Give Me the Name of God

Standing on the altar was a dull young man, whose temperament and image were completely different from God Pan.

Ever since Manda learned the art of sacrifice, he had only seen Pan, not anyone else, on the altar of Hermes. His first reaction was that Pan had turned into a cute boy, deliberately Come and have a joke with him.

"Great God Pan, even if you become like this, you still can't hide your unstoppable temperament and charm. My respect for you is like the water of the Lansha River, rushing day and night, endlessly..."

The young man looked down at Manda, sniffed and said, "I am not Pan, I am a servant of Hermes. I accepted your call and came here."

Manda raised her head, stared at the boy for a long time, then smiled and said: "We are all so familiar with each other, so don't make such jokes."

The young man sniffed again, and after a long period of silence and embarrassment, his figure slowly faded: "If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

"Wait a minute!" It seems that this boy is really not Pan Shen. In this case, there is no need for Pan Shen to make such a boring joke to him.

Manda stopped the young man and asked, "Where did God Pan go?"

The young man said: "God Pan has restored his status and is about to return to Mount Olympia. It is not suitable for him to continue wandering in the world. From now on, I will take over his work."

It turns out that he is preparing to return to the God Realm, so the position in the human world will naturally be changed.

Manda's heart became extremely heavy. Ever since he completed his entry, he had been taken care of by God Pan. He had been taken care of for so many years, but he didn't expect that God Pan would leave when he was in the most embarrassing situation.

This is not Pan Shen's fault, but who can help him at this time?

The young man spoke again: "Dear guest, what do you need me to do?"

Is this boy’s function only to sell things? Can he offer any advice or help?

"I'm encountering some difficulties now, do you know?"

The young man nodded and said, "I know, you have lost your skills."

Manda was startled and smiled. This young man seemed to be quite reliable.

He stopped beating around the bush because he was afraid that the young man wouldn't understand: "Did Hermes take away my skills?"

The boy shook his head and said: "Hermes will not take away your skills. You lost your skills because you violated the rules."

"What rule was broken?"

The young man looked around nervously, leaned down, put his mouth to his ear, and said to Manda: "The rules are set by a god. I can't name him. He has a very high status!"

A god who can establish rules? Who else could this be?

Manda said casually: "Is it Cronus?"

The young man looked shocked: "I didn't say that, you guessed it yourself! I didn't reveal the secret of the gods."

"Yes, I guessed it myself. Wasn't Cronus imprisoned in the Tarta Abyss? Did he escape? Did he participate in the Olympian war?"

The young man shook his head and said, "This is not something I should know."

Seeing that this young man was dull and stupid, Hermes would definitely not tell him such an important thing, but he should know some information. Manda changed his questioning method: "Cronos is standing in Hel." On the side of Mess, or on the side of Ares?"

The young man blinked and said, "Hermes said this is your mission."

"What is my mission?"

"Investigating Cronus' position."

"Where should I investigate? How should I investigate? I don't even have the skills now..." After Manda complained, he asked the most critical question, "How can I get my skills back?"

The young man sniffed and said, "In the battle with Ares believers, just win."

Can you get your skills back if you win?

Manda was a little curious: "Why did Hermes accept Cronus's rules?"

The young man said: "The war between Hermes and Ares is destined to spread to the human world. Cronus said that this war will completely disappear the followers of the gods. In order to reduce casualties, he proposed that the war in the human world should follow his rules." Both Hermes and Ares thought the rules were fair, so they accepted his rules."

"What exactly are the rules?"

The boy explained seriously: "The believers of Hermes and the believers of Ares only fight three battles in the human world. The believers who lose one battle will lose the skills of the gods, and the believers who lose two battles will lose the gods." of blood, believers who lose three battles will lose their lives, which is the punishment for losers according to the rules.

Winning a victory can offset a penalty. After offsetting the penalty, winning again will also receive the reward of Cronus. If you win three times, you can get three rewards from Cronus, but you have no chance now.

You have already lost a battle, so you lose the god's skills, if you lose another battle, you will lose the god blood stone, and if you lose the third battle, you are dead. "

Manda said: "What if I win the third battle?"

"A victory offsets one penalty. If you fail twice and win once, you can only offset one penalty. You can win back the blood stone, but you can never win back your skills."

Manda asked again: "What if I win both the second battle and the third battle?"

The boy replied: "You can win back your skills and get a reward from Cronus. This is the best result for you."

"Does Hermes really think such rules are fair?" Manda looked at the young man in astonishment, "Hermes only has me as a believer with seed blood."

The young man nodded and said: "Hermes not only thinks it is fair, but also feels he has made a profit. If he loses, he will only lose one believer. Once he wins, Ares's hundreds of believers who participated in the war will be destroyed! According to fair trade I also think He has earned the creed!”

Manda's head was buzzing, the situation was not good now, very bad.

A battle has been lost, lost in a daze, and he was pushed to the edge of the cliff in a daze.

Why did Cronus make such a rule? Just to avoid disaster?

This should be impossible. In Manda's impression, gods cannot be so kind.

Now is not the time to think about this. We can no longer afford to lose the next two battles, we must win.

But Manda now doesn't understand the situation of the battle, and either gives blind instructions through letters, or places all her hopes on Stanley. This is obviously not the result Manda wants.

He wanted to go back to Qixing Mountain, but it was too far away from Qixing Mountain. When he walked back, Stanley might suffer another defeat.

You can fly back with flying shoes. If you walk in a straight line, you can reach Qixing Mountain in five or six days.

But this is not safe. Who knows what will happen in five or six days?

Manda looked at the young man and said, "Can you give me back the skill of traveling through the underworld first?"

The young man shook his head and said, "This is not something I can do."

"Can you tell Hermes to return the skills to me first? It only takes one day. I won't use them for a day. Just let me return to Seven Star Mountain."

The young man still shook his head: "Hermes has accepted the rules and must abide by his trust."

Manda smiled bitterly and said: "Why be so rigid..."

The young man looked serious: "This is a blasphemous word, I will convey it to Hermes!"

"You misunderstood me," Manda hurriedly explained, "I mean, can you think of a way outside the rules..."

"There's nothing you can do about it. Cronus has a very high status. Once you accept his rules, you can't change them. Moreover, Hermes has helped you take advantage of the loopholes in the rules. Do you still have two skills? Taken away.”

Does he even know this?

Manda nodded and said: "Yes, of the two Ares skills, one is a third-level skill that I am not very proficient in using, and the other skill I don't know the level of yet. Can you help me master these two skills as soon as possible? ?”

The young man shook his head and said, "This is not something I can do."

This was the third time he repeated this sentence, and Manda suspected that he was talking to a customer service robot.

Forget it, I won’t grind my teeth with him.

"Give me some magical objects that can guide the direction and improve my flying skills, and I will fly back wearing flying shoes."

"There is a divine object that guides the direction. If there is no divine object that improves flying skills, you can't fly back to Qixing Mountain wearing flying shoes now." The boy gave a series of answers.

Manda was puzzled: "Why can't I wear flying shoes and go back to Qixing Mountain?"

The young man said: "You are not qualified enough to control such a divine object. After losing your skills, you are now just an ordinary person with a long life and a strong body. You can no longer use flying shoes."

Manda looked desperate and said: "Then how should I leave the capital!"

The young man replied numbly: "This is not a question I can answer."