Manda is going to use split and Brayton hard steel. Although split has no most skills and no golden fingers, Manda thought of a way to deal with it.


    First of all, he was sure that Brayton did not dare to hurt him, at least not his real body. He had to use Manda as a bargaining chip to persuade him to surrender.


    Moreover, the split body is completely consistent with the real body in speed and strength. Good luck can also lead to the power of the Lord of divine punishment. Although it may attract the attention of the Lord of divine punishment, this side effect can be ignored at the moment of life and death.


    The combat objectives of both sides are also different. Brayton''s combat objectives are very complex. He wants to control Manda and can''t hurt Manda.


    Manda''s fighting goal is simple and clear. It''s best to kill Brayton, but it doesn''t matter if she can''t. just grab the key.


    Manda is ready to fight, but Breton doesn''t want to fight. He wants to do a business with Manda.


    "I can give you the key if you have to do me a favor."


    "Help? Do you want me to persuade my men to surrender?" Manda nodded. "Well, give me the key first."


    Brayton shook his head and said, "I''m not here to persuade you to surrender. Even if you surrender, Almon will not let us go. The Archduke is too conceited and goes deep into this place alone. I no longer have any hope for this war."


    Manda turned her eyes and said with a smile, "are you here to surrender to me?"


    "Not to you, but to a great God," Breton took out the black crystal from his arms. "This is found in your backpack. This is a gift belonging to the great God, isn''t it?"


    Before Manda was unconscious, she didn''t put her backpack into the Styx Island, resulting in all the gods falling into sheltai''s hands.


    But sheltai didn''t have much interest in Manda''s backpack. He handed it directly to Brayton, who found the black crystal.


    "My God has given me instructions that his son Typhon has been reborn. I can find my destination there, so I hope to get your recommendation."


    It''s easy to say that he wanted to be a subordinate of tifeng. Just introduce him to leond. Leond should not refuse such a subordinate with his class and rare skills.


    But the question is, did he really go, or did he come to talk? If it''s a cliche, you have to deal with him in another way.


    Brayton seemed to see Manda''s doubts, pointed to the corpses all over the corridor and said, "I killed all the guards here. Isn''t this sincerity enough?"


    Manda shrugged her eyebrows and said, "what do you want me to do?"


    "As long as you say a word, as long as you promise to take me to the God, I will give you the key immediately and help you escape."


    "A word?" Manda smiled. "How much can a word mean?"


    "Will you promise me?" Brayton looked at Manda with sincere and urgent eyes.


    Manda smiled and said, "OK, I promise to introduce you to tifeng."


    While talking, Manda''s real body and separate body suddenly trembled at the same time.


    Now he couldn''t laugh. It wasn''t because of the cold or fear, but because he was driven by some force.


    Manda looked at Breton in surprise and asked, "what did you do to me just now?"


    "My fourth level skill, the abyss oath," Brayton smiled. "You just made an oath under the gaze of my God. If you break it, you will fall into the abyss of my God."


    No wonder he only wants Manda to say a word. I didn''t expect that there were such skills in the world.


    It''s too late to say anything now. I''ve been caught. I can only keep my word.


    But it''s also good to avoid mutual suspicion.


    Brayton threw the key to Manda. Manda untied the chain and returned to the real body.


    Brayton was considerate. He was worried about Manda''s lack of strength and prepared a large piece of horse meat and a pot of wine for Manda.


    These two things helped Manda a lot. She wolfed down and ate enough. Manda followed Brayton out of the cell.


    Manda is very familiar with grey fish town. He gave up the main road and took the path. He didn''t encounter too many obstacles until he came to the edge of the town.


    Brayton pointed to the East and said, "your camp is only a dozen miles away from here. Your subordinates shouldn''t hurt me?"


    "Of course not..." as soon as the voice fell, Manda trembled again. He looked at Brayton angrily. "You don''t have to use skills so often!"


    Brayton wiped the sweat channel: "when I''m old, I have to be careful in everything. I''ve never spared the fourth-order skills. It''s precisely because of my prudence that I can get along with comson for so many years."


    "Who''s cumson?"


    "My old friend, the demigod of the God of deception who was captured by you. I guess he is not a demigod now. Maybe he has become a divine blood stone."


    "He is still alive. He knows the way to live. As long as he doesn''t tell me the way to promote demigod, I can''t kill him."


    Brayton smiled, "then I guess he will never say..."


    While talking, Manda moved her ears. He seemed to hear the sound of a horse''s hoof.


    "Let''s go! Someone''s coming!" Manda ran away, but Brayton couldn''t keep up.


    When he was old and out of breath, he shouted to Manda, "if I die, you will break your promise, and you will still fall into the abyss of my God."


    Manda slowed down and looked at Brayton angrily. He only dared to look at it like this. He didn''t even have the courage to quarrel with each other. He was worried that once he said a wrong sentence, it would become an oath.


    The sound of horses'' hoofs was approaching, and they were about to catch up. Brayton stood where he was and stopped running. He had to use his skills. Covering himself with the abyss and retreating was his most common technique.


    Manda didn''t think it was wise to do so. The enemy knew Brayton''s skills. Since they dared to catch up, they would be on guard.


    As expected, Brayton''s skills failed.


    His face was pale, he looked at Manda, and his voice was vague: "Archduke has come after him in person."


    Manda was stunned: "can sheltai restrain your skills?"


    "He can restrain everyone''s skills. Let''s go!"


    Is sheltai a believer in ancient gods? Can he restrain everyone''s skills? Which God has such a great power?


    Although he didn''t understand Brayton, Manda realized the seriousness of the problem. He didn''t care about Brayton anymore. He just ran away, but it wasn''t long before he was caught up by sheltai''s cavalry.


    In the past, this is absolutely impossible. Ordinary horses can''t catch up with Manda.


    But this time, Manda''s speed slowed down. Although it was faster than ordinary people, it was up to the basic level of a sixth order believer.


    This means that his second-order skills have disappeared.


    Even the second-order skills could be restrained. Manda was really surprised.


    Surrounded by the cavalry, Manda looked up at sheltai.


    Sheltai is very short, only a little more than five feet (less than one meter six). He usually looks good. He looks a little funny on horseback.


    He said to Manda with a smile and a whip; "I said you had recovered, but my general wouldn''t let me cut off your hand. I guess you bought my general at that time, but I''m curious. How did you buy him?"


    Manda looked at sheltai and tried to summon her separation.


    I didn''t expect that the separation skill also failed.


    He tried to control sheltai''s war horse. The war horse didn''t respond, and the fifth level skill failed.


    Manda wanted to see what class sheltai was in, but he couldn''t see the shadow of gold coins, and even the first-order skills failed.


    What kind of monster is this? Why do all skills fail?


    Sheltai still had a smile on his face: "I forgot to remind you that the rule of this battle is that God has no grace. To put it bluntly, everyone can''t use the skills given by God here and now."


    "If you say you can''t use it, you can''t use it?" Manda was still talking hard.


    Sheltai smiled and didn''t respond. Brayton said, "this is the rule of Cronus, the Lord of the second generation of gods. We must abide by it. We must hold on for only one percent of the hourglass."