Give Me the Name of God

Circe took Manda and rode on a horse. The horse flapped its wings and flew Manda to the second island.

This horse has only two lines, which were drawn by Circe. If Manda hadn't had the three-line eye, he would have been lost in reality and the painting.

Flying to the second-level island, Manda saw a series of neat wooden houses, with many women walking between the wooden houses.

What Manda couldn't understand was that they were not slow and did not have the sluggish effect of being in a vacuum zone.

This makes no sense. They are also under the vacuum zone of the third island, so why are they not affected at all?

Circe said: I did not put shackles on them. They are women brought by the invaders. Like the invaders, they must become slaves, but I prefer women, so I will be open to them. They live here. , they don’t have to do such heavy labor, and they can also get some necessary care when they are pregnant.”

Manda felt there was a problem with the logic: They are completely isolated from men, how could they have a chance of getting pregnant?

I am a tolerant person and give them one month every year to reunite with a man.

If I guess correctly, slaves are still slaves after birth, Manda said with a smile. This has nothing to do with whether you are tolerant or not. You just don't want slaves to become extinct.

Circe sighed and said, You are such a mean person.

She took Manda for a walk around the second-level island. Manda discovered that there was also a river on this level of island. It was in the same position as the river on the first-level island, and its shape was almost the same.

This river seems less scary than the river on the first level. Women carry water here, wash clothes, and some people bathe in the river.

Manda asked: The water in this river is not so cold?

Circe said: I said that I prefer women. This is an ordinary river. This is my gift to these women.

Circe claimed that all abnormal things were due to his own power, but Manda felt that this had nothing to do with Circe, and that it should have some relationship with the God of Celestial Bodies.

Not long after walking, Manda saw a strange creature lying on the ground.

The creature looked like a snake, but was evenly thicker and straighter than a snake.

It has two pairs of wings and four legs. Manda doesn't know what name to use to describe this creature. This creature itself is not a real creature. There are only two lines on its body, which were drawn by Circa.

I think that horse just now is pretty good. Why are we riding this thing?

Circe frowned and said, I have to ask you about this. It was you who told my daughter that all wizards can ride a broomstick. You also said that this is the secret skill I taught you. I really can't ride a broomstick, but my daughter We were forced to have no choice but to create this four-winged broom monster. Come on, ride on it and let me see your skills.

The broom monster only has two lines, which are drawn.

Manda stepped onto the broom monster. Just less than two meters above the ground, the broom monster suddenly went crazy and rolled back and forth in the air, throwing Manda off.

Fortunately, Manda had flying boots and was flying again before landing.

I really can't ride this broom, so I'll leave it to you.

Circe wanted to tease Manda more, but Manda refused to get close to the broom monster. Circe did not force it. She stepped on the back of the broom monster and flew to the third island with Manda.

The third-level island is the real wizarding kingdom. Manda saw a large mountain in the center of the island and a magnificent palace on the mountainside.

Come with me and sit in my palace. Circe took Manda's hand and walked towards the mountain. Manda didn't know Circe's true age. It must be an order of magnitude that Manda could not imagine. superior.

But the Circe in front of her is like an innocent girl, happily dating her lover.

Passing by a small bridge, Manda looked at the river water under the bridge. When she came to the shore, Manda wanted to wash her face in the river.

Circe quickly stopped him: Are you crazy? I will burn you to death!

How hot can it be? The river flowed calmly, and Manda didn't even see the steam.

Much hotter than boiling water, even hotter than flames.

This makes no sense, Manda shook his head and said, The river water on the first level of the island can freeze people to death. This is a punishment for the slaves. On the third level, this is still your territory, so why are you still creating Such scalding water?

To resist the severe cold in winter. Circe's explanation was always so reasonable.

Then if you are thirsty, where are you going to drink water? Go to the second-level island to get water? Isn't this too hard?

You have so many questions! Circe smiled charmingly, You can take out the river water and put it in the pool to cool it down. It can be used for drinking or bathing. Wizards always have their own ways.

The hot river water will become cold when it reaches the pool. What is the reason?

Is it really just witchcraft?

It seems that this trip is destined to yield a lot of rewards.

Along the way, Manda saw many pools, many rare birds and animals, and many witches playing with rare birds and animals by the pools.

According to normal people's beauty standards, the witches are all stunning beauties, but Manda always felt that something was wrong. All of them, including Circe, were too thin.

Walking along the stairs made of clouds to the palace halfway up the mountain, Manda realized that he had only seen half of the palace before.

The entire palace goes around half a mountain for a full week. Each hall and garden is divided into five parts real and five parts paintings. It is connected by long corridors suspended in the air. It is more gorgeous and stunning than the temple on Mount Olympia.

Manda has gained experience this time. Compared with Circe, the poet's architectural style is too monotonous.

Circe assigned Manda a separate palace with three floors, one main hall, four side halls, two gardens, one in front of the door and one on the roof, and twelve bedrooms, with scenery of the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter. The beautiful scenery all over the world.

This was just hardware. The first lunch Manda had here had a total of twenty-four dishes, and six kinds of wine were changed during the meal. Except for the wine, Manda didn't recognize any of them.

After lunch, Manda took a bath under the service of six witches, and then another six witches accompanied him to take a nap.

It is very difficult for people to maintain a hardworking and enterprising heart, especially in such an environment where people are extremely easy to fall.

After sleeping until dusk, two witches brought canvases and taught Manda how to paint. There were also two witches who served as models for Manda.

Manda's painting skills were excellent, combining the essence of impressionism and abstraction. After completing the painting, the two witches were full of praise:

Is this a picture of Typhon?

Look at these thick lines. Are these Typhon's ten thousand arms?

Your Majesty Claude Sai, your painting is so good.

Manda wanted to say that that was not Typhon's arm, but the hair of the two witches.

It doesn't matter, being able to draw two witches into one Typhon is an achievement that Manda should be proud of.

The two witches used witchcraft to turn this painting into a real creature. So in the wizard's kingdom, there was a new strange creature. Manda called it the tangled Typhon. Let's put him aside for the time being. In the garden, looking after the home.

In the next few days, Manda did the same thing every day, sleeping until she woke up naturally, eating delicacies, painting under the service of the witches, and then turning these paintings into real things.

Whatever Manda draws can become real. If she draws a tree, it can be planted in the yard that day. If she draws a sheep, she can drink fresh goat milk that same day. If she draws a girl, That girl was better at fighting than the troubled Typhon. Over the past few days, Manda's palace became more and more lively.

Besides painting, these girls would also accompany him to do other things at night. Manda could confirm that even if he became a god, he would not be able to have such a free and luxurious life on Mount Olympia.

Why don't you just stay here? You won't suffer any loss no matter what.

Circe had exactly this intention. He was secretly observing Manda's every move: Stay here, stay for a lifetime, my lover. My kingdom will be safe only if you stay here.