"The master is different."

Bisis shook his head, stretched out his tongue that was several meters long and wrapped it around the scars on his body that had not disappeared, and then retracted it with a scrape, bringing a mouth full of flesh and blood. This is what he said.

"He thought that the gift on his body was blocked by the gods and horned rats over there with the pointed ears. In fact, it was not the case. Their runes were far from reaching that level."

"Even if he carries something belonging to the Lord of All Changes, it cannot stop my Lord, let alone two gods whose levels are far inferior."

"It's just that the master himself has never noticed this. Even now, he still thinks that because his body has received the gift and evolved, he can resist corrosion."

Having said this, Bisis looked more playfully at the area covered in pink mist and green smoke from the chimney in the distance.

"Under the gift of our Lord, maybe he is still proud that his will can resist the erosion of our Lord, and he can then make full use of my Lord's power."

This reminded Questelta of some drunken nonsense he heard at Alclin's celebration party after the successful launch of the Forge - at least that's what he thought at the time - it was said that this soul was influenced by the Horned Rat

attention.

However, if what the devil in front of you says is true, then maybe it’s not nonsense.

Maybe that's the reason for Alklin's behavior?

According to Questelta's understanding of Alclin, although he might adopt a white rat, he definitely shouldn't give it that kind of treatment.

Thinking of this, Questelta moved slightly closer to Bisis and asked.

"I heard some rumors from Dacheng. Is his soul so special?"

Bisis smiled and covered his face with his tentacles, forcing a submissive expression, and then said...,

"It's not that special. To the gods, it's just a rare collection."

"What's more interesting to me is how a container that has been worn down to dust can carry faith?"

Questelta struggled to break free from the restraints, picked up the ebony staff beside him, and pointed the dimensional stone tip at Bisis, and then said.

"Anyway, heretic. Thanks to these materials of yours, the reconstruction work in Skary can be so fast. Maybe I will ask the chief engineering warlock."

The great engineering warlock said with malicious intent, but he only received a reply that made the corner of his mouth twitch.

"No matter what kind of thing it is, as long as it is what you want, my current master has it."
Chapter completed!