Rushing into the valley... A brave warrior must have rushed into the valley. Manda replied confidently: "This is a war song!"

"Ah!" the old man roared, "I should have known you were the guardian of thieves and liars. Don't underestimate me. This is the human world. If I hadn't been limited in strength, I would have fought you!"

This roar frightened Manda out of her mind.

He said he was the guardian of thieves and liars, and he thought I was Hermes?

He said that his power is limited. Could it be that he is a god?

No matter if you think of him as Hermes, it would be best if you can scare him.

Manda wished she could immediately use her prank skills to look like Hermes, but then she thought about it, the real Hermes would not take the initiative to reveal his identity, he would continue to deal with the opponent in a joking manner.

"I think you have recognized the wrong person. I am one of your tribesmen, and I am Manda Cloudsey. I didn't hear the poem you said clearly. Please repeat it again. Maybe I will understand it this time."

"Stop playing such cheap tricks. Since you are a god, you should have the majesty of a god. You act like a mortal and perform deceitful tricks. But you don't know what is shameful about it?"

The old man became more and more excited as he spoke. Although he still spoke in common language, there were a lot of weird grammar and vocabulary, and Manda couldn't understand him anymore.

"Since you don't want to talk properly, I don't want to talk to you anymore. If I don't have anything else to do, I'll just leave."

"Wait a minute!" the old man said with a straight face, "You have defrauded me of a divine weapon. I am out of control of you. I will admit defeat in this battle. But if I keep fighting with you, it may not be easy for you to escape. I There is a way to achieve both ends, I wonder if you would like to give it a try?"

"Try, just try." Manda just wanted to leave as soon as possible, but he did not ignore the old man's ability.

"Since you are a god, you should abide by the laws of the gods. In my hometown, gods are like this. You are the protector of merchants and have always abided by the creed of fair trade. Today I want to make a deal with you."

"Come and listen."

"The fact that you can find this place proves that you have met Odysseus. I really want to know his whereabouts."

Does he not know the whereabouts of Odysseus? Isn't he a friend of Odysseus?

Isn't this a trap set by Odysseus?

Manda said: "What benefits can I get from telling you his whereabouts?"

"You can leave with the Thunder Scepter, and I won't bother you."

Manda was stunned, this old man was so innocent and cute.

He has such great strength, but he is arranged to squat in a cave to guard the mandala. This may have something to do with his simple temperament.

"I can tell you the whereabouts of Odysseus, but why should you believe me?"

"The gods may lie, but they should not violate their creed. You believe in fair trade. I am just using a precious artifact in exchange for a piece of news. I believe the news will not be false."

Manda smacked her lips. If she wanted to leave safely, she must betray Odysseus. Could Manda do such a thing?

sure.

"I can only tell you where I saw him. As for whether he is still there, I can't make any promises about that."

Manda revealed the whereabouts of Odysseus, and the old man immediately moved out of the way.

Are you really going to let me go?

Manda walked outside the cave, and the old man walked to the entrance of the cave.

Looking at each other for a moment, Manda asked: "Can I know your name?"

"If you are not from my tribe, you should not know my name. This gift is given to you in vain for acquaintance." The old man gave Manda a white handkerchief, which was a piece of high-quality silk. There was no pattern on the handkerchief, only pure white.

Manda didn't dare to stay long, so he quickly left the mountains with his scepter and flying shoes.

…

At dawn, Odysseus walked out of the barrier and came to the river to drink water.

The cold river water steamed over his body, carrying the breath of an eighth-level believer, together with the smell of rotting corpses, slowly floating in the air.

There was a gust of cold wind behind his head, and Odysseus turned around suddenly and found Qijero, a Chingesian, standing behind him.

"How did you find it here?" Odysseus asked.

Cajero smiled: "You deliberately spread your breath, didn't you just hope someone would find you?"

Odysseus said: "I want to live."

Cajero said: "I can help you survive, but the prerequisite is that you have to give me that thing."

"It's okay to want something," Odysseus knew what the other person wanted, "but you have to give me a living body first."

Cajero shook his head: "The deal has been agreed, but the order still needs to be discussed."