Madesa lost the bamboo slips, but for him, it was not just a loss of sixteen gold coins.

He had once hidden in the bamboo slips, with his remaining divine power remaining on the bamboo slips. Manda had previously obtained his blood and used the messenger spell to lock his approximate movements.

It is enough to have a rough direction. Manda can speculate that he is looking for Odysseus and another person will use a barrier. This kind of thing must be verified.

Five fingers penetrated Madesa's back heart, and Manda activated the fixed tactic and first absorbed the opponent's divine power.

Unexpectedly, Madesa's divine power was very strong, and his short-term absorption did not affect him. He hit the holy light on his fingertips at Manda. Manda dodged and was forced to pull out his fingers.

Once he got the opportunity, Madesa's attack would continue. He first used his chanting skills to interfere with Manda's attention, and then activated the Holy Light and the Divine Sword Seal. Manda struggled to dodge among the white light and the golden light. When Madesa wanted to activate the Flow Flame, he suddenly found that his hands could not move.

Odysseus tied his hands and feet with silk thread, and the sharp silk thread was deeply embedded in the flesh.

Madesa transformed into a flame, broke free from the silk thread, and used the holy light to make a hole in Odysseus's body.

Odysseus felt no pain, his wounds did not even have a drop of blood. If it weren't winter now, he would probably have flies in his body.

Madesa launched the magic sword seal again, and Manda pierced his body with her golden fingers from her chest.

Madesa couldn't handle the attack with the two of them. He wanted to use his chanting skills to disrupt the attacking rhythm of the two, but his voice became soft and hoarse, and he had lost the penetration of the past.

It seems to be a little severely injured.

Manda's five fingers pierced through his ribs again, and Odysseus's silk thread wrapped tightly around him.

He wanted to transform into flames and escape, but suddenly he found that the Lord of Divine Punishment appeared in front of him in a blue robe.

"Give up, my child."

The Lord asked me to give up? How is this possible?

This is obviously Claudesey's evil trick.

Madesa laughed, even her laughter was powerless.

The injury is really serious.

"The Lord asks you to give up, and you should give up. Don't question the Lord's identity. You don't question the Lord's qualifications."

Odysseus was talking, and what he said made sense.

This is his skill, how could he get such a low skill? Is it really because he was too seriously injured?

Negative emotions surged into my heart, and Madesa lost his fighting spirit.

The thread was tightened, Madesa could not move, Manda's fingers were so fast that he could not see the shadow, and he pierced dozens of holes in Madesa's body.

I can't hold on anymore, I'm really hurt too much.

I am the angel of the Lord, the first angel, how is this possible...

With a cough, Madesa blew his blood and fell to the ground.

Manda raised his finger and was about to cut Madesa's head. Odysseus quickly stopped Manda: "It's useless. He is a god. Even if you chop him into meat paste, he can still be resurrected. He is just falling asleep now."

"It seems that he can only be handed over to the gods."

Manda carried Madesa and was about to find a place to sacrifice to Hermes. Odysseus stopped him again: "I'll give you a piece of advice. He may wake up at any time. It's not so easy to deal with him next time."

Manda looked at Odysseus: "You have a good idea?"

Odysseus nodded: "Do you carry a double snake staff?"

"Take his soul away?" This is indeed a good idea, "but I may not have that kind of power."

Manda has never collected the soul of God, and he is not sure whether the Double Snake Staff has this function.

Odysseus touched Madesa's body: "There is a method. Let's make a deal. You take Madesa's soul away and find your god to get the merits. I take Madesa's body away and use the immortal body of God to resurrect me. Will you make a deal?"

"Why make it so complicated? Sacrifice to God is just a matter of blinking..." Before he finished speaking, Madesa's fingers suddenly trembled. Manda was startled and quickly threw his body to the ground.

Odysseus tied Madesa's body with silk thread and looked at Manda with a smile: "Friend, don't be too greedy. This body is of no use to you. Why take unnecessary risks for this? If he suddenly wakes up, it's hard to say whether you can get out of your body. I won't provide any help to you. Why not make a deal with me, we will get what we need."

Manda nodded, he thought it made sense, not because Odysseus used his skills, but because Manda really felt it made sense, Madesa was so scary, and there was really no need to take risks.

The two reached a deal, and Odysseus took out a few olive leaves from his backpack, placed them on Madesa, held some river water, and sprinkled them on the olive leaves.

The olive leaves that sucked in water grew wildly and wrapped around Madesa's body. Odysseus looked at Manda and said, "I will now pour all my divine power into the leaf veins, so that I can suppress his divine nature in a short period of time. You must give all your strength and put his soul into the Double Snake Staff. I can last for at most twice to breathe. Your movements must be fast and must be successful in one go, otherwise I will die from losing my divine power."

Manda curled her lips: "You are dead."

"This is different. I rely on divine power to maintain my soul on earth. If I fail, my soul will also disappear. But you don't have to be secretly happy about it. You will lose a helper. You have to face Madesa alone, Manda Claudesay, can I trust you?"

Manda couldn't help laughing: "I didn't expect that you would entrust me with the last bit of hope."

Odysseus said helplessly: "My popularity is so bad. When I reach this point, you are the only one left."

Manda raised the two snake staff and infused his divine power.

Odysseus pressed his hands against Madesa's chest and closed his eyes.

"Start!" Odysseus shouted.

Manda did not move, he was observing Odysseus to prevent him from doing anything unusual.

Odysseus was about to cry but had no tears. His divine power had been injected. He could not stop and could only leave it to fate.

When the second breath approached, Manda's two snake staff finally fell on Madesa.

A strong light flashed, and a deafening roar echoed in my ears, and the snake staff trembled a few times.

Is it successful?

Manda stared at Madesa for a long time, and suddenly saw Odysseus lying on the ground.

Failed...

Odysseus' eyes wide open, and his face was full of reluctance, lay quietly on the ground.

Manda closed his eyelids for him, quickly prepared the altar and prayed to Hermes.

Move quickly, be sure to be fast...

Before the altar was set up, Madesa stood up.

Manda didn't care about the altar and was about to escape when he suddenly heard Madesa laughing and said, "Friend, we succeed."

Manda looked up and down at Madesa.

"Madesa" touched the scars on his body: "It's so cruel to start. It seems that this body will have to recover for a while."

Odysseus occupied Madesa's body, and Manda tightened his eyes and saw new divine power spreading in Madesa's body.

It was so fast that Manda couldn't believe it.

What about Madesa's soul?

The two snake staff trembled again, and Madesa's soul was struggling in the two snake staff.

Odysseus looked at Manda, and tears seemed to appear in his eyes: "Is this a friendship exchanged for life? I didn't expect that when I lost everything, I, I, I, got you..."

He choked up and Manda was also moved.

"That's right, my friend, the friendship I have earned with my life," Manda said in a trembling voice, "You have obtained life, I have obtained a credit, and I seem to suffer a loss if I count it like this."

Odysseus laughed dryly: "That's not what you said, you and I will take each of you and I should calculate the two things."

"Even if this matter is barely resolved, I saved your life before. How should I settle this account?"

"Just rely on our friendship, don't worry about this."

"I'm just a petty person." Manda raised the double snake staff.

"I promise you that if you encounter danger in the future, I will give you the same help, and I will give you the same help."

"Who can tell the truth about the future? You must be sincere and you should pay the reward now." Manda pointed the two snake staff at Odysseus' head.

"Don't be impulsive! Friend!" Odysseus took two steps back.

"Don't move, friend," Manda grinned, "I know your barrier is right behind me, and I know that your soul is very unstable. I can take your soul away and let you and Madesa be your companion in the Double Snake Staff."

"I'll give it, I'll give it!" Odysseus thrust his chest hard.

Manda smiled bitterly: "You are so old, don't do such naive things. What benefits do you do to me with your self-harm?"

Odysseus punched again, and a large piece of pearls of faith scattered on the ground.

He punched and punched, and half of the pearls gushed over Madesa's body.

Manda had seen this scene. On Mount Olympia, Hermes threw the nails of the Lord of Divine Punishment, and the pearls were gushing like this.
Chapter completed!