The negotiation with Sean was at an impasse. Ray and the others could do nothing but wait patiently.
Of course, this was mainly because the mining ceremony was not far away, and they only needed to wait for about half a month. They had spent nearly three months on the road, and they did not mind waiting for another half a month.
And there was nothing wrong with this. His Majesty, the Void Mask, was helping Heimsarah to hunt down Timsar. Perhaps after half a month, he would have killed the monster that had done countless evil and come to Gars City.
As long as he was there, even if they really wanted to fight against the Riley family, they would be full of confidence. Gars City might be able to deal with legendary strongmen, and even with demigods, but in the face of a true god, they could only bow their heads.
How could mortals defeat gods! Although it was useful to have more people, after all, there was a limit.
So they simply settled down, and in order to disgust Sean, they specially moved to the most high-end hotel in Gars City, and asked the most high-end restaurant to send three meals to their door. Ray directly asked them to send the bill to Young Master Sean's mansion, and the result was really paid.
It was undeniable that as a prosperous place, the level of enjoyment in Gars City was indeed far beyond that of Golden Tower City. At least in terms of living conditions, everyone was very satisfied.
Lic took the pocket money given by her teacher and strolled around the street every day. Although she did not spend money indiscriminately, she still had some unexpected gains from time to time, and often brought some surprises to everyone.
This girl was simply a natural expert in appraisal, and especially had an amazing intuition. More than once, she bought something that, although she did not know exactly what was going on, she felt was very useful. As a result, after appraisal, it was really worth it.
Madame Teague went deep into the city with little Nice. In addition to training to restore the state of her old adventuring days, she also took care of her little daughter.
She was very clear that when the mining ceremony came, there would probably be a big battle. At that time, it would not be surprising that corpses would be everywhere, and blood would flow like a river. Unless His Majesty, the Void Mask, could come back in time, otherwise, with the strength of the three of them, their life and death could only be left to luck. So she seized the last leisure time, hoping to spend more time with her little daughter.
After all, if something really happened, little Nice was the most likely to be in danger.
Every time she thought of this, she almost wanted to retreat with heartache, but in the end, she did not.
Kindness must be repaid, enmity must be avenged. This was her motto in life. Even if she had to pay a great price, even if she had to bleed and cry, she would never give up on revenge!
Ray took another student, Rank, to engage in the life of an adventurer. He seized the time and taught Rank as much as he could — how to observe the situation? How to judge the situation of the battle? How to seek fortune and avoid calamity? How do I get in touch with adventurers? How was he supposed to analyze the details of the mission? How could he protect himself in battle? And so on.
In Steele's words, he couldn't wait to smash Rank's head open and pour all his efforts into it, so that this kid could be reborn overnight and become an outstanding knight.
"Why are you so attentive to Rank?" She once asked in private, "That boy's talent is limited and he can't learn so much."
"But he works very hard." Ray said with a smile, his eyes full of nostalgia. "Every time I see him exhausted from training, but he doesn't have the slightest intention to retreat or slack off, I think of myself back then."
"Oh? Was your talent that bad back then? "
"… No, I was called a genius back then."
Steele couldn't help but laugh. According to Ray's age and the scene she saw in the dream, and compared it with the information she deliberately collected during this time, Ray's true identity was already obvious.
However, she didn't point it out after all. Since Ray didn't want to say it himself, then she didn't need to point it out. This was the tacit understanding between companions.
As for herself, during this time, she appeared and disappeared mysteriously all day long. The strange thing was that when she came to this beautiful place, she was like a mouse falling into a rice jar. No matter what, she should "eat" as much as she could, even if she turned into a pig that night, it would not be surprising. But she had been maintaining her human form, which was really surprising.
In order to hide the strange flame on the back of her hands, she deliberately put on a pair of thin black gloves. The texture was like silk. In fact, it was the product of the leather of the magical beast after special alchemy processing. It was not only very tough, but also well covered the back of her hands to avoid attracting attention.
However … a beautiful woman wearing long black silk gloves and long black stockings couldn't help but attract attention no matter how you looked at it!
Time passed day by day, and the most important celebration of Gars City — the mining ceremony — was getting closer and closer.
At this time, on the vast sea, Sui and Heimsarah were also getting closer and closer to Timsar. Heimsarah could already clearly feel the breath of the fated enemy getting closer and closer, and the distance between them had reached the point where they could clearly feel each other.
Strangely, Timsar didn't move. According to the usual practice, because it couldn't beat Heimsarah, it would take the initiative to avoid fighting with Heimsarah and avoid a head-on confrontation with him. But this time, it didn't mean to escape at all. It had been quietly staying at the bottom of the sea, as if waiting for its old opponent to come to it, so that they could have the final end.
Coincidentally, on the day of the mining ceremony, the two sides finally met.
Timsar quietly crouched at the bottom of the sea, looking like a huge shadow. Its huge body was protruding with countless ferocious and distorted faces and transparent bones that wanted to get out. Those were the souls that it had killed and swallowed in the past years and wanted to get free, but without exception, they were pulled back to Timsar's body by the decaying power, and they would never be able to escape.
Just by looking at it, Sui Xiong judged that the strength of Timsar might not be as strong as Heimsarah, but the level of power was higher than Heimsarah.
Heimsarah could accept prayers and gather some of the power of faith. These forces turned into seawater and whirlwinds around the core of its soul — the divine power, and would be transformed little by little over time, integrated into its soul, so that it could slowly improve. This approach was very inefficient because it couldn't really understand and use the power of faith.
But Timsar was different. It bound the souls of fear and resentment in its own body, constantly absorbed the strong emotions they emitted, and slowly devoured and absorbed the power of faith contained in these emotions. This meant that it had been able to initially understand the essence of the power of faith and found the most critical way to step into the path of gods.
Sui Xiong also noticed that there were a lot of souls bound in Timsar's body, and many of them were emitting violent resentment. This meant that they had been bound for a long time, but they had not been absorbed. This was somewhat unreasonable, because according to Timsar's practice, those souls should have been absorbed by it soon.
Perhaps … the means to absorb the feelings of resentment and fear and transform them into faith was obtained not long ago?
The huge jellyfish narrowed its eyes, and a guess gradually emerged in its heart.
There was no need for greetings and conversations between Heimsarah and Timsar. The only way they could communicate was through fighting.
When the distance between the two sides reached the point where they could attack each other, Heimsarah did not hesitate to urge its power. A golden torrent, like lightning, cut through the darkness of the bottom of the sea, and went straight to the center of Timsar's huge shadow body.
Its instinct told it that it was the vital part of its old opponent's body!
Timsar's body trembled slightly, and a mass of black gas as thick as ink rose from his body, blocking the torrent of water. The gold and the black collided with each other, constantly canceling each other out, and finally disappeared together.
At this time, Heimsarah had already approached while urging its power, sending out golden torrents one after another.
At their level of strength, all kinds of auxiliary means were not very meaningful. The confrontation between them had become a simple power offset, and it was a monotonous war of attrition.
This was the most common way of fighting for the strong with some characteristics of gods. For them, unless the core of their power was directly hit, it was not a big deal whether it was beheaded, broken, or disemboweled, and they did not even need to heal.
In a battle at their level, there were only two ways of fighting. Either they would slowly grind the opponent until he was exhausted, or they would seize the opportunity to make a lightning raid and destroy the enemy's core with one blow.
After all, Heimsarah had the advantage in strength, and he had a reliable helper, so he chose the most reliable way, which was to fight a war of attrition with Timsar.
The strange thing was that Timsar obviously did not have the advantage, but it did not mean to escape at all. It was still quietly lying on the bottom of the sea, constantly sending out clouds of black gas, and constantly canceling out Heimsarah's attack.
It seemed that it was very willing to fight a war of attrition. No one knew what this monster, which had committed countless sins, was thinking in its mind.
"Maybe it didn't think of anything?" Sui Xiong, who was watching the battle, secretly thought, "The guys in the chaotic camp are a little emotional, especially those extremely chaotic and evil guys. It can be said that they are a group of neurotics who have lost their minds and can't communicate normally. Timsar definitely belongs to the 'extremely chaotic and evil' type, and I'm afraid it doesn't have a normal mind at all. Using logic or wisdom to analyze its actions is just hurting one's head. "
He calmed down and waited patiently, waiting for the end of the battle between the old opponents.
Or, waiting for an accident.
But the accident did not appear here. Instead, it appeared on the other side of the distant continent, in the Ashes Woods, which was covered with ice and snow in the early spring. It appeared beside Sui Xiong's believers, who were training and preparing in full swing for the development work in the summer.
One of the most famous monsters in the Ashes Woods, the horrible legendary monster known as the "Shadow Devil," suddenly attacked them!
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