Give Me the Name of God

Cherdan analyzed the stakes in detail from Moritz's perspective, talked for a whole day, and finally persuaded Moritz.

Since you said you want to cooperate, first tell me what exactly you want me to do?

Che Erdan said: The first step is to join forces to fight back Green Anaconda Town.

Why attack Green Anaconda Town? What good will it do to me?

The good thing is you get Green Anaconda Town.

Moritz curled his lips and said: What do I want from that shabby town? There is nothing there except venomous snakes.

Che Erdan almost laughed out of anger. He didn't expect there to be such a salty lord. He didn't even want the land given to him.

After acquiring Green Anaconda Town, you can add an outpost. If Wilkins dares to pursue the idea of ​​Parrot City in the future, you can receive news in advance.

Moritz thought for a moment and asked, What else do you want?

We just want enemy bodies.

That's it? Moritz was a little doubtful.

We need morale more than land. We must not only boost our own morale, but also suppress the enemy's morale. We must hang the enemy's corpse at the top of Blackwater City and at the foot of Qixing Mountain. We must teach the enemy to fear. Learn to tremble and keep them away from our land!

The words were impassioned, but Moritz was still worried: What happens after all this is over? I mean, Green Anaconda Town has been defeated, Seven Star Mountain has been defeated, and Black Rock City has also been defeated. What should we do? After all, The king has surrendered to God’s Punisher, and we can’t always fight against God’s Punisher.”

Moritz mentioned us for the first time, which finally gave Cerdan peace of mind.

When that time comes, we will reason with Bucken.

Moritz sneered and said: You said that Bucken is unreasonable. He only believes in conquest and killing.

Che Erdan said: Bringing the head of God's Punisher to reason is the best proof of conquest and killing.

Moritz's eyes lit up, and he finally saw the answer to the question: I guess Bucken also knows fear.

Che Erdan nodded: Of course he understands.

I don't think the lands we conquered need to be given back to anyone.

It turned out that it was not Moritz Xianyu, but he was worried that the land he had conquered would have to be returned to the original lord.

Of course you don't have to pay it back, Che Erdan said with a smile, the land only belongs to the strong.

…

Salby stayed in Grayfish Town for five days and gradually realized that something was wrong.

The town claims to have many Divine Punishment believers who go to church to pray every day, but most of them cannot remember the prayers. Even Gelbert often makes some stupid mistakes, and even two passages of scripture cross each other. The absurd behavior of words.

Gelbert's explanation for this is that many people have just become believers in the Lord, including himself.

Even if this makes sense, why don't any believers of God's Punisher here shave their heads? It is true that emerging sects do not shave their heads, but are there not even a single traditional believer here?

What worries Salbi the most is that he has not received any news from Winsela. Since arriving in the southwest, he has continuously sent envoys to contact Winsela, but no messenger has come back to report. Could it be that there was an accident on the battlefield? Could it be said that Winsela has been defeated?

The more Salby thought about it, the more frightened he became, and Gelbert's behavior became more and more strange. He rarely appeared in the town, but if Salby wanted to find him, he would appear immediately, as if he had always been in Salby. next to him, but Salbi couldn't see him.

After thinking about it, Salbi decided to leave Gray Fish Town temporarily. He wanted to go to Qixing Mountain in person to see what happened on the battlefield.

In the early morning of the sixth day, he took all his men and left the castle. Gelbert tried his best to dissuade him: Sir, the battlefield is very dangerous. Monchik is so elusive that no one can imagine where he will meet him.

Salbi smiled and said: Young man, I have experienced war. When I first set foot on the battlefield, you had not yet come to this world. I am not afraid of Monchik, and the children of the Lord will not be afraid of a heretic.

The more Gelbert tried to stop him, the more Salby wanted to leave. He was almost certain that the other party was secretly planning something. No matter what he is planning, as long as he can join up with Winsela, he can ensure his safety.

After leaving Gray Fish Town and walking for more than half a day, a faint puff of smoke suddenly appeared in the forest.

Is someone burning wasteland? Salbi looked around and saw that there seemed to be no farmland around.

Want to take a detour? asked the guide. There is a way around this forest, but it only takes three more days to walk.

The smoke was not too thick, and experience told Salbi that this was probably not a wildfire.

How much longer are we going to walk in the woods?

It won't take long my lord, we can get through this forest before dusk.

Salbi ordered to continue moving forward. After walking for a while, he suddenly felt a little dizzy. Everyone's expressions were also very bad. Some people were rubbing their foreheads, some kept coughing, and several soldiers couldn't help vomiting.

However, the guide's expression remained normal. He turned around and said, Sir, do you need to take a rest?

Salbi shook his head hard: Quickly, get out of this woods quickly.

The guide looked embarrassed and said, I think everyone can't walk anymore.

No, don't talk nonsense! Let's go!

The guide shrugged and said, Why are you like this? I have good intentions.

Seeing the guide's expression so calm, Salbi finally realized what was happening.

He pulled out his long sword, pointed it at the guide's neck, and shouted: Who are you? Where did you take me!

The guide easily dodged the sword and turned to look at the end of the forest.

Two teenagers pushed a wheelchair over slowly. The poet sat in the wheelchair and smiled calmly: Are all the believers of the Lord of Divine Punishment so rude? He really has good intentions. You are about to die. Why? Why don’t you take a good rest before hitting the road?”

Everyone is ready for battle! Salbi waved his sword with all his strength, but the war horse suddenly fell down, and Salbi fell heavily to the ground.

Smoke is poisonous, but why wasn't the guide poisoned and the lame man wasn't poisoned either?

He would never have imagined that the person sitting in the wheelchair was a fourth-level believer of Vulcan. He could freely control the poisonous smoke so that the smoke would not harm his own people.

Of course, the number of his own people cannot be too large. With the poet's current strength, at most five people can be protected from harm, and he himself must be very close to the enemy.

I've come a long way with you. Do you know how hard it is for me? Why don't you just stay in town? Why don't you gather all your people in the castle? Do you know how strong these smokes are? Is it precious? I saved it for three whole months, but you wasted it all.

Open the bow! Fire the arrow! Salbi shouted at the top of his lungs, but his soldiers did not have the strength to draw the long bow at all.

Let's go, we'll come back later to collect the bodies. The poet waved to the guide, and they disappeared deep into the dense forest in the blink of an eye.

Salbi struggled up and led the God Punishers to escape from the forest, but no matter where they went, the faint smoke kept following them.

…

Late at night, Manda opened his eyes. He saw that his experience bar had reached the end. It seemed that he was about to say goodbye to the fifth-level believers.

What's worse is that no one Manda knows has experienced a level downgrade. No one, including the old goat, knows what the consequences of downgrading by one level will be. He doesn't even know whether he can survive. .

According to the oracle of Prometheus, Manda led his people through the barren mountains for more than twenty days and captured three small towns. However, they only harvested seven sacred blood stones, still far from the goal of one hundred. There were twenty-eight, and Manda was really desperate.

He instinctively opened the Styx Island, wanting to try his luck again. While groping, he saw a glimmer of hope.

One, two, three... Manda smiled, and Tokar gave him nine sacred blood stones.

Nineteen more are needed, there is still hope! Manda gritted her teeth and prayed in a low voice: Great Hermes, please look here. I want to survive. Please let me survive!