Give Me the Name of God

Manda untied the bag from Siegsel and carried it on her back.

Siegsel wanted to follow up, but was kicked to the ground by Manda.

Manda picked up Yamji and walked towards the direction of the rising sun.

Siegsel lay on the ground and cried bitterly.

Manda had already been psychologically prepared for his family to betray him. He had been betrayed once by a Leo woman, and he believed that the person most likely to betray him next was Che Erdan.

As a believer of Athena, Cerdan has always been in an embarrassing situation, but he did not expect that the second family member to betray Manda turned out to be Siegsey.

They met in the Red Leaf Forest. Manda and Siegsey were enemies, and they fought a fierce battle.

Returning to the Haze Valley for revenge, Siegesay was forced to become Manda's mercenary as a prisoner.

After gaining a foothold in Qixing Mountain, Siegsel became one of Manda's most trusted subordinates.

Standing on the brittle rock mountain, Siegsel became a dungeon general with great achievements in battle.

When the Claudesay family was founded, Siegsay was the second-ranking collateral member, following Stanley.

Faced with the true god of the extremely cold land and the saints under Athena, Siegsel went through life and death and never flinched.

I didn't expect that he would betray me here, when I couldn't do without him the most.

Why let him go? Just out of love for family?

Manda has been chasing eternal life, and his family members have sacrificed their lives to accompany him in his pursuit of eternal life.

Now that the family has a chance to pursue eternal life, Manda deserves it.

This should be considered a fair deal, which would make Manda feel better.

But I felt better, but my finger still hurt. After walking for a day and walking out of the forest, the function of the golden finger was basically lost.

I just let my family live, which is considered kindness. How is kindness determined?

I have spared Yamji so many times, why is it not considered mercy?

Beyond the forest is a grassland. After walking on the grassland for a day, Yamji could not leave.

"You can kill me, but I will never take another step."

Manda sat next to Yamji and sighed: "There is one thing I still can't figure out. Why are you willing to die in my hands? What good does this do to you?"

"Why should I tell you? I'm not afraid of death. I look forward to dying in your hands. In this case, what else can you threaten me with?"

Manda thought for a long time and said: "I don't have to kill you. I can cut off your hands and feet so that you don't die. I can leave you in this wasteland and let you be tortured to death by mosquitoes."

"Do it, you can do it now," Yamji said calmly, "I will still die because of you. For me, the result is the same. They are all things I want."

Manda pinched her chin and said, "Does this also count?"

"Count."

Manda sniffed, seemingly at a loss.

He looked up at the sky, thought for a long time and said, "I don't have to kill you. I can castrate you. Does that count?"

Yamji gritted his teeth and said, "I will die from this."

"I won't die, I have good skills."

A breeze blew, and Yamji moved.

"When you first broke in, I just wanted to kill you, but after you climbed out of the trap, I found that I couldn't kill you, but you could easily kill me."

"But you are still provoking crazily, as if you are worried that you will not die quickly enough."

"That's because after returning to the tribe, I received an oracle from the Earth Goddess. If I die in your hands, I will gain eternal life."

In one simple sentence, all the problems were explained clearly.

Yamji said helplessly: "Gods always like to play tricks on mortals. You appear with that man. If I die in your hands, I will have everything. If I die in his hands, I will lose everything. To me, this is a big deal." How helpless and difficult, I really wish you had never appeared, at least I could maintain my old life."

"The temptation of eternal life is so hard to resist," Manda sighed, "But it doesn't matter, you still have a chance, the road ahead is still long, you can continue to irritate me, maybe at some point I will lose my mind and really kill you. ."

Yamji shook his head and said: "I will not take another step. Only by killing you in the territory of the Kogati people will I be recognized by the goddess. This is the edge of the territory. You can either kill me immediately or Let me go."

"I am a very vicious person. I will neither kill you nor let you go. I can always find a way to torture you."

"Why do you have to do this? You will see the goddess's maid Arant soon. I swear on the name of the goddess that I have not deceived you."

Yamji closed his eyes and fell asleep lying on the grass. Manda also took a nap. When he opened his eyes, Yamji had disappeared.

Manda knew he had escaped, the sound of his footsteps was very clear.

The reason why he was allowed to escape was not because he was worthless, but because Manda had lost the ability to use him.

Goldfinger has lost its function and its skills cannot be used. If Yamji really wants to fight Manda, Manda may not be able to beat him.

Looking at the direction where the sun was rising, Manda took a deep breath, silently prayed to Gaia, picked up her backpack and continued moving forward.

Across the grassland was a desert. After walking on the desert for two days, Manda did not see Gaia's maid Arant, and his water bladder had been emptied.

Under the scorching sun, Manda walked for another two days and two nights. Extreme thirst finally made him collapse in the yellow sand.

Manda's guess was correct. On Gaia's territory, without Siegsel, his survival would be in question.

Manda has prayed to Gaia countless times, but has never heard a single response.

Who can you count on now?

I tried my best to save you, but you didn't even try to help me, at least let me live.

He wanted to stand up, but suddenly the voice of Hermes came to his ears: "Sleep peacefully. Gaia asked you to come, so it will not let you die."

…

Rain, it's raining!

Manda dreamed of a heavy rain. When he opened his eyes, he found someone pouring water on his face.

She was a girl, a dark-skinned girl, with no makeup on her face, but her simple beauty could not be concealed.

Her head was wrapped in a white gauze and she was wearing a coarse cloth. She was holding a pitcher in her hand, dipping her fingers in water and pouring it on Manda's face bit by bit.

"Are you Arant? The maid of the Earth Goddess?"

The girl blinked and said, "Yes, I am Arant, what is your name, a stranger?"

Manda quickly stood up and said, "My name is Manda Claude Sai, and I'm here to pay homage to the Earth Goddess."

As he spoke, he looked around and saw that he was in a cave. In the cave were large and small clay pots, various farm tools, and half-woven coarse cloth.

Arant handed another water jug ​​to Manda. Manda drank it in one gulp, and her dry body came to life in an instant.

"Go back, stranger, the goddess is not here."

Manda looked confused and said: "It was the goddess who guided me here. It was she who asked me to pick up a god."

"It's useless for you to tell me this. I don't know where the goddess has gone or when she will come back. I'm just a maid."

"Then I'll wait for Him here." Having come this far, how could Manda leave so easily.

"You have also seen that my life is very difficult. It is not easy to support myself. If I have another mouth to eat, I am afraid I will starve."

"I don't want to eat for free, I'll give you money!" Manda found the money bag from her backpack.

Arant opened the money bag, took out a gold coin, took a bite, shook his head and said, "You can't eat this."

That's right, what use can gold coins have in a place like this?

"I still have many divine items that I can exchange with you."

Manda took out the fake double snake staff.

Alant looked at it: "What can I do with this? Firewood?"

"It's better than firewood. You can fly on it."

"Fly up and let me take a look."

How to fly? Manda can't even control the flying boots now.

"I don't have the strength now. When I get the strength, I can fly on it."

The girl smiled: "So what if I can fly? I don't want to fly, can you farm?"

"Yes! I'm very good at farming!"

Manda stood at the entrance of the cave, looking at the endless yellow sand outside, and turned around and asked: "Where are we? I'm afraid no food can grow in the desert."

"Who says it can't grow? Come with me to get water first!"

Arant carried two water jars and took Manda to the depths of the cave, where there was a spring. The girl filled a jar of water and handed it to Manda. Manda held the water jar in her arms and felt this The jar of water is heavier than Roma.

What kind of water is this? Judging from the small size of the water tank, the density of the water should exceed that of mercury.

The strong girl took a can of water and put it on her head: "Come on, let's water it!"

Holding the water jug ​​in her arms, Manda followed the girl to the outside of the cave with difficulty, and poured the water into the yellow sand.

A piece of yellow sand was wet, but other than that, there were no other changes.

"I think this is a bit..."

"Don't be stunned, keep fetching water."

"My body has not recovered yet..."

"If you don't want to work, get out of here!"

Manda followed the girl for another trip. When she returned to the original place, Manda found that the wet yellow sand had turned into mud.

He looked at Arant in surprise. Arant smiled, with a pair of deep dimples showing on his dark cheeks: "We build the land first, and then cultivate it."