"The Holy Spirit is an organization composed of seven seventh-level believers." Bartman gave a simple answer.

“What is the purpose of this organization?”

"Survive."

Batman's answer is fine, but he is challenging Manda's patience: "The Dark Talisman is absorbing your divinity every moment. If you want to get rid of the Talisman earlier, it is best to communicate with me in a smoother way."

Bartman was silent for a moment and said, "You are also level seven. You should know the difficulties of level seven. Level seven is only one step away from the demigod. It is the most powerful existence besides level eight, and the most tragic existence. Because we are potential competitors of level eight, our goal is to advance to level eight, get the artifact, and replace the former level eight, which is destined that level eight will regard level seven as a mortal enemy.

If there are already demigods among the believers of the same gods, or the eighth level, the survival of the seventh level will be seriously threatened. I was chased by Pudala for more than ten years. Until I joined the Semitism, Pudala never dared to cause trouble for me again."

Manda thought for a moment and said, "The purpose of the existence of the Secretariat is to protect each other and fight against the eighth level?"

"That's what I said, for survival."

"But what if any of you becomes the eighth level?"

"At present, no one in the Secretariat has been promoted to the eighth level. One day, if someone has successfully promoted to the eighth level, he will become our leader. All members have sworn to be absolutely loyal to the leader before joining the society. We will unite and help the leader seize the position of the demigod, and the leader will also help each of our members, and eventually all of them will be promoted to the eighth level believers."

"That is to say, you don't have a leader yet?"

"There are leaders, and he is very close to the eighth level."

"What's his name?"

"I don't know his name, nor do other members of the Senate."

"Which god is he a believer?"

"I don't know either."

Manda frowned and said, "You don't know anything, it makes me embarrassed."

Bartman said: "Kissing can testify for me, he is also a member of the Hermitage. He knows no more than me. The Hermitage members cannot inquire about any information about the leader, otherwise they will be regarded as unfaithful to the leader."

Manda thinks that Bateman is lying, and he is lying from beginning to end.

The seventh-level believers form an alliance and join forces to fight against the eighth-level, which is a reasonable explanation.

But it would be a bit ridiculous if a group of seventh-levels are loyal to the other and know nothing about this seventh-level.

"Since you are so loyal to the leader, why do you still follow Athena?"

"We were given permission from the leader, and Athena promised to provide Kissin with a way to advance to the eighth level, and the leader supported all the actions we took for promotion."

This is even more ridiculous.

This leader supported his subordinates to be promoted to the eighth level. According to their rules, subordinates who were promoted to the eighth level would replace him as the leader.

How could there be such a selfless leader? Even Leo couldn't do this, because it completely violated human nature.

Manda doesn't want to listen to these lies anymore. The matters of the Secretariat can be slowly verified by Kissin. It can only be blamed for the believer of the Sea God.

Butman said: "I have said everything I know. Can I remove the dark talisman from my body now?"

Manda shook her head and said, "I have another thing I need your help. I have a subordinate who is a believer of Apollo. He needs to be promoted from the fifth, sixth, seventh, and third level."

Bartman half opened his mouth and shook his head, "I can't tell you the way."

Manda said with a mute expression: "It's easy to leave, but I won't send you off!"

"You are forcing me to betray the gods!"

"Don't the gods want a good believer?"

"He is only qualified to pass the test of the gods..."

Manda waved her whip and said, "When you become a white duck, there will be many tests waiting for you."

"Wait a minute!" Bateman urged his horse to catch up with Manda, "Anyway, it's a business, I can offer a price tag that is more attractive than the promotion method."

"I'll listen carefully."

"As long as you remove the dark talisman on me immediately, I would like to give you a recommendation to join the Saints' Secretology."

Manda pretended to be excited and said, "Would you accept me?"

"As long as you swear allegiance to the leader, it's for my sake..."

"Ha~Too!" Manda spitted on Bartman's face, "Do you look good? Do I care about your memorial service? Why don't you pee and look for your own appearance?"

"I'm familiar with this metaphor," Bartman wiped the saliva from his face. "Our leader said the same thing, maybe he is very close to you."

"Don't talk nonsense, except for the promotion method, the rest is free of talks."

"Don't regret it!"

"Give me a reason to regret?"

"When you meet the eighth-level believers of Hermes, you will know how precious the shelter of the Hermes."

Manda, the eighth-order believer of Hermes, smiled.

Batman said with a serious expression: "There is an absurd rumor in the market that Hermes has only one believer. You shouldn't really believe it? Let me tell you the truth, I have seen the eighth-level believers of Hermes, I have also seen His eighth-level skills, He has become a demigod, I have also seen His artifacts, don't you want to know more details?"

"I don't want to know," Manda shook her head, "either give me a way to advance, or wait for the talisman to slowly erode your divinity."

Bartman sighed, "You are so stubborn."

He finally handed over the promotion method of level 5, 6, 7, and 3. Manda used the first-level skills to check the value, and the promotion method was real.

Manda fulfilled his promise and gave Bartman a bowl of medicinal soup.

Bartman drank the medicine soup, and after a violent vomiting, he vomited out a black, sticky, worm-like thing.

"Is this the Dark Talisman?"

Manda nodded and said, "Have you seen it?"

"Doesn't the believers of the God of Darkness need to do it themselves?"

"There is no need for the dark believers to do it, and a bowl of medicine can solve it. It's that simple."

Things were simpler than Bartman imagined. Manda just gave him a bowl of vomiting medicine configured by Bruto. What he vomited was not the dark spell, but Guatel's snot.

As the best sticky glue in the world, Guatel's snot cannot be digested and directly stuck to his stomach. The faint stomach pain made Bateman mistakenly think that he had swallowed the dark talisman.

Manda will not use the real dark talisman to him. It was Hermes's instructions to let him go. Manda will not make Hermes embarrassed for this little thing.

Batman left, and Manda took everyone back to the capital.

Bruto prepared medicine overnight to treat everyone's injuries. In fact, he was also very injured. Manda originally planned to go back to Qixing Mountain to call all the wizards to help Bruto, but just as he was about to set off, he found that the oracle ring was lit.

I almost forgot that I had to report the result of the matter to Pan Shen. Manda set up the altar. After the thick smoke, I found an old man with white hair and beard sitting on the altar.

"Manda Claudesey, I come on Hermes' order to ask you for a reasonable explanation!"

It was the familiar aria again, and Manda did not understand why Hermes had a special liking for this image.

“What explanation do you want?”

"Why are you provoking Madesa?"

"I want to help you find out why he could bypass Mount Olympia and become a god." This is true, at least most of the time.

"Have you found out?"

"No," Manda shook her head, "I could have grabbed him with my own hands. As long as I hand him over to you, you will definitely find out the truth."

"Did you catch him?"

“No, either.”

"What did you end up with Odysseus?"

Manda bit her lip: "I thought I could get at least one of Zeus' artifacts."

"Did you get the artifact?"

“No, either.”

"You also paid Apollo's silver bow for this, and almost paid the family you worked hard to run for this. We are all businessmen, and the business has been paid off."

Manda smiled awkwardly: "My thought is good..."

"I admit, a good idea, but this is not your reason to die," Hermes looked at Manda and sighed, "Have you ever thought about why I didn't go to the mortal world and caught Madesa directly? I'm much more sure of taking action than you."

Manda thought for a moment and said, "Because of the Lord of God's Punishment."

"Do you still remember the Lord of God's Punishment?" Hermes laughed, "I thought you had forgotten him long ago. He dared to release Madesa, so he was not afraid of you to catch him, because that was a bait, and you couldn't even think of this? Do you know how lucky you were to capture you. It was Athena who captured you, not Lord of God's Punishment, otherwise you could see me?"

Manda lowered her head and bowed deeply, "It's all my fault."

"There are mistakes, and the credit cannot be erased. At least you have captured Athena, and you still have to give the reward you should give. I will give you the last contract to advance to the eighth level."

Manda raised her head excitedly.

Hermes said: "The contract is about ten people."

What does ten people mean?

"Give me ten bodyguards?"

Hermes smiled bitterly: "Give you a hundred bodyguards is not enough for you to ruin. I will give you a limit of ten people. Before completing the second contract, you can only kill ten people at most. If you exceed this number, you will lose the opportunity for promotion."

Manda was dumbfounded: "There is no war and no killing people. I can't solve some problems..."

"If you have to rely on war and killing to solve the problem, sooner or later I will collect your body for you, and this day will not be too far away. Remember that there are some enemies you can't handle. Try to stay in a safe place before completing the contract."

After saying that, Hermes closed the passage of the mortal world and sighed, "Grow up, little guy, grow up faster, don't let greed and blood blind your eyes, don't become paranoid and stupid Ares."

Pan defended Manda: "Everything he did is for your sake."

Hermes smiled and said, "You don't understand his mind, and he also wants to know how to become a god bypassing Mount Olympia."

As soon as Hemaphrodites finished speaking, he walked into the temple: "Father, I found it."
Chapter completed!