Give Me the Name of God

Manda ran with Alant on her back for three days.

In these three days, he was chased and beaten three times by the Lord of Divine Punishment.

Every time when Manda was about to be beaten to death, the Lord of Divine Punishment would always stop and confess his feelings to Arant.

Manda seized the opportunity for the Lord of Divine Punishment to express his love three times in a row, and continued to escape with Alant.

After running for three days, the Lord of Divine Punishment suddenly stopped pursuing him, and the exhausted Manda returned to the cave carrying Alant on his back.

All the belongings in the cave were gone. Those inconspicuous bottles and jars were all priceless rare treasures. Manda remembered that there was a water jar more than two feet high, which could not be filled no matter how much he filled it. Listen to Yalan Te said that the jar could hold a lake.

What worries Yalante the most is that the granary has been emptied.

"Everything was taken away, he took it all away!" Arant said wiping tears, "Nothing was left for me, not even a bite to eat."

"You still have a bite to eat," Manda looked at Arant, "You still have a broad mind."

Arant looked up at Manda and said, "What do you want to eat?"

"That depends on how broad your mind is!" Manda picked up the scattered wheat grains from the corner of the granary, spent half a day, and managed to make a bowl.

"If your mind is not broad enough, you can cook them and eat them. If your mind is broad enough, we can plant them into the land and wait for harvest. Before harvesting, we can go hunting. This does not count. By trampling on life, we will eat our prey clean.”

Alant took the wooden bowl and looked at the golden wheat.

She looked up at Manda and said, "You have changed."

"Yes."

"Do you know where you have changed?"

"I have become better at running and more resistant to fighting." Manda was telling the truth. Under normal circumstances, if he ran wildly in the desert for one day, Manda would definitely collapse to the ground, but he persisted for three full days. , still carrying Arant on his shoulders, and suffered three severe beatings, but he still persisted and ran back to the cave.

The body has become stronger, that's obvious.

"What else do you know?"

"I also know that the person chasing me is not Ouranos at all." Manda is self-aware. If the person chasing him was really the Lord of Divine Punishment, he would not be alive until now. There is no need for the Lord of Divine Punishment to fight with him. Fists, a flow of fire technique, or a ray of holy light can easily make Manda evaporate from the world.

"You are very smart!" Arant agreed with Manda's answer, "Want to know who that is?"

Manda tried to guess: "That's a certain God of Creation pretending to be."

"I guess you are right, He is..." Arante deliberately lengthened his voice, "He is the earth goddess Gaia."

Arant looked forward to Manda's shocked expression. Manda was indeed shocked. He always thought Arant was Gaia.

"Aren't you..."

"Me too." Arant's answer shocked Manda even more.

"I am a part of Gaia, and so is the person chasing you. The Earth Goddess always thought that she had completely gotten rid of Uranus, but unfortunately she has not. There is one thing that she cannot get rid of, and that thing is called fear."

Manda could clearly hear these words. Gaia was afraid of Uranus. This was her fear for countless years.

But Manda made a simpler summary of the current situation: "You and him are both clones of Gaia?"

"According to the definition you are familiar with, I should be regarded as Gaia's true self. I am in charge of life and creation, but he is in charge of killing and destruction. Although it is only a clone, once he loses control, it will make me very scared."

"Very scared..." Manda seemed to realize something.

"You saw my fear, and it embarrassed me." Arant said a little embarrassed.

"It's not embarrassing for you," Manda thought of Hermes' embarrassment and asked, "Is your clone so terrifying every time it appears?"

"Pretty much, he's going to take everything I have."

"You have absolutely no control over him?"

"That's not true." Arant waved his hand, and the bottles and cans in the cave were neatly placed in their original positions, and the granary was still full of wheat.

Manda was surprised: "You can take back the things your clone took away at any time?"

Alant nodded and said: "If I want, I can even take him back at any time."

"Then why don't you take him back? Why do you let yourself live in fear?"

Arant replied calmly: "If I lose my fear, I will become weak again, I will continue to give in, and continue to be bullied and insulted!"

The clones are causing chaos! Manda suddenly realized that Hermes was probably in the same situation.

Everything in the world is done by his clone, and the clone's actions are beyond his control. However, for some reason, Hermes did not want to interfere with the clone's actions, and allowed himself to impersonate himself in the mortal world, making a series of actions. A move that frightened Manda.

Manda was still thinking about the deeper reasons when she suddenly heard Arant say: "Silly boy, what are you thinking about?"

Manda didn't hide it: "I'm wondering if his situation is the same as yours? In fact, he can also control all this, but he also wants his clone to remind him of something."

"That's not the case with him," Arant said, knowing who Manda was talking about. "He is so smart, he knows how to defeat fear, and he doesn't need his clone to tell him what to do. It's just that he is unlucky and he can't control his fear." The clone, because one of his clones has been transformed and replaced, his real clone is pretending to be him in the world, and his false clone is eating away at his true body, and this situation has been maintained for a long time."

Manda scratched his scalp and said, "It's too complicated, I can't understand it."

"Then let me ask you a simple question," Arant tilted his head and looked at Manda, "Why did you save me?"

"Because... I think this should be a trial. Only if I pass all the trials can I possibly save my god."

Alant was quite surprised: "Could you have been able to tell from the beginning that it was my clone?"

"I can't see how the goddess's skills are so superb that I, a mortal, can understand them. Everything I do is based on my own speculation."

"Really?" Arant was a little unhappy, "Don't lie to me, I can see through all your thoughts."

Manda shrugged and said, "Since you have seen through it, why bother asking again?"

"I want to hear it from your own mouth."

Manda took a deep breath: "You are beautiful. For your beauty, I will never allow you to be bullied. This is true. If you can really see through my thoughts, you should know that I will never lie."

Arante didn't respond. She went to the granary, grabbed a handful of wheat, and ground it gently. The husks fell off, revealing the smooth grains.

She put the wheat grains in a clay pot and cooked a pot of wheat porridge.

Manda was staring at her very intently.

Alant frowned and said, "What are you thinking about?"

"You can see through my mind and you will naturally know what I am thinking."

Alant picked up the red-hot earthen pot: "Believe it or not, I put hot porridge on your head. Who do you think you are? How dare you blaspheme me?"

Manda quickly looked away. Until Yalat finished cooking the wheat porridge, Manda didn't dare to look at her again.

The porridge was served on the table. Manda had not eaten for three days, so she devoured two bowls and a large spoonful of honey.

After eating and wiping her mouth, Manda started staring at Arant again.

Alant said with a ferocious voice: "I should gouge out your eyes and your heart. Only in absolute pain can you learn true awe."

Manda lowered her head: "I'm sorry, goddess, I'm really sorry, I really can't control myself."

"What's the use of being sorry!" Arant shouted, "Go to the pool and wash yourself off!"

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"I want to explain to you on behalf of my God. Although I don't know what happened, I believe that there must be a misunderstanding between you and Him. He respects you very much. I believe that He will never do anything too offensive. your business."

"He offended me, there is no doubt about it, but he has received the punishment he deserves. I should have let him go a long time ago. The reason why I kept him until now is because he is not calm enough and will commit more crimes in the future." Serious mistake, he is much stronger than Zeus, I also have some expectations for him, I hope he can survive this disaster after calming down."

"I'm afraid he can't find the right way."

"Don't worry, you can help him solve everything. As long as you catch the real thing, you will naturally find the fake one."

"He has more than 10,000 clones. I'm really worried that I can't find him."

"It doesn't matter if you can't find it, he will definitely find it. The clone is his talent."

Doppelgänger is His gift.

Manda suddenly stopped.

"Why do you also have a clone? Do you also have the same skills?"

Alant patted Manda's face to signal him not to stop.

"Silly boy, you still don't know what you got from me. The order of will is far from simple as you think. I hope that one day, you can learn to create."

Manda didn't even listen to the so-called creation and will. He only remembered Arant's face and figure...

That night, Manda fell into a deep sleep in Gaia's arms.

At dawn the next day, Manda opened her eyes happily. She wanted to continue to be affectionate with Alant for a while, but she found that the body in her arms had changed.

A sob came from Hermes.

Manda opened her mouth and said in a vague voice: "The two of us...didn't do anything last night, right?"

Hermes cried: "I have lost the most precious thing."