Give Me the Name of God

The Cyclops Polyphemus was leisurely basking in the sun on the beach. He took a sip of wine, pulled a piece of mutton from the fire and stuffed it into his mouth. He shouted to the forest behind him: "Old friend, Now that you’re here, why don’t you show up yet?”

Manda walked out of the forest, sat next to Polyphemus, drank two drinks with him, and took out a map from her arms.

"I need your help."

Polyphemus opened the map and the wineskin in his hand fell to the ground: "The island of Akaraun, the island of the end, the edge of the world? What are you doing there?"

"To find something very important."

"Give up, you can't go." Polyphemus shook his head and returned the map to Manda.

"It's impossible not to go," Manda sighed, "This is a matter of life and death."

"What I'm telling you is a matter of life and death. If you go, you will die. If you don't go, you can still live. Wouldn't it be good to live a few more days?"

"Help me think of a solution."

"There is no other way to think about it. Let me put it more directly. I am a giant born in the sea. Even I can't go to that place, let alone you."

"I can travel through the underworld. As long as you give me accurate directions, the dangers along the way can be ignored."

"You can't get there from the underworld. The underworld doesn't reach that island."

Manda is somewhat prepared for this. The underworld cannot reach the edge of the world, and the same is true in the north. The underworld cannot extend to extremely cold places, or even to the tundra. Manda does not expect to reach the end of the island directly, even if he can find it. A transfer station will also work.

"Is there a place close to its landing point? I still have flying boots, I can fly there."

Polyphemus shook his head repeatedly: "Don't do such a stupid thing. You don't know what the conditions of the sea there are. The water dragons rising from the sea are always connected to the sky. This is not a metaphor, but the sky is already there." Fall there,

You will be torn apart by countless water dragons, and your bones will turn into powder finer than dust. Even if you have a reinforced iron bone like Hercules, even if you pass through those water dragons with the blessing of the gods, in the world At the end, the seawater will fall sharply at the intersection of heaven and earth, and eventually you will be washed to the bottom of the sea by the turbulent currents.

That is not the bottom of the sea that you can understand. Even I cannot understand it. It is the territory of Pontos, the original sea god. His territory is connected to the other side of the world.

Once there, not to mention you, even the main god on Mount Olympia cannot leave alive. All living things will merge into pure loss and darkness, becoming the most primitive and lowest layer of soil in the world.

Manda, please tell me, what happened that made you have to take risks in a place where death is certain? "

This place does sound scary, and Polyphemus is not the kind of person who likes to be alarmist. Manda bit her nails and said, "The fact that you described it so clearly proves that you have been there."

"I told you, I have never been there!" Manda's question made Polyphemus very dissatisfied. "Everything I know comes from my father's description. My father once visited the island of Akaraun." Nearby, He has the power to control the ocean, but in the end he still did not land on that island. Do you think you are more capable than my father?"

"I have to go. I have my own difficulties here. Give me a little help. I really need you."

"I have given you all the advice I can give," Polyphemus sighed and began to mark on the map. "This is the island closest to Akaraun that I know. It is called Peace Island. On this island Go up, you are safe, continue to the east, you will see hell on the sea."

After Polyphemus finished marking, Manda put away the map and thanked him profusely.

Polyphemus shook his head and said: "Don't thank me anymore. I don't know if I'm hurting you or helping you, Manda... I remember your kindness. I should go with you, but I really don't have it." courage."

"You have repaid that kindness a long time ago," Manda said with a smile, "You don't owe me anything, I owe you now, and I will be grateful in the future."

…

Manda returned to the mansion and came to Athena's room: "Aunt, I need your help."

Athena sneered: "The son of the Lord of the Gods actually needs my help. You really think highly of me."

Manda saluted respectfully: "Mom, I really need your help."

Athena shivered at this mother's cry: "Didn't you go to Gaia? Didn't Gaia give you a chance?"

"The opportunity was given, but I had to get something."

"Is that thing in my hand?"

"The thing is not in your hands. I need your power. The authority of Poseidon is still in your hands."

Athena said angrily: "I have already clarified this matter to my brother. I have not obtained the authority of Poseidon."

"Don't be angry. This little thing is not worth your anger, nor is it worth our continued argument. Father knows where Poseidon's authority lies, and I know too. Let's make a deal. You don't want to go back to Mount Olympia. Don’t you want to be the Queen of Heaven? There is still a god waiting to sit on the throne of the Queen of Heaven. Do you want him to take the lead?”

Athena was silent for a while, then stepped forward and pinched Manda's face, turning it in a circle, causing Manda to burst into tears.

"You little guy, you are so irresistible."