Give Me the Name of God

"Give me the name of God (

Manda was going to use a clone and Breton hard steel. Although the clone did not have most of the skills and no gold fingers, Manda thought of a way to deal with it.

First of all, he was sure that Breton did not dare to hurt him, at least he did not dare to hurt his real body, and he had to use Manda as a bargaining chip to persuade him to surrender.

Moreover, the speed of the clone is exactly the same as the real body, and its strength is not inferior. Good luck can also draw out the power of the Lord of God's Punishment. Although it may attract the attention of the Lord of God's Punishment, this side effect can be ignored at the moment of life and death. Excluding.

The combat goals of the two sides are also different. Breton's combat goals are very complicated. He wants to control Manda, but he can't hurt Manda.

Manda's combat goal is simple and clear. It's best to kill Breton. It doesn't matter if you can't, just grab the key.

Manda was ready to fight, but Breton didn't expect to fight, he wanted to do a business with Manda.

"I can give you the key, provided you do me a favor."

"Help? Do you want me to persuade my subordinates to surrender?" Manda nodded and said, "Well, you give me the key first."

Breton shook his head and said: "I'm not here to persuade you to surrender. Even if you surrender, Elmeng will not let us go. The Grand Duke is too conceited. I have gone to this place alone. I am no longer concerned about this war. Have any hope."

Manda rolled his eyes and smiled: "Could it be that you are here to surrender to me?"

"Not to you, but to a great god," Breton took out the black crystal from his arms. "This is found in your backpack. This is a gift belonging to the great god, right? ?"

Before Manda fell into a coma, he didn't pack his backpack into the Styx island, causing all the gods to fall into Shelty's hands.

But Xieertai didn't have much interest in Manda's backpack, and directly handed it to Breton, and Breton discovered the black crystal.

"My God gave me instructions that his son Typhon has been resurrected, and that I can find my destination only with Typhon, so I hope to get your recommendation."

It turned out that he wanted to be Typhon's subordinate. It's easy to say that he was introduced to Leonde. With his class and rare skills, Leonde should not refuse such a subordinate.

But the question is, did he go for it with all his heart, or did he just talk about it? If it's a trick, you have to deal with him in another way.

Breton seemed to see Manda's doubts and pointed to the corpses in the hallway: "I killed all the guards here. Isn't this sincerity enough?"

Manda raised her eyebrows and said, "What do you want me to do?"

"As long as you have a word, as long as you promise to bring me to that god, I will give you the key immediately and will help you escape."

"A word?" Manda smiled. "How significant is a word?"

"Will you agree to me?" Breton looked at Manda with sincere and urgent eyes.

Manda smiled: "Okay, I promise to introduce you to Typhon."

While speaking, Manda's real body and clone suddenly trembled at the same time.

He couldn't laugh anymore. It wasn't because of the cold or the fright, but because of some kind of force.

Manda looked at Breton in surprise and asked, "What did you do to me just now?"

"My Tier 4 skill, the abyss oath," Breton smiled. "You just made the oath under the gaze of my god. If you violate it, you will fall into the abyss of my god."

No wonder he only had to say a word from Manda, he really didn't expect that there would be such a skill in this world.

It's too late to say anything now, I've been recruited, and I can only speak up.

But this is fine, so as to save each other's suspicion.

Breton threw the key to Manda, who unchained the chain and returned to the real body.

Breton thought very thoughtfully. He was worried that Manda was not physically strong, and he also prepared a large piece of horse meat and a jug of wine for Manda.

These two things helped Manda a lot. After devouring, eating and drinking, Manda followed Breton out of the cell.

Manda is very familiar with Greyfish Town. He gave up the main road and changed to a small one, and went all the way to the edge of the town without encountering too many obstacles.

Breton pointed to the east and said, "Your camp is only a dozen miles away. Your subordinates shouldn't hurt me, right?"

"Of course not..." As soon as the voice fell, Manda shivered again. He looked at Breton angrily, "You don't have to use skills so frequently!"

Breton wiped his sweat and said: "When I get older, I have to be careful and focus on everything. I have never spared the fourth-order skills. It is because of my carefulness that I can get along with Komusen for so many years."

"Who is Komusen?"

"My old friend, the demigod of the deceitful **** who was captured by you, I guess he is no longer a demigod, maybe he has become a **** blood stone."

"He is still alive, he knows the way to live, as long as I don't tell me the way to be promoted to a demigod, I can't kill him."

Breton laughed: "Then I guess he would never say..."

As he spoke, Manda moved his ears, and he seemed to hear the sound of horse hooves.

"Go! Someone is chasing over!" Manda ran away, but Breton couldn't keep up.

He was getting older, running out of breath, and shouted at Manda: "If I die, even if you break your promise, you will still fall into the abyss of my god."

Manda slowed down and looked at Breton with a grievance on his face. He only dared to take a look like that. He didn't even have the courage to fight with each other. He worried that if he said something wrong, it would turn into an oath. .

The sound of horseshoes gradually approached, and they were about to catch up. Breton stood still and stopped running. He had to use his skills to cover himself with the abyss to retreat, which was his most common technique.

Manda felt that it was not wise to do so. The enemy knew about Breton's skills. Since they dared to chase after him, they would definitely be prepared.

As expected, Breton's skills failed.

He looked at Manda with a pale face, and said in a vague voice: "The Grand Duke has chased him personally."

Manda was startled: "Can Shelty restrain your skills?"

"He can restrain everyone's skills and go!"

Xie Ertai is a believer in ancient gods? Can he restrain everyone's skills? Which **** has such great magical powers?

Although he didn't understand Breton's meaning, Manda realized the seriousness of the problem. He ignored Breton and just fleeed ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ but it didn't take long for Shelty's cavalry to overtake him.

In the past, this was absolutely impossible, and it was impossible for an ordinary war horse to catch up with Manda.

But this time the situation was special. Manda's speed slowed down. Although it was faster than ordinary people, it was at most equivalent to the basic level of a sixth-order believer.

This means that his second-order skills have disappeared.

Manda was really taken aback by being able to restrain even the second-order skills.

Surrounded by the cavalry, Manda looked up at Shelty in front of him.

Xieertai is very short, only a little over five feet (less than one meter six). He looks good at ordinary times, and looks a bit funny on horseback.

He took a riding whip and smiled and said to Manda; "I said you have recovered, but my general did not let me chop off your hand. I guess at that time my general was bought by you. It’s just that I’m curious, in what way did you buy him?"

Manda looked at Shelty while trying to summon the clone.

Unexpectedly, the avatar technique also failed.

He tried to control Xie Ertai's horse, but the horse didn't respond, and Tier 5 skills failed.

Manda wanted to see what class Sheertai was in, but he couldn't see the shadow of gold coins, and even the first-order skills had failed.

What kind of monster is this? Why did all the skills fail?

Xieertai's face still has a smile: "I forgot to remind you that the rule of this battle is that God has no grace. To put it bluntly, it is here and now that no one can use the skills bestowed by the gods."

"You can't use it if you can't use it?" Manda was still stiff.

Xie Ertai smiled and did not respond. Breton said on the side: "This is the rule of Kronos, the second generation of gods. We must abide by it. There is only one hundred percent hourglass. We must hold on."