Give Me the Name of God

　　 In the depths of Stanley's manor, there is a special room. Apart from him, no living person is allowed to enter.

　　 This is a small temple where his natal **** is enshrined.

The tall Hades idol sits on the throne, holding two prongs, looking down at the altar at his feet, the three-headed dog Cerberus squatting at Hades's feet, looking down at the altar with a stern look Offerings.

　　 The sacrifice is a three-tailed black scorpion that is longer than an adult's arm. On both sides of the black scorpion are four requiem plants and eight palm-sized human face spiders.

Joel, kneeling under the altar, was very nervous. This was not the same as the sacrifice he knew. There is no doubt that he was deceived before. Even if the gold coins he saved were not won by Manda, he could only buy more. A fake sacrifice.

　　 This is the sadness of the believers of the ancient gods. From entry to promotion, it is more difficult to find the correct method of sacrifice than to find a needle in a haystack.

　　 "Are you ready?" Stanley wore the priest's robe, lit the sacrifice, and stood beside Joel.

　　 Joel nodded.

　　 "Recite his honorable name with me, the lord of the underworld, the **** of plague, who is in charge of lost lives and underground wealth, the great Hades, my master, please look here..."

　　 After reciting the oath, Joel cut his palm, dripped blood into the pure gold sacrificial vessel carved with twelve skeletons, then closed his eyes and silently waited for the call of the gods.

　　 It suddenly became cold in the room, and Joel felt that his body was about to freeze, hissing, roaring and indistinguishable whispers sounded in his ears at the same time, making him feel his skull slowly bursting, and his brain slowly flowing out.

　　 The violent pain caused Joel to lose consciousness, and a voice that made people tumble in his ears rang out:

　　 "The door of the underworld is open for you."

　　 ticking!

　　 There was the sound of blood dripping from the sacrificial vessel. Seeing that Joel had no response, Stanley opened his mouth and poured the blood in.

　　 The blood burned Joel's throat and esophagus like a fire, and when it flowed into his stomach, Joel felt his whole body burning.

　　 Stanley stepped forward and covered his mouth to prevent him from spitting out the blood, and then put some medicine soup on his forehead.

　　 After a meal, Joel calmed down. Stanley wiped off his sweat and asked softly: "Do you feel the gift of the gods?"

　　 Joel nodded.

　　 "Do you feel the supreme glory?"

　　 Joel whispered: "I feel it."

　　 "In front of the gods, answer me loudly, what do you feel?"

　　 "I feel it, the supreme glory."

　　 After finishing this sentence, Joel lost the last trace of strength and fainted in Stanley's arms.

　　 Stanley summoned four living corpses, carried Stanley and left the temple.

　　 Cleaned the altar. Stanley prayed under the idol for a long time before leaving. As soon as he returned to the mansion, he saw the waiter rushing in, sweating profusely: "The Viscount sent someone to see you immediately."

　　 Stanley sighed and rode his horse to the castle.

　　 Viscount Gesack looked very calm, and he invited Stanley to have a drink with him.

　　 After drinking the glass, he picked up the can and smashed it to pieces in front of Stanley.

　　 "When are you going to keep that idiot? The new sergeant of the God's Punishment Army has noticed him. How much trouble do you plan to let this idiot cause me!"

　　 Stanley got up and saluted: "My lord, please give me three more days."

Gesak calmed down and said for a long time: "I don't know what is special about this idiot. If you like beautiful boys, I can give you a few. After three days, if I see him again, I will burn him. Die at the gate of the castle!"

　　 Joel fell asleep for two full days, and when he woke up, he found that Stanley had prepared porridge and water for him.

　　 "You should have celebrated with food and wine, but you are hungry for two days and can only eat light food."

　　 Before Stanley could finish, Joel grabbed the jug, drank it upside down, turned his hand to pick up the porridge, and gobbled it up.

　　 "Don't be so impatient, slow down." Seeing Joel's state, Stanley smiled satisfied.

　　 Eating and drinking, Joel hit a few full hiccups, looked at Stanley eagerly, and asked: "Am I successful?"

"Look at what I brought you?" Stanley took out a dead rabbit and placed it next to Joel's bed. "Try to inject your power into it, imagining it is part of your body. "

　　 Joel touched the rabbit's body and shook his head inexplicably. He didn't understand Stanley's meaning.

　　 "Concentrate a little bit, focus your thoughts on your fingertips, and feel the power gathering there, a little itchy, a little tingling, a little numb, that's it, take your time, don’t be anxious..."

　　 Under Stanley's guidance, Joel felt the power flow between them. After a dozen breaths like this, the rabbit stood up suddenly, screamed, and bit Joel's finger.

　　 Joel was shocked, and quickly retracted his hands. The rabbit stood trembling by the bed, as if he might fall down at any time.

　　 "You are still too impatient," Stanley shook his head, "To make it a part of you, think of it as your hand, your third hand, slowly control it, let it do what you want to do."

　　 After a dozen attempts, Joel finally did it. He asked the rabbit to push the jug in front of him.

　　 "I succeeded, succeeded!" Joel almost broke his throat in excitement, and Stanley touched his head, "Relax a little and get a good night's sleep. There is a sacrifice tonight."

　　 "There are sacrifices?" Joel was startled, "I'm already in the ranks."

　　 "Don't want to get more glory?"

"Could it be that you can still be promoted to Tier 2?" Joel couldn't believe his ears, and he shook his head. ."

　　 "Listen to others? Who are they?" Stanley sank his face.

　　 Joel immediately realized that he had said something wrong, he even questioned Pluto’s third-tier followers for some baseless rumors.

　　What is the concept of second-order believers? He is a talented person out of a thousand, a strong man who dominates one side. The first-order believers of the few demon gods in the tavern are just a few ants in his eyes at this moment, and wealth, power and glory are slowly moving towards him.

　　 For the first-tier believers to immediately be promoted to the second-tier, Stanley must have paid a great price. What is his purpose for doing this? Joel was even more sure of his previous guess that this is his need for promotion, and training a second-tier believer is a condition for the third-tier promotion to the fourth-tier.

　　Although it was used, it did not affect Joel's ecstasy. There would be some risks to directly promote to the second rank, but it was like a gambling game. He was full of confidence in his talent.

　　 Extraordinary people will eventually walk out of extraordinary roads, Knight Stanley, when I step on your head one day, will you regret your choice today?

　　 Joel couldn't sleep, but he still forced himself to close his eyes to nourish the spirit for the second sacrifice.

　　 After finally getting through the night, Joel followed Stanley to the temple. After becoming a first-order believer, he obviously felt the changes in his body~www.wuxiahere.com~ He could easily follow Stanley's footsteps without any difficulty at all.

　　 The statue of Hades is still majestic, but the altar is very deserted, no sacrifices are seen, only one sacrificial vessel is seen. Unlike the previous pure gold sacrificial vessel with carved skulls, this sacrificial vessel is a real skull, a black wine glass made of human skulls, and it is filled with red wine like blood.

　　 "Do you need other sacrifices?" Joel asked tentatively.

　　 "Just ignore those, tell me, do you feel the glory?"

"I can feel the glory all the time. This is the glory that the gods bestow on me. You gave me the opportunity to get close to the gods," Joel said excitedly. "In order to become a true believer, I waited for a long time. For five years, I have experienced countless cold eyes and ridicule during these five years, until I met you..."

"Five years is not a long time," Stanley smiled and interrupted Joel. "Do you know how many years I have been a Tier 3 believer? From thirty-six to forty-six, I waited for ten years. This I have tried countless methods in the past ten years, but I can't finish the third-order cultivation path. It wasn't until two years ago that I found that my divine power no longer increased, and I really knew what I needed."

　　 The candlelight was swaying, and the cold wind hovered in the temple. Joel trembled and looked carefully at Stanley with a ferocious look.

"Lower your head, our **** is here, and he is watching you." Stan used his hand to press the back of Joel's head. "Our **** told me that I need a **** blood stone, and ordinary **** blood stone is not enough. , It must be a blood stone of the same origin. Pluto’s blood is too few. I can’t find a believer with the same origin, let alone a ready-made blood stone. But the gods really care for me. He let me meet you. , Tell me again, do you feel the glory?"