Son of the Olden Days

In summary, the four transformations are considered to have their own strengths. Skeletons do not have racial abilities and seem to be slightly weak. But Saul doesn't think so. After all, the appearance of the skeleton itself is a kind of concealment or disguise, and it may be safe to walk among the dead as a skeleton.

After understanding the general ability of each transformation, the rest is mental power. Now at the sixth level of Thor, the total amount of mental power has increased to a certain extent. According to the original standard of nearly a hundred times in the chasm of the abyss, it has now reached one hundred and fifty times.

It seems that the increase has been huge, but since Saul returned to this continent from the ring, he has been doing his best to kill the spirits every day to increase his mental power. At the same time, he will emptied his mental power every day to obtain a slight growth of the upper limit of his spiritual power.

Just like daily training, Thor has persisted to this day, and now he has this fairly considerable upper limit of mental power.

"Most of the time a warrior is practicing is lonely and dull. I don't know how far you can go on this road." The words of the instructor were still in my ears. From the perspective of Sol, these words are actually applied to Any profession is an attitude to life.

This is well explained in the book Halfling Seeing the World by Ram Bion, a halfling sociologist.

"Some people live in a hurry. They are always complaining about where my time has gone. But they rarely stop and think about what they have done. I have a sweet date to go, I There is a lively dance party to attend, I have..."

"Of course, these lives are not bad in the final analysis, after all, these are all a kind of lifestyle. But one thing, since you have chosen this kind of life, in the end, don't complain about why others can succeed and live better than you. "

"The reason is very simple. When you enjoy the world with peace of mind, others have lived other, harder lives."

Many years ago, Sol had already understood that behind all the brilliance in this world, there was a corresponding price of loneliness. How to live? It's just an old problem. Everyone has to face it. The choices and trade-offs in it are their own business, and no one can help you.

With the mental strength of Thor's current one hundred and fifty swords, Abyssal Rift, it was enough to make all the transformations once. When Thor's mental power is in a state of fullness, he can change from a werewolf to a skeleton, and finally back to a human form, and his mental power is almost empty.

There is also a problem of slow consumption. When Thor transforms into a certain posture, the consumption of mental energy is a one-off. But this part of the withdrawal of mental power is only the cost of this transformation. If you still want to maintain the transformation, the mental power will be in a slow flow.

This kind of elapsed time is subtle but real, which means that if Saul keeps a certain transformation for long enough, he will be forced to withdraw from the transformation and return to a humanoid posture because of exhaustion of mental power. Anyway, he will never degenerate. Just become a swamp goblin.

In addition to maintaining a fixed amount of mental power passing through the transformation, when Thor uses the racial abilities related to each transformation, such as bat flying or bloodline madness, he also has to pay a certain amount of mental power. This is after Thor gradually explored the conclusion.

Obviously Thor must divide his focus in the future, such as which transformation is more suitable for combat and which is more suitable for concealed tracking.

Like a child getting a new toy, Thor quickly figured out his new ability. After the excitement was over, his heart would inevitably be a little dignified, because he remembered that he had actually seen these four gestures of himself when he was making the Odrensa dance party.

It was just that he was cursed at that time, and the four transformations took up a quarter of his body at the same time, making himself look like a pieced monster. Now that the curse has passed, it seems that besides the dark physique, he has left something else for himself.

Thor does not doubt that although the curse has disappeared, it still leaves some marks in his body, and even now it has penetrated into his flesh and blood and talents. This may be the truth of his strange ability to'transform'. the reason.

However, there are no specific answers to many things in this world. Since there is nothing to refuse, it is not worth wasting time to struggle.

Obviously, if you want to use your various abilities fluently in the future, the requirements for the total amount of mental power will be more stringent. For this reason, Saul has set a small daily strategic goal for himself, which is to actively hunt and kill spirits to temper the upper limit of his mental power, and strive to be able to change his behavior in the future.

In fact, this goal of hunting and killing spirits has always been there, and Thor has been doing it all the time, just preparing to raise the level of attention to another level. It just so happens that there is no secret realm to linger about now, and he just shifted the focus of the battle to the dead spirits.

Moreover, actively hunting the surrounding necromancers is beneficial to the stability of the territorial environment. Obviously, he is on the road to greatness.

It's a pity that this greatness was quickly interrupted. When Thor drew his sword and cut off a necromancer who took the initiative to approach, several figures appeared not far away. Obviously, the vampire transformation is of no use to the undead, the undead should come to die, but the vampire is a little awkward with the sword.

"Yeah! There is someone over there. It seems that the undead was killed by him just now!" The sound of a strange mushroom came vaguely.

Gerabi, who led the team, was breathing stagnant, remembering the fear of being dominated by the captain, there would be no one else in this wilderness black robe except him.

"I'm telling you, that's a freak that is more dangerous than living things, we have to run faster." Jerabi decisively turned and waved.

Now, with Thor's sixth-order five senses and dark vision, he actually discovered this group earlier, and he saw that the leader was still an acquaintance, Gerabi, and he did not stop others from approaching. Such unexpected encounters in the wilderness are not uncommon, and Thor hasn't gone too far since he left the city.

Originally wanted to say hello, but Jerab turned around when he saw him, and there were vaguely slanderous words floating in the Great Demon King, and Sol's face went black in an instant. Jerab's heart tightened, and he felt an ominous breath that seemed to come from the abyss approaching quickly.

Feeling that the breath was about to threaten his dog's head, Gerabi quickly and decisively turned around again and took the initiative to greet him.

"Ha! Captain! What a coincidence! Just now I was telling the newcomers of the association about your heroic deeds." Jelabi pretended to be surprised.

"I don't see that your talent for face-changing is quite high? It's a bit of the essence of a thousand-faced thief." Sol looked at Gerabi with a smile and teased.

Jerabi pretended to be honest and smiled, and didn't care at all, but the wild mushroom monsters next to him became interested in Thor.

"Captain? Are you the one who took the initiative to challenge the rules of life? That's amazing!" A shiitake mushroom looked surprised.

"Ha! This beautiful young lady, that's just a daily adventure, not worth mentioning." Sol politely saluted.

"Then is it really that difficult in the rules of life? I heard that you still eat weeds?" Another shiitake is more concerned about the process.

"Yes, it's harder than you think. I tell you that Jelabi is very dangerous. At that time, there were a few girls like you in the team, all of them were eaten by Jelabi when he was hungry and frantic. We can't pull it. To live, I can only keep my heart and eat some weeds."

"Slim-skinned girls like you, he can eat several in one go." Sol put up his palms to cover his face, describing in horror the difficulty of the rules and the inhumanity of Gerabi. Shocked a crowd of shiitake mushrooms and hid behind him.

Unknowingly, Jelabi suddenly felt that something was wrong. Although he could not hear what everyone was talking about, watching the captain and the new members of his association had a lively chat, Jelabi suddenly felt sad. It's like an outsider.

"Have your sisters and brothers promised that my soul-eliminating talent will be delivered?" After spending a while with the girls, Sol turned his head and asked Gerabi.

"We arrived early, the captain, Miss Clement of your family and my sister had already negotiated." Jerabi waved his hand and said that the association was not wronged.

"Well, I think these young ladies are both beautiful and capable. Let them join the new association to replace three people back." Sol said.

There are a total of four people in Jelabi's line. Jelabi took three women with him. Saul suspected that his purpose was impure, so he rescued him decisively.

"This...it won't work." Jerabi paused, but couldn't tell why it didn't work, but Gu Zi was so anxious that his forehead was sweating.

"What's wrong with this? Wouldn't all the people sent by your association be men?" Sol turned his head and stared at Gerabi suspiciously.

"This...it seems to be." Jerabi replied with a guilty conscience. Anyway, this matter can't be concealed, and there is no need to conceal it. No, the point is that you didn't ask for gender when you opened the conditions! What's wrong with men? Are men not human?

"That's not right! As a small second-order single dog, what do you keep so many women in the association? I suspect that you are to satisfy your own bad taste, and now you are coveting the beauty of these young ladies. The name of the Soul Expelling Association has no good intentions."

"Unexpectedly, you are such a person. With this kind of underhanded and crude means, it is impossible to unite the members of the association against the ghost."

"Several little sisters, I suggest you join the official Spirit Slayers Association. There is a more formal led by the Lord of the Heroes. And the atmosphere of the association is very good. There will be no gangsters who are not inconsistent. Ability will definitely be valued."

"Even if the size of the associations is compared with each other, the official associations are not comparable to the private associations in the countryside."

While Saul urged the girls with a face of justice, he lifted the hood of his black robe, revealing his peerless beauty of vampires, and attracted a lot of shiitake mushrooms to admiration, and at the same time increased the truth of his words. Sexuality and persuasiveness.

"But... can we really?" The three girls looked at each other, seemingly lacking in self-confidence and hesitating.

"Yes, absolutely! Believe me, in fact, I am a private investigator specially appointed by the official association to prevent people like you from getting dusty." Saul took out the iron emblem of the Brotherhood and lit it up. Anyway, it was dark. They couldn't see clearly for a short while.

"You only have to go to the city hall to find Ms. Petty... Forget it, the wilderness is dangerous, and there are monsters and beasts Gerabi. It's better to let me send you back to the city. You are welcome, it is an honor for me." Suo You politely invited the mushrooms, and the figures drifted away as they talked and laughed.

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