"Grocery store?"

“It’s just a shop where you can buy a lot of condiments used for cooking fish.”

"I can understand that door. After all, it was reported in the newspaper that Karen, as a trial candidate sent by our teacher, entered the Gate of Reincarnation.

He can imprint the mark of the Gate of Reincarnation in his heart. This is his ability and his opportunity.

But this kind of opportunity is not something you come across casually, especially at his age."

"But there is no comparison between people, just like you..."

"Like me and who?"

"It's like you look at the clouds in the sky that are so high, so far away, so unreachable, but the birds have long since gotten tired of them."

Rasma shook her head and brought the topic back on track:

"The previous round of offensive was not connected tightly enough. If we could concentrate the spells early and seize the time to attack after diverting the opponent's attention through illusion, the effect would be much better, and the assassin would not have time to mount a sufficient defense."

Pu'er immediately retorted: "Condensing the technique in advance will produce energy fluctuations, so the opponent will be able to detect in advance that it is an illusion. By then, this technique may not even have the effect."

Rasma laughed and scolded: "Why do we old people just roll up our sleeves and do it when we fight, but now young people are dragging their feet during fights so much."

"Times have changed, my lord."

"Changed?"

"Now is the time for our young people, meow!"

Rasma reached out and gently touched Pu'er's chin, and Pu'er immediately moved his head away: "What are you doing?"

"I really don't know you well enough, but I remember when I met Dis when I was young. At that time, several guys with strong family backgrounds talked about what powerful or rare monsters they kept in their homes. Dis said at that time, his family

I just have a cat.”

"Well, the Immelais family has always had a tradition of raising cats. I am the 25th generation cat."

"You are much older than me, so you and I are calling the time of your youth here."

Pu'er raised his flesh claws, covered his chest, and replied: "I am young at heart!"

"Oh."

Pu'er came over and said, "It's quite surprising that Dis actually mentioned me outside."

The corners of Rasma's mouth twitched slightly, as if she wanted to ask something but held back.

The considerate Pu'er took the initiative and said, "Diss also told you about you at home."

Rasma swallowed and did not answer.

Pu'er continued: "Actually, Diss didn't have many friends when he was young. He only became peaceful when he got older and after what happened. But before that, he mentioned it many times at home.

You Rasma."

Rasma began to breathe rapidly and the quill in her hand began to waver.

"He said you were very annoying. Every time you improved your level, you would come to fight with him, which made him lazy even if you wanted to. He had to follow you to improve your level."

"Hehehe."

Rasma smiled. In this sentence, he was obviously a pursuer, and a pursuer who could almost never catch up. It was as if Dis was just trying to cope with himself every time he improved his level.

But at this age, after experiencing so much, when Rasma heard these words, not only did she not feel that she was being looked down upon, but she felt moved that her youth had been affirmed.

Pu'er took advantage of the situation and said, "So, little Rasma, Dis should regard you as a friend."

"I don't want to be friends with him."

"Then when you condense the fragments of your godhead, will you help the temple to suppress Dis again?"

Upon hearing this, Rasma immediately stared at Pu'er with a solemn gaze.

"He asked you to stay here to help you condense the fragments of his godhead. You should know that this is his kindness to you;

Therefore, after you condense the fragments of the godhead, you will have the ability to cooperate with the temple and get rid of these arrangements left by Dis, so will you do this?"

Rasma Dandan responded:

"It's still early."

Pu'er nodded and said, "Yes, it's still early, but you owe him."

Rasma's eyes gradually slowed down and pointed at the battle ahead:

"So I will help him train his grandson."

"Are you sure you can help with training?"

…

Under the new round of offensive, Karen was no longer limited to completely defending, and began to actively look for opportunities to attack. However, his attacks were still based on defense, with the purpose of using attacks to reduce his defensive pressure.

Valotti almost broke through Karen's defense again and again, but was blocked again by Karen. The battle area between the two sides gradually moved into the canyon below, and it was no longer the quick solution like the first confrontation.

The battle style has become a fierce battle.

A large number of spells were used against each other, but they could not really cause much damage to the opponent, they were just consumed.

Gradually, Valotti realized something was wrong and took the initiative to break away from the confrontation.

He has always felt that he has an impressive accumulation. Even if his current state is not good, he still has great confidence in accumulation, so he originally wanted to use this method to kill his opponent, but the opponent gave him the feeling

Yes...the other party is also very confident in his own accumulation!

If you continue to spend time like this, it will really become a matter of luck to see whose barrel will be empty first. This is not what Valotti wants.

Karen took this opportunity to slightly adjust the muscle fatigue in his body, and at the same time soothe the previously overly surging spiritual energy in his body.

The defense was almost complete and he was almost familiar with it. Next, he had to prepare to switch to an attack-based combat method.

At this time, Karen heard the other person shouting to him: "I have a proposal. You can help me intercede with that person, and I can help you assassinate three people."

Karen shook his head and said, "If you stop talking nonsense, you will definitely die today."

Valotti said: "Then do you want this duel to be more interesting, for example, asking the big shot not to interfere with our duel process in the next period of time?"

Karen shook his head again and said, "You are the one who is going to die, not me."

"Then don't you think this will be boring? The big shot may intervene at any time. Even if I can defeat you, I have no chance to kill you. You are already invincible."

Karen asked: "Yeah, isn't this bad?"

"I don't think this is in line with my aesthetic taste. It's just that I didn't expect that your aesthetic taste is so low. Alas."

"Didn't you also kill the people in the chief bishop's family who were weaker than you, using sneak attacks? Didn't you also kill the servants of God in my family, also using sneak attacks?

Their strength is much lower than yours, but you still killed them and painted me a rose after killing them.

You alone are worthy of mentioning my aesthetics to me?"

Karen waved Diamanth's sword, pointing the sword at Valotti:

"You ran into my house, killed my people, and kidnapped my family. Do you still want to get a chance to survive here?

Let me tell you what my aesthetic is, that is, let you become my sparring partner first. It just so happens that I haven’t had the chance to fight well to adapt to my new realm after being promoted to adjudicator. Finally, I will make you as aggrieved as you want.

The earth died before me."

Having said this, Karen shouted in the direction of Rasma:

"Great Priest, please pay more attention and don't doze off."

When Karen called out the title "High Priest", Valotti closed his eyes, because he knew that calling out this title meant that the last hope of survival he had carefully preserved was extinguished.

"I may not be able to kill you, but if you want to use me as your sparring partner, I can try to carve my name on your bones."

"I will take your skull back and place it as an incense burner in front of my tombstone. This is a memorial method I invented myself."

"Okay, then I'll change my sparring method with you and just compete with each other in techniques."

The previous confrontation between the two was like a duel between an assassin and a warrior. Now, Valotti is ready to make unilateral changes. He is not afraid that Karen will not agree, because what Karen wants is not to defeat him, but to use him as a whetstone.

.

Of course, a competition between pure spells is actually more dangerous, makes it more difficult for outsiders to intervene in time, and can easily leave a lifelong shadow.

Valotti opened his arms, and the scimitar he held in his left hand began to melt, and then, his body also began to melt.

The surrounding land has once again turned into a large area of ​​desert, but this time the meaning is obviously different. They were originally used raw materials, but now they have condensed into a part of Valotti's body.

At this time, Valotti's body was gradually becoming larger. A roar like a ferocious beast came from his chest. Then, human and animal faces began to appear from his chest, arms and legs.

out.

A similar scene was witnessed by Karen on Fire Island, which was the final form of the hunched young man.

A young man from Juqi went to the burial place of gods, and something in the burial place attached his soul and consciousness to it. It became a walking carrier and was released back.

But unlike the Gochu youth, although Valotti also had extremely complicated phenomena, he did not appear to be confused.

Because the former is forced to become a carrier, while the latter is an active integration.

This should be the way of practice of the fallen gods. Just like the gods they believe in carry and dispose of the corpses of other gods, they obviously want to get something from the corpses.
To be continued...