Give Me the Name of God

Chapter 230 The Sorrow of Broken Arm

Although it was already March, the weather was still very cold, so Manda, who was in the clone, put some clothes on herself.

It is now confirmed that the clone can use first-level skills, and its flexibility and strength are equivalent to the main body. The second-level skills have not yet been verified, and the third-level skills cannot be verified. It is hard to say whether it can steal other people's skills. What is certain is that the clone cannot use it. Illusion, as for the fourth level skill, it would be great if it could be used.

If it really works, Manda can theoretically create an infinite number of clones, but Manda has tried hard to use the clones for a long time, but cannot use the fourth level skill.

In addition, he can complete the conversion between his real body and his clone in a very short time. Each conversion only takes a few breaths, and the whole process is very smooth.

After making sure that he had mastered the skills proficiently, Manda decided to use his clone to go out for a walk. Before doing so, he put his real body on the bed and arranged it as if he was sleeping, so as to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings caused by someone breaking in.

After being prepared, Manda quietly walked out of the stronghold. The guard at the door was taking a nap. When he saw Manda standing in front of him, he quickly stood up and saluted.

Manda glared at the guard fiercely. The guard was about to defend himself, but Manda signaled him to be silent.

It seemed that the appearance of the clone was flawless. Manda walked on the wasteland with satisfaction and couldn't help laughing.

"This looks like me, but it's not me, and no one will ever know!" Although to others, this is not much different from Manda's real body, but Manda still has an inexplicable sense of joy. Like a thief, excited and excited.

Trying the second-level skill, Manda started running. After being promoted to the fourth level, the second-level skill was strengthened. Manda's speed became faster, and he ran around the village several times in the blink of an eye.

He wanted to run further, but when he ran into the woods at the foot of the mountain, he felt a strange pulling feeling in his navel.

With every step he took, the pulling feeling became stronger and stronger, like a rope pulling around his stomach.

Under the moonlight, the shadow of the copycat is vaguely visible. The visual distance between the copycat and the copycat is no more than four hundred meters. In terms of current strength, this distance is the limit between the clone and the real body.

Manda sat in the forest and fell into deep thought. Through the experiment just now, he discovered the first use of the fourth-level skill-the perfect alibi.

For example, if he is in Almon's castle and wants to do something secretly, he can pretend to be asleep in front of Almon, and then use his clone to do the thing without anyone noticing.

But this is only feasible in theory. To put it into practice, three conditions must be met:

First, the process of creating a clone cannot be discovered.

Second, the avatar cannot be discovered when doing things.

Third, the safety of the real body must be ensured.

The latter two conditions are easy to say, but the first condition is too difficult. It requires witnesses to prove that one is really asleep, and one also needs to be unaware of the ghost and create a clone. Just thinking about it makes people sleep. I have a terrible headache.

After thinking for a long time, Manda felt that her consciousness was in a trance. This was caused by fatigue. The physical strength of the clone was far from comparable to that of the real body.

Manda was ready to end the experiment and go back to bed to have a good sleep, but as soon as he got up, he noticed some movement in the woods.

There were people, and there were more than one. Manda observed the surroundings vigilantly. There was no problem with his vision and hearing, but the clone's physical strength was limited and he could not maintain a sharp state for a long time.

Manda subconsciously touched her chest, but unfortunately there was no danger pendant in the familiar position.

No matter what the circumstances, this is not a place to stay for long. Manda was silent for a moment, then ran away. A man in black suddenly appeared in front of him. His speed was not slow, but it was still worse than Manda. Manda dodged the short knife in his hand and stretched out his finger to stab. into the other person's chest.

This is Manda's best counterattack strategy. Under normal circumstances, the opponent cannot imagine the power of the golden finger. Taking advantage of the opponent's lack of precaution, Manda can directly send the opponent on the road.

But this time he miscalculated. The man in black was indeed unprepared, but the finger that poked the other person's chest had no effect. He forgot that the clone did not have a golden finger.

After looking at each other for a moment, the man in black thought Manda was mentally retarded and swung his short knife to cut off Manda's right hand.

Manda screamed in pain and almost lost consciousness. He covered his broken arm and ran away, shouting as he ran: "It's a murder! Help! Someone come quickly! Is anyone breathing?"

Just after shouting a few words, footsteps approached quickly from behind. Although he was seriously injured, luckily Manda was fast enough and rushed to the entrance of the cottage before being caught up by the enemy.

Before entering the door, Pluto rushed out first. Seeing Manda's broken hand, Pluto was dumbfounded on the spot.

"Sir, what happened!"

"Don't ask any more questions, prepare to meet the enemy!"

Seeing the man in black behind Manda, Pluto rushed forward, but unfortunately he forgot his own strength. He is no longer the brave dragon, but a delicate demon man.

The other party almost ignored Pluto's existence, kicked him over, and raised his hand to kill him, when suddenly he saw a dagger flying over from the dark night.

It was Moira. The man in black dodged the dagger. Moira also appeared in front of him and stabbed the other man in the neck with another dagger.

The man in black barely dodged and muttered: "Holy Light!"

A ray of light flashed, and Moira hurriedly retreated, a small piece of skin on her left hand being scorched.

He was a Divine Punishment Warrior, and he was at level three or above. Moira quietly observed the enemy's movements, but saw another black shadow appear behind the enemy.

Any help? Moira observed the positions of the two of them and calculated the opportunity to take action. At the same time, the lion girl flew into the air and took the Sphinx's golden crown with her.

The opponents are two third-level demigods, and the lion girl is only a second-level demigod. In terms of absolute strength, they are slightly disadvantaged, but their tacit understanding is far better than the other.

A golden light fell and hit the shoulder of the man in black. The man in black screamed in pain and fell to the ground. The lion girl was about to swoop down when she saw another man in black launch a counterattack.

"Holy light!" The man in black shouted, and a dazzling light flew towards the lion girl. The lion girl waved her wings and dodged away.

The man in black was still about to launch an attack, but suddenly he heard Moira say in a deep voice: "Holy Light!"

A ray of holy light flew out from Moira's palm and directly hit the chest of the man in black. The two men in black who fell on the ground were frightened. They didn't know why Moira would use the holy light. Here They had never seen a believer in the Goddess of Vengeance before, and they thought Moira was a divine punishment warrior who betrayed the Lord.

What they thought was not important. What was important was that the battle was over. Moira rushed forward with a dagger, and the Lioness also swooped down from mid-air. They were ready to divide the two heads equally.

Unexpectedly, another man in black appeared in the night, chanting a low-pitched ballad:

"The blood of the Holy Lord flows in your soul. Recite the name of the Lord devoutly and let your soul expel the sins from your body..."

The weird singing caused the lion girl's body to lose its balance and fall to the ground. Moira also lost the desire to fight and stood there silently in a daze.

The man in black stopped chanting, opened his hands, and created a ball of holy light in each palm.

He wanted to kill Leo Girl and Moira at the same time. Although the other party's rank was not low, he was sure of it.

But just when Holy Light was about to take action, he found that the two women disappeared at the same time.

Not only did they disappear, but so did the two injured companions.

The man in black was stunned for a while and immediately understood the reason. He was under an illusion.

He put his palms together to create a huge ball of holy light. The dazzling light instantly dispelled the illusion, but what stood in front of him was not Manda, but a sloppy drunk.

The drunk man swung his machete and slashed at his neck.

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