Give Me the Name of God

Buckn sits on the hillside, watching the scenery under the stars.

Looking ahead, it is the capital of the sacred kingdom, and looking behind, it is the cathedral of the royal capital.

Looking to the left is the contempt and contempt of Shelter, and to the right is the former Archbishop Howett.

Having known each other for decades, Buckn has never spoken the truth to Howett, anyway, in a dream, he decided to let go of all guards and have a good chat with this old friend.

Buckn asked: "Do you think I was wrong?"

Howett asked in return: "If one of us must be wrong, who do you think is that person?"

Buckn's expression was a little distorted. He knew it was embarrassing to say that, but he still insisted on his idea: "I think the person who is wrong is you."

Howett smiled: "You are still you, you will never change, you will never confess, you will never bow your head, you will never feel guilty for your mistakes!"

Buckn's expression became even more distorted: "Because, I never thought I was wrong."

"That's good, that's why I admire you." Huwett's voice suddenly changed, softer and louder, and Buckn looked around and found that he was missing.

He looked around and found that the sacred kingdom was gone, the king was gone, Shelty was gone, even the hillside below him was gone.

All you can see is the night sky, and Buckn's body seems to be melted by the night sky.

"Who is talking to me? Is it you? My master!" Buckn's wept.

"Even if everyone doubted you, but I never doubted you, even if everyone gave up on you, but I never gave up on you, my child, remember, I am by your side, and my blessing has never left. go."

"Lord, I was defeated. I was hit hard. I need your strength."

"I was also injured, not a minor injury. I defeated Cronus, but underestimated Hermes, the sinister and vicious Hermes, whose power exceeded my expectations."

Buckn said: "I will kill his followers and avenge you!"

There was a burst of laughter in the sky: "My child, take revenge for yourself first, take my strength and take back everything you have lost."

Buckn woke up from his dream, rushed to the roof in his nightgown, and bowed down to the sky all night.

In the early morning of the next day, General Medser (general of Sheltay), stationed in the city of Ferla (Alandis: City of Autumn Leaves), launched an offensive.

The City of Autumn Leaves is far from the King Capital. The city wall here is less than eight feet high. Soldiers with agile skills can easily climb up. Some Titan believers are even half a head higher than the city wall.

Moreover, the terrain of the City of Autumn Leaves is very low. Medser occupied the hills in the north of the city in advance. He collected a lot of logs and rolling stones on the hills. Starting from the early morning, Medser ordered a concentrated fire on the north gate. Before noon, The north gate has been breached.

Buckn was in the city, and Medeser had no idea of ​​capturing or killing Buckn. He believed that the situation in this battle was the same as that of the king, and Buckn would definitely abandon the city and flee.

It's a pity that he was wrong, Buckn did not escape, he organized the God's Punishment Army to launch a tenacious counterattack at the city gate.

Medser couldn't understand Buckn's thoughts, no matter how stubbornly he resisted, as long as it was close to hand-to-hand combat, it was futile. No matter how good an army, it could not withstand a single blow under the crush of the Titans.

The God's Punishment Army guarded the gate, and Titan believers gathered more and more outside the city gate.

A dark cloud suddenly floated above the sky, as if it was about to rain.

Medser cursed, he didn't like bad weather.

But this has no effect on him, he has no plans to use tactics such as fire attack.

The raindrops fell, quickly, hard, and loudly... it doesn't seem to be raindrops!

These raindrops hit the soldiers, splashing water, bright water splashes...

It is not a spray of water, but a flower of blood. Every time a raindrop falls, a hole will be smashed into the armor, and the soldiers' blood will gush out from the hole like a fountain.

A raindrop hit Medser's shoulder, the refined heavy armor was instantly pierced, and an arrow-like object was deeply embedded in the bone.

It's raining arrows!

Although the armor of the Titan followers is heavy and the body is strong, the arrow rain falling from the sky is extremely fast, and the penetrating power is extremely strong, which can easily penetrate the helmet and armor of the Titan army.

Medser has never seen such a scene. Is this the skill of a certain believer?

Unlike a skill, it is impossible to have such a powerful skill. Could it be a natural disaster from the gods?

Medser immediately led his troops to retreat. Although the coverage of the arrow rain was not large, with a diameter of only seven or eight hundred feet, the terrible attack density made Medser lose half of his army, and the remaining half of the soldiers were also injured. He himself A total of six "raindrops" were hit on the body, but fortunately, none of them were critical.

"This is some kind of mechanism. The mechanism hidden in the air may be triggered by a bird, or it may be triggered by a bow and arrow or a trebuchet." Maidser endured the severe pain and made a comment on the source of these "raindrops". A reasonable guess.

The medical officer dug out all six raindrops, and Medser ordered that these things like arrowheads be handed over to the craftsman immediately.

"It's sharp enough and hard enough. This should be made of stainless steel from Cotai City. With so many arrowheads made at once, Buckn really has enough capital."

But the conclusion that the craftsman got made Medser unable to understand: "My lord, this is not stainless steel, it's stone."

"Stone?" Maidser looked at the craftsman with slanted eyes.

Under Shelty's control, Medser has tempered a little bit over the years, but as usual, this craftsman may have been cut by him.

"You know my armor is special?" Medser asked.

"I know," the craftsman was a little scared, but he could only tell the truth, "your armor is made for you by the third-tier followers of Vulcan."

"How can a stone penetrate my armor?"

"I can't explain, sir, this is a very ordinary stone, very hard, but very brittle. I don't know what happened at that time, but I can guarantee that this stone can't penetrate your armor now."

"Promise now?" Maidser picked up the "raindrop" and threw it at the craftsman, but because of a shoulder injury, he could not hit the craftsman, but hit the guard on duty.

With a bang, the guard was taken aback. There was a scratch on his armor, but there was no other damage.

The sharp tip of "Raindrop" was cut off a bit. As the craftsman said, this stone is hard, but very brittle.

But why did so many people's armors penetrated at that time? There is no way to give a reasonable explanation.

Can't find a reasonable explanation, but also lost so many soldiers, how to explain to Xie Ertai?

...

Manda tied Guatle with a haggard look, and shouted sharply, "Where is the chisel?"

The skinny Guatel said firmly: "I won't tell you!"

"Don't talk about my torture anymore?"

"I can stand the torture!"

"I will not torture you, I will torture your girls, and I will still be tortured by fire!"

Guatel suffocated his mouth and said: "You are ruthless, you are shameless, you are hopeless!"

Manda wiped away his tears and smiled: "You are ruthless, you are shameless, and you are hopeless!"

Guatel cried: "Don't touch my girl!"

"Then tell me where the chisel is?"

"I can make a better girl!"

"There are already more than sixty girls, are you going to die?"

The chisel in the golden ball, the simplest one of the three weapons, belonged to Hephaestus.

At the beginning, the poet and Guatel thought that there was nothing special about this chisel, but after two days of research, Guatel discovered a shocking secret.

This is not an ordinary chisel. The end of the chisel has a cutting edge. For the craftsman, it is more like a multi-functional carving knife.

When doing wood carving, this chisel is very easy to use. Every edge of the chisel is like alive, allowing Guatel to carve every detail he wants, never worrying about making mistakes.

But the most amazing thing is that the wood carving made with this chisel is alive.

He first became a girl who was more than a foot tall, and put it on the bed for one night, and the girl came alive.

Active, every joint can move.

Very soft, just like human skin

Can walk, run, jump, and do various poses...

The next day, he became a girl with a proportion of normal people.

After one night, the girl also came alive.

On the third day, he appropriately adjusted the proportions of different parts and made three more perfect girls, and these three girls also came alive.

Since that day, Guatel has not left the room.

Manda only gave him three days to study the chisel, but because of the various encounters in the north, Manda forgot about it, and when he went to look for Guatel, his room had already appeared. More than sixty girls.

These girls don't need to eat, but they have to drink a lot of water, they need to bask in the sun every day, and they have to soak in the moist soil for a while.

They can’t speak~www.readwn.com~ but they all have their own temperaments, some are introverted and shy, some are warm and hearty, some are sentimental, some are honest and honest...

In addition to basic mobility, they also have some slightly complicated behaviors, such as kissing, hugging, slavery...

These functions are enough, Guatel did not ask too much. Under his meticulous care, the vitality of the girls is very strong, but he has become like this.

"I beg you," Guatel sniffed, "Give me one more day, just one day. I will be the perfect girl and give it to you."

Manda lowered his eyes and said, "Really give it to me?"

"Really!" Guatel looked sincere.

"You won't try it first, do you?"

"Absolutely not!"

"Is there any meat?"

"Not inferior to Rome!"

"Is it high enough?"

"Not less than six feet! (1.8 meters

Manda sniffed, and then laughed wryly with Guatel.

"Then lend you one more day, just one day..."

The function of the chisel is clarified. How about the golden skeleton filling?

The poet originally promised to spend three days to figure out the function of the golden skeleton balance, but now almost a month has passed and the poet has only figured out part of it.

Manda was about to go to the poet's mansion, but he heard Guattle remind him: "The poet's condition is a bit strange. He has changed a lot, but I believe his nature has not changed."

"He has changed a lot? Is the change bigger than you?"

Guatel wiped his nose and said, "Much bigger than me, you may not recognize him."

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