Give Me the Name of God

"Give me the name of God (

Manda took out the parchment and wrote down the process of digging the living corpse. This time, many problems were found in the cave.

First of all, it can be confirmed that Manda did steal the lightning technology, and the wild dragon can no longer use the lightning technology, which proves that there is another force that made Stanley lose control of the living corpse.

But why is it just a living corpse? Why leave one for Stanley? Was it a mistake or a deliberate provocation? If it is a deliberate provocation, it is time to consider the issue of retreat, and the opponent's strength should be far above them.

The probability that the savage dragon did not chase is due to lack of physical strength. It is injured, which will affect its hunting. No food means that the injury is difficult to heal, and it may even worsen. Manda has seen countless carnivorous dragons who died due to injuries. This is a deadly cycle for it, unless its owner wants to help it through the storm.

The core of the problem lies with the owner, and this is also Manda’s main purpose for coming here. If the owner’s strength and intentions cannot be ascertained, Manda must abandon this manor. He cannot deal with a terrible and unknown strong for a long time. adjacent.

Manda decided to test the owner's control of the wild dragon. Although dinosaurs are as intelligent as birds, they cannot accept the high degree of domestication like mammals. Moreover, this wild dragon was seriously injured. In this case It's hard to resist the temptation of food.

Pluto and Sanjira teamed up to hunt a bison in the forest. Stanley and Manda helped the poet set up a trap in the upper side of the cave. Manda cut the bison into several large pieces and placed them on the trap. He even spilled the blood all over the place, letting the tempting smell drift into the cave.

"Such a good beef, such a sweet blood, no one can resist this temptation." Manda hiding in the dark looked at the hole intently.

Stanley was surprised: "Why did you use the word "sweet" just now? Why are you drooling at the corner of your mouth?"

"It's nothing, it's just that the lips are a bit dry."

The appearance of the Barbarian Dragon gave Manda an instinct from the Jurassic period. When he was cutting beef just now, he always wanted to secretly leave a piece for himself, but he was afraid of causing misunderstanding by others.

The smell of blood wafting in the wind made Manda irritable, and he could hardly resist this temptation. It is estimated that the dinosaur would definitely not be able to survive midnight.

It's a pity that he was wrong and there is no need to wait until midnight.

As soon as night fell, the dinosaur rushed out and plunged one head on the bright red beef.

Manda had some accidents, at least when the living corpse broke in, the dinosaur still maintained proper restraint, and waited for the living corpse to enter the depths of the cave before doing anything.

But after thinking about it, the taste of the living corpse is definitely not comparable to that of beef. Seeing the dinosaurs devouring it, Manda has the urge to go up and grab a piece.

The happy time is so short. The dinosaur has entered the preset position. As soon as the poet pulled the rope, a pit more than ten meters deep appeared on the ground. The dinosaur roared and fell into the pit. Not only did it break its hind legs, it was also thick. The stakes were fixed in the pit.

Adding wooden stakes in the pit is the basic skill for setting traps. The wooden stakes should be pointed, but considering that this kind of thing is not effective for the dragon, the poet made an improvement, using a round-headed wooden stake to jam the body of the dragon. In the gap between the stakes.

The design of the wooden stakes is very delicate, all stuck on the key points of the joints, thanks to Manda's understanding of wild dragons and the poet's exquisite craftsmanship.

The wild dragon roared crazily all night in the pit, but the owner didn't seem to have the idea of ​​rescuing it. At the next day, everyone began to discuss how to deal with the wild dragon.

Stan interest rate first proposed: "Ordinary weapons are not effective against this monster. I suggest that Lord Monchik himself go to the sinkhole to kill the monster, and then I control its corpse before going to the cave."

The poet thought for a moment and said: "This monster is not the king's opponent when it is not injured. Now it has only one breath left. Our king should be able to solve it with no effort."

Manda took a heavy note in his heart, and the new year was approaching, and at least half of the poet's year-end bonus was deducted.

Pluto shook his head and said: "We can't let our king take risks, I have some powder, and maybe it can kill this monster."

With this sentence, Pluto's year-end bonus increased by 30%.

Sanjira seemed to see through Manda's thoughts and quickly said: "I won't let Wang take a risk. We will wait here. This monster will starve to death in a few days."

Smart girl, you also have a share in a raise.

Manda cleared his throat and said: "If you don't want to get a whip, don't call me king again, Viscount Lord, you should be able to burn this monster easily with your **** fire."

Stanley looked embarrassed and said: "In fact, the last time I fought with it, I wanted to use Hellfire, but this will hurt your manor and soldiers. As you know, Hellfire's lethality is too great."

"So here is a good choice, let's stay away."

"But, in that case, there is nothing left..." Stanley finally told the truth, he wanted this monster.

Stanley is a simple and complicated person. According to his own description, he has experienced the vicissitudes of the years, but he can't conceal the turbulent blood and frivolous heart. He is always awake, but he does not want to suppress the joy of achievement. He is willing to give silently behind his back, and he is eager for everyone's cheers and praise...

To sum it up in Manda's words, he is the kind of person who can't wait to put all the best pens in the world.

Right now there is a great opportunity to put pens on, think about it, manipulating living corpses is the talent of Pluto believers, but this talent can't be shown off, normal people will have some aversion to corpses.

But now the situation is different. What he controls is no longer a human corpse, but a behemoth that is more than five meters high and ten meters long. He leads this behemoth behind him like a puppy. It doesn't need Stanley to say that even Manda is. Can imagine the sense of accomplishment after the success of the pen installation, Stanley will even ride on the barbarian dragon on the battlefield, although in a sense, he is just riding himself.

Once the fire of **** burned, there would be no bone residue left, and it might even burn the blood stone of the gods, which was obviously not the result Stanley wanted.

Seeing Stanley's constipated expression, Manda gave him an idea.

"Using your Tier 4 skills to pull the monster's soul out, isn't the rest of the body going to you?"

Stanley had thought about it too, but it was a bit risky. No one knew where the monster's soul came from. If his owner was parasitic in the monster's soul, then he would be in danger.

I struggled until the afternoon when it was true that Pluto’s poison had no effect on the wild dragon, so Stanley had to use Tier 4 skills~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The four living corpses surrounded the pit, pointing to the dragon and each stretched out. With one finger, Stanley activated his skills while standing in the distance, carefully watching the changes of the monsters.

The activation of the skills did not go smoothly. The soul of the monster was very tenacious. From noon until dusk, Stanley almost exhausted all his mana and finally pulled the soul of the monster out.

The soul of ordinary people is only the size of an apple. According to Stanley's speculation, the soul of this monster must be at least the size of a wine barrel.

Unexpectedly, the soul of the monster was only the size of a grape. Originally, Stanley wanted to check the soul, but the soul disappeared into the air in the blink of an eye.

There was a sudden burst of black smoke in the pit. Stanley was startled and had some bad feelings. He rushed to the side of the pit. The corpse of the dragon in the pit began to dissolve on its own. He cast a spell to try to control the corpse, but it had no effect. .

In just one meal, all the flesh and blood disappeared, and only a skeleton remained in the pit. There was no gloss on the bones, and it looked lifeless like a stone.

Stanley made the living corpse jump into the sinkhole and found the blood stone from below the skeleton. As he speculated, this was a third-order blood stone, and it was intact.

"It seems that this is the only gain from this trip." Stanley sighed.

Manda shook his head and said, "I guess the harvest in the cave will be even greater."

"To be honest, I don't want to continue taking risks." Stanley's face was ugly, and he seemed to be immersed in the loss of his dream shattered.

"It's not very kind, you got your things, but I'm still empty-handed..." Manda was taken aback. He found that Stanley's face was getting worse and worse, and his breathing rhythm became very weird. "What's wrong with you? Can you listen to it?" Will I speak? Your Lord Viscount, can you hear me..."