Give Me the Name of God

The pearl disappeared from the tray on the right, and a cyan liquid slowly appeared on the balance on the left.

Manda was stunned, and so was the poet.

The poet stood up and said, "What is this?"

Manda said in amazement: "Are you standing up?"

The poet stood up, although he was not very stable.

He said with embarrassment: "Actually, I stood up two days ago. All this happened too suddenly. I don’t know what to tell you first. Compared with this balance, my two legs actually It’s not that important..."

Manda looked at the poet with his mouth open, wondering whether he should be happy for him or sad for himself.

He knows too little about this world, and there are too many unknown and mysterious powers that wash away his fragile nerves time and time again.

He and the poet overlooked one thing, the blue liquid was still suspended in the left tray of the balance.

The tray on the left moved suddenly, for the first time.

Finger bones grabbed the liquid, and with a flick of the wrist bone, the liquid was accurately dropped into Manda's mouth.

This balance should be used to play baseball, and the best pitchers may not have such a shooting percentage.

The cyan liquid got stuck in his throat. Manda tried to cough and vomit, but the mass of liquid never came out. As his throat twitched, it slowly slipped into Manda's esophagus.

He shivered violently, and his whole body began to twitch.

The poet was terrified and hurriedly stepped forward to support Manda. He could barely stand up two days ago. The bottom plate was obviously unstable. Manda fell on his back and fell heavily to the ground with the poet.

"Patriarch! Patriarch!" The poet ignored the pain and hugged Manda tightly. "Patriarch, what's wrong with you! God, I know that I shouldn't explore this divine object, I shouldn't explore something that doesn't belong to mortals." wisdom!"

Manda gasped hard and said with difficulty: "Put away the balance and take me to another room. Hurry, the sooner the better, and watch what is coming."

"What watch?"

"Do as I say!"

Since coming to this world, Manda has felt the gaze of the gods for the first time, the gaze that is coming.

It felt like someone was calling. The call was not answered yet, but Manda heard the ringing first.

...

Hermes pulled away a cloud of mist in the temple, and saw the mortal Manda.

The poet was holding Manda limping into the bedroom, and Manda was already in a coma.

Hermes frowned and said, "Is he injured?"

Pan Shen stood aside and shook his head repeatedly: "I watched him last night. He is very good. He tossed with four women all night."

"He really has this mood, and he doesn't look at what time it is!"

"He just started a fight between the two forces. In the long run, this is indeed a victory worth celebrating."

Hermes shook his head and said: "The war between the Lord of God's Punishment and Kronos is not over yet. Kronos was seriously injured. The war will soon turn around. He doesn't have to spend too much time here.

Odysseus is about to arrive in the country of dispatchers, the name of the newly born **** is not yet stable, and the authority has just sprouted, and it is likely to be stolen by Athena. "

Pan Shendao: "Let me go. Although the power in the world will be limited, it should be more than enough to deal with Odysseus."

"It's too close to the edge of the world. We can't easily show up there. The rules are the rules. Too presumptuous will anger Gaia, so we can carve deeds on the rock as soon as possible to make Harumath's authority stronger."

Huh! Huh! Huh!

The sound of axe and chisel in the distance was endless, and Hermes sighed softly: "Hephaestus is really hardworking. Most of the gods on Olympia have been forgotten by the world. How many deeds are left for him to carve?"

Shen Pan squeezed his fangs: "Aris often goes to the cliffs to tamper with some disgraceful history. Hera has always condoned this. Hephaestus is so stubborn. As long as he finds tampering, he must revise it back. During this time they have fought many times on the cliff."

"It's all idle!" There was a rare sullen expression on Hermes' face, "It seems that I have to find something for them to do, how is Sandil prepared?"

"She has completely controlled Medusa's body and often goes to the forest hunting ground to hone herself."

Pan Shen said very tactfully, but Hermes understood what he meant.

"How do I understand this behavior? What did he do to provoke Artemis? Does he have nothing else to do? From today on, let her guard by the cliff and go to sculpt Harumas as long as there is a gap. Deeds."

Pan Shen leaned over to salute, and was about to leave, Hermes said again: "Go and see Manda, he seems to be really injured, and the injury is still very serious."

Leaving the palace of Hermes, Pan Shen was about to go to the forest hunting ground to search for Sandil, but suddenly he saw Callisto blocking his way.

Pan Shen's mood is not too good, but he can put a cordial smile on his face under any circumstances.

"Beautiful nymph, what can I do for you?"

"I need your help."

"Don't speak so loudly..." Pan Shen looked around, "If you don't mind, please go to the humble house to tell, just rest assured, I won't do anything wrong with you."

Callisto smiled and said, "Take out everything you can think of. Do whatever you want. I promise you."

Pan Shen smiled and said, "That's really flattered, beautiful fairy, please come with me."

When he arrived at Pan's palace, Callisto unlocked the brooch and said, "I need your help for two things."

Pan Shen quickly helped Callisto take the brooch back: "Let's talk about it first."

"It's okay to do things first," Callisto gently lifted his skirt. "The first thing, I want to regain my authority in the world."

God Pan put down Callisto's skirt respectfully: "With all due respect, this is impossible."

"Don't say it so absolute, your father is the ruler of order, and I am just a mortal **** believed by a group of wild people in the world."

"It's just a mortal god?" Pan asked Callisto to sit down and poured her a glass of wine. "I think you should miss that day. The pearls of faith keep popping up in your body, and you are going to take your belly. Shocked."

Callisto nodded and said: "There is such a situation. At this time, I will drive all the believers out and will not allow them to recite my honorable name, but the pearls still keep surging to the faith. I have to vomit some in the sac, otherwise I can’t digest it.”

Pan Shen smiled and said: "You have also seen the harvest of the Queen of Heaven today, with 13 pearls. This is already a day worthy of joy."

Callisto said: "I know that the queen is in a bad situation, but she has at least thousands of believers in the world. There shouldn't be such a little gain every day. I suspect that someone has stolen the power of her faith."

Pan Shen shook his head and said: "No one dares to steal her beliefs. The queen is very irritable and sensitive. Even if he catches a trace of suspicion, the entire Olympia Mountain will be upset.

At present, there is only so much power of faith that belongs to him. In the world, there are indeed thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people who remember his name, but those people are not his believers at all. They never pray to Hera, let alone Will offer sacrifices to Hera,

When women get married and give birth to children, they pray to the Lord of God's Punishment. They have long since regarded the queen as a protector. Hera is a legend written in a sheepskin book, a story in the mouth of an old woman, a storyteller and a poetry singer. People can make up a lot of fragrant jokes for the queen for two copper coins. Do you think these people will bring the power of faith to the queen? "

Callisto thought for a moment and said: "There are still loyal believers. Last month, Hera received a sacrifice..."

"Yes, a grand sacrifice, a total of two hundred and three pearls were harvested, can it be compared to the sacrifice you made when you were in the world?"

Callisto didn't say anything. She could harvest at least three to five hundred pearls in a sacrifice in the world, and thousands of pearls are not uncommon.

Pan Shen went on to say: "In the world, there are four or five secret organizations that believe in Hera, and there are two to three hundred people in total. This is what you call a devout believer.

But how religious can these people be? They had heard of Hera’s deeds and had a similar experience to Hera. They offered sacrifices to Hera in exchange for Hera’s blessing, and hoped that Hera could help them find their husbands who had recruited bees and butterflies. Severely punish the shameless women who seduce their husbands,

But did Hera care about her followers? Is there a difference between mortal and dust in his eyes? How much piety do you think a mortal can offer to a statue and a few legends? Facing a goddess who cannot see, hear, and will never respond, how long can a mortal remain religious? If the statue of Hera is discovered, they will be treated as heretics and burned to death on the stake, facing such a big danger, how long can they maintain their piety? "

Callisto lowered his head: "When I was in the world..."

"You are different. You used to be a living God. God is right in front of your believers. You watch believers worship, eat their sacrifices, and punish believers for their mistakes. They can see all these things, they can see Your joy and anger, they can even see you fighting for them. This belief is true. Even a shout to honor is better than a million prayers. I can even tell you that the mortal world There are tens of thousands of soldiers who secretly believe in Ares and Athena, and even the power of faith they have gained cannot be compared to yours.

But now all of this is over. You have lost everything. I don’t have the power to help you regain the authority in the world. That’s too precious, and now all of this belongs to Athena, and I don’t have the power to compete with him. Be realistic, maybe I can help you with other things. "

Callisto took a deep breath and said, "I want to find my son."

Pan Shen nodded and smiled: "This is the real meaningful thing. According to the information I have, your son should be in the mortal world. I can ask his father's believers to help you search for his clues~www.readwn.com~ What are you in exchange for?"

Callisto thought for a moment and said, "I can help you get rid of Hera."

Pan Shen was shocked and said: "You can't talk nonsense about this. We have great respect for the Queen of Heaven and don't have any hatred..."

"Hera hates you deeply," Callisto said. "Between him and Hermes, there is always one dying. It is not a bad thing for him to die earlier."

Pan Shen blinked, and Callisto was right, but it was too direct.

"If, I mean, if, if you really need to do that one day, do you have the power to contend with the Queen? The original power of the Queen is still very terrifying."

Callisto said: "I said, it's help. This matter is dominated by you. I only provide help."

Hearing this, Pan Shen nodded and said, "I will tell my father about this matter. This transaction is basically settled."

Callisto said again: "When I find a clue to my son, I still need you to help me rescue my child."

Pan Shen turned his face and said, "This is another deal. What are you trading for?"

Callisto whispered: "I will take back the power of the giant bear mother goddess from Athena, half of it to you, and half to myself, will it be done?"

The old goat sighed: "You still don't want to face reality..."

"I am in charge of this matter. You only need to help."

Pan Shen's eyes lit up: "Can you let me hear the details?"

"I have been a mortal **** for ten thousand years in the extremely cold land. There are some things that only I know how to do."

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