Give Me the Name of God

Manda really hoped that the God's Punishment Warrior would rush in. Although he knew that the opponent was at the second level, the warehouse was Worm's home field. As long as he entangled the enemy with worm threads, Manda would be confident that he could kill the enemy with one move.

After killing a God's Punishment Warrior, there are still many enemies outside, as well as a second-level Wind God believer. The situation is still not optimistic, but the opponent's psychological defense is bound to collapse, because his bet has already exceeded Manda's gambling capital.

Having stepped on the plate before, they should know that Worm's strength has not reached the second level, and they know too little about Manda, which means that they do not have high expectations for the harvest of this capture operation.

Nowadays, the believers of Hercules are half dead. If another second-level divine punishment warrior is lost, it will become a typical killing of eight hundred enemies and a thousand losses to oneself. If you invest 10 million, you can win up to 8 million, and the outcome is unknown. Faced with such a gamble, anyone will lose their fighting spirit.

Under the attack of Manda's cannon, the God's Punishment Warrior couldn't hold back at all. He ignored the brown-haired man's obstruction and was about to get into the warehouse through the gap when he suddenly saw a group of cavalry rushing into the yard.

Worm took a breath and judged the situation outside based on the remaining worm threads; "We are surrounded."

Manda's heart tightened. The half-candle time has almost passed. Is someone coming to save us?

Who are these people? They are definitely not reinforcements sent by the Earl. From the harmonious exchanges outside, they seem more like allies of the Punisher.

"Deacon Amado, there seems to be a battle here." A knight stepped off his horse. He was about forty years old, with blond hair, a round face, small eyes, a thick waist and abdomen, and short limbs. Judging from his body shape, he was He really didn't look like a knight, but more like a civil servant, but the brown-haired man - Deacon Amado took a few steps back consciously.

"Stanley Knight, we are arresting two heretics."

"Is he the owner of this tavern?" Stanley glanced into the warehouse.

Amado nodded and said: "They have strange abilities,"

"No wonder you are so arrogant that you beat up the tax collector who dared to beat the Viscount. People inside, please be clear. I will arrest you in the name of the Viscount. You will be arrested immediately outside the door without any help!"

Manda's head was buzzing. He thought that the beating of the tax collector was over, but he didn't expect that Viscount Gassac was so slow that he only came to arrest them today.

Wait a minute, is the Viscount really retarded? He should have received the news on the day of the incident...

"How long are you going to make me wait!" Stanley yelled, "Why don't you leave yourself some dignity? Do you have to wait for me to go in and catch you out?"

Worm whispered: "We have no chance. This man is a third-level believer. Although I have not seen his natal god, we can never be his opponent. I suggest that I strangle you to death with worm silk first. Then I will commit suicide with a knife. Of course, we can also fight with him until the end, but if we are captured alive..."

"Don't be so pessimistic, the situation is not that bad," Manda gritted her teeth and raised her hands, "We surrender."

"Surrender?" Worm almost jumped up, "That's impossible, I'll kill you now!"

When Worm was about to spin the silk, Manda whispered: "He is here to help us."

Worm was startled, Manda's determined expression seemed to leave no room for doubt.

"How can this be……"

"Now is not the time to explain. Let's go out first and follow his arrangements. This is God's will. You must believe me."

Now is indeed not the time to explain, because Manda doesn't know how to explain at all. He doesn't know Stanley at all, and is just making a guess based on intuition.

It doesn't matter whether they guessed correctly or not. What's important is that they have no choice at all. Judging from the experience of fighting against Siegeset, all tactics and countermeasures are worth mentioning in front of the third-level believers.

The two men came out with their hands raised. The soldiers tied them up with chains and threw them into the cage on the carriage.

Deacon Amado was very dissatisfied with this. In order to capture these two heretics, he spent a lot of effort and paid a high price.

"Knight Stanley, these two heretics are very dangerous. I have reported the matter to Bishop Bucken, and the bishop is still waiting for my reply."

"The Viscount is also waiting for my reply. Which lord can tolerate thugs who resist taxes?" Stanley always had a relaxed smile on his face, and he did not hide the smell on his body at all, the unique smell of believers of the ancient god.

The God's Punishment Warrior clutched his battle ax tightly. Although he was one level behind, he still had the courage to fight his opponent.

The Fengshen believer was very aware of current affairs. He walked near the warehouse and pretended to be searching for something. In fact, he wanted to avoid the conflict between the two parties.

Amado weighed it again and again, and finally chose to compromise: "If the Viscount does not want to execute these two heretics, please hand them over to me. As a servant of the Lord, I will not allow heretics to do evil in Niujiao Town."

"Deacon Amado, you are worrying too much. I believe that the Viscount will make a fair judgment," Stanley got on his horse and said with a smile, "He will not allow anyone to do evil in Niujiao Town. Don't forget who is Niujiao. Lord of the town.”

Stanley left with the soldiers. The angry God's Punishment Warrior walked up to Amado and roared: "How should we explain to the bishop? That knight himself was so evil, and he was so arrogant to kill those two heretics. Not only did we fail to complete our mission, but we also allowed the majesty of God’s Punisher to be destroyed!”

"It's up to me to explain this matter and take the injured out of here." Amado turned and walked towards the door.

The God's Punishment Warrior continued to roar: "At least burn this evil place down!"

Amado turned back and said: "Don't touch anything here. Besides, pay attention to the tone of your words."

Adomah walked back to the church with a sullen expression. The status of a second-level divine punishment warrior was equivalent to that of a deacon, but he was the leader of the Divine Punishment Church in Niujiao Town, and he would not allow anyone to challenge his status.

More importantly, Viscount Gassac's attitude made him feel the crisis.

The Viscount's support for the heretics did not happen overnight. Recommending a third-level heretic as a knight shows his hostile attitude towards the God's Punisher.

A viscount naturally does not have the strength to fight against the God's Punisher, but there is another force behind him. This force comes from a certain marquis or even a certain grand duke, and behind this big man there may be someone even more powerful. characters.

Every country has a struggle between royal power and religious power, and no God's Punisher can stay out of it, but Amado doesn't want to be sucked into the center of the whirlpool, after all, he still has to survive in Niujiao Town.

Manda and Worm were escorted into the dungeon of the Viscount Castle and put into a fishy-smelling cage.

Seeing the greasy blood and unknown sticky substance on the ground, Manda complained: "What the hell is this place?"

A voice came from the cage next door: "You are so unlucky. No one can get out of that cage alive. The person who lived there last night had his intestines just taken out and screamed for a long time before he died."

Manda turned her face, looked at the man's back through the bars of the prison, and said, "What crime has he committed?"

"He couldn't pay the taxes and wanted to escape in front of the tax collectors, but he was caught. This idiot didn't even save a single copper coin." After saying that, the man turned around and looked at him with blood on his face. Manda said: "I paid half of the tax. The Viscount only cut off my ears and nose. He will let me go in two days."