Carlsas's skill was still slowly moving towards the periphery, and about one person away from one of the birds of prey, Carlsas's skill was no longer able to deal damage to the bird of prey.
At this time that bird of prey already looked very weak, and the other bird of prey next to form a clear contrast. The other bird of prey's wings could still be opened, while the bird of prey that suffered Carlsbad's damage was indeed dying, and couldn't even stand up.
Seeing that Carlsas's skills were unable to inflict damage again, Molcido smiled faintly, and with a wave of his hand, he threw the two birds of prey into the original cage, and the two birds of prey landed on the ground with a thud, frightening the face of Carlsas, who was only six years old, into a change of color.
Morcedo noticed the change in Carlsas' face, although a little disappointed, but did not say anything, after all, Carlsas is only six years old, will grow up later.
"Follow me." Morsidor issued an order to Carlsas extremely casually.
After saying that, Morsidor walked in front, and Carlsas followed behind. The six-year-old still retained the greatest curiosity. Therefore, Carlsbad kept turning his little head, and as for his eyes, he kept staring at the prisoners inside the cages.
However, there was no light inside the cages, only the weak lights from the corridor penetrated between the gaps, leaving behind either large or small shadows. And inside one of the cages, Karthas saw a very small figure that seemed harmless.
So Carlsas stretched out his hand and touched that cage, then the inside of that cage steeply brightened up, and the sudden bright light was also disturbing the creature inside the cage, then turned around, looked at Carlsas, and opened his big mouth "Roar ......"
This roar was like a command, and all kinds of roars came from within the cage without a second thought.
The six year old, weak, and completely incapacitated Carlsbad was shaken to his soul by these roars and then, sat down on the floor.
Morsidor looked back at Karthas sitting on the ground, the annoying roars still in his ears. Morsidor waved his sleeve, then faintly said, "You sinners, what qualifications do you have to roar here?"
After saying that, Morsidor's body exuded a layer of extremely faint ripples, and then all the roars came to an abrupt end, and this clamor and quietness switched so fast that Carlsas didn't even react.
Karthas was still sitting on the ground with a pale, stunned face.
"Shame on you, I, the Death Chantor, am the one who honors death, but you can't even withstand this much, how can you still seek death and offer it on Valerian?" Morcedo said coldly.
"But, father, why should we honor death? Isn't death something that everyone fears? In that case, shouldn't we hate death and find ways to avoid it?" The young Karthas asked this question that she had never been able to understand.
Morcedo did not answer, but just walked towards the outside in silence, and the six-year-old Carlsas still had an innate fear of her father, so, as Morcedo did not answer, Carlsas did not dare to ask more questions, so she had to follow her father's footsteps in silence, leaving this place that imprisoned so many people who had no reverence for death.
"Honor it because you fear it." Morcedo suddenly uttered such a phrase on the road, but Carlsas had no way of comprehending it at all.
"When you are ten years old and awaken your second skill, you go and kill him, and in the course of the battle, you will understand my words."
Molcido didn't say who he was, but Karthas knew who his father was talking about him, the guy who touched the cage with his hand today, the guy imprisoned inside that cage.
The guy who looked skinny and harmless, but who could emit something that made his own soul thrill.
And his own touch had brought about the judgment of his death.
Karthas was silent, for death, at that age, was just two simple words.
Without realizing it, Morcedo led Karthas to the study.
Morsidor sat behind the huge circular table, his eyes staring at Calcas standing in front of the table, then slowly spoke
"Your skill test today surprised me."
Karthas didn't know what to do, because the surprise could be because it was too strong, but it could also be because ...... it was too weak. Karthas didn't know if his father's surprise was because it was too strong or too weak.
Because, although he hadn't learned it specifically yet, he had a certain sensitivity to life value probably due to being a member of the Death Chantor clan.
He knew that his skill's damage to those two birds of prey wasn't very objective.
"The skill you awakened can be said to be strong or weak." Molcido continued.
"If I haven't misjudged my perception, your skill is double damage to a single target." A hint of joy couldn't help but show in Molcido's eyes even as he said this.
"Double damage? Is that impressive?" Cluelessly, Karthas snapped, the current Karthas didn't understand the concept of double damage very clearly at all. In his opinion, if you could only deal 1 damage originally, and now double damage is only 2, how big of a change is that?
"Stupid!" Morcedo couldn't help but rebuke out when he heard this.
"Do you know about the famous artifact Endless Blade?" Molcido asked.
"......" The blank stare clearly told Morsedo that Carlsbad didn't know.
"Such a famous artifact, you actually don't know? What did I teach you on a regular basis? You're actually saying you don't know now?" Molcido was so angry that his spittle flew everywhere.
"Father, before, all you've been teaching me is how to awaken skills and the do's and don'ts of awakening skills ah" Carlsas said weakly. "Also, whenever I asked you something about artifacts, you always said, there's no rush, wait until you awaken your first skill."
"Eh ...... "Morcedo then remembered that he had brought Carlsas here this time just to start teaching him some continental general knowledge and some small skills.
"Cough......cough...... "Morsedo coughed awkwardly for a few moments, then continued "Your skill doubles damage to a single target, and the skill Cooldown time is only a short one second, it can be said that this is a very powerful skill, however, there is a very obvious flaw, that is, your skill damage delay is too high, high others are very easy to leave your skill damage range. So, this places a particularly high demand on you, requiring you to be able to accurately judge where others are headed next."
Calcasius took note of what his father said attentively, and could only silently spit in his heart at Morsedo's diversion.
The Death Choristers, the race that symbolizes death on the continent of Valoran, the pool of rebirth where newborns are birthed, gave birth to a newborn called Karthas. There has always been a saying circulating on the Valoran Road that only the most pinnacle of characters are allowed to enter a place called Summoner's Canyon. There, there were exclusive skins that symbolized glory! There, there were equipment that could make one more powerful! There, there were more unimaginable skills to use! There, there is an even more pinnacle of the Desperate Athletic Arena!
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