Chapter 587 (1/2)

Gray put out the melting pot of faith in the center of the town and began to put the ghost's body into it.

Little jasmine looked at the house left by the monsters, turned her big eyes cunningly, flapped her wings and flew in.

Gray took a look and didn't care. He has completely eliminated the danger here. The monsters and monsters inside are dead. Little Molly won't have trouble doing anything.

”It stinks!” The elf flew out of the first house, covered his nose and cried. His little face was almost wrinkled together.

”Use magic, stupid little Molly.” Gray refined these monsters with great ease, looked at the appearance of the elf, smiled happily, and then reminded her.

”I know, gray is a fool.” Unconvinced, the little guy put a green magic mask on his head and flew into the house again.

Soon, you can see the faint light flickering in the window blocked by the black cloth. It's the elf using magic. Because the black cloth blocks the light, it doesn't look obvious outside.

Little Molly came out of a room, and gray just refined a ghost.

Ghosts leave less things than river gods, only a group of belief power smaller than the white dragon, and a group of dark energy, and nothing else.

Needless to say, the power of faith is still the same. Gray is very curious about the black fog energy. After feeling it, he finds that it is really the energy related to ghosts, which is very cold.

Gray integrated the power of faith into the previous big group, and put the cold energy aside.

Then he looked at the elf and found something. As a result, there were only a few jade stones and a black horn that seemed to be a ghost horn.

However, although there were few things, the elf was very interested and happily entered a house.

But generally, there are some good things only when you enter the houses of those ghosts. The houses where the servants of those monsters are basically empty. At most, some interesting things are collected by her.

Gray took out her small box again, let her choose what to put in, and then continued to refine the ghosts.

Facts have proved that many ghosts are just ghosts, not ghosts in the name of gods, because gray did not find the power of faith in them, only the power of a single ghost.

Finally, gray determined that among the ghosts he killed, there should be 11 in the name of gods, accounting for only half of these ghosts.

Gray fused all the powers of the same attribute, but he found that the power of faith was good, but the ghost energy was not exactly the same. Some were the same, some were the same on the surface, but there were great differences in essence, so they could not be integrated together.

It can only be said that ghosts are different from ghosts.

Looking at the weather, it was almost afternoon. Gray took out the prepared food and warmed it up for lunch.

But it's strange that the elf hasn't urged him to eat.

He shouted twice to the house on the street. An elf flew out, held a pile of things, flew to gray, and threw them all on the ground. Then he didn't hurry to clean up. He looked at him with big eyes, ”gray, have dinner?”

”Yes, it's incredible that you forgot to eat.” Gray pretended to be surprised and looked at her. ”Piggy doesn't like eating. What if he gets hungry and thin in the future?”

”You are the pig!” The elf was so dissatisfied that he stretched out his hand and pulled his share in front of him, as if to distance himself from him.

After lunch, gray helped the elf sort out those things. He took away some materials obviously taken from various creatures. These things are not easy to teach the elf to keep. Who knows if there are any strange things in them.

Only those harmless jade, gold, knives, etc. He gave the elf and asked her to put it in her small box.

After finishing these things, the time has come in the afternoon, the sun is West.