Son of the Olden Days

"Who is the leader of your organization?" Thor's face grinned.

"Salia!" Seeing that the big devil's claws were about to do bad things again, Sereo instantly betrayed the so-called sisters clean.

"Who are the members of the organization?" Sol put the mushroom monster in his arms and continued the interrogation, preparing to ask for the list of terrorists.

"Salia, I, Omia, Lubiana. And that day Umel seemed to bring her sister Ambira and wanted to get in too, but her sister seemed to hesitate, so we didn’t temporarily use the assessment as the reason. Let them join." Cereo replied.

Cereo was sold without pressure, anyway, the Quebec said it, and it didn't seem to be that difficult to say a few more.

Hurrah! There are so many criminal members! Do you still have an assessment? Thor laughed angrily.

The big devil stared his eyes and heard something wonderful, his expression was shocked and angry, and a huge criminal organization coveting the big devil's beauty was emerging. The key is that the organization's unscrupulous and secret activities on the Great Devil's territory, the Great Devil is actually ignorant.

Hurrah! It's no wonder that Salia's stinky shiitake had blocked herself on the street many times before, but recently there was no movement, and she had already moved underground. The so-called non-staff party is obviously another illegal organization outside the Shiitake Party.

The core purpose of the organization is undoubtedly obvious, obviously because it covets the beauty of the big devil and wants to defeat the big devil.

For the treacherous and cruelty of the mushroom monsters, the Great Devil had already deeply understood it many years ago. If this happens to fall into the hands of some supernumerary party inadvertently, one can imagine how cruel and inhumane the Great Devil will be. The world is sinister, it really is not just talking.

None of this is important. The important thing is that if the mushroom party led by Clity knows... this is my own evidence! Enough to constitute a serious crime! The Great Devil seemed to see the heroes of an era step onto the trial stand composed of mushroom mobs.

"The Territory will never allow such illegal organizations to exist, you must disband them immediately!" The Great Demon King issued a notice with a serious expression.

"I...no, we won't compromise." Cereo squeezed his neck.

The big devil raised his palms and shook, Sereo covered his back with a horrified expression, remembering the fear of being dominated by his little butt. Last time he came back from the rules of life, Sereo came to condemn because Sol was exploiting the soul-eliminating talents, and was held down and sang back the hymn.

Seeing the appearance of a girl who is rare by the president, the big devil lowered his head and bit on his small mouth, and then stopped to accompany her to turn around and leave. It is very interesting to play mentally handicapped games with the mushroom monster occasionally. Only when he is cured can he walk harder in the dark world.

Leaving the Spirit Slayer Association, Thor went around on the street, and then came to the magic laboratory...a house behind.

This is Hodder's residence. I haven't seen him for a while. I don't know if this guy is still alive. It had been two years before he returned to the territory after escaping from the magical explosion. Thor had visited him once, but at that time he had to talk only a little to hide the news of his return.

Later, when he went to Odrensa to participate in the auction, Saul also came to ask Hodder if he wanted to come back to the family to take a look. Hodder said that the family has always been the one that was despised, but now he has no achievements when he ran away from his hometown.

Then he went with him, and Sol always treated his friends like this. Just as Hodder is still a Tier 2, Sol will not forcefully ask for anything, just as Lorton and the giant Bart are reluctant to swing their swords in their lives, and Sol only hopes they can live well.

Once friends can stay on their own ground, the sun will rise and the moon will fall. Whenever we look back, Saul thinks it is very good.

Pushing away from Hodder's uncharacteristic residence, the strong single dog breath instantly overwhelmed Thor.

Dirty, messy, smelly, chaotic and dim, how charming it was at Cereo before, how desolate it was right now.

"You are here." Hodder erected a bird's nest head from a pile of bedding, still looking dark circles under his eyes, as if he was over-indulgence. But Saul thinks that if Hodder can over-indulge himself, he will feel relieved, anyway, it is better than the deserted place right now.

"You're just like this?" Sol looked at his sullen look, no longer ready to hold back a smile, and couldn't help it anymore.

Seeing Saul's expression, Hodder was a little bit angry while sitting on the bed, but a moment later he lowered his head in frustration and sighed.

"What you said is right, it doesn't work if you don't believe it." Hodder said.

"Which sentence do you mean?" Saul is funny and speechless. I have said so many famous sayings in my life. Who knows which sentence has changed your destiny?

"You once assured me that I would meet many beautiful shiitake mushrooms. She didn’t want my house, my family background and my money... I did encounter many such shiitake mushrooms in the past few years, and then just like you That said, she doesn't want my people either."

"Puff!" Saul was so happy that he was immediately met with grief and resentment from Hod. It shouldn't have been salted, but now Hodder looks like a waste man with no future. He is also very characteristic. At first glance, he is a philosopher who has experienced vicissitudes of life.

"Back then, you told me that as long as you can do magic research every day, you can be as happy as a frog. Now that you have this frustration, do you bow your head? What's the hurry? You are only about twenty. Look outside, there is so much more. Wild mushrooms are waiting for you to catch!"

Thor raised his fists solemnly, ready to inspire the dwarf fiercely to make him live like a giant again.

"Don't bullshit, your stuff is ready." Hodson waved his hand irresponsibly and stopped talking, and threw something at Sol.

Sol took it in his hand and saw that it was the unknown candle that Hodder helped make. During the famine in Grayscreen, Thor met his only mentor in his life, an unknown old man, who taught Thor some basic swordsmanship and principles, and also taught Thor ‘cohesion’.

This candle was used in conjunction with the skill of ‘Condensation’, but only one candle head was left by the instructor at that time. Later, Hodder claimed that he could decompose the composition of magic items, and then through the analysis of basic materials and textures, the things were remade.

"Will it work?" Sol weighed a whole thing that looked like a normal candle in his hand.

"I don't know, I repeated the analysis of the material, and then I found all the materials to do it. As for the strange effect you said that enters my consciousness and fights with myself, I didn't realize it, it can only be done." Mentioned the magical item Huo De came alive again.

Sol nodded, burned the wax oil in the candlestick, and then lit the new candle in his hand and set it up in the candlestick.

Then try it! Leaning against a corner, Saul closed his eyes. Now he hardly needs any guiding emotions such as fierce hatred, as long as he just looks back, Shuggs and many others, those full of nostalgia have already penetrated his bones.

Soon, his consciousness sank, and then opened his eyes, Thor was already standing on the blue lake, with a smoky self in the distance.

Saul grinned, Hodder actually succeeded. The role of this candle is to let people enter the consciousness space and fight against themselves, thus discovering their own shortcomings. Seeing the black smoke not far away, Thor drew his sword, fighting with himself feverishly.

At Tier 6 and Tier 6, Saul didn't feel too much pressure either, and his fighting consciousness was no longer the same as before.

The most important thing is that he has never let go of his sword in this life.

A fierce slash slashed the smoke-like self, Thor calmly retracted his sword, and decided to practice more if he had time in the future. Originally the enemy was killed, the consciousness space would be shattered, and then he would be sent back to reality, but the next moment Thor suddenly looked shocked.

Because he saw the unspattered black smoke hovering, he actually re-formed a figure.

The figure held the sword with one hand, but only had one right hand and one left leg.

"...Tutor!?" Saul suddenly shouted, his voice filled with hopeful remembrance, and for a moment he even thought that he had been hit by Sinel's illusion again. However, Saul felt sad again. Even if he was a mentor, he was just a fictitious enemy.

Who knows the next moment.

"Come on, brat! Time rushed back then, and it happened that I was poisoned, and there was only a limit to what I could teach you. It’s hard for you to call me a mentor today. I don’t have much time. Let me try yours first. Go ahead and see if you have been lazy over the years."

The black smoke condensed figure actually spoke, and Saul opened his mouth and looked shocked, and suddenly he couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality.

"But, mentor, you are already..." Saul murmured.

"Yes, I did not exist many years ago, and now it is only born of your consciousness." Black Smoke replied.

Born out of my consciousness, Thor suddenly felt a little confused. Can you imagine an imaginary creature with independent thinking? This is impossible! But Sol soon thought that in the dream, those people in the dream also had independent thinking. Who made it?

"I'll be beheaded again in a daze!" The Darkness drew up the sword in his hand and stormed towards Saul.

Thor could only drew his sword quickly to respond, and in a blink of an eye he had exchanged several slashes.

"Awareness and speed are not bad, but the skills are a bit rough, too wild. Smelly brat! You still dare to keep your hands, are you humiliating me?" The black smoke slapped and commented on Sol’s skills from time to time, even Even Sol Liuli saw it at a glance.

Saul was also excited to do his best to fight with his mentor.

Sol didn't react until after he hit. The instructor said that he was a story above the first level. Isn't it a seventh or eighth level?

Soon, the instructor slashed his sword and put it on Thor's neck, and then he closed his sword and looked at Thor.

"You have accumulated so much patience after so many years?" The tutor said in a disgusting tone.

"You are so capable. You were not besieged by the withered snake and fled back to Grayscreen, and you lied to me about tactics to evacuate."

Saul rolled his eyes to express dissatisfaction.

"Heh! You kid remember this mess for a lifetime?" The black smoke smiled, and Saul seemed to see him staring at him.

"Tutor, will I see you again every time I use Condensation in the future?" Sol asked expectantly.

The black smoke was silent for a moment.

"Today is the last time I have handed it to you. I am optimistic. This sword skill is called the'Last Power'."

Black Smoke waved his hand, the surrounding environment suddenly changed, and a grave appeared, which seemed to be in the woods.

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