Give Me the Name of God

Manda walked into a mansion and saw Odysseus sitting in the mansion weaving.

Odysseus is very tall, but his skillful weaving skills are not out of place at all.

He looked up at Manda, with no surprise on his face. He poured Manda a glass of wine, asked Manda to sit down, and then continued busy with the work at hand.

A glass of wine was enough, and he knew Manda would never drink it.

Manda directly stated the purpose of his visit: "Vranes told me that he gave you the artifact of Zeus."

Odysseus nodded and said: "The artifact is in my hand, but not in the royal capital. This is the will of the founder of order. Before receiving a new oracle, I will not give the artifact to you, nor will I reveal the artifact. His whereabouts, so don’t embarrass me on this matter anymore.”

"You know that I will definitely make things difficult for you, but you still dare to stay in the royal capital."

"If I could leave, I would have left a long time ago. In the market this morning, someone mentioned Odysseus's name, and in the blink of an eye, everyone in the market fled.

I have lived for more than two thousand years and have never suffered such strong hostility anywhere, and I cannot use a pseudonym, so you should know how difficult my life is here. "

"If you want to leave, I'm afraid no one can stop you."

"There is really someone who can stop me. I escaped outside the city three times, met Madesa three times, and fought three times. I lost all three times, and almost lost my life twice, so I'm sure Madesa didn't want me to leave. In the royal capital, I don’t want to risk my life anymore.”

"You can't beat Madesa now?"

"I couldn't win before, but if I weren't on the battlefield and two eighth-level believers fought one-on-one, even if I couldn't win, I wouldn't lose too badly. But it's very different now. I have almost no chance to fight back. If If it weren’t for the fact that I had mastered special barrier skills, I might not even have a chance to escape.”

Locked down? This feeling seemed familiar. If Manda walked outside the city now, he would probably encounter Madesa.

Manda asked: "Do you really want to leave the capital?"

"If possible, I really want to leave Romuru Country."

"We can make a deal. You give me the artifact of Zeus, and I will travel through the underworld and take you away from the Kingdom of Romuru."

Odysseus arranged the silk thread in his hand and suddenly asked about another thing: "That day in the cathedral, the god who took you to the underworld should be Hades, right?"

Manda did not answer: "This matter seems to have nothing to do with you."

"It has a lot to do with me. I still feel scared when I think of traveling through the underworld with you again and again. You can bring me to Akira, which already makes me extremely scared, but now you can still bring me In front of Hades, Manda Claudesay, I can no longer describe your identity in human language. I am really afraid of you. I will not enter the underworld with you again. I just want to be as good as possible now. Stay away from you."

Manda was silent for a moment and said: "Do you think it is possible for you and me to defeat Madesa together?"

Odysseus held the silk thread and weighed it, shook his head and said: "I can't say it's impossible, but the hope is very slim."

Manda added: "What if I can still find a powerful helper?"

"Gorgon? Counting her, there should be a 30 to 20 percent chance of winning."

"What if we add a helper more powerful than Medusa?"

"More powerful than Medusa?" Odysseus finally put down the thread, "Medusa is the strongest among the gods. Do you want to seek help from the true god? I know that you have a very close relationship with Pan, but Pan God may not dare to come to the mortal world anytime and anywhere. Gaia has just been angry once, and I don’t think anyone is willing to provoke Gaia again in such a short period of time.”

"Smart people don't ask too many questions, and you are really an exception." Manda was very impatient. "We are just doing business. I don't need to count all my belongings in front of you. I am now Let me tell you that I have very powerful helpers and it is possible to defeat Madesa, are you willing to do this business with me?"

Odysseus twirled the thread and said, "Tell me your price first?"

"I will escort you out of the royal capital, and you hand me two of Zeus's artifacts."

With his fingertips wandering on the silk thread, Odysseus said slowly: "I can give you an artifact, the Thunder Scepter and the Shield of Aegis. You can choose either one."

"I don't like doing business with people like you who are fussy. Madesa may sneak into the royal capital at any time. Athena doesn't know how far away from the royal capital. Staying here is like having the blade against your throat. Why don't you give it to yourself? Fighting for a way to survive?"

Odysseus smoothed out the silk thread and continued to weave; "There is no need to force a business that cannot be negotiated. I cherish my life, but I must also give a proper explanation to the creator of order."

Manda patted the table lightly, nodded and said, "That's all, it's an artifact, the deal is done. At this time tomorrow, I'll bring my helpers to take you on your way."

Back at the mansion, Manda picked up Medusa and the Sphinx through two trips to the underworld. Letting the two people coexist peacefully is a very complicated subject. They cannot be coerced, but can only be lured.

Medusa is easy to say, and her own women can be dealt with with good jewelry.

The Sphinx was in some trouble. The gods must look down on earthly things, so Manda gave her a hundred pearls of faith.

Unexpectedly, Sphinx did not dare to accept it: "It is my duty to protect you. I can fight for you anytime and anywhere. You don't have to pay any compensation. As for Medusa, if she doesn't trouble me, I won't trouble her either." Trouble."

What Manda is most worried about is this sentence. The concept of making trouble is really difficult to define. According to Medusa's temperament, it is inevitable to make sarcastic remarks. Whether she will take action directly depends on the situation at the time. Now she has to lead Go up to them to deal with Madesa, and you must not miss the overall situation just for a little quarrel.

"You have your mission, and I have my friendship. This battle is crucial. This reward is both trust in you and respect for the gods."

Manda's sincerity moved the Sphinx, who accepted the pearl and promised that there was no possibility of losing the battle. At this point, Medusa's attitude was exactly the same as that of the Sphinx.

"Gods are gods after all, and humans are humans after all," Medusa looked at the Sphinx in the distance. "Although I have always looked down on her, and although she only has 30% of her strength, she can't deal with a mortal."

Manda said: "I have told you many times that our opponents are not mortals."

"Unless his deeds are found on Mount Olympia, he will be a mortal. Don't believe the lies that you can become a god even after crossing Mount Olympia. Ask Hermes if there has been any similar precedent in this world?"

Manda didn't say much. His thoughts were different from others.

He expected Madesa to be the true god, and he expected the Lord of Divine Punishment to have found a way to cross Mount Olympia.

For Manda, this means another way out, which is also the main purpose of his trip.

After getting on a simple carriage, a group of four people left the royal capital through the east gate.

Odysseus felt uncomfortable riding in the same carriage with Medusa, and he would have been even more uncomfortable if he knew the identity of the Sphinx.

The walk was uneventful, from early morning to dusk, and they only encountered a few beggars along the way, and no trace of Madesa at all. If they continued walking, they would soon be out of the royal capital's sphere of influence.

Odysseus laughed dryly and said: "Perhaps I am really over-attended. It must be just a coincidence that I met Madesa before. He is very strong, but he is far from a god. Master Claude Sai, we have not fought a single battle." , I left smoothly like that. Look at the price, how much is it..."

"Don't even think about it!" Medusa stared at Odysseus with a pair of snake eyes, "Do you dare to default on the promised deal?"

Manda raised a finger to signal everyone to mute their voices, listen for a moment, and then asked everyone to plug their ears.

"Someone is using singing skills." The singing voice was extremely low, like a mosquito hundreds of meters away. If Manda hadn't had special hearing, it would have been impossible to detect it.

But just because the sound is small, it doesn’t mean it’s less lethal.

While Manda was still sensing the other party's position, the carriage suddenly shuddered and almost overturned.

Manda used his fifth-level skill to stop the two horses pulling the cart. He opened the curtain and saw that the cart driver was dead.

The singing skills are still going on, and just plugging the ears is definitely not the answer.

But the power of the skill is so powerful, and using voice to identify the location is a typical act of suicide.

In the moment of dilemma, Odysseus suddenly asked a key question: "Are there any bells ringing in the singing?"