A faint white light lit up on Martin's hand.

Goodian said that this was the faint thought of the god of the gods, Perunara, who was deposited in Martin.

As soon as Goodian beckoned, the wisp of divine thought flew lightly from Martin's hand and flew into Goodian's hand.

Goodian had a ring-shaped with a simple shape on his hand, and he sucked this wisp of divine thought into it.

Silently, just a matter of a few seconds.

Martin's soul had completed the task of returning the mind, and then, again, it turned into a white mist, shrunk little by little, and then returned to the small box.

Du Ang was a little puzzled, and he asked Goodian, "Didn't you say that after the summoned person returns the Divine Mind, he can go back and forth from where?" How? Instead of returning to Earth, this guy named Martin ran into your little box again? ”

Goodian smiled and said, "I'm just in charge of receiving souls and divine thoughts, I'm just a grave keeper, I don't have the ability to let him return to Earth, this is something that only Perunara, the god of gods, can do." ”

"Holy!" Duang was stunned for a moment, and then he almost opened his mouth to curse the street.

What's this called?

Now Perunara, the god of the gods, is sleeping somewhere. God knows when the next time she will wake up, maybe today, maybe this year, maybe 10,000 years from now, can it be that during this time, she can only wait in such a daze?

And then there's where to go back and forth, back to Earth...... This must have been said by Perunara before she went to bed, but if she woke up and did not admit it, or simply forgot about it, where would she be the summoned person? To whom?

In this St. George continent, Perunara is the supreme master, her words are the only law, she doesn't admit it, it's useless to talk to anyone!

Duon asked Goodian, "So...... Do you know when the god of gods will wake up? ”

Goodian shrugged: "Then I don't know. ”

"And what do you know?" Du Ang asked angrily, for this old man, who was also a summoned, but looked like a servant, and asked about nothing, he was quite unkind now.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't beat him, Duang would definitely not hesitate to punch him in the nose.

Goodian didn't know that Duon had such a big grudge against him now, and he continued: "Perunara, the god of gods, is the only god in this world, and the only lord of the supreme world, and any of her actions are not something we can guess, and when she has slept enough, she will naturally wake up." Of course, there is another way to make Perunara wake up immediately, and if one of the summoned people succeeds in awakening the divine thoughts in his body, in this case, Perunara will wake up immediately, and I don't know of any other way. ”

"That'...... What about that Martin's soul now? Just waiting? ”

"Yes, he, and the souls of those who have died before, are the same, and they can only wait for Perunara to wake up or for one of the summoned to awaken her mind...... Oh, don't look at me! Goodian shook his head and smiled: "Including me, including you, all the summoned are the same, and when we die, we can only wait like this, but I don't know how long it will take." ”

Du Ang suddenly felt a chill in his back.

It's a cold sweat!

Good'an said this lightly, but when you think about it, it's really terrible.

I don't know how many years of long waiting, and I may not be able to wait for a definite result, such a thing is simply more terrible than death.

Thanks...... I didn't believe what Goodian said before that he would go back when he died, otherwise, just like when he met the red-blooded cockscomb snake before, for example, when he was desperate with Vanito before, once he gave up and was killed, then now, I'm afraid that I am also a lonely soul waiting for the final judgment.

Damn it......

Duang finally cursed.

Although he scolded, Duon knew that in the end, the matter of returning to Earth would depend on the god of the gods, Perunara.

Good'an made it clear that only she could accomplish this and let these summoneds, including herself, leave this damn St. George continent and return to Earth.

And there are only two ways to do this, one is to wait, wait for that Perunara to wake up when he has slept enough, and then get up and work.

The second is to awaken the divine thoughts in her body, and through her own efforts, let her wake up immediately.

Although it is another matter whether her words count when she wakes up, but ...... I have to wake her up first.

However, how should this TMD bullshit divine thought be awakened?

Duon asked Gudean if he knew what he could do to awaken this divine thought in his body, so that Perunara, the god of gods, could wake up as soon as possible.

However, Goodian shook his head vigorously.

He said, "If I knew, I would have awakened the divine thoughts in my body first, would I have to wait until now?" ”

All right...... Duon admits that the old man's words make sense.

Yes, if he knew how to awaken the divine thoughts in his body, he would have woken up a long time ago.

Although he has been erased from his memory, he is also a summoned person like himself.

He didn't say it, Duang also knew that Good'an would definitely hope to be able to retrieve that erased memory as soon as possible, and return to his hometown, the earth, as soon as possible.

There is no doubt about that.

……

By the time Duon's soul returned to Federer's door, it was already dark outside.

He spent the whole night in the church.

However, fortunately, this can be regarded as sleeping, and when he woke up, Duang's spirit had been restored, and the pain on his body was healed.

And, even more fortunately, the night was uneventful, and no beasts and monsters were attracted by the firelight, and that Juanito did not go and return.

After a while, Federer also woke up.

As a barbarian, his body is different from ordinary people, and he has a strong ability to repair himself, as long as it is not a fatal injury, it is almost fine to sleep.

However, he was in a bad mood.

Because, his father, Kochakin, died.

Last night, Kochagin was killed by Juanito and his body was burned beyond recognition in the raging fire, and Federer, although a rough man who had never studied, knew better than many nerds who read poetry and books.

Looking at the burned and shattered home, looking at the pile of gray-black dust, Federer grabbed the ground with his head, howled and cried, and finally reluctantly stopped crying until he couldn't breathe.

Duon stood on the sidelines, silently watching, and hearing Federer cry so sadly, he didn't feel good in his heart.

However, he did not persuade.

At this time, sadness and sadness are human nature, and the best way to release the emotions in your heart is to cry hard, otherwise, all the sadness will be buried in your heart, and it will make people crazy.

When Federer finished crying, tired of crying, his eyes were red and his voice was hoarse, Duon came over and patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, stop crying." ”

"Ahh

Federer let out a long howl, raised the iron rod in his hand, and smashed a small tree the thickness of his wrist into two pieces.

The dead have rested, and the living will continue to live.

There's a lot of work to be done.

Together with Federer, Duon found Kochakin's remains in the ruins and buried him in a clearing surrounded by bushes behind the ruins.

This is the ancestral grave of Federer's family, and they will be buried here after their deaths.

In front of a new grave, Federer knelt respectfully, kowtowed, and then stood up resolutely. There was not a single tear on his face.

All his tears had been dried by the vengeful anger in his eyes.

Duang silently said in his heart: "Go all the way, barbarian!" ”

Then the two of them went back to the rubble and cleaned up to see if there was anything else that could be used.

Don't say it, there really is.

A box full of various herbs, made of unknown metal, was unharmed in the fire.

And in addition, there is a small box, which is full of magic cores taken from various magical beasts.

These magic cores were all accumulated by Federer's father and son after killing the monsters, and they didn't even know what the use of these colorful little things was, but they just thought they were shiny and beautiful, so they kept them.

Duon was not polite to Federer, he directly took out a piece, wiped it and threw it into his mouth.

I don't know what kind of magic core this is, but it doesn't seem that the level should be very high, a piece of magic core is in the stomach, and Du Ang has not been upgraded.

"Can you eat this thing?" Federer scratched his head, surprised.

"Well, you can eat it, you can have a piece too!" Duon handed Federer a magic core, and Federer ate it without saying a word.

"How's it taste?" Du Ang said with a narrow smile, although this thing can improve the level, but the taste is ...... It's really not good.

But he didn't expect that after Federer ate this magic core, he actually showed a very cool look on his face, and his throat moved up and down a few times, and it took a long time to say: "It's delicious!" ”

Then the guy couldn't help but say, snatched the box from Du Ang's hand, and poured it directly into his mouth.

It was only when there were two pieces left that he stopped, and returned the box to Duang.

He chewed and muttered, "It turns out that this thing tastes so good, I knew this thing was so delicious, I would have eaten it a long time ago...... Well, I left these two pieces for you, don't be too little, I have a lot of food, and I'm so hungry. ”

Hungry?

Duang was so hung that he cried.

Really, it's just a little bit worse.

In this small box, there are almost thirty magic cores, and if you eat them all, you can increase your level by at least 20.

At that time, he was a magician in his 30s, and he could be regarded as stepping into the category of an intermediate magician.

But...... So many magic cores were actually eaten by Federer as if they were pouring beans.

Do you eat magic cores like this?

What do you think this is?

Is it breakfast?

No way...... This is the magic core.

And. If Federer eats these magic cores and also has a level increase, Duang won't say anything, after all, this magic core is Federer's thing, and it is not a waste for people to use it to improve their level.

But the point is that Federer has eaten so many magic cores, but there is not even a single light on him.

In other words, so many demon cores were eaten by him, and they were eaten in vain, and they didn't even rise to the first level......

Originally, the strength of the barbarian race is innate, and there is no so-called hierarchy at all.

No matter how awesome and rare the magic core is, it is a waste to give it to him.

If he had a knife in his hand, Duon might have stabbed Federer with a single sword.

Then slit open his stomach and quickly took it out before the demon core was completely digested......

It was a bit disgusting, but Duon was confident that he would definitely do it.

There are more than thirty demon cores, and some people don't have so many magic cores that they have accumulated in their lifetimes combined.

But...... They were all eaten as breakfast by this bastard.

What else did he say...... Delicious?

Good your sister!

Du Ang looked at the only two magic cores left in the box, suffocated, and wanted to cry without tears. (To be continued.) )