Give Me the Name of God

Manda is going to use the avatar and Brayton Hard Steel. Although the avatar doesn't have most of the skills and doesn't have cheats, Manda thinks of a way to deal with it.

First of all, he was sure that Breton would not dare to hurt him, at least he would not dare to hurt his real body, and he had to use Manda as a bargaining chip to persuade him to surrender.

Moreover, the speed of the avatar is exactly the same as that of the real body, and the strength is not inferior. If you are lucky, you can also draw the power of the Lord of Punishment. Although it may attract the attention of the Lord of Punishment, this side effect can be ignored at the critical moment of life and death. Excluding.

The battle goals of the two sides are also different. Brayton's battle goals are very complicated. He wants to control Manda, but he can't hurt Manda.

Manda's battle goal is simple and clear. It's best to kill Brayton, but it's okay if he can't, as long as he can grab the key.

Manda was ready to fight, but Brayton didn't want to fight, he wanted to make a deal with Manda.

"I can give you the key if you do me a favor."

"Help? Do you want me to persuade my subordinates to surrender?" Manda nodded and said, "Well, give me the key first."

Breton shook his head and said, "I'm not here to persuade you to surrender. Even if you surrender, Almeng will not let us go. The Grand Duke is too conceited. The lone army has penetrated into such a place. I no longer care about this war." Hold out any hope."

Manda rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "Could it be that you came to surrender to me?"

"Not to you, but to a great god." Breton took out the black crystal from his arms, "I found this from your backpack, this is a gift from a great god, right? ?”

Before Manda fell into a coma, he didn't put his rucksack into the Styx island, causing all the fetishes to fall into the hands of Shertai.

But Xie Ertai didn't have much interest in Manda's backpack, and handed it directly to Breton, who discovered the black crystal.

"My God gave me instructions, saying that His son Typhon has been resurrected, and I can only find my destination with Typhon, so I hope to get your recommendation."

It turned out that he wanted to be Typhon's subordinate. This matter is easy to say, just introduce him to Leonde. With his class and rare skills, Leonde should not reject such a subordinate.

But the question is, is he sincerely defecting, or is he here to talk? If it's a set talk, you have to use another method to deal with him.

Breton seemed to see Manda's doubts, pointing to the corpses all over the corridor and said, "I killed all the guards here, isn't this sincerity enough?"

Manda shrugged his eyebrows and said, "What do you want me to do?"

"As long as you say a word, as long as you promise to bring me to that god, I will give you the key immediately and help you escape."

"One sentence?" Manda smiled, "How meaningful is one sentence?"

"Will you promise me?" Breton looked at Manda with sincere and urgent eyes.

Manda laughed and said, "Okay, I promise to introduce you to Typhon."

While speaking, Manda's real body and clone suddenly trembled at the same time.

Now he couldn't laugh, it wasn't because of the cold or fright, but because of some kind of power.

Manda looked at Breton in surprise, and asked, "What did you do to me just now?"

"My fourth-level skill, the abyss oath," Breton said with a smile, "you just made an oath under the watchful eyes of my god. If you violate it, you will fall into the abyss of my god."

No wonder he only needs a word from Manda. I really didn't expect such a skill to exist in this world.

It's too late to say anything now, you've already been tricked, so you can only keep your word.

But this is also good, to save each other from being suspicious.

Breton threw the key to Manda, and Manda unlocked the chain, and the avatar returned to the real body.

Breton was very thoughtful. He was worried that Manda would be weak, so he prepared a large piece of horse meat and a jug of wine for Manda.

These two things helped Manda a lot. She devoured the food and drank enough, and Manda followed Breton out of the cell.

Manda is very familiar with Gray Fish Town, he abandoned the main road and took the side road, and he went all the way to the edge of the town without encountering too many obstacles.

Breton pointed to the east and said, "Your camp is only a dozen miles away from here. Your subordinates shouldn't hurt me, right?"

"Of course not..." As soon as the words finished, Manda trembled again. He looked at Breton angrily, "You don't have to use skills so frequently!"

Brayton wiped off his sweat and said, "As I get older, I have to be cautious in everything I do. I never stingy with Tier 4 skills. It is precisely because I live cautiously that I have been able to get along with Ke Musen for so many years."

"Who is Comussen?"

"My old friend, the demigod who was captured by you, I guess he is no longer a demigod, maybe he has become a blood stone."

"He's still alive, he knows how to survive, as long as he doesn't tell me how to become a demigod, I can't kill him."

Breton said with a smile: "Then I guess he will never say..."

While speaking, Manda moved his ears, as if he heard the sound of horseshoes.

"Go! Someone is chasing you!" Manda ran away, but Brayton couldn't keep up.

He was getting old, running out of breath, and shouted to Manda: "If I die, it is also considered that you have broken your promise, and you will still fall into the abyss of my god."

Manda slowed down and looked at Breton with resentment on his face. He only dared to look at him like this, and he didn't even have the courage to quarrel with him. He was worried that if he said something wrong, it would become an oath again. .

The sound of horseshoes was approaching, and they were about to catch up. Breton stood still and stopped running. He wanted to use his skills, and using the abyss to cover himself to retreat was his most common method.

Manda felt that it was not wise to do so. The enemy knew Brayton's skills thoroughly, and since they dared to chase after them, they would definitely be prepared.

As expected, Brayton's skills failed.

He looked at Manda with a pale face, and said in a vague voice, "The Grand Duke has come after him himself."

Manda was startled: "Can Xiertai restrain your skills?"

"He can restrain everyone's skills, let's go!"

Shertai is an ancient god believer? Can he still restrain everyone's skills? Which god has such great supernatural powers?

Although he couldn't understand what Breton meant, Manda realized the seriousness of the problem. He didn't care about Breton anymore and just ran away by himself, but he was caught up by Shelty's cavalry not long after.

In the past, this is absolutely impossible. It is impossible for ordinary war horses to catch up to Manda.

But this time the situation is special, Manda's speed has slowed down. Although it is faster than ordinary people, it is at most equivalent to the basic level of a sixth-order believer.

This means that his second level skill disappeared.

Manda was really surprised that he could even restrain the second-order skills.

Surrounded by the cavalry, Manda looked up at Shertai in front of her.

Xie Ertai is very short, only a little over five feet (less than 1.6 meters), and he usually looks okay, and his appearance on horseback is a bit funny.

Holding the whip, he smiled and said to Manda; "I said you have recovered, but my general refused to let me cut off your hand. I guess my general was bought by you at that time. I'm just curious, how did you bribe him?"

While looking at Shertai, Manda tried to summon the clone.

Unexpectedly, the avatar skill also failed.

He tried to control Sheertai's horse, but the horse didn't respond, and the fifth-level skills also failed.

Manda wanted to see what level Sheertai was, but he couldn't see the shadow of gold coins on him, and even the first-level skills were invalid.

What kind of monster is this? Why are all skills disabled?

Sheertai still had a smile on his face: "I forgot to remind you that the rule of this battle is that God has no grace. To put it bluntly, at this time and here, no one can use the skills bestowed by the gods."

"You can't use it if you say it can't be used?" Manda was still stubborn.

Sheltery smiled and did not respond. Breton said aside: "This is the rule of Kronos, the second-generation Lord of the Gods. We must abide by it. There is only one hundred percent hourglass time, so we must hold on."