Chapter 79: Poison of the Soul
"What's more terrifying is that such toxins directly act on the soul level and cannot be removed. At the same time, you have already changed your job to become a branch profession of Street Fighter, a fighter. Although you are only at the second level of strength now, you can't help but think about the future. Once you want to advance to the fifth level in the future and awaken to a more powerful poison king, you will have a great advantage if you already have the soul poison. The difficulty of awakening will be reduced by at least half!"
After hearing what Domonji said, Jet was shocked. He never thought that Elder Domonji would be so far-sighted! At this time, Jet was honest, that is, the strength of the middle stage of the second level. If it is under normal circumstances, it will take at least several decades to improve to the level of promotion to the fifth level.
And the two words awakening are heard by almost all professionals on the Arad continent! Even from the moment they have not become professionals, they have been heard like thunder and engraved in their hearts. These two words represent supreme glory, represent extremely powerful power, and also represent... a natural chasm! !
I don't know how many people are stuck at this level! Countless geniuses and heroes have also failed at this hurdle, and they can't find the reason at all. Some people say that breaking through the shackles and successfully awakening requires talent, but countless geniuses have also returned in defeat in the face of awakening. Some people say that breaking through the shackles and successfully awakening requires hard work and persistence, but countless people have worked hard until death and still sigh in despair.
And if Jet wants to successfully awaken from the current professional street fighter to become the Poison King, mastering the soul poison is a prerequisite. The core skills of the Poison King after awakening are all centered around the soul poison.
Therefore, if he can master the soul poison in advance when he is in the second stage------Although the soul poison secreted by the blood fragrance tree is only the most basic kind, and there is a very obvious difference in power from the soul poison possessed by the Poison King himself-----However, the two do belong to the same category, which is an absolute fact!
At this time, Domonji looked at Jet and said word by word:
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"So, I broke your spine directly, making you completely lose your body perception. In this way, you don't have to endure the soul poison secreted by the blood fragrance tree. The pain is enough to torture a normal person into a madman. If you successfully complete the last two mutations, you can absorb the remaining vitality of the soul stone of the poison cat king to successfully heal the wound."
"You are indeed taking a great risk to do this, but once you succeed, your future will be bright. I'm sorry to make the decision for you, my nephew, but I believe you can survive, because the legend circulating in the Creek tribe has been fulfilled one by one. I believe that you are the person in the legend, who can lead the Creek tribe to rise from the ruins and even rebuild the Goblin Kingdom!"
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The sun has risen to the middle of the sky. Although it is not yet noon, the sunlight has begun to become scorching!
As a modified person, Dick hated being exposed to direct sunlight, because his condenser cooling system had broken down three times, and the latest replacement was someone else's discarded product, which had begun to leak oil, causing a puff of black smoke to spray from the back of his head every time he took a step.
At the same time, due to the serious shortage of crystal energy supply, at least half of Dick's 17 micro sensors and 21 micro actuators could not be activated. Even after the signature skill, the domineering armor, was activated, it could only last for ten seconds, less than half of the normal time.
The temperature brought by the sunlight would make Dick's infrared scanning system often display the "fault" state. To be honest, he hated the prompt sound when a fault occurred. Such a brainwashing magic sound made him want to knock out the buzzer of the fault prompt system with a wrench!
In Dick's hands,
he was holding an instrument. The instrument was about the size of a computer screen and looked like a box. There were four or five antennas extending from the periphery of the instrument, which should be a detector. The side of the instrument was inlaid with a large black crystal.
It can be seen that the screen of the instrument shows large areas of gray vision, contour lines, various data that keep jumping out, etc. Occasionally, a large group of red spots will jump out, and then quickly darken, which is the error fault information fed back by the infrared scanning system, and the red pattern in the lower left corner representing the appearance of prey has never flashed, and rows of information streams are constantly refreshing the screen:
"The target........did not appear........"
"The target........did not appear........"
"Ding, there is a malfunction.....please repair it in time."
"........"
"Ding, an unknown object appeared, suspected to be blood, please check!"
After seeing this hint, Dick immediately twisted his head, making a "crunching" sound of rust friction, and .kansh.c strode towards the place where the hint came from. His body seemed extremely heavy because it was loaded with more than 74% steel parts, so every time he stepped out, his ankle would sink into the moist and soft soil, leaving a clear footprint, and then when the foot was lifted out, it would bring out more soil and stick to the boots covered by the steel soles.
Because he found the clue, Dick no longer used the balance mode that could save crystal energy, but switched to the rush mode. So wherever he passed, several giant plants that seemed to be planted by people were ruthlessly trampled and destroyed, wilting on the ground, with colorless and transparent liquid flowing from the cross-section, and a pungent smell in the air.
Although these giant plants have gorgeous buds, for the modified people who have lost the ability to appreciate them, this thing is no different from a piece of toilet paper covered with feces. The only thing that can make them pay attention is everything related to the instructions.
Dick came to the place where the prompt was in the window. He could see that it was a leaf of a plant, but a sticky semi-dried liquid fell on it, showing a brown-red color. Dick squatted down and stretched out his middle finger. He could see that the front knuckle of the middle finger began to rotate at high speed, and then opened it to the side, and a needle-like sampler stretched out from it for collection.
Then, a series of prompts came out:
"Analyzing..."
"Insufficient energy, please activate at least five or more central mechanical neuron collections!"
"Insufficient energy, please activate at least five or more central mechanical neuron collections!"
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