Abundant Martial Virtue

Chapter 48 Your Nature!

“With the power of countless admiration and admiration as the plough, in the silent country of death, you have discovered three abilities, and you are entitled to choose one of them:”

“1. Omen;”

“Instant; you will see the force that kills you three seconds in advance, and immediately understand everything about it.”

“2. Death Fountain;”

“The deceased innate talent; you will gain a certain amount of Death Soul Power, the utility is exactly similar to Soul Power, and its amount is about one third of your original Soul Power.”

“3. Silent Magic Mist;”

“Special Skill: With the help of the magic power of death, your soul instinct will be transformed into silent magic fog. This magic fog will use your temperament as a weather vane to show Its traits and powers in Death State.”

“Additional Notes:”

“Whichever you choose, it starts at level 0.”

“Remember: Death has the devour attribute, you can only increase the formidable power of the death technique by sacrificing other skills.”

“Every time your ability increases by Level 1, the formidable power will become Stronger (nonsense, but talk about it).”

“There is no end to death, and there is no end to the power of death.”

“Do your best to improve your power!”

Wu Xiaode read it quickly and couldn’t help clenching his fists.

That’s it.

A skill never known to all beings.

The One-Eyed Giant didn’t know either!

The most important thing is that its formidable power can be improved all the time without end!

Although it takes a lot of skills.

But I don’t worry about this myself.

——Only by using such power to fight against it, can there be a ray of hope for one’s own destiny!

How to choose?

His eyes fell on the “Omen of Chains”.

This ability can see a certain force that kills itself three seconds in advance.

It’s really useful in general combat.

But facing the One-Eyed Giant is different —

Even if you know it’s going to release a crimson ray, can you dodge it? can stop?

Run and can’t escape, hit and hit.

No.

Wu Xiaode shook his head and looked at the second item, “The Fountain of Death”.

Frankly speaking, this item is actually very useful, which is equivalent to directly adding one third Soul Power.

But still the same problem.

Not useful for One-Eyed Giant!

The last item –

Unlike the first two, it is a trait.

Its key point is to be able to “exhibit its character and power in Death State”.

apart from this , although I don’t know what “use your temperament as a weather vane” means, but judging by the logic of activating this wall by yourself, you can totally know——

The One-Eyed Giant didn’t know about this ability from Death State.

Just choose this one!

Wu Xiaode said, “I choose the third one, Silent Magic Mist.”

tone barely fell, and the description text about the other two abilities was suddenly disappeared.

In the eye socket of the skeleton, a small white flower bloomed slightly.

Lines of small ice crystals quickly emerged:

“You have acquired the ability: Silent Magic Mist (passive).”

“Silent Magic Mist, level: 0.”

“Trait attribute: cannot be explored, cannot be dispelled.”

“With the magic of death, this magic fog fits your temperament perfectly and will aid you in battle. “

…don’t quite understand.

Wu Xiaode watched it back and forth a few times, only to find some unfathomable mystery.

But there is no time for further research.

Bone Dragon is crash landing!

The gust of wind whistled in my ears, and the world quickly retreated backwards.

Yet Bone Dragon’s movements are silent and almost imperceptible.

It exudes some kind of “field”-like power around it, turning all movements into nothingness.

It even flickered all over its body, emitting distorted light, gradually covering its surroundings, turning itself into an invisible state.

Even Wu Xiaode was shrouded in it.

Finally.

Bone Dragon draws a long track in the fields outside the city and stops in the endless field of rapeseed flowers.

Silence.

Wu Xiaode stepped on Bone Dragon’s head and was about to jump down when he found that the phone rang again.

“What’s the matter?” he asked.

“Where are you?” Zhao Junyu asked.

“The rapeseed field in the western suburbs of the capital, it’s better to send someone to deal with Bone Dragon.” Wu Xiaode said.

“Okay, don’t worry about it, it will hide itself, we will send someone to receive it immediately.” Another female voice said excitedly.

It sounds like the girl who calls herself Zhao Junyu’s elder sister.

“Then I’ll be back.”

“Well, come back.”

The phone hangs up.

Wu Xiaode jumped off the Bone Dragon and looked back.

– There’s no big guy in sight at all.

That’s fine.

No more commotion.

No one even noticed the movement all around.

Wu Xiaode tapped his feet, quickly jumped onto the ridge, and walked forward along the country road. He wanted to get to the main road faster and take a car back to the city.

“Why not fly?” asked the crow.

“I want to think about the newly acquired ability.” Wu Xiaode said.

He thought silently as he walked.

The Silent Magic Mist uses its temperament as a weather vane, thereby changing the existing skills.

Well then.

What is your temperament?

No clue.

Wu Xiaode hits a few punches at will.

– No changes.

How is this “Silent Magic Mist” used?

He was thinking about hearing a roar from the road ahead.

A few young people are slapping their hands around a child who is carrying a schoolbag.

“Hey, what are you doing?”

Wu Xiaode shouted.

The young people turned their heads and said with a smile: “Another one, very good, hand over the change.”

Wu Xiaode startled and slowed down , opened the mouth and said: “I’m afraid you don’t want to take it out.”

“Arrogant! Come over and squat on the ground!” a young man shouted.

Wu Xiaode smiled and was about to take a step-

Bang!

An object fell from his pant leg to the ground.

He looked down and saw a shot put on the ground.

The shot put…

Where did the shot put come from?

The Book of Undead, which was floating in the air, quietly opened, revealing a line of small ice crystal characters:

“The silent magic fog has protected you, turned into a faintly discernable fog, and began to play. Function.”

“Current level: lv0.”

“At this level, the mist begins to bless you.”

“The first blessing , the fog has a ready-made shot put.”

Wu Xiaode looked around.

Sure enough, there was a faint gray mist.

This is the silent fog.

It turns out that if you want to fight, the ability of the silent magic fog will come into play.

It just gave itself a shot.

Asshole!

Where do you need a shot put to play these hooligans!

Wu Xiaode calmly picked up the shot put and said with a slight smile: “Everyone, I am a shot putter, so it is normal for a shot put to fall out of my pants.”

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“Damn it, smelly brat…” Several young people stared at him and cursed fiercely.

Wu Xiaode didn’t want to spare them, so he just kept walking.

Clapdong!

Another thing fell from the hem of his shirt.

Wu Xiaode looked down.

I saw that this was a dark barbell, thick and big, smashing the ground into a pit.

Those young men shrank their eyes.

Wu Xiaode also felt something was wrong.

It’s just to deal with a few ordinary persons, why do you always manifest this thing for yourself?

At the moment, I have to explain the past first, so as not to let the person on the opposite side realize that something is wrong.

“Don’t worry about it, everyone, I’m a shot put thrower. I have to practice the barbell every day, which is reasonable.”

Wu Xiaode bent down, picked up the barbell, and explained patiently. road.

Who knew that just as he got up, a cold light “shua” fell from his sleeve and stuck straight on the ground.

The machete.

Yes.

This is a machete about half body length.

It fell out of Wu Xiaode’s sleeve and stuck to the ground, looking rather sharp and pointed.

God knows how it fell out of the sleeve.

“Aha, well, in fact, I usually do some part-time jobs, such as magic.” Wu Xiaode said.

When!

A crisp sound.

Everyone looked down together and saw a dark object falling out of his pocket and hitting the machete, making a metal knocking sound.

The gun.

The pistol.

“mental disorder!”

The young people couldn’t hold back, they turned around and ran, and after a while they turned around the alley and disappeared.

The kid with the schoolbag ran over, gave him a salute, and said, “Thank you, Uncle.”

“My name is big brother, I’m not even eighteen.” Wu Xiaode said while staring.

“Thank you big brother.”

“Well, be careful in the future, don’t get caught up in this group of garbage.”

“I see.”

The child seemed a little scared of him, turned and ran away.

Only Wu Xiaode stood there.

He looked at the shot put, the barbell in his hand, and the knife and gun on the ground, sighed.

“That’s not right, the silent magic fog is supposed to be Death World’s skill.”

“—Why did you drop the shot?”

He turned to Book of Undead looked.

I saw a small line of ice crystals already appearing on the Book of Undead:

“Silent Magic Mist is indeed an extremely rare trait skill in Death World. Depending on the user, it will be extremely It conforms to the user’s nature.”

“But it just embarrassed me just now.” Wu Xiaode spread his hands.

Two lines of small ice crystals appeared:

“Please respect this skill.”

“You know, the most fashionable skill in Death World right now is ‘Social death’ skill.”

Wu Xiaode’s forehead swelled, loudly said: “But why let the master of the skill die!”

Another line of small ice crystals:

“What the fog manifests is not a random choice, but comes from your nature and is a projection of your own fighting style.”

“But why does my instinct drop the shot put? What?” Wu Xiaode asked persistently.

The Book of Undead was silent, and a few lines of small ice crystals appeared:

“It produces the shot according to your temperament.”

” In terms of fighting, there is only one word to describe your temperament.”

“What word?” Wu Xiaode asked with interest.

A bright red bold font appeared on the page:

“Dirty.”

——Your sister!

Wu Xiaode was furious, threw the shot put and the barbell on the ground, turned around and left.

Am I dirty?

This is a life-and-death matter for you, and it’s not a treat for dinner. You even call me dirty!

Fighting is by fair means or foul!

The shot put, the barbell and the knife and gun turned into mist and flew back to him.

Book of Undead saw him go, and hurriedly chased after him.

(Thanks to book friend Xixi’s Alliance Leader for the reward, the boss is great, I will continue to work hard to write well!)

(end of this chapter)

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