Give Me the Name of God

At dawn, Harlemon walked out of a farmer's house.

Four bodies lay on the ground, an old man, a couple, and a child.

Last night, the family heard a beggar calling at the door. The beggar just wanted some water. The kind farmer gave him a jar of water and a piece of bread.

This beggar is Harley. In order to avoid Stanley's pursuit, he wandered in the snow for more than ten days. The two soldiers around him were killed by him. Although he could eat some meat, he could not keep dragging the body to escape. If he hadn't met this kindhearted person, he would have died of hunger last night.

This piece of bread gave Harlemon, who was about to starve to death, some strength, so he rushed into the room and killed his entire family.

After sleeping at the farmer's house for one night, Harley went to Yunmang Mountain via the most remote road. He was worried about Stanley's pursuit, but he still wanted to find the remaining three hundred bandit soldiers.

How much more do they have left? Even if people eat each other, at least a hundred will be left. Adding the more than 300 people in the village, the power of 400 people is enough to rule the roost.

After trekking for two days and one night in Yunmang Mountain, Hallemon finally found the previous camp. He saw the bonfire outside the tent. He knew that these soldiers were hungry, scared, desperate, and even a little angry.

They cannot be given a chance to complain, nor can they be shown any mercy. If anyone shows dissatisfaction, they must be killed immediately. Harleymont will never show mercy to soldiers who dare to resist.

"Let's see how much is left first..." As he walked closer, Hallemon found that only two bandit soldiers were warming themselves by the fire. When they saw Hallemon, they were both frightened. It was not the awe they had before, but pure fear. .

A bandit soldier stood up and said, "Sir, you are back."

Hallemon looked at the soldiers, nodded and said, "I'm back, where are the others?"

"Everyone else went hunting."

"How many of us are left?"

"Remaining……"

"I didn't ask you!" Harley looked at the bandit soldier still sitting on the ground and smiled: "Are you lame or mute?"

The bandit soldier quickly stood up and said, "There are still more than two hundred people left."

"They all went hunting?"

"Yes, yes, sir, there is not much to eat in the mountains."

"You have suffered, sit down!" Hallemon sat by the fire and looked at the two of them with a smile, "Everyone is going hunting, why are you two the only ones left to guard the camp?"

"We, we're injured and can't go too far."

"Where is the injury?"

The bandit took off his boots, revealing the wounds on his feet.

"I already have frostbite. Cut off my feet!" Hallemon pulled out his dagger and frightened the bandits into running away.

"You are so stupid to lie to me with a fake wound!" Hallemon threw the dagger casually and inserted it into the back of the bandit's head.

The bandit soldier fell to the ground, and the other bandit soldier collapsed on the ground, his two rows of teeth chattering.

"Why do you stay here? Are you hurt too?"

The bandit shook his head desperately, and Harmon smiled and said, "Where have the others gone?"

"He, they're dead."

"Who killed them?"

The soldier did not dare to speak, so Hallemon drew his sword and chopped off his head. Then he held the Sword of Destruction and looked around.

"Come out, let's put an end to this!"

Manda walked out of the forest with an elusive smile on his face: "These are the only two of you left, wouldn't it be a pity to kill them?"

"There are thousands of soldiers on Tachira Mountain. I originally wanted to lead them to conquer your Seven Star Mountain, but now there is no need to go to such trouble."

"Thousands of soldiers?" Manda laughed loudly, "It would be great if this were true. It's quite cold on the mountain, and I want to burn a few more people to keep warm."

Hallemon's heart trembled, he licked his lips and said with a ferocious look on his face: "Are you Roman Wilkins?"

"We have been guests at each other's homes, and we are considered acquaintances. Please don't be polite. Is that the Sword of Destruction you are holding in your hand? Give it to me, and I will spare your life."

"Okay!" Harley said with a smile, "Come and get it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hallemon raised his long sword and slashed at Manda. Manda dodged and was so fast that Hallemon couldn't see his shadow.

"Whose believer are you? You should be at level three, right?" Hallemon slashed with his sword again, and Manda dodged again.

"Such flexible skills are really rare, you know? The Sword of Destruction can destroy all your skills, and you will become slower and slower. Your feet will be like being tied to stones, and you can only move slowly in the snow. Move slowly, that's it, getting slower and slower. Did you see it? The sharp blade is right in front of you. Don't be afraid. I won't let you die easily. I will cut off your hands first and then your feet. , cut off your ears and nose, and let you freeze to death here."

Manda's steps have indeed become sluggish, and his second-level skills are slowly being neutralized by the Sword of Destruction.

Hallemon handed the long sword to his left hand, and was preparing skills with his right hand. He was worried that there would be an ambush around him, and was preparing to use the twisting skill to quickly eliminate Manda.

This is one of his common methods. He points his sword to the left and his skills to the right, blocking the opponent's evasion route one left and one right. He is about to succeed when he suddenly sees Ogg lifting a huge boulder and throwing it towards him.

Ogli was promoted to the third level. This boulder was enough to crush Hallemon into a pulp. Manda was going to take advantage of Hallemon's dodge to kill him with a golden finger, but he didn't expect that Hallemon would not escape. , swung his sword and split the boulder.

Hallemon brushed off the gravel on his body, looked at Manda and said: "This is the power of God, do you see it? My sword can cut off everything. It is your honor to die under my sword. I will kill you first." You, and then take his life!"

As soon as the words fell, the lion girl flew out of the air, with a crown on her head, and with a roar, a golden light hit her face.

Hallemon easily defused the golden light with the Sword of Destruction, then snapped his fingers and activated the distortion technique.

The lion girl tried her best to dodge and escaped from Hallemon's sight, but her wings were still injured and she fell into the snow.

"It's your turn!" Harlemon rushed towards Manda. Ogg also wanted to rush over, but ran two steps but suddenly stopped in place. The great prophet told him not to get close to the enemy, otherwise he would die.

Hallemon prepared to stab Manda to death with the Sword of Destruction, then use the twisting technique to kill Ogg, and finally deal with the injured Lioness. Seeing that the sword edge was approaching, Manda did not run away and directly pulled out a shield from the air.

It was the shield again, and Harley was laughing wildly in his heart, laughing at himself for losing to such a stupid guy.

You can't think like this. As long as you survive to the end, you won't lose. All shields in this world are just rags before they are destroyed. When he fought with Stanley, his physical strength was already exhausted, and he only wanted to escape in embarrassment, so Stanley escaped. One calamity.

He wasn't going to miss this time, he was going to stab Roman Wilkins in the chest with one blow, even though it would be too cheap for him to die like that.

But when the sword edge touched the shield, Hallemon felt resistance that he had never experienced before. A burst of sparks flew. Hallemon felt his right hand go numb and heard a terrible crisp sound.

Sword, sword of destruction...

Hallemon looked at the broken sword in his hand, the fourth-level artifact, the Sword of Destruction, which was broken.

The Sword of Destruction is extremely sharp, but in front of Aegis, it is as fragile as a branch.

Either don't take action, or do whatever it takes to take action. If Manda dares to come here and wait for Harley, he will be ready to fight to the death, even if he risks being eroded.

The huge impact caused Harley to fall to the ground. Manda raised the Aegis and slammed the sharp edge into Harley's knee.

Hallemon screamed and his legs were broken.

"Thank you, the great Lord of the Gods!" Manda put the Aegis into the "Lair of the Savage Dragon". In just a moment, he already had the urge to praise Zeus.

Seeing Harley's hands making tearing movements, Manda stepped aside and cut off Harley's hands with her golden fingers.

"Tie him up!"

Guatel brought an iron chain and tied Harlemon to the tree, and then prepared to light a fire.

"I beg you, please!" Hallemon wailed loudly, "Sir Wilkins, I know I was wrong. I beg you to let me live. I have a lot of treasures and artifacts on Tachira Mountain. I’ll give it all to you, I’ll give it all to you, I beg you!”

Manda didn't want to listen to his nonsense, those things were already his.

He closed his eyes, put his hands on his chest, and prayed to Hermes.

The flames rose, and amid Hallemon's screams, the oracle ring on his index finger glowed green.

This was the response of the gods, and the emerald glowed, proving that what Manda had done was approved by Hermes.

The voice of Hermes came to my ears: "That woman's soul was sent to the foot of Mount Olympia, and will start a new life under the nourishment of nymphs. Your sacrifice has been approved by me, and you have the qualifications to advance to the fourth level." Qualifications.

In addition, you can also realize a wish, a small wish, don't be too greedy. "

Manda thought for a moment and said in her heart: "I want to hear her voice, her last voice."

Hermes, like a tape recorder, reproduced Sangela's last moments of voice, only half of which Manda heard:

"The enemy is marching very fast and should reach the mountainside before dark. There is only one road in the red pine forest. I can no longer accompany you. Please help me take care of Eudora.

If you want, please kiss my lips again, for you, it's all worth it. "

I do, but it's a pity I didn't hear it.

The god's voice disappeared, and Manda opened her eyes.

The lion girl limped over to Manda and touched his cheek.

"Are you crying?"

"It's just a drop," Manda murmured, "I once envied the count so much, because even if he dies, he can still have your loyalty. Now I no longer envy you, but she will never come back."

…

After walking through the long mountain road, walking through Blackwater City, and mixing in the ranks of refugees, Oskar, a believer in the goddess of hunting, walked for half a month and finally returned to Tachira Mountain.

When escaping from the valley, Oscar had already made up his mind not to go with Hallemon. He knew what Hallemon would do when he was hungry.

Meeting two soldiers on patrol at the foot of the mountain, Oskar waved: "Come here! Come here quickly! I can't walk anymore. Do you have anything to eat?"

The two soldiers stopped and Oskar shouted: "Come here quickly, are you all deaf?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his feet suddenly sank into the mud.

Oh no, it's a dungeon hunter.

But seeing the two soldiers approaching, Oskar immediately opened his bow and fired an arrow. The two hid behind the rock, and the arrowhead sank into the rock.

The two soldiers were Siegsel and Old Yaman. Old Yaman pulled out the arrow from the rock, smelled the fishy smell on the arrowhead, nodded and said: "That's him, I recognize the smell."

Oskar drew the longbow, and he only had one feather arrow left.

"Don't come here. If you dare to come here again, I will kill you."

Zigese sighed and said: "If I don't come over, you will sink into the mud. Do you really want this?"

The desperate Oskar shed tears. Mount Tachira was right in front of him, but he didn't expect that he would die here.

He shot another arrow at Siegsel's head. Siegsel dodged it calmly. Now Oskar lost all weapons to fight back.

Old Yaman put on a golden crown and transformed into the form of a hydra.

"I heard that you are very good at using poison. Let's compete."

A burst of sand covered Oskar's eyes, and the Hydra appeared behind him, biting Oskar's neck.

Oscar's legs gave way and he fell to the ground. Hydra looked down at him and said slowly: "I will use nine kinds of venom. This one will make you lose your strength, and the next one will make you fall." Entering the flames, the next one will cut off every piece of flesh on your body..."

It’s a long chapter, and I enjoyed reading it once. Thank you for your support.