"Hey, Ancestor Rasuk!"

Rumlow greeted Lasuk, who was wielding a hammer in front of him, who was still in the process of duplicating the car.

Eventually, he had to ask Bourkeso for some gems to use as a power source, as he had very few other than metal in his hands.

"Ah, it's you! When I was alive, I said that washing my hands before eating can prevent a lot of diseases, and those guys didn't believe it one by one. Did you bring that textbook with you? I'm going to make those guys understand how important hygiene is. ”

Rasuk glanced up at Rumlow and complained casually.

In addition to being a blacksmith, Rasuk may also be considered an inventor

"Rasuk is a skilled blacksmith, but his head is full of strange ideas," Qualkek said in casual conversation. One day he came to me and told me a plan to break the siege. He wants to fill the big pipe with explosive powder and steel balls, and..."

When Rasuk was alive, there was no such thing as a pill bottle that could be used repeatedly.

Then, by the unstable explosion, he was sent to Aunt Marat, where she lay down for two weeks.

If Rasuk hadn't died when the Holy Mountain had been blown up by Tyrell, he would likely have drummed up explosives, cannons, and hot air balloons, and made a remarkable breakthrough in the field of infectious diseases.

When Nilasek was a barbarian, he declared to Lasuk: "His good fortune that he did not contract the plague came from washing his hands before every meal." "I've been skeptical, and I even think it's some kind of useless magic.

"That's something that science has proven, maybe it's in immunology?"

Rumlow pulled a piece of material out of his pocket and shouted at Rasuk. He didn't care what discipline this thing was classified in, now he just needed a new weapon.

As for the so-called textbooks, Rumlow did not remember them at all.

"I need a sturdy weapon, you know."

He casually tossed the material to Rasuk, then stood aside and stared at it steadily.

"Why don't you go to Bourkeso? If it comes to forging weapons, he's the best choice right now. ”

Rasuk took the material and looked at Rumlow with slanted eyes, as if he wasn't very happy.

"I'll ask him to make me a toy for him, and guess what he's going to say?"

Rumlow said angrily, he was too embarrassed to tell Bourkeso about the scrapping of his weapon.

"Well, bring me something interesting for the next festival. Don't forget this time. Although I think you might get a weapon directly from him, you don't have to wait. ”

Rasuk waved his hand away from Rumlow, turned and continued to forge it.

Forging an ordinary weapon is not even a problem for Rasuk, it probably doesn't take more than an hour?

After all, Rumlow's weapons that he can handle with ease are quite weak.

Matthew, who was training with Reco on the other side, was a little uncomfortable, he felt that he had been locked in his gaze, which was not good.

"Ancestor Rekou? Do I have any problems? ”

Matthew said awkwardly, that kind of scrutinized gaze is not a good experience for anyone, especially since his senses are more acute than ordinary people.

"You may be more talented than Luke and Rumlow, at least those two guys haven't ignited Nephilim's bloodline yet."

Lecco clasped her hands in front of her and wore a helmet with sharp horns on her head, her entire face obscured. Only a few strands of orange hair stretched out from under the helmet.

But Matthew doesn't care about that, no matter what Reco looks like, he can't see it.

"Maybe they haven't had time to think about the battle yet."

Matthew lowered his weapon and faced in Reco's direction.

"When will I be able to try your trial?"

After enduring an irresistible danger, Matthew's quest for power has never been stronger. So he spoke with a bit of eagerness.

"Let's wait until tomorrow, it just so happens that Luke and Rumlow are going to team up for a secret realm tomorrow, and you can also feel how difficult those demons with names and surnames are."

Recco glanced back at Vader, who was a little sneaky, and felt as if someone had said something bad about her.

"Alright Matthew, go find Maddock, now he should be waiting to warn Luke and Rumlow in advance. It's not a bad thing for you to hear about it. ”

Recco walked towards Vader, still not paying much attention to Matthew.

"I want to see my teacher!"

"Smack!"

With Casillas' shout, a piece of black bread broke off on his axe.

Casillas's hand didn't even deform the slightest, and he cleanly chopped the flying black bread into two pieces.

Under Canuk's high-pressure training, Casillas has made great strides.

"Boy, you better forget that you are a mage, your little skill is not a mage."

Kanuk pulled another piece of brown bread out of his bosom and threw it with some force.

This time Casillas lay solid on the ground.

"Who are you! My teacher is the Supreme Master, how dare you do this to me! ”

Casillas cried out in a low voice, tears welling up in his eyes, and although he had a guess about his current situation, he still wanted to try.

"Your teacher sent you here, saying that you were trying to find some dangerous power."

Karnuk picked up a handful of snow in boredom, rolled it into a large blood ball and threw it out.

"If you want me to say that strength is power, what power is not dangerous? That's just a pretext. You can flash to your waist when you walk, what strength can be safe? ”

Kanuk remembered the image of himself smashing into Azmodan's stomach and felt his body tremble a little. That kind of hearty charge, he really wants to experience it again.

"If eating demonic flesh could make me stronger, I would have done it a long time ago."

Kanuk's mouth full of nonsense.

After leaving the Elder Temple, he was a little irritable.

"Teacher, has Dormammu's existence always been a lie to you!?"

Casillas's tears finally couldn't be held back, and they ran down the corners of his eyes to the ground.

He had understood the identity of the Lord of the Dark Dimension he had been connected to, and his heart was now full of remorse.

Having been "deceived" by a monster that "does not exist" for so many years, his resentment towards his teacher is particularly strong.

"How strong I can get when I train like this! Can you beat my teacher! ”

Casillas rolled to his feet and said menacingly to Kanuk. Although he has a grudge against Gu Yi, he still habitually calls Gu Yi a teacher.

"It's a bit of a savage, your teacher? Her current strength is still a little behind me, as long as you want to become stronger, then no one can stop a barbarian. ”

Canuk recalled the power he had seen of the Ancient One, which was not much different from that of a dead him.

If he were still alive, Kanuk would have the confidence to shatter the mage's fragile body with a furious dash, just as he had done when he crashed into Azmodan.