Give Me the Name of God

Mirada took Moira to the underground vault. Along the way, she did not dare to make a sound. If she dared to talk or move, Moira would immediately break her neck.

After entering the treasury door, there were more than a dozen boxes of gold coins piled inside. Mirada mustered up her courage and said:

Take the gold coins and go. Take as much as you want.

She thought Moira could take away a few hundred at most, but she didn't expect that Moira imitated a few bird calls, and Pluto, who was hiding in the yard, rushed in with more than twenty men in black.

Pluto had been hiding outside the courtyard wall. After receiving Moira's signal, he used medicinal powder to knock down the guards in the courtyard, and jumped in from outside the wall with the man in black.

Seeing the men in black emptying the vault, Mirada couldn't bear it anymore.

You don't know where this place is, you don't know what you are doing! All this money belongs to the Inspector. If you take his money, there is no way you can leave the capital alive!

Moira lowered her face and said, You talk a lot, I should cut out your tongue.

Mirada huddled in the corner of the vault and did not dare to say anything. She thought Moira would kill her, but she did not expect that Moira just locked her in the vault.

This is Manda's order. Mirada is the manager of the Conqueror's Castle and can talk directly to the Grand Inspector. Keeping her can eliminate the suspicion on Manda.

The next task for Moira was very simple, take everyone out of the Conqueror's Castle, send the gold to the south of the city as soon as possible, and kill them if they encounter any obstruction.

But such a simple task still had an accident, and the reason for the accident came from incomplete information.

Manda knew that there were two believers of the ancient god in the Conqueror's Castle, a second-level and a first-level believer. These two believers had been solved by Moira and Pluto.

But what he didn't expect was that there were two believers here, one of the third level and the other of the first level. They were evenly matched in terms of strength, but this was their territory. They had been hiding in the dark and had the upper hand as soon as they made a move.

The third-level believer was a man in his thirties. Moira fought with him for several rounds. She waited for the opponent to use skills, and then used the revenge skill to directly kill him.

However, the opponent seemed to be on guard and never used any skills, but used fighting to fight Moira to a draw.

The first-order believer is a strong man. He is a believer in Ares and is very good at fighting. However, Pluto is not good at hard steel and is quickly forced into danger.

The man in black carrying the box was blocked by a group of thugs at the back door and couldn't get out. They couldn't afford to delay. Sooner or later, the sound of fighting in the back garden would attract the attention of others. If the situation continued like this, they would soon be surrounded. Not only If you can't take away the gold, escaping becomes a problem.

In her anxiety, Moira no longer paid attention to the third-level believer. She wanted to kill the thugs at the door and let the man in black leave first. But as soon as she rushed to the door, she heard the other party shout: What do you want to do?

What do I want to do?

Yeah, what do I want to do?

Moira forgot her purpose and watched as the third-level believer caught up with her and got into a fight with each other again.

After fighting for a while, Moira discovered the opponent's weakness. The third-level believer used a long sword. His swordsmanship was not solid. Every time he made a move, his right ribs would always be exposed.

This is really strange. The opponent's swordsmanship is not solid, why can he still fight with me for so long?

Close combat is one of Moira's best skills. Even when facing Hercules believers of the same class, she is not at a disadvantage. An opponent of her caliber would have died under her short sword long ago.

After spotting the opponent's timing to draw out his sword, Moira was just about to attack his ribs with a short knife when she heard the opponent shout again: What are you doing?

What to do? What are you going to do?

He has a weakness. What is it?

forget? Really forgot? How could I forget!

In her panic, her opponent's sword was approaching her throat. Moira tried her best to dodge, and finally discovered some problems.

What I thought before was correct. The skill of this third-level believer was far inferior to mine. The reason why he was fighting so hard until now was because he had missed the opportunity to attack many times.

There is only one reason for missing it, and that is forgetting. Either he forgot the way of taking action, or he forgot the goal of taking action, or even the idea of ​​taking action was completely forgotten.

Is this the opponent's skill? Can he make people forget?

After being an assassin for more than ten years, Moira encountered such a strange situation for the first time. Seeing that Pluto was injured, Moira thought of another tactic.

Kill the first-level believer first, and let Pluto free his hands to deal with the thugs at the door. After everyone leaves, try to get rid of the third-level believer.

The thought flashed through her mind, but Moira did not take action. She suspected that this was not the first time she had thought of this tactic, and she was worried that she would forget it once she took action.

Her rich combat experience calmed her down. If the opponent's skill is to make people forget, then this skill can also be copied. As long as you seize the opportunity of the opponent to use the skill, you can use revenge to make the opponent forget, and then take the opportunity to escape. .

Thinking of this, Moira began to circle around the back garden, trying to lure the other party to use her skills as much as possible. The other party chased Moira slowly and kept talking:

Where do you want to go? Aren't you in a hurry to leave? It will be too late if you don't leave. You will be surrounded soon. What do you want to do? Tell me what you want to do? Do you know what you want to do?

Moira understood one thing. If the other party wanted to activate their skills, they had to talk to her. Now was a good time!

Wait, what a good time? What are you going to do?

Forgot again! Moira fell into despair. Fortunately, her opponent was not very skilled and she could continue to deal with him, but there was no way to deal with him like this.

The opponent was still chattering in his ears: Beautiful girl, give up. You have no chance. Even if you can escape, those people can't escape. As long as one of them is captured alive, your master will be exposed. Tell me your master. Who is it? He is nearby, right? Let him come out, everything has been revealed, everything is over, let him stop doing unnecessary things...

Before he finished speaking, this strange third-level believer screamed in pain and fell to the ground. A vague figure left a wound on his back that was more than a foot long and deep enough to show bone.

It was Manda. The reason why he came to the Conqueror's Castle in person was, on the one hand, to clear himself of suspicion, on the other hand, to understand Sheriff Stanton's movements, and on the other hand, to deal with emergencies.

After Mirada left, Manda and Stanton were taken to their respective rooms by the waiter. The beautiful girl was already waiting in the room. At the critical moment, Manda heard the sound of fighting in the yard and thought of being drunk. nap for a while.

This situation was not uncommon, and the girl was happy to be at ease, and she helped Manda fall asleep on the bed.

Convinced that the girl was just an ordinary person, Manda, who pretended to be asleep, activated an illusion to temporarily cover her eyes. He separated a fake body and slept on the bed, and his real body followed the window to the yard.

Seeing the chaos in the yard, Manda didn't rush to take action. All his clothes were left in the room. It was too conspicuous to join the battle naked.

He used illusions to disguise himself again, making his figure as blurry as possible. He quietly came behind the third-level believer and knocked him down with one blow.

The other party was lying on the ground, looking at Manda's blurry figure, and asked: Who are you? Are you her master?

Manda ignored him and looked up at Moira.

Manda didn't need to explain what happened next. Moira quickly dealt with the first-order believer, killed all the thugs, and led everyone out of the Conqueror's Castle.

But Manda realized that he had forgotten one thing. He had forgotten to do the last hit. When he remembered, the third-level believer had disappeared.

How could I forget to do a last-ditch attack? Manda planned to search, but found Mirada leading a group of people to the back garden.

After all, illusion is a stolen skill, and it will inevitably show its flaws in front of everyone. Manda quickly got into the corner of the yard, then quietly climbed back to the room from the window, took back the clone, released the illusion, and continued to do what he had not finished just now. things.