Give Me the Name of God

If he wasn't in such a hurry to save God's Punisher, Manda would have really wanted to have a good argument with the old goat.

This task is too difficult. Changing a person's beliefs is even more difficult than changing a person's appearance.

Ordinary people may still have ways, but the Divine Punishment Warrior is an iron plate that cannot be broken through. Maybe some Divine Punishers are not so pious to the Lord of Divine Punishment, but the power of the Divine Punishment Warrior comes from the Lord of Divine Punishment, who wants them to be Twenty-five boys?

Putting a knife on their necks may force them to recite the honorable name of Hermes, and make them believe in Hermes from the bottom of their hearts, unless they have to change their heads.

And this kind of thing cannot be verified at all. A person can swear a poisonous oath to Manda a hundred times and declare his firm belief in Hermes, but who knows whether his oath is true?

No wonder so many third-level believers have fallen on the road to promotion to the fourth level. There are bottlenecks in cultivation and no way to advance. Manda really can't understand. Since the power of the ancient gods comes from believers, why do they set so many thresholds for believers? In the Church of Divine Punishment, as long as the Divine Punishment Warriors have enough merit and talent, they will naturally be promoted when the time comes. According to this trend, what can the ancient gods do to compete with the Lord of Divine Punishment?

Don’t think too deeply about this issue. Thinking too much would mean blasphemy and even offend Hermes.

But why would the old goat take the initiative to mention promotion to the fourth level at this time? My experience bar hasn't reached 10% yet.

This should be some kind of reminder. There are exactly two divine punishment warriors in hand right now, which may be a good opportunity.

Manda did not rush to give the God Punisher medicine. He came to Salif first and invaded his dream.

After entering the dream, Manda immediately regretted it, because Salif himself was suffering from great pain, and his dream world was also full of pain. His dream turned into a huge pot with boiling soup. Salif was soaked in the soup and cooked repeatedly, and his skin fell off layer by layer. There was no blood on the wounds, some of the flesh was still a little angry, and some of the flesh was already overcooked.

This is Salif's current situation, and every second is hell.

Who can save him from pain?

Of course it is the great, wise, wise, majestic, merciful, and supreme Hermes.

After some solemn and devout prayers, Manda turned herself into the appearance of Hermes with reference to the idol. This should be considered a serious offense and blasphemy, but fortunately Hermes did not punish Manda.

Could it be that Hermes couldn't perceive the dream world?

This is impossible, the Dream God is a subordinate of Hades, and Hermes must be higher than the Dream God. It may be that Hermes did not notice Manda's actions, but the greater probability is that Hermes acquiesced to Manda's actions.

In order not to fall into the thick soup, Manda designed his own image with reference to Hermes flying in the wind. He wore long clothes, a winged hat on his head, winged boots on his feet, and hands. It held the money bag and the staff of the Two Serpents.

He successfully floated in the air, but when he tried to take a step forward, he felt as if he had stepped on ice. His feet slipped and his head fell. He stood upside down and was knocked down by a pair of flying boots on his feet. Hanging in the air.

This was Manda's first flight. He didn't understand the flying skills at all. He only knew that it was caused by uneven force on the body.

The force must be uneven because the wings are not at the center of gravity. Why put the wings on the boots? It is much easier to control if it is placed on the back.

By the way, the hat on the head has not fallen off and is still firmly stuck on the head. There is also a pair of wings on the hat. When matched with the wings on the boots, wouldn't the force be evenly distributed?

Manda used his mind to flap the wings above his head desperately. He felt that his body had a tendency to stand up, but due to excessive force, his body turned in a circle in the air and returned to the hanging posture again.

There is no other way. If you want to stand upright, you must coordinate the coordination of three pairs of wings. Manda does not have the ability to do three things at once.

What's even more embarrassing is that Salif, who was soaking in the thick soup, had already noticed Manda. If he was still struggling and spinning in the air, what image would the god have?

Manda came to Salif while maintaining an inverted posture. Although one was flying in the sky and the other was soaking in the soup, Manda was facing Salif because his head was facing down.

This is fine, as it fully demonstrates the approachable and approachable image of Hermes.

Hello, poor man. Although the posture was weird, Manda still accurately grasped the relaxed and playful tone of Hermes' majesty.

Although Salif's consciousness was blurred in pain, the strange figure in front of him quickly mobilized his memory.

You are... the false god Hermes!

From this suitable angle, Manda wanted to spit on him, for having reached this point and dared to blaspheme the great god.

But Manda didn't vomit because she was afraid that he would spit it back. If this scene really happened, the image of the god would be even more touching.

Are you in pain? Manda asked.

What does this have to do with you? I am only undergoing physical torture. The Lord has saved my soul.

Manda smiled. He knew that Salif would mention the soul, so he was ready to torture the soul: Since your Lord has saved your soul, why did your soul see me?

You are the devil, the Lord's test for me! Salif roared.

Okay, Manda said with a smile, recite your Lord's name, pray to your Lord sincerely, and see if your Lord can destroy me.

Salif really closed his eyes and prayed. After a while, Manda reminded him: I'm still here.

The Lord is still testing me, and I have enough patience.

Manda shook his head and said: But I didn't, I'm leaving.

That proves I've exorcised the demons inside me.

That proves you missed your chance to live.

I would give my life for my Lord!

Manda shook his head and said: Your life was not dedicated to your Lord, but to a conspiracy. You will die as murderers, and your crimes will eventually turn into the world's hatred of your Lord!

We are not guilty, we are poisoned, our bodies are not controlled by our souls!

Manda nodded and said: I believe you, but who will testify for you? You can't even speak.

Recite my name and pray to me, I will free you from pain, I will let you return to the world, I will let you live with your subordinates, and then cleanse you of the slander you have suffered.

I, I can't betray the Lord... Salif's faith is very devout and his will is very firm, but after being boiled in the boiling soup for so long, cracks will appear in any firm will. Manda has already seen from his expression He saw the existence of cracks in his tone, and what he had to do now was to further amplify the cracks.

You did not betray your Lord. It was your Lord who gave you the opportunity to save yourself. Not only to save yourself, but also your poor companions. They are about to die. Aren't their lives precious? Are they being saved by the Lord? Have you forgotten? You still believe in your Lord and are extremely devout to Him. You only need to recite my name and pray to me to save the Lord's child.

Manda is confusing the concepts of Hermes and the Lord of Divine Punishment. This trick works very well for the confused Salif.

Thinking of his companions, Salif's will relaxed, and the soup also surged.

In dreams, things in thoughts will be transformed into real feelings. Manda clearly felt that the soup was heating up and the taste became more pungent.

Salif struggled in the thick soup for a moment, and a large piece of skin broke away, and the blood in the wound disappeared into the soup in an instant.

Bubbles appeared in the soup, covering Salif directly, and the hot steam burned Salif's mouth, nose and throat.

He sank to the bottom of the pot, and the thick soup in his mouth burned his internal organs. He felt that he was cooked from the inside out, and his stubborn will completely relaxed.

He surfaced, looked up at Hermes, and asked one last question: Why did you save me?

Manda smiled and said: Because I love the world.

God loves the world, and this is the same as what the Lord said. Salif, who was in severe pain, saw hallucinations and saw the appearance of the Lord.

Who are you……

Yes, that's me!

Are you Hermes?

Hermes is the Lord! In fact, this is not an illusion, but Manda imitating the idol in the church and turning into the Lord of Divine Punishment. He destroyed Salif's will and now wants to mess with Salif's thinking.

Manda succeeded, and Salif's thinking fell into complete chaos.

It turns out that He is the Lord, and it turns out that this is the true face of the Lord!

Salif shed tears. After suffering for so long, he finally waited for the Lord’s redemption!

Are you willing to recite my name? Manda asked.

I do. Salif gave up resistance.

Would you like to pray to me?

I do.

Recite with me, great Hermes, thank you for giving my life value...

Why recite the name of Hermes?

That's my name, keep saying it.

Before the dream disappeared, Salif followed Manda and recited the prayer repeatedly until the thick soup disappeared, the heat was no longer around, and a ray of sunlight shone into his eyes.

Are you awake? A young man looked at Salif with a smile, Take a rest for a while, we adults want to see you, your companions are also awake, and the adults are talking to them.