13 Mink Street

"Grocery store?"

"It's a store where you can buy a lot of seasonings for fish."

"I can understand that door, after all, it was reported in the newspaper that Karen, as a trainee sent by the sect, entered the door of reincarnation.

He can imprint the imprint of the gate of reincarnation in his heart. This is his ability and his opportunity.

But this kind of opportunity is not something that can be encountered casually, especially at his age. "

"But people are incomparable, just like you..."

"Like me and who?"

"It's like you see the clouds in the sky are so high, so far away, so far away, but the birds have long been tired of wearing them."

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

"The previous round of offensive was not cohesive enough. If the opponent's attention was diverted through the illusion just now, the effect would be much better if he could concentrate the spell and seize the time to attack, and the assassin would not have time to make enough defense."

Pu'er immediately retorted: "Concentrating the spell in advance will generate energy fluctuations, so the opponent will be able to detect this is an illusion in advance, and then this trick may not even have the effect."

Rathma scolded with a smile: "Why do old people like us always roll up our sleeves when we fight, and now young people are so procrastinating when they fight."

"Times have changed, my lord."

"changed?"

"Now is the era of our young people, meow!"

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

"I really don't know much about you, but I remember when I met Diss when I was young, some guys with deep family backgrounds talked about what powerful or rare monsters were raised in their homes. Diss said at the time that his family Just had a cat."

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

"You are much older than me, so what are you and I calling your young age here?"

Pu'er raised his paws, covered his chest, and replied, "I'm young at heart!"

"Ah."

Pu'er leaned over and said, "It's really surprising that Diss mentioned me outside."

The corners of Rathma's mouth twitched a few times, as if he wanted to ask something but held back.

The caring Pu'er took the initiative to say: "Diss also told you at home."

Rathma swallowed, but didn't answer.

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

Rasma began to breathe rapidly, and the quill she held in her hand began to shake.

"He said that you are annoying, and every time you raise your level, you have to come to fight with him, which makes him lazy, and he has to follow you to improve his level."

"Hehehe."

Rathma laughed. In this sentence, he is obviously a chaser, and he is a chaser who will almost never be able to catch up. It seems that every time Diss raises his level, it is just to deal with himself.

But at this age, after experiencing so many things, when Rathma heard these words, not only did she not feel that she was underestimated, but she was moved by the affirmation of her youth.

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

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

"Then will you help the temple to suppress Diss again when you condense the godhead fragments?"

Hearing this sentence, Rathma immediately glared at Pu'er with serious eyes.

"He let you stay here to help you condense the godhead fragments, you should be clear, this is his kindness to you;

Because of this, you will have the ability to cooperate with the inside and outside of the temple to destroy the arrangements left by Diss after condensing the godhead fragments, so, will you do this? "

Rasma responded lightly:

"It's still early."

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

Rathma's eyes gradually slowed down, pointing to the battle ahead:

"So I'll help him train his grandson."

"Are you sure you can help with training?"

...

Under the new round of offensive, Karen is no longer limited to a complete defense, and begins to actively look for opportunities to attack, but his attack is still based on defense, the purpose is to use attack to reduce his defensive pressure.

Valotti almost broke through Karen's defense again and again, but was blocked by Karen again. The battle area between the two sides gradually shifted into the canyon below, and it was no longer the quick solution of the first confrontation. The fighting style has turned into a fierce battle.

A large number of spells are used by each other, but they can't really cause much damage to each other, they are simply consuming.

Gradually, Valotti realized something was wrong and took the initiative to leave the confrontation.

He has always felt that he has a proud accumulation, even if the current state is not good, but 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 accumulation!

If it continues like this, it will really become a chance to gamble on whose barrel will be empty first, which is not what Vallotti wants.

Karen took this opportunity to slightly adjust the muscle fatigue in various parts of his body, and at the same time appease the spiritual energy in his body that was too surging before.

The defense is almost done, and he is also familiar with it. Next, he has to prepare to switch to an attack-based combat method.

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

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

Valotti said: "Then do you want to make this duel more interesting, such as asking that big man not to interfere with our duel process for a while?"

Karen shook his head again and said, "It's you who will die, not me."

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

Karen asked back, "Yeah, isn't that bad?"

"I don't think it fits my aesthetics, but I didn't expect your aesthetics to be so low, alas."

"Didn't you kill those who were weaker than you in the chief bishop's house, and you also used the method of sneak attack, and didn't you kill the servants of my family, also using the method of sneak attack?

Their strength is so much lower than yours, but you still killed him and drew me a rose after you killed him.

As for you, what aesthetics are worthy of mentioning to me? "

Karen swung the sword of Diamans, pointing the blade at Vallotti:

"Run to my house, kill my people, take away my family, you still want to have a chance to live with me?

Let me tell you what my aesthetics are, that is to let you become my partner first, just after I was promoted to the adjudicator, I haven't had a chance to fight well to adapt to my new realm, and in the end, I will make you as frustrated as you want died in front of me. "

Having said that, Karen shouted in the direction of Rathma over there:

"Great Priest, pay more attention and don't take a nap."

When Karen yelled the title of "High Priest", Valotti closed his eyes, because he knew that calling out this title meant that the last hope of life he carefully kept was also extinguished.

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

"I will take your skull back and put it in front of my tombstone as an incense burner. This is a way of offering sacrifices invented by myself."

"Okay, then let's practice with you in another way, purely competing in spells."

The previous confrontation between the two was like a duel between an assassin and a warrior. Now, Vallotti is going to change it unilaterally. 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, the competition between simple techniques actually has a greater risk factor, and it is more difficult for outsiders to intervene in time, and it is easy to leave a lifelong shadow.

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

The surrounding land was once again desertified in a large area, but this time the meaning was obviously different. Originally, they were raw materials to be used, but now they are condensed into a part of Vallotti's body.

At this time, Vallotti's body was gradually becoming larger, and a roar that seemed to be a ferocious beast came from his chest, and then, human faces and animal faces began to emerge from his chest, arms and legs out.

A similar scene, witnessed by Karen on Fire Island, was the last form of the crooked young man.

The rickety young man had been to the burial place of the gods, and his soul and consciousness were attached to it by some things in the burial place of the gods. He became a walking vehicle and was released back.

But unlike the rickety youth, although Valotti also had extremely mottled phenomena, he didn't look chaotic.

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

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

The right half of Vallotti's face began to bulge and turned into a woman's face. The woman opened her one eye to Karen, and the purple light spread out at a terrifying speed, beginning to distort everything in front of Karen. perception.

In an instant, Karen felt his surroundings were spinning, and this symptom was gradually getting worse.

...

Pu'er exclaimed: "The lost pupil of the goddess Reynas, he fused with the corpse of a high-ranking priest of the Reynas sect."

Rasma was obviously no longer surprised by Pu'er's "well-informed", and commented: "The lost pupil with the ability to distort perception is not illusion or spiritual power, but causes confusion through the influence of the surrounding environment. The vortex is then fed back to the target.

This kind of pupil sacrifice is very difficult and slow, but once the sacrifice is successful, it will be more difficult to defend than illusion and spiritual power. "

"Little Rasma, hurry up and chop that guy up. We can definitely find a lot of good things after examining the corpses one by one."

"What, are you worried?"

"No, I'm just afraid that the good things will be broken."

Rathma coughed lightly and spoke, his voice became a little louder, so shocking that Pu'er couldn't help but cover his ears.

His voice was also transmitted to the two people in the battle.

"If Karen is smart enough, he should use a large-scale spell to cover the surrounding environment now, and cast it every once in a while to minimize the impact of the Lost Pupil, so that in the next battle, it will not under too much pressure."

Vallotti: "..."

Karen was also taken aback for a moment, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth; it turned out that the former high priest was not a very serious person.

Pu'er was dissatisfied and said, "Little Lasma, are you trying to deafen me!"

"Cough..." Rasma coughed again, "Last night I kicked the quilt when I slept, and I got a bit of a cold, so it's inevitable that I'll feel a little buzzing when I speak."

Pu'er rolled his eyes at Rathma, and said, "He's not your student yet!"

"I'm teaching him to do things, and he does."

"Oh, let's see."

...

Karen didn't follow Rathma's "whispering reminder" to use large-scale spells, because he had an easier way to deal with it, that is... eye to eye.

Lowering his head and then raising it again, Karen's eyes were full of black, and the eyes of the dark moon were activated.

At this moment, everything in Karen's field of vision returned to normal. Not only was the influence of the Lost Pupil dispelled, but when Karen met the woman's one-eyed eye with his own, the woman let out a scream, blood Flowing from her eye sockets.

Karen also had severe eye pain here, but he tried his best not to show it.

...

"What kind of eyes are these?"

"The eye of order, it's just not as big as the one you just hung in the sky meow."

"You really think I'm blind?"

"How dare you say it isn't?"

"It is." Rathma paused, "But it's not."

However, Rathma could recognize the Gate of Reincarnation, but he couldn't recognize the Eye of Dark Moon, because the power of Dark Moon Island was so small that he couldn't even notice it at that time, and the inheritance of Dark Moon itself is broken.

Pu'er reminded: "Look, he didn't do what you taught him."

...

Valotti stretched out a hand from the sand, or it would be more appropriate to call it a tentacles. It directly pierced the eyes of the screaming woman, causing her eyes to split open. The power of the Lost Pupil lies here. A devastating increase was obtained.

Karen's figure trembled slightly, still supporting this wave of self-destructive disorientation.

At this time, a wolf's head appeared on Vallotti's chest. When it appeared, behind Valotti, a huge phantom of a white wolf appeared, and the two "wolves" started howling together:

"Aww..."

In the howling of wolves, there is a strong sense of vicissitudes of time, and what is contained in it is the remembrance of memories.

At this time, this force was directly transmitted to Karen through the contact with Karen established by the Lost Pupil.

Karen's ears were filled with the howling of wolves, but there were clear fluctuations in his consciousness, which were not chaotic, but a kind of backflow of memory.

The pictures of the past began to emerge in reverse, and a terrible crisis was gradually brewing.

...

"Wolf of Time?" Pu'er asked suspiciously, "This is a monster that has long been extinct."

Rasma reminded: "He only needs a corpse, and maybe it's a corpse left by his predecessors."

"Oh, that's right."

Rasma reached out and rubbed his nose lightly, and once again started the radio-style speaking method, and the voice was transmitted to Karen again:

"The Wolf of Time has the ability to reshape memory, it can degrade your cognition to the past, and thus complete the weakening of you at this level, because most people come from weak to strong.

There are also ways to resist it. It depends on how you choose. You can arrange an enchantment in your own consciousness to prevent its penetration. You have the key to the Rubik's Cube. Don't tell me you didn't learn the Guman family's formation.

The easiest way is to seal your own memory first, and then unseal it after typing it. If you forget that your memory has been sealed, I will unseal it for you. "

Vallotti: "..."

Karen did not set up an enchantment, nor did he choose to self-seal his memory. Instead, he completely opened up his own consciousness defense, allowing the opponent's power to enter faster, and speeding up the recall of his memory.

Soon, Karen saw the picture of himself chasing from York City, and then the picture of himself in the burial ground of Compasini, the picture of himself trying out at the gate of reincarnation, the picture of himself just getting off the boat and coming to Wayne, The picture of myself seeing Eunice for the first time...

at last,

It was the scene when I opened my eyes and saw Grandpa for the first time.

In an instant, Diss phantom wearing the robes of the elders of the temple appeared behind Karen.

The howling of the Wolf of Time on Vallotti's chest instantly turned into a wail, blood dripped from its head continuously, and the phantom of the white wolf behind it collapsed immediately after the phantom of Diss appeared !

In everyone's memory, there are many anchor points, which represent multiple stages of life.

The reason Karen let the other party go on purpose is that he knew that no matter what, this wolf would never be able to erase the anchor point of Diss in his memory. After all, Diss had always stood behind him.

Rather than saying that tonight was Rasma's assessment of himself, Karen felt that he was handing in homework to his grandfather after returning home.

...

"Family belief system!" Rathma clenched his fists, "He's crazy, he's crazy, he's crazy!"

It wasn't until this moment that Rathma truly realized what kind of position Karen held in Diss' heart!

For this grandson, Diss can really do anything at all, in fact, he has already done so.

"Dees, I'm really curious, is he really worth it for you? Is it worth it?"

Pu'er couldn't help reminding: "He doesn't seem to be doing things according to what you taught."

...

Shocked and maddened together, Vallotti began to make a muttering sound from his mouth, and soon, his whole body and face began to make the same sound.

"boom!"

The huge body that melted and became completely dispersed at this time, and the faces all over the sky, with various expressions, swarmed towards Karen under the cover of yellow sand, and the power of various attributes overlapped chaotically at this time , forming an extremely terrifying vortex of pollution.

Valotti is planning to don't want anything for herself, and she also wants to drag Karen to be buried with her!

Even if it was the one who shot, it was too late to completely stop it!

It's just that Valotti still underestimated the power of the former High Priest of the Cult of Kosmos. Even in the face of such a situation, Rasma still didn't worry too much, because he could control everything.

He shouted to Karen: "Give up all thoughts of rebellion, and use [Order Purification] to defend yourself wholeheartedly. You can persist as long as you can, and treat it as a rare opportunity to hone. When you can't persist, I will help you...""

However, before Rasma finished speaking, Karen, who was surrounded by yellow sand and pollution in the central area, slowly raised his hands:

"Bright—Song of the Sacred Fire!"

In the dark night, there is light.

The absolute nemesis of all negative powers... The surging bright fire rose from Karen's feet, forming a terrifying pillar of flames, burning towards the surrounding yellow sand and those distorted faces!

Rathma: "..."