Give Me the Name of God

In the eyes of secular people, a three-headed dog is just a dog.

But in the eyes of ancient god believers, the three-headed dog is a god, a god in the true sense.

He is the son of Typhon and Echidna, has a position in the underworld, and has followers in the world. No one is qualified to question the three-headed dog's status as a god.

Manda did not question the status of the three-headed dog, but he underestimated its intelligence.

He thought that if he didn't go out, the three-headed dog would have to guard the door. As soon as he got impatient with waiting, the three-headed dog would leave automatically.

But this was his own idea. The three-headed dog had no intention of doing this. He pushed a huge boulder over and prepared to block the entrance of the cave.

From the mirror, Manda could see the size of the boulder and calculate its weight. Once it was blocked at the entrance of the cave, there was absolutely no possibility of pushing it away. Manda would be trapped alive in the cave.

The sound of the rolling boulder reached his ears. The three-headed dog was very close to the entrance of the cave. In desperation, Manda rushed out and saw that the huge boulder was only ten meters away from the entrance of the cave. It rolled for a moment and then stopped. .

What about the three-headed dog? Hiding behind boulders?

Manda didn't dare to move, so she threw the four-winged silver mirror in her hand. The silver mirror slowly flew towards the boulder, trying to see what was going on behind the stone. Halfway through the flight, the mirror suddenly turned around, and ten figures suddenly appeared on the mirror. A few green dots.

Behind him, a three-headed dog.

Without thinking, Manda jumped up, rolled forward and jumped out. He got up, turned around, and found the three-headed dog staring at him.

He was very big, almost five meters tall when lying on the ground, and his appearance was not as scary as the legend said. He was almost the same as the black-haired giant dog after Leonder's transformation.

The strange thing is that He only has one head. The diameter of the huge head is more than one meter, and his eyes are as big as fists. There are no pupils in the eye sockets, only the green flames spurting out.

Under the eyes is a huge nose. This big nose is very important to Manda. The three-headed dog has no footsteps and previously relied on its snort to determine its position.

Under the nose is a huge mouth. This mouth can almost swallow Manda whole. Two short and pointed canine teeth hang down from the upper lip, and a drop of saliva falls to the ground along the canine teeth.

Legend has it that his saliva is highly poisonous, and Manda must be careful to guard against it. If there is only one mouth, it is not difficult to guard against it.

But where are the other heads? Is the legend wrong?

It shouldn't be. I saw many pairs of eyes before. Are those eyes all on the same head?

Manda's brain was running rapidly, but his eyes never left the three-headed dog.

The three-headed dog seemed to be very patient, tilting its head and keeping looking at Manda.

No matter where the other heads are, think about what to do next.

During this moment of confrontation, Manda was the first to think of a countermeasure. He first launched a feint attack to trick the three-headed dog into dodging, and then took the opportunity to get behind him and cut off his tail with his golden finger.

It sounds incredible, but at this point, Manda is still thinking about completing the task.

This is not greedy or naive. If Manda cannot be promoted to the sixth level, Manda's strength cannot be qualitatively improved. It has been verified before that the role of various divine objects in the underworld is very limited. If the task cannot be completed this time, next time Coming to the underworld, Manda's strength will not be much different from now, and the chance of completing the mission is still very slim.

If the task cannot be completed, it will fall into an infinite loop, and Manda will always be stuck at level five.

Now that I have worked hard to this point, I still have to give it a try, just to gain some experience for the future.

Thinking of this, Manda launched a surprise attack from the right side. This side was close to the River Styx, and the three-headed dog was bound to dodge towards the rock wall. At that time, Manda could take the opportunity to go behind the three-headed dog from the right, even if the sneak attack failed. , at most jump into the river, there is still a chance to escape.

But Manda thought wrong. The three-headed dog did not dodge, but slapped Manda back with a slap so fast that Manda could not see his movements clearly.

Manda rolled twice on the ground and stood up with difficulty.

He could still stand up, proving that the three-headed dog was merciful. He looked at Manda like a toy, with a weird smile on his lips.

No, the difference in strength is too great. We can't even dream about cutting off his tail. We should deal with him for a while, understand his shooting habits, and then wait for an opportunity to escape.

Thinking of this, Manda quickly moved to the left, first to the left, then to the right, changing his body shape and position back and forth to see what kind of response the three-headed dog would make. If he could deal with the three-headed dog for three to five rounds, He waited for an opportunity to release his clone and try to attack the three-headed dog.

Unfortunately, he thought wrong again, and the three-headed dog made no response.

Seeing Manda jumping left and right in front of him, the three-headed dog yawned. The third toe of his left front foot hooked on the ground and bounced up a stone the size of his palm.

The stone was impartial and hit Manda on the forehead. Manda fell to the ground with a bloody head and head.

Manda stood up again, her body trembling.

The three-headed dog yawned again, feeling that Manda was a little bored.

We have to change our tactics. There is no need to test it out, and there is no need to accumulate any experience. There is only one thing to do now, and that is to escape quickly.

The tactics are very simple, jump into the Acheron River as fast as possible, and then run wildly.

Without a trace of waiting or a trace of hesitation, Manda suddenly turned around and rushed towards the river. Just as he was about to jump up, the three-headed dog suddenly appeared in front of him and slapped Manda back.

Manda fell to the ground again, her backpack broke, and the remaining half bag of dried meat fell out of it.

He ignored the dried meat and just wanted to get up immediately, but the three-headed dog didn't give him a chance to get up.

He came to Manda and stepped on it. His huge claws covered Manda's entire body, leaving only his head outside.

Manda wanted to struggle, but the huge claws were as heavy as a mountain, and any of Manda's joints could not move.

The three-headed dog looked down at Manda, saliva hanging on its canine teeth, as if it would drip on Manda's face at any time.

As long as he can move his fingers, use a golden finger to make a slit in his claws. As long as he knows the pain, he will have a chance to escape.

Manda hadn't given up resistance yet, and the three-headed dog felt Manda's struggle, which further aroused his interest.

He put his face in front of Manda. Manda thought that he would bite her to death, but she didn't expect that he would play a new trick.

There was a ring of mane around His neck, and a head suddenly emerged from the mane.

This head is much smaller than his original head, but the eyes gushing green flames are about the same size.

The head also opened its mouth, and saliva was slowly sliding down the canine teeth.

At the same time, dozens of heads emerged from the mane, all opened their mouths, and aimed their canines at Manda.

This time it’s over, He will drown Himself in saliva.

Manda never thought that he would die in such a disgusting way. After several struggles to no avail, Manda closed his eyes and prayed loudly to Hermes. He gave up resisting. God's blessing was his only hope. hope.

I don't know whether it was the prayers that played a role or Manda's luck. The fifty heads of the three-headed dog suddenly turned around and looked at the dried meat behind Manda.

Human food, supremely delicious.

The last time I enjoyed such food was when I went to the human world with Hercules.

He let go of Manda and came to the side of the dried meat. The largest head picked up the half bag of dried meat.

He wanted to swallow it in one gulp, but the other heads disagreed.

They roared together, venting their dissatisfaction on the largest head.

The largest head bit the meat and let out a muffled roar. He was discussing the distribution plan with the other heads.

There are more than sixty pieces of dried meat, and each head can get a piece, but the rest belongs to the largest head. This is the biggest concession He can make.

The heads were still arguing, but they forgot one thing, their tails were pointed at Manda.

It was a dragon tail over six feet long. Just like they didn't want to miss the dried meat, Manda wouldn't miss such a good opportunity.

He raised his hands and cut off a section of the three-headed dog's tail.