The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

"So if there are real gods over there, then we don't have to fight and wait to die."

"Don't say such scary things suddenly!"

"It's not scary, it's the truth."

Remilia rolled her eyes at Takeya.

"The real gods are 'immortal', even if they will be weakened infinitely because of the loss of faith, they will still not fall, but we are different, once your demon power is exhausted, we will have no power to resist at all .”

"Isn't that bad?!"

Dare to be so handsome as I said before, but in the end he couldn't beat him!

"It's terrible, so I can only pray."

"Pray for what?"

"Pray they're not real gods."

Remilia said with a half-smile:

"At the very least, as long as one of those two guys isn't a 'true god,' then we hope."

"Two? Two people."

Wu also glanced at the opposite side unexpectedly, and then gradually calmed down.

"Sure enough, that witch is not a god."

"Of course, that witch is an ordinary human being, but she can also use the power of faith, so she looks almost like a god."

As she spoke, Remilia glanced up and down at Takeya, and then her gaze stayed on the five hundred yuan coin in his hand.

"Speaking of which, what are you holding in your hand? It's not like a weapon, but a bit like money."

"This is money."

"Coins from the outside world? By the way, what are you doing with the money?"

"Why...of course I'm apologizing! Who told me to bring down his house."

"..."

If it wasn't for relying on the other party's monster power to support it now, Remilia really wanted to pry open Takeya's brain to see what was inside.

The old lady was exhausted and worked hard to fight with others, even if she faced the gods, she would not lose the wind, but you are better, you just lost all the face on our side.

"So, um, what's wrong? Remilia?"

Wu Ye, who was suddenly treated with silence, asked a little uneasily.

"Do not……"

Remilia said with a dark face:

"I'm just thinking about whether to hand you over to the other party directly."

"Why!"

He roared depressingly, and after a long silence, Wu Ye asked in a muffled voice:

"...What should I do now? Just wait like this?"

"The other party is also preparing. Now it can be regarded as a temporary truce, but if we can't come up with a countermeasure within this time, I'm afraid we will be in big trouble."

"Countermeasures..."

Wu also thought for a while, and then tried to ask:

"I know the opponent's ability, is this useful?"

"You know? True or false?"

There was deep distrust in Remilia's tone, but there was also a hint of surprise.

"I really know, this is one of my abilities."

Seeing the doubt in Remilia's eyes, Takeshi said unhappily:

"The god who fought with you just now is called Yasaka Kanako, and her ability is 'the ability to create dryness'."

"Creating dry... what does this mean?"

"Oh, I almost forgot that you are a monster from the West."

With a slap on the head, Wu Ye explained:

"I don't know the details. Anyway, if it's dry, if it's the 'dry' in the gossip, it should mean 'heaven'."

"sky?"

Remilia said with a strange expression:

"That guy's ability is 'the ability to create the sky'? Although it sounds like an ability that can be used by a god, it seems a bit unclear."

"I don't understand either. Maybe it's manipulating the weather? It feels a bit inconspicuous."

Wu Ye could only "see" the name of the opponent's ability, but he couldn't know the effect of the ability, so he didn't know how the opponent used this ability.