Give Me the Name of God

There was chaos in the palace. The new king, the third prince Reas, had just received the news that the prisoners had escaped. Unexpectedly, the prisoners had already arrived at the door.

He had no experience of dealing with a surprise attack, in fact, he had no experience of any war whatsoever.

He didn't understand why the prisoners wanted to attack the palace. When he first received the news, he issued an order to let the guards go to the streets to arrest the prisoners, and to let the soldiers guard the city gates to prevent the prisoners from escaping the royal capital.

The Queen Mother's thoughts were very similar to those of her son. She even naively thought that this was a great opportunity to establish prestige for her son.

Now that she knew these prisoners were about to break into the palace, she could only hold her son tightly and place all her hopes on the guards.

Manda is very familiar with the palace and the guards. Their combat effectiveness is very poor, especially their emergency response capabilities. The prisoners are about to rush to the door, and they have not yet formed their formation.

The quality of the guards is so poor. On the one hand, it is a problem with the royal family. Most of the guards are aristocratic children. They have no military training and join the palace guard just to obtain honors and titles.

The main reason is the restrictions of the God's Punisher. Excellent generals are not allowed to contact the guards. Even a large-scale drill will attract the attention of the God's Punisher. And those guards who had fought with Longerson before were basically beaten by Buck. Well it's cleaned up.

The guards who were caught off guard reacted randomly. Everyone gathered at the door, but no one thought about closing the door quickly.

Closing the door is useless. The upgraded gold finger can easily cut through the stone table, and naturally it can also split the door open.

The only thing that poses a threat is the archers in the corridor. There are about a hundred of them. It’s not that these archers are strong, but that their location is too advantageous. The corridor is nearly twenty feet above the ground, and they are condescending. Shooting randomly, even if Manda has level 2 skills, he may not be able to dodge every feather arrow.

At this time, prisoners are needed to play a role. The combat capabilities of the guards are very poor, and the prisoners are even worse. They don't even have weapons, and their only value is to be used as human shields.

Charge, charge forward! Those who rush into the palace will become nobles, and wealth, fame and women will be yours!

Instigated by Manda, the prisoners launched a crazy charge. One hundred archers, even if the arrows are not missed, can kill at most a hundred people with one arrow. These archers can draw arrows very quickly. Slow down, two rounds of firing arrows are enough time for this group of prisoners to rush to the door.

With the cover of the prisoners, Manda led the eldest prince into the palace gate. The prisoners who were lucky enough to survive fought with the guards. Manda used his golden fingers to fight a bloody path and led the eldest prince to the palace. Hall corridor.

The guards on the corridor were ready for battle. Manda didn't want to use hard steel and planned to take a detour, but then, an incredible scene happened.

Some of the guards put down their weapons, some chose to leave, and some stood beside the prince.

The guards who chose to defect were the confidants of the eldest prince. They were hidden so deeply that even the Minister of the Interior did not know their identities.

The guards who laid down their weapons did so because they did not dare to attack the royal family members. Even though the new king had declared the eldest prince a traitor, and even though the eldest prince had been imprisoned in the dungeon for nearly two years, the prince's former majesty did not allow them to have the courage to raise their heads. Don't talk about raising a knife to each other.

The guards who choose to escape are the wisest. In the past two years, they have seen too much bloodshed. As guards, it is a sin to fight. No matter which side they are on, they will only be left with disaster.

Rushing through the corridor, cutting off the door latch, Manda broke into the hall, where the third prince Rheas was holding his mother and shivering.

There were less than a hundred guards in the hall, and under the leadership of the guard captain, they took up arms.

No, there are more than that number of guards in the palace, and some of them haven't had time to assemble.

No time is wasted, this battle must be ended as soon as possible.

The guards following the eldest prince rushed forward first. After killing more than a dozen guards in succession, Manda walked to the opposite side with the guard captain.

The captain of the guard was frightened, and the sword in his hand was shaking.

After hesitating for a moment, he slashed Manda with his sword. Manda directly grabbed the edge of the sword and cut the sword into two pieces.

The guard captain knelt on the ground, crying and begging Manda for mercy.

No, don't kill me, please, don't kill me...

A familiar feeling appeared. In addition to Shadowless Blade, he also stole Ares' first-level skill, Fountain of Fear, which can gain power from the fear of others. Whether he kills the God's Punishment Warrior or Wendel, Every time he senses the fear of his opponent, his power increases.

This skill is just a trigger. After it has enough power, it will trigger another powerful skill.

A force was gushing out from his fingertips. Manda smiled ferociously, waved his arms, and black energy surged out from his fingertips.

This is not Ares's skill. This high-level skill can only come from one source - this is Typhon's gift.

In the end, I still have Typhon's skills. Is this considered a betrayal of Hermes?

At this moment, Manda was not worried or panicked. He wanted to laugh because this skill was so perfect.

The black energy gathered together and turned into a storm, rolling everyone in the hall regardless of friend or foe onto the roof, and then throwing them down heavily. Fortunately, Manda could still perform some simple controls, otherwise even the eldest prince would be thrown down. Into patties.

Most of the guards were thrown to death, and the few who were lucky enough to survive lay on the ground and did not dare to get up.

Now it was the turn of the young king and the queen mother.

But Manda didn't plan to take matters into his own hands. Everyone had their own responsibilities, and being a regicide was not a good reputation.

The two hugged each other and shivered. Manda stepped aside and looked at the eldest prince Nealos.

Nealos picked up a long sword from the ground and came to the king and queen mother.

The queen mother wiped away her tears and stood up, shouting to the eldest prince: Nealos, please kill me and spare your brother, he is only fifteen years old!

Nealos fulfilled the Queen Mother's first request and killed her.

But he did not let his brother go, and cut off his head with a sword.

There was a big commotion outside the door, the palace guards arrived, and reinforcements from the Minister of the Interior also arrived.

Nealos seemed uninterested in the battle outside the door. He picked up his brother's crown, wiped the blood, and put it on his head.

He took a deep breath, sat on the throne, and closed his eyes.

He didn't know how long he had been waiting for this moment. Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. All that was left for him at this moment was happiness and intoxication.

Manda could understand his mood, but she didn't know how long he could sit on the throne, maybe a lifetime, maybe a day or two, in short, it had nothing to do with him.

The fighting outside the door soon subsided, and the Minister of Internal Affairs walked into the hall with old memories and saluted Nealos on the throne.

Everyone in the hall knelt down on one knee, except Manda who stood still.

He didn't want to kneel down, and he couldn't kneel down. Even lowering his head at this time would be dangerous.

The Minister of Internal Affairs was a little dissatisfied with Manda's actions, but he still restrained his emotions and smiled at Manda:

Marquis Claudesay, you performed very bravely in this battle. His Majesty the King will not forget your contribution. In the next battle, under the leadership of His Majesty the King, we will completely eradicate all traitors!

The next battle? Who are you talking to? What does this have to do with me?

Manda smiled: I think it's time for me to go.

The Minister of Internal Affairs frowned and said, You can't leave yet. The battle is not over yet. There are still rebels in the capital who are stubbornly resisting.

Manda shook his head and said, I said it was time for me to leave, couldn't you hear me?

The Minister of the Interior said with a fierce look in his eyes: I said you can't leave, can you hear me?

Are you serious? Manda, covered in blood, turned to look at Nealos on the throne.

The Minister of the Interior was startled and quickly called for people to come forward to protect the king.

Under Manda's cold gaze, Nealos came to his senses and warned the soldiers not to get close. He knew that these soldiers could not protect him.

I will not break my promise, Manda Claudesay. As King Romulu, I make you the Grand Duke of the Kingdom. Even if you no longer want to fight for me, my promise will not change. I will call you We'll prepare the carriage and you can leave the capital at any time.