Give Me the Name of God

Mortal weapons cannot harm Manda.

Shelty's rule manda can impose certain restrictions on manda, but this restriction is almost negligible.

First of all, the difference in personality between the two is too big. Shelty is a sixth-level believer, and Manda is a fourth-level god, but he has not yet obtained the name of a true god. How much restriction can a mortal rule bring to Manda?

Secondly, most of Manda's power does not come from the divine blood stone. His power comes from his own original power. If he is willing, he can also swallow the Pearl of Faith. Of course, against an opponent of Sheltai's level, he has no swallowing at all. The need for pearls.

Shelty took Kunta and wanted to continue threatening Manda, but found that Manda had disappeared.

He wanted to cut off one of Kunta's hands to warn Manda not to act rashly.

But before Shelty could raise the knife, his hand fell to the ground, pressing down on Kunta's guard, and his head also fell to the ground.

By the time Shelty felt the pain, Manda had been smiling in front of him for a long time.

A loyal subordinate stood in front of Shertai, ready to give Shertai a chance to escape with his life.

Manda fulfilled him, but only half of it.

He didn't give Shertai a chance to escape, but he did take away the life of this subordinate. With a wave of his fingers, he tore the subordinate into pieces.

His other loyal subordinates were now less loyal.

Manda wiped the blood on Sheltai's face and cut off Sheltai's ear.

Before Shelty could scream, Manda poked a hole in his face again.

"Now I ask, if you say, don't tell lies, can you do it?" Manda always had a smile on her face.

With majesty, pain, and the constant loss of life and flesh, Shelty collapsed.

Manda asked: "Did Cronus ask you to do this?"

Shelty shook his head: "Kronus abandoned me. I didn't receive a response from him for too long, so I had to do it myself."

"Does Ticas know about this?"

"I don't know. I don't trust him and I didn't tell him."

"Is Lungerson still alive?"

"Alive, in the dungeon."

"Do you have any other accomplices?"

"No, I don't trust anyone."

"How did you bring these soldiers to the capital?"

"Let them dress up as servants and replace the original servants bit by bit. You haven't been to the palace recently, so you didn't notice."

Manda has indeed not been to the palace for a long time: "In the final analysis, I have relaxed my guard against you. It seems that this is my responsibility."

Shelty lowered his head and whispered: "Manda Claudesay, the enemy I hate the most in my life is you, you bitch born of slaves... I have said everything I need to say, please give me a happy ?"

Manda looked at Kunta, who was covered in bruises, and said to Shertey: "You called me a bitch born of slaves, which is okay, but you beat my family into this state, and do you still want to leave the world happily?"

Manda smiled ferociously and started the jigsaw puzzle.

The first step is to dismantle the puzzle...

When they arrived in the dungeon, Manda had someone untie Lungerson's shackles. Lungerson's first words out of the cage surprised Manda: "Is Shelty still alive? Give him some time to breathe, I beg you!" "

"What are you going to do? Still want to show some mercy to him?"

"It's not that I'm being generous, it's that I want to kill him with my own hands," Longerson gritted his teeth. "He is my nightmare. I have never defeated him. At least let me kill him."

"You won the duel in the wasteland. You broke through his army, don't you remember?"

"Does that really count me as the winner?" Longgesen wasn't too confident about this.

"You must win!" Manda's eyes were very firm.

"What to do next?" Lungerson saw Shelty's body, Manda cut him into pieces and put him back together again.

There were still more than five hundred corpses scattered on the ground. Manda was too lazy to fight anymore: "The next thing is easy to handle. You go call some people and bury them all."

Longgesen said: "What I'm talking about is what should Romulu do next?"

"I haven't thought about this problem yet," Manda sighed: "You are so useless, this makes it difficult for me to handle this matter."

Longsen thought for a long time and said: "Proclaim yourself king. Although I know you will refuse, this is the best time for you to become king, and it is also the best time for the revival of Romulu Kingdom."

"Who told you I would refuse?"

Longgesen was surprised: "Are you willing?"

"Who wouldn't want to be such a good thing as a king?" Manda stood under the statue of Hermes and said to Longeson, "Tomorrow is the first day of February, and I will be crowned king tomorrow. As King Claude Sai I, I offer sacrifices to the God of Fire!”

"Tomorrow!" Longgesen took a breath of cold wind and choked and coughed.

"Yes, you may have to be busy tonight."

"There is no need to summon the lords from all over the world..."

"No need, just gather the ministers together."

"Yeah, that's fine..." Longgesen was a little flustered. Being crowned king requires months of preparation at least, and suddenly becoming king overnight always feels a bit ridiculous.

So what if it’s absurd? Sheltai proclaimed himself king the night he captured the royal capital. Bucken directly stole the throne on the day he crowned the new king, and naturally became the king.

Don't worry, worrying too much will only do bad things.

Longerson walked towards the palace: "I will go and inform His Majesty Tikas first so that he can prepare to crown you."

"No need!" Manda shook his head, "He is not qualified to crown me."

"But, according to the rules of the two kings governing..."

"The rules have changed. Hermes, the Lord of the Gods, will crown me."

Longson's face turned pale: "Are you saying that Hermes will come to the mortal world?"

What's so surprising? Hermes has been here countless times, but you haven't seen him before.

But there is no need to trouble His old man with things like coronation. The high priest can do it for him.

Manda sat by the bed and touched Kunta's face: "I'm sorry for you."

"What's the matter? Let me get some sleep. There will be plenty tomorrow..." Kunta spoke with some difficulty. "I have always dreamed of one day wearing a crown for you with my own hands. I didn't expect that this dream has actually come true. Are you sure? I never thought that you would let me, an ugly monster, crown you as a king. I never thought..."

"Who dares to say you are ugly? I broke his teeth!" Manda held Kunta's hand, "I also always have a dream. I dream that you are making soup, I am greeting the guests, and Worm is making wine. Our tavern is doing great business.”

"You, you are already a king, why do you want to talk about a tavern?"

"You can open a tavern even if you become a king. What I said is true!"

No matter at any time, Kunta can always soften Manda's heart.

Of course, it can't be too soft. Kunta needs to rest, and Manda needs to make some preparations. Being a king is not just as simple as wearing a crown.

At dawn the next day, Manda got up early, put on a gorgeous robe, came to the gate of the palace, and stood under the statue of Hermes.

Tikas stood at the front of the team. His face was not very good. He was crowned by Sheltai, and he believed that he was also qualified to crown Manda.

This kid never learned to hide his emotions, and no one reminded him that if he kept a sullen face, his life might be as short-lived as his two brothers.

Behind him stood the ministers, who were much more mature than Tikas. When they learned that Manda was crowned king, they hid all their surprise in their hearts, as if they had heard God's will before, as if they had always heard it. Looking forward to this day coming.

When Manda first occupied the royal capital, he faced many obstacles if he wanted to be a minister of state. But now that he wants to be a king, all his ministers unanimously agreed.

They are smart people and know what they can learn from dripping blood.

Quinta ate the medicinal powder prepared by Pluto, wore Guatel's special inner-increasing shoes, held the scales and the double snake staff, completed the ceremony on behalf of Hermes, the Lord of the Gods, and put on Manda's crown.

At the end of the coronation ceremony, Manda officially became King Claude Sai of the Romulu Kingdom. He immediately issued three decrees under the statue of Hermes.

The first decree, in the capacity of King Claude Sai, announced the exemption of agricultural taxes for the whole year.

As soon as the decree came out, everyone present, including Longerson, was shocked.

At a time when the Romalu Country is short of food, Manda actually announced that there will be no food requisition this year!

If the granary is empty, what will be used to fill it?

The second decree, in the capacity of King Claude Sai, announced that craftsmen would be exempted from taxes for the whole year.

No more money? Is this crazy?

According to the third decree, the king will meet once a month for three days. During the rest of the time, he will not meet with his ministers and lords from various places.

Just once a month?

Manda did not appoint a minister of state, nor did he seek the consent of Tikas, and the decree took effect immediately.

Longesen stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, I want to talk to you."

"Don't rush now. I'll have a good talk with you after I finish participating in the Fire God's sacrifice. You'd better talk quickly, just three days."