Give Me the Name of God

Early in the morning, Manda got up, walked from Weixing Mountain to Zuoyu Mountain, then from Zuoyu Mountain to Youyu Mountain, and then from Youyu Mountain back to Weixing Mountain.

He has to walk once a day, without flying boots or traveling through the underworld, just like this step by step, from dawn to dusk.

At dusk, he will take all the people to dance together, a very ancient and simple dance. The core feature of this dance is that no matter what the posture, his eyes have to look at the earth.

After dancing and eating, Manda will randomly hold a wife and carry it into the tent.

Except for Roma, she carried Manda into the tent every time.

After it's over, Manda will take a solid sleep, and then go back and forth the next day and do the same thing.

"He is like a beast that patrols the territory. I did this before when I was hunting." Medusa wanted to accompany Manda, but she couldn't hold on. The weather was too cold.

There are fewer and fewer tents in Qixing Mountain, and many people choose to leave.

The merchants are gone, and the students are gone.

Most of the farmers have gone, they do cherish the land, but the premise is valuable land. The farmers in Qixing City are very rich. They dug out the buried pots and took out a dozen gold coins. They could buy another piece of land elsewhere.

The craftsmen did not leave, none of them.

One wanted to leave, was beaten by other craftsmen, and finally gave up the idea of ​​leaving.

Artisans are the wealthiest group in Seven Star City. With their savings, they can live a lifetime without worries in any place.

But they refused to leave, because no matter where they went, it was impossible to get the treatment in Qixing Mountain. There was something that other craftsmen would not dare to expect in their lives—respect.

The poet was sitting in a wheelchair and hoisting the banner of Hephaestus. He swore under the banner: "Within two months, Qixing Mountain will no longer live in tents. We must at least live in a wooden house!"

The craftsmen shouted excitedly, Guatel wiped his nose next to him, and whispered to the poet: "Your legs are already healed, why are you still in a wheelchair?"

The poet glared at Guatel, and he felt that he was more temperamental than his previous image.

Half a month after the disaster, the Marquis of Sailing came to the door: "Master Claude Sai, I should have come to visit you long after the New Year, but it took some time to prepare gifts."

There was a long queue of horses and carriages outside Qixing Mountain, and the Marquis of Sailing sent a million pounds of grain.

"The fleet is docking one after another. I don't have the strength to fight the gods with you, but I know how to fight hunger."

Manda was surprised by the reaction of the Marquis of Sailing. With Manda's understanding of the nobles, it is now a good time to get down the ground.

But Sailing still remembers one thing, Manda is still the Minister of State Affairs, except for the two kings who were emptied, he is still the most powerful person in the entire Roma country.

In addition, Sailing also maintains a heartfelt respect for Manda. Although he hated Manda and feared Manda, he had a peaceful life for many years after Manda took over the entire southwest. As long as he cares about the harvest of food, the city of turbulence has never been involved in war again.

Two days later, Al rushed in and brought a thousand animals.

"They are all good beasts in the prime of life, able to work and give birth to babies, endlessly!" The old Marquis laughed loudly, and his bones seemed to be healthier than ever.

"It is good to be able to live, and to be able to live is good!" He looked at Manda's wives and praised Medusa. what!"

Medusa hid behind Manda. She was very disgusted with Al Meng, always feeling that his eyes could penetrate into her clothes.

When Manda introduced Roma, El Meng's smile disappeared. He always thought this was Manda's captain of the guard.

"This, it should be able to give birth..." Elmeng believed that men could leave offspring, but he thought that Manda hadn't had such a cultivation level yet.

The lord of Parrot City, Marquis Moritz, was the closest, and Manda was the latest to come. Originally, Manda didn't plan to deal with it, but when he knew the reason for his lateness, Manda couldn't help himself.

The gift he sent to Manda was ore, a very rare ore. There are many special metals smelted from ores that are necessary for forging gods.

It can be seen that Moritz has worked hard to prepare two hundred carts of precious ore, but Qixing Mountain is not short of ore. Among the largest ore producing areas in the southwest, Parrot City is counted as one, and Qixing Mountain is also counted as one.

If you really can't think of what to send, you can send some dried fish from Lanshahe.

Now that the ore is here, it's time for the kiln to start, and the poet gradually walked out of the shadow of sorrow while he was busy.

January is not over yet. The first batch of wooden houses on Qixing Mountain have been built. Manda’s life remains the same, except that after dancing every day, he will wash off sweat with his wife in the bathroom, and then lock the bathroom. Such one can't escape.

On the last day of January, Lasius came to say goodbye, and it was not easy to hear the man who came and went without a trace saying goodbye.

Ogg's emotions were a bit agitated. He sent a roast chicken later, a can of wine later, and sent Rasius the new clothes that Helena had sewed for him.

Except for Helena, he gave everything he could.

Lasius expressed his gratitude for Ogg's enthusiasm, and at the same time sent a kind reminder: "Go back, kid, adults have to talk."

Ogg pursed his lips and left angrily.

Lasius laughed: "He regarded me as a demigod of the great prophet, but I am not."

Manda nodded and said; "I know you are not."

Rasius took out a walnut-sized stone from his arms and handed it to Manda: "You have done everything you can. You are a person who loves creatures. I will give you the spell that the great prophet gave me. If you want to find me, please hold on to this charm and pray to the great prophet, I will definitely feel it."

Manda accepted the spell, and Rasius exhorted: "You should almost go to the capital. February is almost here. Vulcan is still waiting for the kingdom's sacrifice, and your family needs your help."

family?

Manda took all his family back to Qixing Mountain, with only two exceptions, one was Kunta who stayed in the royal capital, and the other was Chuyt who stayed in the Kingdom of Baier.

Is Quinta in trouble?

You should bring a bodyguard to Quinta, but Manda firmly believes that Rongerson can protect Quinta.

Rasius was about to get up when Manda asked another question: "Why not go to Olympia?"

Lasius blinked his eyes and said, "I am a mortal, what do I go to Olympia?"

Manda did not continue to argue. Since he asked, he naturally knew the identity of the other party.

Lasius is Prometheus. He brought the diseased patients to the royal capital again and again. At that time, Manda should have thought that the character of Prometheus shined with fearlessness, unyielding, and sacrifice.

"Zeus will not accept you, but Hermes is willing to accept it. He has rebuilt your temple. After you go up the mountain, you will become his right-hand man, and it may even be the master god."

"I said, I'm just a mortal," Rasius smiled. "Mortals don't look down on mortals. Mortals will always stand beside them. One day, when you look down on mortals, remember that there is still me among them."

Can I stay in the mortal world after becoming a god?

Prometheus is a good example.

But does Manda really want to live like him?

This question is open to discussion.

In order to help mortals fight against the gods, Prometheus paid too much, and Manda did not have the courage to bear the price.

But the great prophet's advice is still to be listened to. Manda immediately went to the royal capital, and found an anomaly as soon as he arrived at the mansion.

None of the servants were there, but a lot of guests came.

There are more than five hundred troops in the mansion. Although they have not yet appeared, Manda has already smelled their breath.

Not only the breath of soldiers, but also the breath of rules.

Manda sat in the lobby, thinking about whether to sit with them for a while or send them on the road earlier.

Without waiting for Manda to make a decision, Xie Ertai took the lead and said: "Claudes, I could kill you silently, but you are an opponent worthy of my respect. I want to say a few more words to you, I I want you to know whose hands you died,

Don’t try to struggle or resist. Before you come, I have made a lot of preparations. There are 15 rules here. You cannot use skills, no talents, no gods, no gods, no gods, and no gods to give you. You can only rely on your own strength to fight with 500 of the most sophisticated fighters. Do you think you still have a chance to survive?

Claudesai, you are smart and vicious enough. The only mistake you made was to think that I really gave up the fight and went to **** to reunite with that ugly monster and that stubborn and stupid general~www .readwn.com~ The voice fell to the ground, and arrows were all around. In the rain of arrows, Manda thought about an important question. The monster he was talking about was not Quinta, right?

Quinta is still alive, and Manda can still smell him.

Five hundred soldiers fired thousands of feather arrows. The dense feather arrows were inserted on the table, on the wall, and on the floor, and left a stroked painting along Manda's body.

He stood up from the arrow, listening to the rapid breathing.

The fear burst out of hundreds of people at the same time made their breathing rhythm become uniform.

Shelty, who was hiding on the stairs, moved his toes, he wanted to escape.

Suddenly, Manda looked up at him and said softly: "Don't move, don't move at all."

Xie Ertai shivered for a long time, and suddenly the dying Quinta was pulled from behind, and shouted to Manda: "If you dare to come over, I will kill him."

Manda smiled and said, "Lucky for you, he is still alive, otherwise you won't even have the chance to go to hell."