Give Me the Name of God

At dawn the next day, the two returned to the valley. Manda, who hadn't slept for two days, had already reached his limit, but he still had to report the details of the incident to Sphinx with Worm.

From the inevitable death to the Jedi's counter-killing, they staged a shocking reversal. Unfortunately, the lion girl was not satisfied. She asked Manda: "Why don't you bring back the old Yaman's artifact?"

Manda really wanted to reply: This is none of my business! But thinking of Sphinx's violent temper, he swallowed the anger forcefully.

This is indeed not Manda's fault, Worm's experience is much richer than Manda's, maybe it was negligence, maybe it was the outbreak of the Virgin's heart, in short, he made a low-level mistake.

After being reprimanded and rewarded with two gold coins, Manda returned to the room and threw his head on the bed. He was sure that he would fall asleep within five seconds, but before he closed his eyes, he saw Kuntana. Double flickering big eyes.

"I have found your soulmate!" Kunta said excitedly.

"Stop making such jokes! Don't blaspheme!" Manda pushed Kunta away, but Kunta still didn't give up.

"It's Hermes, right? The god of commerce, travelers, shepherds, and thieves, you carry his wisdom with you!"

"Does not the wisdom in me belong to Athena?"

"It's different from Athena. It's another kind of wisdom. Listen to this description. This is his first-level skill. Everything has value. Isn't this your skill?"

Manda's heart trembled, he almost cried out, but after thinking about the previous memories, he still controlled his expression rationally.

Kunta is a friend, but he values ​​his life more, which is not his fault, but it also means that he risks betraying himself.

Manda smiled lightly: "Actually, I think my natal god should be Apollo."

"Impossible!" Kunta took out the parchment, "Apollo's first-level skill, when the arrow passes, it will be bright. Do you have such an ability?"

"No!" Manda replied very simply, "I'm just like you. I'm a white duck who hasn't advanced yet. How can I have any skills?"

"Then why can you see the value of the item?"

"That's because... I may have walked the path of the Chimera."

"Chimera! That monster with the head of a lion and the body of a sheep!" Kunta took several steps back, "It's impossible, absolutely impossible! How do you know it's him?"

"Chimera has a talent for finding gold. That's not a skill, it's a talent. This talent allowed me to find valuable things in the market."

Manda made up this set of lies according to the description in "Theogony". From shock to loss, Kunta's expression gradually dimmed.

"I thought you had really embarked on the path of the natal god, and I even thought you were the favored one of the gods." Kunta turned and left lonely.

Manda shouted: "Is the god of life so important?"

"That's what we are like, just like the Earl, whose natal god is Zeus, you can see the kingly spirit in him, and Horna, whose natal god is Aphrodite, you see How beautiful she is..."

Manda was shocked, and his tiredness was driven away a lot: "The earl has the blood of Zeus? Then why did he become a follower of Typhon? Is it also because he misunderstood his own god?"

"Of course not. He learned the secret technique of the high priest when he was young, so how could he misunderstand his bloodline?" Kunta sighed, "It's just because the path of the Twelve Lord Gods is really too difficult."

The personality of the gods is different, the threshold for entry is different, and the upper limit of believers is also different.

The personality of the main god must be higher than other gods, and the threshold should be higher.

Kunta left, Manda didn't have the energy to think about these complicated issues, he just hugged the soft pillow when Leonde appeared again.

According to Manda's own rule of three shifts and two downs, now it's their team's turn to be on duty.

"What about human nature? What about conscience? They must arrange at least one person to change shifts with me!" Wrapped in a blanket, Manda huddled under a pine tree, closed her eyes, and immediately fell asleep.

Before he fell asleep, Kunta was studying the ciphertext on the stone statue. When Manda woke up in the afternoon, Kunta was still fiddling with the parchment.

Manda leaned forward and said, "What's the revelation this time?"

"You're not interested anyway." Kunta didn't look up, he was very disappointed in Manda.

"Who said I'm not interested, I really want to learn about the twelve gods."

"This is not the knowledge of the Lord God, but the knowledge of believers."

"What I want to talk about is the knowledge of believers. For example, what are the second-level skills of Athena believers?"

Kunta shook his head and said, "There are no second-level skills on the stone statue, but only the names of the first-level skills and the ceremony for entering the level."

Manda was stunned and said, "How can it be so valuable with only such a few things?"

"This is the knowledge of the believers of the Lord God. Even the earl can't tell the skills of the believers of the Lord God. A word of money is not too much!"

"The blood of the Lord God is very precious, right?"

Kunta shook his head and said: "It's not precious, the Lord God will bring unimaginable power to his followers, but very few people can get the favor of the Lord God, in this world, at least half of the people shed the blood of the Lord God, some even said That's a very mediocre bloodline."

Manda said: "Then why have I never seen a full-level believer of the Lord God?"

"Still at the full level?" Kunta looked at Manda like a madman, "I haven't even seen a first-level Lord God believer, and I haven't even heard of a second-level believer. Do you know how difficult it is for a Lord God believer to upgrade? "

"How difficult is it?"

Kunta said: "Every time an ancient god believer advances to a higher level, he must hear the voice of the god. Do you know how high the status of the main god is? Do you think he has such a good mood to talk to a mortal?"

My natal God is in a good mood, and he has spoken to me a lot. Manda pursed her lips and said, "Maybe the Lord God is not that busy, but he still speaks a word or two once in a while."

"How can one or two sentences be enough? If you want to rise to the full level, you must hear at least eight summons."

"Eight times? Why so many?"

"The eighth rank is the full rank!"

Manda took a deep breath and said, "I don't have enough sleep. Don't lie to me. The lion girl only needs two levels, and the earl only needs four levels. Even if the main god is different, it doesn't need to be such an exaggeration as eight levels!"

"This is the status of the main god! This is the hardship of the believers of the main god! Demon gods can only be at the fourth level at most, ordinary gods can at most be at the fifth level, Titan gods have the sixth level, and the twelve main gods can only be considered full at the eighth level."

Manda looked at Kunta blankly, and suddenly felt that the road to eternal life was dim.

"Can I immediately go up to the second level after I've been promoted to the first level?"

"Of course not. You must use all the skills of the current level to the extreme before you can perform sacrifices to the next level, and the sacrifices are different every time."

"What is extreme?"

"It is full proficiency, the gods will guide you, and you can perceive it."

Manda thought for a moment, feeling that the scale marks on his body were the guidance of the gods.

Kunta said: "Up to the eighth level, you need to get a divine weapon, and the divine weapon of the main god is unimaginable. In the Oligino continent, so far, no divine weapon of the main god has been found."

"I understand," Manda nodded. "It's no wonder the Earl and Lioness gave up their natal gods."

Kunta said: "Every believer of the ancient god longs for eternal life, but the path to eternal life for the believers of the main god is too slim, and many people choose shortcuts, which also makes the Valley of Resentment a place for many people to fight for."

Seeing Manda's solemn expression, Kunta smiled and said, "You don't need to worry about anything. The Chimera's ladder has only two floors, just like the Sphinx. I believe you will get the name of God soon."

Manda picked up a branch and started drawing circles on the ground, thinking he had chosen the wrong path.

This kind of thought is just a flash, if the natal god finds out, I'm afraid he will tear his brain out and rub it again.

"I'm just curious, and I want to ask casually, what kind of sacrifices do Athena's followers need when they enter the order?" Manda wanted to ask Hermes directly, but felt that this was too explicit.

"According to the records on the stone statue, we need three talking owls that are at least 70 years old, and a walking olive tree that is at least 450 years old."

"Why can't I understand you? Is there such a thing in the world?"

When Typhon's believers enter the stage, they only need a sheep as a sacrifice. Although the level of the demon god is not high, at least Manda has seen tolerance.

"Athena is already tolerant, let me see this, this is Apollo's..."

"Let's not talk about Apollo, let's talk about Hermes first." Manda didn't want to be so direct, but now he was very suspicious of the identity of his own god, and he didn't prepare anything during the sacrifice.

"Hermos' sacrifice is even more demanding," Kunta said as he opened the overnight parchment, "He needs a drop of blood from another god, and the blood of a god is not so easy to find."

With a drop of blood, Manda began to recall the process of the sacrifice.

He gave a drop of blood, and the god of life also gave a drop of blood, and the god of life secretly replaced a drop of Typhon's blood.

Where did that drop of Typhon's blood go? Could it be that the drop of Typhon's blood became a sacrifice?

It made sense, it finally made sense! It's Hermes!

Everything has value, and he has become a first-order follower of Hermes.

But the threshold of the main god is so high, why can Hermes take a fancy to him?

...

After dinner, the sentry duty was about to end, and the Sphinx summoned Manda again.

"Weak water is three thousand, you just take my scoop to drink, and the brand is seventy, you can beat me alone!"

"What kind of weak water, what brand?" Lioness frowned, "I asked you to investigate Saurons' barracks."

Is she out of her mind? Do you believe what old Yaman said?

"Do you think that's true? Are you sure old Yaman didn't lie to us?"

"I'm not sure, so I'll let you make sure."

"What if it's a trap?"

"Sacrifice at most one of you."

Vicious woman, I originally had a crush on you...

Manda gritted her teeth, "Should I go with Worm?"

"He is not suitable, he is too boring," Sphinx smiled strangely, "I will give you a beautiful girl this time."