Chapter 77: Dissection

After piecing together the pieces, Crown restored the full picture of the parasitic monster.

It has a fusiform, flat head with a half-meter-long hose growing upwards, connected to the anemone-like fleshy tentacles at the top.

These flesh whiskers emit fluorescence and have a certain hallucinogenic effect on ordinary people.

Below the monster's head are thick black tentacles, and the one being dissected had six of them.

These tentacles have strong vitality. After being sliced ​​and watered with holy water, they can still remain active for more than ten seconds.

Pour the tentacle slices with golden talisman water, and they will be completely inactivated in about five or six seconds.

An anatomical study increased his magic scholar skill by six points.

After reaching the conclusion, Crown took Del and patrolled a full circle around the wall, informing the Night Watchmen that human mutants' weaknesses were more likely to be in the chest and abdomen.

When the two of them finished their inspection and returned to the wooden house at the gate, Del opened the door and greeted them attentively:

"Come in and take a rest, sir. Just go out and check every one or two hours. The night watchmen are very dedicated and no one will joke with their own lives."

Clown shook his head: "You take a rest, I will train by myself for a while."

After saying that, he reloaded the pistol and handed it to Del: "Keep it for me first."

Afterwards, he began to improve his proficiency in breathing technique and cross sword in the open space. Watching the skill numbers increase slowly but steadily was the most comfortable thing for him.

Del put the gun into the house and listened to the endless whistling of swords on the field. He had more and more respect for the knights and was deeply inspired. He began to do strength training himself.

That night, Crown worked all night.

If you feel exhausted, drink a bottle of holy water and visualize the Golden Light Mantra. After you have recovered your energy, continue practicing breathing techniques and the cross sword.

He repeated this cycle over and over again, never stopping for a moment except for the time he was patrolling.

At six o'clock in the morning, before the sun rose, golden light pierced through the clouds and the gray fog began to slowly dissipate.

When Nick arrived at the tower, he saw the church's Crusaders sweating profusely on the open ground, swords flying in their hands, and a hint of heat in the air.

"You're still training so early after keeping watch," the priest greeted.

"Good morning," Klauen responded and slowly stopped his movements.

At this time, the door of the wooden house creaked open, and Hull walked out with a sleepy face, saying, "He didn't get up early to train, he trained all night long."

The priest showed concern on his face: "Don't try too hard, just proceed step by step, and try to stay in a relatively good state in case of any emergencies."

"I know," Crown bent down, picked up the cowhide scabbard thrown in the corner of the wooden house, and put the weapon into the scabbard.

"I have a special physique, and with the holy water I can recover quickly. I feel that my breathing method has improved rapidly recently. I think if I work harder, maybe there will be a qualitative breakthrough!"

A qualitative breakthrough? It's just an illusion. You've only been a Transcendent for a month, right? This is clearly an illusion caused by the rapid improvement in strength after being promoted to Transcendent.

Nick grinned obscurely, then nodded seriously, "It's good to be motivated, but you still need to make sure you rest. Forcing yourself to train when your physical condition doesn't support it will only result in half the effort and twice the results. Go back and rest quickly."

Crown did not argue. He told the priest about the mutant he encountered last night, described his autopsy report in detail, and finally said goodbye to the two and left.

Hull looked at the knight's back and sighed, "Old Moya would be so happy if he knew that his son is so outstanding now. I used to think that he was just an ordinary herbalist apprentice, but I didn't expect that after experiencing that evil spirit incident, he could become a transcendent. Tsk tsk."

"People will always change a lot after facing death. They should be exploring their potential between life and death. I heard from the bishop of the church's court that ordinary people only explore 10% to 20% of their abilities. The essence of extraordinary people is the process of constantly exploring their potential."

As Nick spoke, he seemed to hear again the powerful words of the bishop when he graduated from the exorcist priest course, "If people tap all their potential, what is the difference between them and gods?"

He turned around and smiled at Hull, "The captain may also discover his own abilities one day."

The patrol captain hurriedly shook his head: "Forget it, I'd better just follow the priest and cheer for him."

Nick sneered. Hull's attitude is also the attitude of most ordinary people nowadays. But since they are living in this era of the revival of gods, mortals who have no power in their hands are destined to be swallowed up by the torrent of the times.

According to the analysis from the Holy Fire Cathedral, the spiritual concentration of the world is still increasing at an accelerating rate, and it has become much more difficult for ordinary people to advance to the extraordinary level. Now, if they work hard, many ordinary people also have the hope of becoming extraordinary.

One day, the evil gods from the stars will fully revive, spreading fear and harvesting souls on earth. Even if the gods of the kingdom of God return to the world, the situation is not optimistic.

People without strength are probably living worse than ants.

. . . .

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Crown returned to his room and opened the window to welcome the first ray of sunshine of the day.

He made the Great Sun Seal with his hands, bathed in the warm sun, and visualized the Golden Light Mantra. Then he took a two-hour nap.

Visualization cannot replace sleep, he still needs to sleep four hours a day. However, the current situation is becoming increasingly serious, and his breathing method is about to be advanced, so he decided to work hard for two more hours a day and resume his normal schedule after the results are achieved.

The visualization time at the hours of Mao and You is fixed, and the remaining time is all used to practice fire breath and improve the proficiency of the cross sword.

After the basic swordsmanship was upgraded to the third level, passive special effects appeared. Clown still had high expectations for the upgrade of the cross sword.

He decided to continue hiring Geralt as a sparring partner and improve his proficiency in breathing techniques and the cross sword.

The alarm of the time hourglass rang in Crown's consciousness. He opened his eyes, stretched, then slowly stood up and moved his body.

After washing and drinking holy water, he ran to the restaurant to eat, then he walked out of the church to the open space at the gate of the wall and continued the liver breathing method.

Accompanied by the clanging sound of iron hammering not far away, Clown drank the boiling blood potion and wielded his sword like the wind, causing the air to whistle as it was pierced by the cross. The sun was setting in the west, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, Nick led a group of people and pulled seven or eight mine carts back to the church.

The man on duty in the tower spotted the mining team coming back from afar and shouted, "The priest is leading the team back, open the gate."

Several strong men shouted slogans, turned the turntable, and used the pulley system to lift the heavy wooden door.

Crown walked out of the gate to greet them. The road at the entrance was not straight. It was deliberately designed with five hairpin turns in order to block possible attacks from the beasts. The poor road condition could at least reduce the speed of the attackers.

When Crown saw Nick, he noticed that the mine cart next to him was not loaded with ore, but a large pangolin-like beast tied up with chains and ropes.

He looked back again and found a corpse with half of its head missing on the mine cart behind him, and many other people were injured.

(End of this chapter)