Seeing that "Thor Thor"'s movements are getting slower and slower, completely losing the grinding effect, Pan Long feels a little regretful.

Such a good trainer will never meet you again in your life, right?

If you lose it like this, it always feels a pity.

He thought for a while, then found a long halberd that was the same as the other party, and tried to learn the other party's halberd technique.

It is rare to use the best of your resources. If you encounter such a master, you will not drain all your wealth. Wouldn’t it be a waste of resources?

The "Thor Thor"'s halberd technique is indeed superb. Although his movements are quite slow, Pan Long still finds it very difficult to learn. He twists his waist and sprains his ankle from time to time, and then falls down more than once.

Pan Long didn't feel embarrassed. It was natural to endure hardships when learning martial arts. He fell and was injured... Even his own father had experienced these things when he taught Kung Fu, let alone now.

Fortunately, after only two or three days, this situation no longer happened. He has strong physical fitness and good qualifications, so his learning speed is naturally very fast. In just two or three days, he has already mastered the other party's halberd technique.

The key to the "Thor Thor" halberd technique is "rotating". He always keeps a force on the halberd that can rotate at any time, and at any time, the long halberd can rotate according to his needs. This rotation has produced countless changes, which are dazzling and missing the other.

After Pan Long realized this, the skill "Sorrek Long Salvation Tactic" appeared in the three profession panels.

[Sorliu Long Salute Tactics: The unique martial arts of a long spear master respected as "Thor Thor", freely changing the tricks of the long spear with the help of the power of rotation, which is unpredictable, and can be said to be almost the Tao.]

After mastering the tactics of Saulliu Longer, when Pan Long learned from the other party, he suddenly felt that every move and move had a profound meaning, and it was simply an endless treasure mountain!

However, all kinds of treasures will be excavated.

Almost a month after arriving in this world, "Thor Thor"'s movement was slower than the broken puppet. It took him at least ten minutes to complete one action, and the power in his hand was so weak that he could hardly hold the long halberd.

There is really no way to continue learning this!

Pan Long was very sorry, but he had no choice. After thinking for a while, he decided to dig a grave for the teacher he met by chance and bury him at the bridgehead.

This world also emphasizes being buried in peace, and he has been stubbornly guarding this bridge for so many years, so of course he will die next to the bridge.

The grave was dug quickly. Pan Long plundered almost the entire city of Velon City, demolished several beds from the rich area, and used high-quality wood to create a coffin. After everything was ready, he moved the "teacher" down from the bridge.

Now the "teacher"'s movements are very slow and he can't stop him at all.

He reached out and hugged his hand, his heavy body in armor rose up and was moved up directly.

He hugged the "teacher" and got off the bridge, put the "teacher" who could hardly move aside, opened the coffin with a layer of salt inside, put the "teacher" in, and sprinkled salt on the "teacher"'s body.

"I don't want to burn your body, so I can only sprinkle more salt. Just think... well, just make you a mummy." While sprinkling salt, he said to himself, "This treatment is really good. On our side, you can only enjoy it. Mortals like me, after they die, they burned a fire to ashes, stuffed them into small boxes, and put them in a cement box of tens of thousands of square meters... You see, your grave is located, facing the river, and the view is wide. We are all from tombs next to each other, and at first glance, there are thousands or tens of thousands of yuan. At night, there are ghosts next to ghosts, not to mention how crowded..."

While talking, a voice suddenly came from the coffin: "What year is this year?"

Pan Long was so scared that the salt jar on his hand fell into the coffin, he hurriedly took it out, and then looked at the mummy that should have been almost impossible to move.

"You...why are you alive again?" he asked.

"Thor Thor" moved his eyes and looked at him. A little bit of expression appeared in his eyes, like an old man who was seriously ill but at least he had not lost his mind and could still speak.

"What year is this year?" He repeated the question just now.

Pan Long shook his head: "I was hurt when I woke up, and I had a great memory loss. I even forgot what my name was. If I hadn't met a group of treasure hunters, I wouldn't even know where this place was, and I wouldn't ask them which year it was. But according to them, it would have been almost twenty years since the disaster broke out and the destruction of Viron City."

"Do you still have residents in Weilun City?"

Pan Long shook his head: "It's gone, the dead are not counted, and the living are gone. The group of treasure hunters I met are the former residents of Weilun City."

"Thor Thor"'s mouth slightly raised, revealing a little smile.

"Has the disaster... been eliminated?" he continued.

"No, we encountered it once before. There is a strange gem in this city. After wearing it, people will become disasters." Pan Long replied, "I searched all over the city and found fifteen such gems in total. Eight of them were burned one after another and turned into silver stones full of holes."

"Thor Thor"'s eyes sharpened, then turned helpless: "I... can't do anything."

He sighed and asked, "How is the Kingdom of Ameri...?"

"It's not good. The kingdom is almost destroyed now. The population is in a shelter area centered on the priests. The borders of the kingdom are blocked. In order to prevent the spread of disaster, other countries will not allow anything to pass through the border."

"Okay. At least... other countries... are fine."

"Thor Thor" sighed deeply, his withered face full of fatigue.

Seeing that he seemed to be about to run out of energy, Pan Long hurriedly asked, "Can you tell me, what is your name?"

"My name is Thor, Thor Guda."

Pan Long nodded, wrote down the name, and prepared to carve it on the tombstone later.

He asked again: "So, do you know anything about the 'catastrophe'?"

Thor was silent for a moment and replied: "I... used to think... disasters are... the way forward."

"The way forward? What does that mean?"

Thor did not answer Pan Long's inquiry. He looked at the sky, his eyes gradually losing their spirit.

"But...I was wrong. It...is not a road."

His voice gradually became low, as if he was murmured: "We... were all wrong. There was no way ahead."

As he said that, the spirit in his eyes completely dissipated, and his dry body quickly collapsed and collapsed. In just a moment, it turned into a pile of black ashes. These ashes met the salt spread at the bottom of the coffin and made a slight sound, slowly turning from black to white.

With those sounds, he seemed to be able to hear his last whisper, echoing in the air.
Chapter completed!