Give Me the Name of God

The lion fights the elephant and the rabbit with all his strength. The third-level Stanley is enough to crush the second-level Campora, but he is not careless at all. Manda likes this attitude very much.

After making the mark, Stanley still needs to lay out his tactics.

"Mr. Nidali, although you said that you are a first-level believer of the ancient gods, I can't smell any smell of believers of the ancient gods in you. Maybe I shouldn't ask more about this matter, but if you are willing to tell me Your natal god, or if you are willing to tell me your first-level skills, we will be more confident."

"I am a believer in Typhon's Chimera, and my first-level skill is sharp claws." Manda said frankly about his false identity.

"Chimera?" Stanley was very unfamiliar with this. "I don't know much about Typhon's followers, but the claw skill makes me a little worried. Was Campora's battle ax broken with claws?"

Manda nodded.

Stanley said: "Then you should not take action easily. The first-level skill of the false god believers is called Fury. When the anger flows uncontrollably, their strength and speed will increase crazily. The second-level skill is called Blood Corrosion. When being attacked, The enemy's damage will cause a lot of bleeding, and their body will become stronger. Your claws are likely to cause the opponent to bleed a lot, and I don't want Campora to use the second level skill, which may make things get out of hand. "

The skills of the God's Punishment Warrior are really special. According to Stanley's description, both the first-level and second-level skills need to be triggered by external factors. They seem to be so-called passive skills.

Stanley's plan was very complete. He would first let the soldiers lead Campora and his party into the forest from the path. When they entered the ambush circle, Stanley would lead the soldiers to knock them down immediately, and then beat them until they dared not resist. until the warning is given:

"You are not allowed to approach the tavern in the future, and you are not allowed to harm the people in the tavern. As long as the flag of Viscount Gassac is still hanging on the tavern, no one will be allowed to challenge the majesty of the lord!" Stanley said to Manda, "This is my prepared warning. His content is brought to Viscount Gaisak to prevent future entanglements. Is there anything else you want to say?"

Deterrence by force, stern warning, and moderate harm are the core of Stanley's tactics. Manda nodded: "I completely agree."

Stanley wanted to make more preparations, but suddenly he saw the soldier who had just left the forest running all the way to Stanley. He did not speak, and Stanley did not make a sound. The two stood in silence for a moment. Stanley turned his head and said: "Campola Here we are, it seems that the collection of offerings went smoothly, more smoothly than we imagined."

The Divine Punishment Consecration is a tax that the Divine Punishment Church levies from nobles and commoners every year. The nobles pay a fixed amount, while the common people have to pay one-tenth of their annual income in order to repay the love of the Lord of Divine Punishment to the world.

Although the Divine Punishment Consecration comes from the Pope's order, it is very difficult to collect it in a place like Niujiao Town. The nobles would try their best to lower the amount of tribute. Rich people like Stanley only paid three gold coins this year. God's Punisher had made several protests to Viscount Gaisak, but in the end they all fell into disrepute.

It is even more difficult to collect the offerings from farmers. After paying the autumn tax, the farmers who have not become refugees can only struggle on the line of life and death. The few pieces of bread and bacon left are the last capital for their survival. If the God's Punishers dare to rob, they will fight tooth and nail, and Viscount Gaisak will secretly support the resistance of the civilians. The second to fifth days of the new year are the days for collecting offerings. Every divine punisher is fighting with the nobles and the poor day and night.

But why did Campora come back so early? This surprised Stanley.

"I will let my soldiers lead Campora over. If he refuses to take the bait, we can only rush to the path to intercept him. The environment there is not concealed enough. It is likely to be discovered by other God's Punishers. If there is a candle, The fight cannot end within the time limit, we must leave, otherwise the situation will become very dangerous."

Manda was silent for a moment, then raised his head and said, "Let me lure Campora over. If he hates me so much, he will definitely take the bait."

Stanley smiled and said, "I thought so too, but I was just worried that you would be in danger."

Manda said: "This is my business, and I should take risks for it."

"I like your courage, I will let people protect you secretly."

Manda ran to the path outside the pine forest, taking a steady breath and observing the surrounding situation.

The soldier sent by Stanley was hiding in the woods. Judging from the angle, he should not be able to see his face.

Ahead was the corner of the path, and the danger pendant was getting hotter. Campora would appear soon. By the time he saw his face clearly, it was estimated that the distance between the two sides was less than twenty meters.

Manda wiped her face with her sleeve and took the opportunity to put on a mask of provocation. The color of the mask was so close to her skin that you couldn't even tell it existed unless you looked carefully.

There was a burst of chatter and laughter from the front. Campora and four first-order divine punishment warriors came over. They were lucky today. They met a pious and generous businessman who directly donated 30 gold coins, plus the collection in the morning. With more than 400 silver coins, Campora has completed the task ahead of schedule.

"Don't rush back to the church. Go and stay at my friend's house for a few days, so that Deacon Amado won't have to worry about it again." The so-called friend's house is actually Campora's own house, but God's punishment People are not allowed to own private property, so a friend's house is a tacit and euphemistic term.

"There are some things we shouldn't say nonsense. What qualifications does Deacon Amado have to point fingers at you? You have made meritorious deeds on the battlefield." A divine punishment warrior sighed.

Another samurai said: "Last time in the tavern in the east of the city, he was scared to death by Stanley, but the bishop came to blame you!"

"Amado is really an incompetent person. If only he had some courage, the heresy in Niujiao Town would not be so rampant!"

"They won't be rampant for long," Campora spat, "I'm going to burn the horn flag in that tavern tonight!"

"But we should have a reason, otherwise Deacon Amado..."

"Don't mention that coward again!" Campora spat again, "I have already thought of the reason. We will go to that tavern tomorrow to collect the offerings. If he comes out to pay, we will beat each one to death. If they don't come out, I just said they were resisting donations!”

"The east side of the city is not our territory."

"So what!" Campora said with a ferocious smile, "I'm going to tear that kid's face apart!"

As soon as the words fell, several God's Punishment Warriors suddenly stopped, and the boy's face seemed to appear in front of them.

Not far ahead, standing in the middle of the path, he kept staring at Campora with a strange smile on his face.

That smile was so hateful that several warriors wanted to rush up and tear his face apart.

But he showed no fear and kept his eyes on Campora.

Snowflakes fell on Campora's bare head, melted into water, and white mist evaporated. The power of the provocative mask was very powerful, and the God Punisher's first-level skill - Furious Flow was activated.

Every inch of his muscles was swelling, and the hand holding the battle ax had veins popping out.

"Watch him closely, don't let him run away, don't rush forward in a hurry, there must be other helpers around him..."

Campora was still rational, but before he finished speaking, he saw Manda curling her fingers at him.

Anger broke through the last trace of reason, Campora roared and rushed forward.

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