Give Me the Name of God

After each promotion, all skills will be improved to a certain extent, especially second-level skills and third-level skills.

With each level up, Manda's speed will be greatly improved, not only the running speed, but also the agility of the body.

Not to mention stealing skills, the upper limit will increase with each level up.

But other skills are basically just to improve proficiency. Just like the fourth-level clone skill, the speed of summoning the clone becomes faster, and the distance between the clone and the original body can be further. In addition, regardless of the quality or quantity of the clone, Nothing changes.

This time the change came too suddenly. Driven by the excess divine power, four clones were actually summoned. It was gratifying to have more numbers, but there was still no change in quality. They could not speak or move. They were still puppets with flesh and blood. people.

What's the use of this? I can't even play mahjong.

You can call Leo Girl, Eudora, Roma, Moira and Medusa together, I will do it, and they will watch.

How boring am I?

Manda's soul wanders among the various clones. Not to mention, this feeling is quite strange.

Four clones exploded at once. This was definitely an accident. Accidents caused by excess divine power may not get a second chance in this life.

The four clones appeared at the same time, and their divine power was consumed at an alarming rate. Manda felt a little tired, so she could only reluctantly take all the clones back to her body.

Strange, why do you feel this way? Manda is aware of the existence of four clones.

He had never felt the existence of a clone before, as if it was a very natural thing.

But now this feeling is very obvious, and he can even distinguish the order of the four clones.

He first summoned the first clone. This was the earliest clone, and it still had a little aura of God's Punisher.

The second clone appears when the divine power is at its peak. It hurts a little when summoned, but is a little stronger than the other three clones.

The latter two clones were very similar, but there was still a slight difference that allowed Manda to tell them apart.

The skills evolved, and Manda couldn't understand why.

Just because the divine power has exceeded the limit? During the sneak attack on Athena, the divine power also exceeded the upper limit, but this did not happen.

It’s time to record this feeling, which may be the key to skill evolution.

Manda took out the paper and pen, dipped them in ink, and pondered for a long time, but unfortunately she couldn't write a single word.

Maybe it was because the overload of divine power was too painful, or maybe the battle with Hema was too tense, and Manda couldn't recall the feeling at that time.

Looking at the four clones in front of him, Manda felt that he should do something more realistic.

A set of tactics must be developed for them. Four clones are worth far more than one clone.

…

Yorden walked down the street with Hema on his back.

They attract a lot of attention, partly because of their looks and partly because of their weird behavior.

"I can hire a carriage for you if you need it." Yorden felt a little embarrassed.

"A carriage? It's a wooden box. I don't know how many people have sat in it. Do you think I would let my body touch that dirty thing?"

"It doesn't hurt to buy one if you want."

"Don't talk any more. It's a mercy on my part that you can endure the filth." Hema coughed twice. He felt that not only had his divine power been sucked away, but some of his divinity had also been sucked away.

…

Manda wanted to stay in Silver Bear City for two more days. The guards in the palace were moving a bit frequently, and he was worried that King Baier would cause trouble again.

But news came from the royal capital of Romulu that someone had started to cause trouble.

Some ministers discovered the abnormality of Sheltai, and they thought it was related to Manda. They fabricated some rumors, saying that Manda was the archbishop of God's Punisher. He used some kind of witchcraft to control Sheltai, and took the opportunity to control Romulu. the religious and royal authority of the country.

The partially true lie was the most fatal. Although Manda did not use witchcraft to control Sheltai, he was indeed an archbishop appointed by the Pope, and he did want to control all the royal and religious power in his hands.

Driven by rumors, the ministers formed a secret organization called the "Zhuke Society". The so-called "Zhuke" means to expel Claude Sai.

There is a familiar smell among the old friends in the capital. As long as they are freed from the fear of their lives, they will find ways to cause trouble.

Late at night, in a manor in the south of the royal capital city, the "Zhu Ke Meeting" was holding a meeting. The Grand Inspector brought a very important message to everyone: "His Majesty is recovering. He is about to get rid of Claude Sai's witchcraft. We will also It’s time to prepare for this.”

The great censor had a deep grudge with Manda. When Manda robbed him of some money, he sent Cesto to assassinate Manda. As a result, Cesto was captured alive and confessed to the great censor. Manda took the censor The official's property was completely robbed, helping him realize his dream of having a clear life.

The Grand Ombudsman is old and it is not easy to save some money. Coupled with the continuous war, in one year, he can only save a few hundred thousand gold coins at most if he lives frugally.

He gritted his teeth, took out half a year's income, and expressed his attitude: "Our king needs soldiers, it depends on your means."

Archduke Denke remained silent. Just as Marquis Nars was about to speak, he heard the Finance Minister say from the side: "We don't need to break up with Claude Sai. His Majesty is recovering. We can wait patiently until His Majesty recovers." , we will use the laws of the kingdom to expel Claude Sai."

The Grand Ombudsman said angrily: "Do you think Claude Seken will just leave?"

"It doesn't matter if he doesn't want to leave. We can evade his power. He's just a young boy. He doesn't understand the methods of aristocrats at all."

"You mean to keep him as Parliamentary Secretary?"

"It's just a false name, why should we mind..."

"He doesn't deserve it!" the chief censor said, pounding the table. "I will not salute an illegitimate son, bow to the son of a slave, or sit side by side with a bandit in the hall of the palace!"

Marquis Nars spoke: "It seems that your lords' ideas are not consistent. I am afraid that continuing to discuss this is just a waste of time."

The finance minister looked embarrassed and said: "I just don't want the royal capital to be involved in the war again. After so many years of fighting, everyone's life will be difficult."

Denke laughed loudly: "You don't want to fight, but you still want to take back power. How naive you must be. I don't want to beat around the bush with you anymore. I still have five thousand troops in the north, and I can march into the royal capital at any time. After that, I want to You won’t have any objections to taking back all my territories in the north, right?”

Marquis Nars said: "I have two thousand soldiers, and I want to take back Drawsha City."

Viscount Sorens said: "I can contribute a thousand soldiers and a hundred believers. After that, I will get a city."

The finance minister said: "I heard that Claude Sai is already a sixth-level believer, and there is a Longson beside him. Should we give due consideration to our own safety?"

"What does the sixth level mean? What does Longgesen mean? Our King is also the sixth level," the Grand Inspector said in a low voice, "And I also found a helper, a seventh-level saint, who is willing to Help us get rid of Claudesay."

Denke frowned and said: "Seventh-level saint? Why should he help us?"

"Of course it's for profit."

Nars shrugged and said, "I'm sorry that I can't help with the money matter."

Everyone turned their attention to the Minister of Finance, who smiled and said: "It's easy to say, leave the money matter to me."

Everyone looked at each other, Denke knocked on the wine glass, Solens stood up and poured a glass of wine for everyone, everyone raised the glass and drank it all, reaching an agreement on the matter.

After leaving the manor, the chief inspector returned to the mansion quietly. His wife was already asleep. The chief inspector pushed her shoulder and said with a smile: "The humiliation has finally come to wash away. I will take the head of the illegitimate child with me." When the time comes, don’t be afraid.”

The push didn't matter, the wife's head didn't move and she turned over.

Her head fell off, and the cut was very neat, leaving no trace of blood.

The Grand Inspector was so frightened that he rolled off the bed. He was about to call for the guards when he suddenly heard a "shush" sound in his ear.

"Long time no see, sir."

The Grand Censor turned around and saw that Cesto was behind him.