Chapter 2285 Letter From Conti

The giant bull devil is not just a show for bluffing!

Counting the belt and spell buffs, the Cow Demon's strength attribute is as high as 56, the agility attribute is 16, the constitution attribute is also 33 points, the natural defense level is 26, and the hardness of the muscles is comparable to triple steel armor!

The various supernatural talents of the Cow Demon, elemental immunity and resistance, and damage-reducing armor are all similar to those of the Cow Demon's close relatives. The difference is mainly reflected in two aspects.

The giant bull devil lost "Petrochemical Breath" and "Abyssal Roar" during the mutation process, and replaced it with a 1.5-level "rapid self-healing" physique and "stomp wave"-the moment it stomped, it released a 60-foot cone-shaped spread Shockwave, creatures that cannot dodge will be knocked down by the shockwave and stunned.

Generally speaking, the bull demon is more efficient in slaughtering low-level miscellaneous soldiers, while the giant bull demon is more suitable for single-handedly fighting strong enemies and fighting tough battles.

At this time, there was a sudden exclamation from behind.

Joan looked back and saw that Master Rawls, Edward, Thomas, and Allen were standing outside the transparent force field wall, looking up at him, all with astonishment on their faces.

Qiao An quickly canceled the transformation, restored the human form, opened the door of the experimental hall, and told everyone that he was undergoing a transformation test.

"Joan, I can do the 'transfiguration' too, but I remember that this kind of spell can't turn into a demon... How did you do it?"

Master Rawls inquired curiously.

Edward, Thomas, and Allen also showed similar confusion in their eyes.

"In addition to 'transfiguration', I also used some special techniques, mainly borrowing from the practice methods of warlocks, and first using the 'bridge-building method' to obtain the blood of the demon subspecies..."

Noticing that Thomas was eager to try, Joan quickly emphasized: "This method is very risky, I suggest you not try it lightly."

"Of course, Allen is an exception. He himself is an 'Abyss Warlock' and can directly transform into a demon form."

"Brother Joan! My level is too low, so I can only become a weak chicken like a 'little devil'. It doesn't make much sense. When will I become a mighty and handsome bull-headed devil like you just now!"

Allen's eyes were full of envy.

Joan thought for a while, and said to Allen: "When you become an 8th-level warlock, if you awaken the 4th-level 'Transformation', you can become a bull-devil form. As for the giant bull-devil form I tested just now, life The level is too high, you need to use the 5th ring 'Dragon Transformation' to become it."

"As a warlock profession, you must upgrade to level 10 at least to get a 5th-level spell slot, and you have to try to integrate the dragon blood, otherwise it will be difficult to awaken the 'Dragon Transformation'."

"By the way, if you are not satisfied with just obtaining the physical power of a demon, but also want to obtain the supernatural ability of the deformed object, then you can only count on your luck at level 18 to awaken the 9th level of 'shape change'."

As for Joan's own transformation method, it needs "mythical power" as the basis. Allen is not a mythical creature, so he is destined to be unable to imitate.

Putting away the pen and the diary that recorded the experimental data, Joan returned to the tutor and classmates, and went to have lunch together.

Thomas, a wealthy young man, pays the bill. There is no need for everyone to be polite to him. He went to the most exclusive restaurant in the city and ordered all the signature dishes.

The lunch lasted until the evening, and Joan bid farewell to everyone and returned to his new home slightly drunk.

In the days that followed, Joan's life returned to its usual routine. Apart from the two points at home and school, she also went out of town to attend family gatherings as usual on weekends.

I don't know when, the Vassars have regarded him as a member of their own family, and Mount Vernon will always open the door for him.

Now Joan rarely has the opportunity to spend a whole day in the library of Mount Vernon alone like before, and spends more time in the White House Manor. Apart from Rebecca, there will always be weekends to accompany him The three classmates who ate and drank-Thomas, Edward and Alan.

In the blink of an eye, it was mid-January. This morning, Joan received a letter from Rebecca, saying that she wanted to come to his new house and help him clean it up.

Joan, of course, had to write back to welcome her.

Rebecca has been here twice before, and each time she said to help with cleaning, but she didn't mention it after she came...

Joan kindly reminded her, and she also said that she spent a whole hour getting dressed before going out.

"Look at my delicate makeup and flowing dress, don't you have the heart to let me wield a broom?"

"It's rare for the two of us to be alone, and there are endless happy things to talk about. Let's forget about cleaning!"

This time Rebecca went too far. The daughter of the Custis family didn't travel in a carriage, but cast a spell and flew over, quietly landed on the open-air balcony on the second floor, saying that she would "surprise" Joan.

However, Joan was frightened. Hearing the movement upstairs, he thought it was a burglar, and rushed up to the second floor with a mop, almost giving Rebecca a sap.

A small misunderstanding didn't hinder Rebecca's good spirits. She cheerfully helped Joann clean up, and even asked him whether there were any occupants in the three vacant rooms upstairs? He lives alone in such a big house, and there is not even a servant in the house, will he feel empty and lonely?

Joan shook his head in denial.

Rebecca simply confessed her real purpose and asked to occupy a guest room as her "secret base".

Of course, the second lady of the Custis family will not take advantage of him in vain. In return, Rebecca decided to leave a guest room for Joan in the White House Manor and decorate it in his favorite style. In addition, Cass The key to the private library of Tees's house was also handed over to Joan for safekeeping.

"In the future, when I go to the city, I will live in your house, which is convenient and economical. How about you, come to my manor for vacation on weekends, okay?"

Can you say "not good"?

Joan now knew that there was no such option.

Rebecca delineated her sphere of influence, then went to visit Joan's study, picked up the thesis she was writing, looked at it, and turned her eyes to a letter pressed under the paper knife, and immediately saw that the delicate handwriting was very It may have come from a woman's hand, and the big watery eyes began to turn non-stop.

After careful insinuations, Rebecca finally found out that the letter on the table was sent from the distant Algonquin Valley, and Joann had only received it this morning.

"Is that the Asa girl named Canti Powhatan?"

Joan had no intention of hiding it from her, so he nodded frankly.

Joann did not forget Magni's warning (threat), and wrote a letter to Kandy after the New Year, and the two have been in frequent correspondence since then.

Most of the time, Joan and Kandy send "short messages" to each other, and briefly talk about the recent situation. Occasionally, Kandy will write a long letter like today, catching a witch crow or a pigeon as a messenger, traveling thousands of miles away. All the way to the port of Leiden.