Give Me the Name of God

Manda regretted that he should not have summoned four clones. Three clones were enough to attract the enemy's attention.

An unstable factor like the chaotic clone should always be controlled in the real body, and should never be released until the end of the road.

Manda wanted Typhon to wait a while for his soul to return to his true body before he and Typhon went to see Tartarus.

But these words have been brewing for a long time, but I just couldn't say them out.

Manda, who was in the chaotic clone, had serious confusion in his thinking. After a strong ideological struggle, he believed that Tartarus would most likely not let him touch the vague authority. There was no hope anyway, so it was better to let him Chaos avatar to get lucky.

What is the logic? After risking his life for an opportunity, he actually let the chaotic clone try to get lucky?

Manda really couldn't understand why she had such crazy ideas. But this idea is completely reasonable in the chaos clone, so reasonable that Manda can't resist.

Typhon brought Manda to his temple and said to Manda: You stay here and pray to my father devoutly. Remember to be very pious, otherwise he will kill you.

Manda looked surprised: This is your temple, what's the use of praying to Tartarus here?

I am my father's representative in the human world. You can vaguely regard me as my father. If you can understand what I said, it proves that you and your father still have the possibility of communication. If you can't understand, then you can do it as soon as possible. give up.

After Typhon finished speaking, he left, and Manda shouted: Aren't you going to stay here?

I really hope you can succeed, but I don't want to be involved with you. My father's temper is not that gentle. I wish you good luck!

Manda stayed alone in the temple, praying to Tartarus. He didn't know what prayers to say. He was too unfamiliar with Tartarus.

Before leaving, you should ask Brayton about Tartarus' temperament. After all, he is the only believer in Tartarus.

While anxious, Manda had another weird idea.

Why pray to Breton? What's the point of doing this? Brayton himself did not master the vague power of Tartarus, he only mastered the devouring power, which he admitted personally.

Do I need Devouring Power?

Obviously not!

Since you don't need it, why ask him for advice?

Strange logic kept surging in Manda's mind. Manda tried her best to restrain her chaotic thoughts and set a reasonable goal for herself.

He didn't ask Tartarus to teach him the power of ambiguity, he just wanted to leave a good impression on him, and he just wanted to have a chance to meet him next time.

Looking at the exaggerated and ferocious statue of Typhon, Manda could not connect him with Tartarus anyway.

What does Tartarus look like?

It seemed that I had seen a statue in Bretton's room. The statue was too old and its face was severely eroded, making it impossible to see the facial features clearly.

It’s okay if you can’t see clearly, this is in line with the vague divinity.

The so-called devout prayer is to recite the name of God and just say: Tartarus, please look here, I want to see you!

Strange thoughts appeared again, Manda's vision was also affected, and he felt that the statue of Typhon began to become blurry.

It's very blurry, so blurry that it's unrecognizable.

Is this a change in the idol, or is it my own hallucination?

All the candles in the temple suddenly went out. In the darkness, the statue flashed a ray of light, allowing Manda to barely make out its outline.

This outline is very different from Typhon, with the iconic hundred heads and hundred arms missing.

A slender and thin figure is approaching Manda. Is this Tartarus?

Are you Claude Sai?

He spoke, and Manda quickly agreed: It's me.

Why did you come to me?

Don’t mention vague authority matters first, don’t anger Him first, first send blessings to the original god with a pious heart, and then bring up the special friendship between yourself and Typhon.

Pick out what you like and say what you like. As long as you can please Tartarus, it’s victory!

After pondering for a long time, Manda asked: What do you think is the eternal truth in this world?

Manda really wanted to slap herself, this sentence was completely different from what she had imagined!

Why ask this boring question? Do you have the qualifications to ask casual questions?

Tartarus was silent for a long time, and Manda prayed silently in her heart: Don't be angry, give me a chance to explain.

There is no eternal truth in this world. Tartarus gave the answer.

This is a meaningless answer, but Manda cannot respond like this.

He wants to say this is the correct answer, the concise answer, the enigmatic answer!

Manda prepared a series of rainbows and was about to send them to Tartarus, but her mouth kept working.

I have discovered the eternal truth, do you want to hear it?

Manda wanted to hold her mouth shut, but Tartarus seemed interested.

Tell me, I'd love to hear it.

Manda did not give a conclusion on the topic. Confusion is the biggest characteristic of the chaotic clone. He asked another question: What is the difference between a lake and a puddle? How big a puddle can be called a lake?

This question is simply blasphemous and has absolutely nothing to do with what was said before.

Unexpectedly, Tartarus actually answered: If it is more than one mile in diameter, it is considered a lake, otherwise it can only be regarded as a puddle.

It's exactly one mile and one inch in diameter. Is it a lake or a puddle?

If it's more than one mile, it's naturally a lake.

I threw a few stones to the lake, and the diameter became less than an inch or a mile. Has the lake turned into a puddle?

Tartarus was silent for a long time and said: The diameter has changed, but the water has not changed. As long as there is enough water, it is still considered a lake.

“How much water is enough?”

Tartarus pointed to a water tank in the temple and said: If a million tanks can be filled with water, it will be a lake.

“If it can fill a million jars and one mouthful of water, is it considered a lake?”

Calculate!

If I lie down by the lake and take a few sips, will the lake turn into a puddle?

Tartarus did not speak, and Manda continued: What is the difference between a desert and a sand pile? If ten million grains of sand can form a desert, and I take away two grains of sand, will it become a sand pile again?

In fact, it is still a desert. Two grains of sand will not cause any change. Two hundred grains, two thousand grains, and twenty thousand grains will not cause any change. But twenty million grains are different. Without twenty million grains of sand, the desert will not be the same. It really turned into a pile of sand. What is the reason for this?

Tieshan Town is 1,123 miles away from the royal capital, but if I walked two more feet, wouldn't it be the royal capital? Where exactly is the line drawn?

Where do you think the line is? It was Tartarus' turn to ask.

Manda said: There are no accurate boundaries at all! All the boundaries in the world are blurred, and blurring is the eternal truth of this world! The truth is in your hands! I want to learn the truth from you, this is what I'm here to see Your true purpose!

…

Typhon was wandering anxiously in the valley when he suddenly heard deafening laughter coming from the temple.

Is the father angry or happy? Typhon didn't know, and Tartarus' emotions were unclear.

Typhon went to the exit of the barrier. If necessary, he would leave immediately. This was the wisest choice at the moment.

…

In the temple, Tartarus asked: Wise man, who gave you the courage to use a clone to see me?

Manda was not afraid, raised his head and said: What do you think is the difference between the clone and the real body?

Tartarus laughed again and put his palm on Manda's head.

If he had murderous intentions at this moment, Manda's soul would be destroyed immediately.

Manda knew there was no hope of escape and could only pray for Tartarus' mercy.

After waiting for a moment, Manda was not punished by Tartarus, but felt that a warm current was penetrating into his soul.

This is the blood of Tartarus.

In this world, few people can understand the true meaning of the power of ambiguity. Claude Sai, I will give you a chance to let you know more.