Give Me the Name of God

Manda has practiced flying several times. The control of the flying boots is very difficult. He cannot make complicated movements, and he does not dare to expect to fight in the air like the lion girl back then. At present, he can only follow the eagle as smoothly as possible. of flying.

The eagle took him to a forest. There was another eagle hovering over the forest. It was responsible for tracking. The man with the aura of the underworld was below.

Manda looked down at the forest, and through the bare branches, he saw a figure.

The man stood under a big tree, stamped his feet hard, and then shook his head.

He walked to another tree, kicked the dirt on the ground, stood silently for a while, and still shook his head.

Is this Hades? What is He doing?

Manda's heart was lifted, and she was also ready to fight.

Wearing the wing-covering brooch can escape the gaze of the god, so he probably hasn't discovered him yet.

Wearing Ares's suit, even if he is discovered, he can withstand an attack.

If it is determined that the opponent is Pluto, Manda can escape immediately on flying shoes. If the opponent persists in pursuit, he can also escape through the underworld.

Wait, you can't use the underworld to escape. Pluto is the master of the underworld. Entering the underworld is equivalent to throwing yourself into a trap.

You can only use flying boots. These are flying boots made by Hermes himself. They should be able to escape Pluto's pursuit.

Let’s first see what his intentions were. The man walked under another tree. Manda’s sight was blocked by the branches. He slowly lowered his flying height and landed quietly on a tree. Here, He clearly saw the other party's actions.

He lingered under the tree for a long time and seemed to have found a suitable spot.

Then He took out a shovel and began digging.

Is He really Pluto? What is He trying to do?

Manda has always wondered what method Pluto used to bury the parchment and the sacred blood stone on the mountain. Now it seems that his method was very straightforward.

He just dug a pit that was not very deep, and then prepared to bury the divine blood stone in it.

His previous behavior is also easy to understand. He was looking for a suitable place, that is, he wanted to find a place with soft soil.

Perhaps because she couldn't help but want to laugh, Manda's breathing sounded a little heavy.

This time, the other party noticed it.

The man stood up and sneered: As expected of a believer of Hermes, I was discovered by you after all.

The thick voice carries the vicissitudes of time, and the solemn tone carries a hint of middle school.

Manda didn't know how to answer the other party's question. He was digging holes and burying treasures so blatantly. Finding him was not something he was proud of.

But out of respect for the gods, Manda still bowed deeply to Him.

Although the other party's attitude was very peaceful, Manda did not dare to let down his guard. He was ready to escape at any time.

The man turned his face, and through the moonlight, Manda saw his face.

Snow-white hair, snow-white beard, and a pair of clear eyes in the deep eye sockets.

The face is covered with wrinkles like knife carvings, and every trace is just right. There is no depression in old age, but it adds to the beauty of vicissitudes of life.

What an extraordinary old man. Is he the King of Hades? It looks different from the real statue.

Seeing Manda salute again, the old man smiled: I like young people who understand etiquette. Let me introduce myself first. My name is Akira. I have many names in the mortal world, some of which I have never even heard of. Yes, but there is a name you must have heard, Hades is also my name.

It really is Hades!

Looking at Manda's shocked expression, the old man seemed to understand his thoughts.

Young man, come down and talk.

Manda didn't know whether to get down from the tree, but seeing that Pluto's attitude was quite friendly, it seemed that disobeying his orders was not a wise choice.

In the end, Manda jumped down from the tree and stood under the tree, head lowered, not daring to look directly at the other person.

You may have some misunderstandings. I am not Pluto. I just have the name of God. I am a demigod walking in the world, Pluto's only messenger in the world, and a Pluto believer with an artifact.

Speaking of the artifact, the old man made a special gesture with his hand: The Scepter of Pluto, also known as the Bird's Head Staff, I didn't bring it with me, but I really do have it.

I believe... It turned out to be not Pluto, but a demigod under Pluto.

This is the first eighth-level demigod that Manda has seen. Although it is not as scary as Pluto himself, Manda is still full of awe for him.

You must be curious about the purpose of my coming here. I originally wanted to make things more secretive and convey Pluto's goodwill unknowingly, so that I can reflect my sincerity.

It turns out that it was to convey goodwill, and it seems that Pluto is also on Hermes' side.

But Manda is a little confused. Is this demigod really here to convey goodwill? He almost killed Stanley.

As if Akira knew how to read minds, he once again guessed Manda's thoughts: I originally wanted to give that believer some pure divine blood stones, but you know, this thing is difficult to find. Hermes may I’ll reward you a lot, after all, there’s nothing in this world that He can’t buy.”

Only then did Manda realize that the pure divine blood stone was so precious.

Akira then explained: I know that his physical talent cannot bear so many divine blood stones, but I have no other way. This is Pluto's order. Pluto ordered me to convey his goodwill to Hermes. I only I can convey my goodwill to you through him, and then you can convey your goodwill to Hermes.”

Manda blinked. This process seemed a bit too complicated.

Speaking of Stanley, the demigod felt a little guilty: I really want to help him. In fact, I have already helped him once. Unfortunately, his talent is too bad. I have prepared some medicinal materials for him. If you eat these medicinal materials, they can help. He was fighting against being lost. In fact, I should have buried these things in advance and then conveyed the dream to him, but Pluto’s will came so suddenly. I was not prepared at all, so I could only find a little and bury a little...

The so-called oracle that Stanley received was actually a dream sent by the demigod.

The reward given to Stanley by Hades was something the demigod scraped together.

Akira didn't mind the hint of contempt on Manda's face. He handed a package to Manda: Since you are here, I don't need to bury these things. I can just give them to you!

Manda didn't dare to take it over because the whole incident was too suspicious.

If Pluto wanted to show goodwill to Hermes, he could just say so to his face. Communication between gods should not be that difficult.

Even if the gods are inconvenient to talk directly to each other due to face reasons, it doesn't have to be so complicated if Hades wants human messengers to convey goodwill.

As Akira, he didn't need to go through Stanley to show his kindness. He could go directly to Manda and explain his purpose. Who dares to make a mistake in front of the eighth-level demigod? Manda must treat each other with respect and courtesy, and must convey the message to Hermes accurately and promptly.

Now that things have reached this point, it can be described as funny. Manda really cannot understand the wisdom of the true god and the thoughts of this demigod. The only reasonable explanation is that they have another conspiracy.

But Akira was a little impatient because His hand was always raised.

Young man, are you doubting me? Akira smiled, Can't you still see my full sincerity and kindness?

Manda said nothing. How can I trust you in this kind of thing?

Akira's smile was still kind, and he patiently explained as follows: Although I don't have a divine weapon with me, I can kill you at any time. Really, it's not difficult at all. Even though you have a very precious divine weapon with you, But I won’t give you a chance to fight back. I haven’t done anything until now, which proves that I have no ill intentions.”

A gust of cold wind blew over, and Manda shivered. It felt like the cold water of the Acheron River enveloped his whole body. The terrible cold made his body become a little stiff.

Is this a skill? Or some kind of talent? Akira kept smiling, as if he hadn't used any power at all.

Manda quickly took the package. He now felt that Pluto was sincerely showing his kindness and that the demigod was treating people with sincerity. The whole incident was full of sincerity and goodwill, and there was absolutely no conspiracy at all.

Akira smiled heartily: That's right. I've been working on this for a long time, and my patience is almost gone.