Give Me the Name of God

A tall, bald knight took the battle flag from Shertai and placed it next to him.

Count Kalyan recognized the bald head: "Gatan, he is Gatan! A sixth-level disciple of Ares!"

Manda was really no stranger to Gatan. After three life-and-death battles between them, Manda finally won twice.

He won a reward from Cronus for this, but so far he has not dared to let Cronus fulfill it.

Gatan lost everything, not just everything he owned, but also all the followers of Ares.

The followers of Ares should have disappeared from this world, but I didn't expect Gatan to still be alive.

Previously in Bluestone City, Manda personally killed an Ares believer.

A gust of cold wind blew, and Manda smelled the breath of the thirty knights. They all exuded the smell of iron and blood.

What is this situation? Cronus took over the authority of Ares, and Ares' followers should have become extinct long ago.

Did Cronus deliberately keep this batch, just to add combat power to Sheltai?

This favor is so enviable.

Gatan stood about a hundred feet away from Shertai. Ten feet away, another knight stood in front of Gatan.

Standing like this every ten feet, thirty Ares believers stood in a line. The Ares believer standing at the front showed a provocative smile to Manda. He was only about a hundred feet away from Manda. .

Shertai told the rules. Manda can send one warrior to fight at a time. This warrior must defeat thirty knights and snatch the battle flag from Gatan.

Before the duel ends, you are not allowed to use the skills or artifacts given by the gods. You can use the talents given by the gods. Manda has a total of thirty opportunities. If the battle flag is not taken away after thirty opportunities, Manda will be considered a failure. , On the contrary, if the battle flag can be snatched away, Manda wins.

The losing side should lead all the soldiers to stand still and let the opponent attack them.

Shelty shouted: "Manda Cloudsey, I'm still waiting for you to swear allegiance. According to my rules, we can't hurt the coaches of both sides. The premise is that you can't set foot on the battlefield, otherwise you will lose the leadership of the coach." Identity requires a fair duel like other knights, so I advise you to stay outside the battlefield and never do stupid things. See how tolerant I am to you. As long as you kneel down and beg me, I will give you a life. A chance to come down!”

Along with the sound of war drums, Shelty's soldiers were laughing wildly.

One person versus thirty people, thirty opportunities, Shelty changed the concept of fairness.

But this rule has taken effect, and Manda clearly feels that his skills have been taken away.

The stolen skills may still be usable, but Manda can't use them.

Now only the golden finger is left. The golden finger is at most five feet long, and its power in a horse fight will be greatly reduced.

Opposite were thirty followers of Ares, whose fighting talents terrified everyone.

With a pair of thirty, Manda had no hope of winning.

If there is no hope for him, who will have hope?

This is obviously going to be played to death by Shelta!

Fuck the rules! Fuck the duel!

Manda wanted to give the order to charge, but suddenly she heard Shertai shout: "Don't be impulsive, you can only send one person, if there is one more, they will be shattered to pieces immediately!"

Manda gritted his teeth and said, "I want to see if you have this ability!"

Medusa said that some rules can be broken through by relying on the level. Manda directly used the power of the highest level. He tried to use the original power to break the rules, but felt a brute force rushing towards him, almost knocking him down. war horse.

Shelty laughed loudly when he saw this: "I know you have reached the seventh level. Do you think you can break my rules at the seventh level?"

This doesn't make sense. Shelty is only at level 6. Even if level 7 can't break his rules, why can't the original power do it?

Medusa whispered: "Don't make unnecessary attempts, this is the order of gathering."

“What is the order of convergence?”

"I've seen Cronus use it to bring all the rules together and turn them into a set of orders. The power of this set of orders is very powerful. If you break through it forcefully, you will suffer backlash."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Because this is not a skill he can master. It is impossible for a sixth-level believer to have such a status!"

"Then what level can he be? The highest level of Titan believers is level six!"

Medusa shook her head and said: "Cronos raised the upper limit of the level of believers. He can do this because he is the maker of all rules."

What she saw made Manda feel desperate: "Is there no other way?"

"Wait quietly and delay! Order consumes a lot of divine power, and his divine power is not unlimited." Medusa was very calm. She knew enough about Cronus and had enough ways to deal with it.

But Shelty did not give Manda a chance to delay. He had thirty percent hourglasses placed next to the battle flag.

"Once the hourglass runs out, if you don't send anyone to fight, it means you have given up an opportunity." Shelty hooked his fingers, and a soldier pulled off the baffle of the first hourglass, "Manda Cloudsey, duel start!"

The sand slid down little by little. It seemed very slow, but it only took fourteen and a half minutes.

Medusa closed her eyes and sighed: "He is too smart and has thought of everything. Give me a fast horse and I should be able to do it."

Seeing that Medusa was preparing to fight, Shertai waved to her specially.

He may have set the rules against the banshee, but he just didn't say it out loud, and Manda couldn't let Medusa's death be in vain.

It seemed that he had no choice but to go alone. Even if he couldn't be defeated, Manda was sure of escaping back.

Watching Manda move his fingers, Stanley grabbed his reins: "Don't worry, we have other options. Should Shelty only send these thirty people, or should he always maintain thirty people?"

Manda understood what Stanley meant, and he shouted to Shertai: "Grand Duke, I have a question for you."

"You should call me Your Majesty," Shelty shrugged, "But it doesn't matter. I won't argue with you. If you have anything to say, say it quickly. You don't have much time."

Manda said: "If one of your thirty knights is killed in battle, will you add others?"

"Of course not," Shelty shook his head, "I said, this is a fair duel!"

Stanley whispered: "We still have a chance."

Manda remained silent. There must be other reasons behind Sheltai's simple agreement.

Stanley turned around and shouted: "Who wants to fight?"

The other party only sent thirty people and would not add others.

This means that killing one of them will earn you money, killing two will earn one, and in the end, the opponent may only have one person left. In a one-on-one situation, the chance of winning the battle flag is very high.

But who wants to be the first to fight? Facing thirty followers of Ares, the chance of survival is slim.

The soldiers lowered their heads, and Milo stood up unsteadily, mounted a war horse and said, "I'll get the flag back for you."

Stanley stopped Milo: "You have never fought on horseback, so don't go and die."

Milo burped: "It's the same without a horse. I'll just run."

He got off his horse and pulled out a pair of scimitars. Stanley said angrily: "Don't act recklessly, this is a battlefield, obey orders!"

Milo held the scimitar and staggered forward.

He knew that he could not recapture the flag. Without skills, he was fighting against the knights on horseback. With the physical strength of a sixth-level believer, he was lucky to be able to kill five Ares believers.

Manda stepped forward to stop him, and Milo whispered: "Someone has to be the first to rush forward. There are no cowards in the Claudesay family."

Worm walked behind Milo: "You are the first, I am the second."

Ogg walked behind Worm and said solemnly: "I won't go up. The great prophet told me that if you go, you will die in vain."

Worm turned around and said, "Go away, you shameful thing!"

Manda did not allow Mirro and Worm to fight. Neither of them knew how to fight on horseback. If they really died in vain, their morale would be severely damaged.

He turned back to see if there was a more suitable candidate, and suddenly saw a man with unkempt hair and ragged clothes, sneaking behind the soldiers.

"Who is this?" Manda was about to take a look when a general stood up.

"He is a beggar. Ignore him. Sir, I would like to be the first to fight. Please grant me this honor."

Yue Sufu, the former commander of thousands, the general of Youyu Xingshan.

He walked out of the array with his rifle in hand.

Yuesufu has experienced hundreds of battles and has experienced countless decisive battles while riding alone. He is indeed the right candidate.

Manda looked at Yuosufu, nodded and said: "As long as you kill an enemy, run back immediately. Don't be reluctant to fight."

Yuosufu smiled slightly; "Sir, thank you for everything you have given me. By your side, I have regained the dignity of a warrior."

He had once possessed the dignity of a warrior, once lost it, once begged for a way out of a manure pit, and had been displaced along with the young people.

Now he has become a warrior again, the respected General Youyu Hoshiyama.

He turned around and looked at the old stories of his men, and then at the beggar in the distance.

He adjusted his armor, mounted his horse, picked up his lance, and rushed to the battlefield.

Manda ordered the war drums to be beaten, and the men of Youyu Xingshan shouted desperately for him. The Ares believers standing at the front came forward and raised their battle axes to look at Yosuf's head.

Yuesufu did not choose to parry. He knew that his strength was not as good as the opponent's, but the tomahawk was not as fast as the lance. He knew the distance correctly, and Yuesufu pierced the opponent's chest before the tomahawk fell.

The whole army cheered and Manda clenched her fists.

Stanley realized something was wrong and shouted loudly: "Come back quickly, hurry up!"

But Yuesufu didn't look back and rushed directly towards the second enemy.

The opponent's armor was not thick. Yosuf discovered this and believed that he could kill a few more enemies.

The second enemy still used a tomahawk, and this time the ax swept over him. Yuesufu took the lead again and stabbed the enemy in the stomach. However, the blow was not powerful enough and the opponent did not fall.

The enemy swayed on the horse for a moment, then picked up the battle ax and continued to sweep. I really didn't expect that his body was so strong.

Yuesufu couldn't draw his lance, and the tip of the lance seemed to be stuck on the enemy's bones.

The ax blade was approaching, and Yuosufu raised his shield to parry. He blocked the blow with difficulty, but the third enemy had already arrived and raised the ax again.

Yuesufu was unable to dodge and had no time to parry. The ax struck his shoulder, cutting through the armor and embedded in his shoulder blade.

Blood spurted out, and his men tried to rush to save him, but were stopped by Manda.

Stanley was still shouting: "Come back quickly!"

He can't come back.

The fourth enemy came and slashed through his back armor.

A fifth enemy came and slashed through his breastplate.

The enemies behind him arrived one after another. They deliberately refrained from beheading and also deliberately controlled their strength. They did not want Yosufu to die too quickly. It was not until he suffered more than a dozen heavy blows that Yosufu fell off his horse.

He raised his head and looked at the enemies. At least he killed two, which was worth it.

An enemy raised his horse's hoof and stepped on Yuesufu's chest, killing Yuesufu at this moment.

Shelty shouted: "Ask your people to come over and collect the body. You are not wasting an opportunity."

A soldier dragged Yosuf's body back with tears in his eyes. At this time, Manda's eyes stayed on the two killed enemies.

One was stabbed through the chest and one was stabbed through the stomach, they should be dead.

But they were not dead. One pulled out the lance from his belly, and the other mounted the horse again.

A huge wound remained on his body, but not much blood flowed.

They looked at Manda indifferently, with provocative smiles still on their faces.

Shelty ordered the baffle of the second hourglass to be removed: "Come on, Claude Sai, the first chance has been used up."