Of course, the rewards after victory vary with the degree of danger. Wugo and his companions can only get about one-third of the physical strength and fighting skills after defeating the Demon Shadow once. For example, Wugo won three times, and his physical strength was about 2.3 times. Although it was much better than ordinary people, it was still far from being a boxer.
They haven't even touched the threshold of the human body's limits.
But it was different with Kaxiu, he improved almost by leaps and bounds.
So, both have advantages and disadvantages. The way Ugo is parasitized by the magic shadow is less dangerous, there are multiple opportunities, and naturally the benefits are less. The way Kaxiu is parasitized by the magic shadow is extremely threatening, and once he fails, he will be replaced and killed directly. But as the saying goes, wealth and honor are sought in danger, and there are naturally many benefits.
"The organization just sent us intelligence that at least five Steel Claw-level Demon Shadows have come to Shirakawa City, and there is even a Red Eye-level Demon Shadow!"
The black-clad woman spoke in a very heavy tone, especially the last half of the sentence. When Ugo heard it, he frowned and looked troubled.
Steel Claw Class, Red Eye Class, these are actually the strengths that the Shadowless Organization has divided the Shadows into. As the name of the Steel Claw Class suggests, the claws of these Shadows are extremely sharp, like knives that have been tempered a thousand times. Coupled with their physical fitness close to the limit of the human body and the combat skills of their original hosts, each of them is a top killer, and humans of the same level are no match for them.
Ugo thought that his strength was pretty good, but with the help of many people, he could at most hold back a Steel Claw-level Phantom.
As for a one-on-one head-on combat, he would definitely die.
The Red Eyes were even more powerful, completely surpassing the limits of human beings. In the dark, a gang of a hundred people with guns would be slaughtered, as evidenced by previous cases.
The reason why it is called Red Eyes is also as the name suggests. When the Demon Shadow kills in the dark night, his eyes are as red as flames.
"How come so many demon shadows gathered in Baichuan City? And they are all of such high level!" Ugo's eyes widened: "Could it be that Baichuan City has other hosts besides that man?"
"Or, are these demonic figures just passing by here?"
Ugo shook his head. He really couldn't connect the violent actions of the demon shadows with Kaxiu, who had "slightly practiced martial arts". These demon shadows might have bigger actions.
"I think they should have other major actions. The organization has already taken it seriously and plans to send some people over to monitor the actions of the Demon Shadow in a few days." The black-clothed woman tapped the table with her fingers: "As for our future companion, we should find a chance to remind him in the next two days... Otherwise, if any of the five Steel Claw-level Demon Shadows who came to Baichuan City notices him, I'm afraid..."
"Don't be afraid, he's dead! Even if I meet a Steel Claw-level fighter one-on-one, I'll be dead. Let's put it this way, I'll find a chance to talk it all out with him tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." Ugo shook his head and said.
The black-clad woman's beautiful eyes moved back and forth between Ugo's clothes and hairstyle, and sighed: "I'd better go..."
"Don't let others kick you again."
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The next morning, the weather was clear. The sun shone through the white gaps in the clouds, casting golden rays of light. The many tall, pointed and domed buildings in Shirakawa City seemed to be covered in a layer of golden gauze.
On the ornamental trees on both sides of the road, crystal dewdrops caressed the tender green leaves and fell on the soft mud surface with a plop.
"Ding-ling-ling, ding-ling-ling..."
On the yellow wooden bedside table, a metal alarm kept ringing.
With a click, a rough, heavy hand covered it.
The pure white bed sheet was lifted. Kaxiu never had the bad habit of staying in bed. He immediately got off the bed and stretched his body.
I casually opened the curtains, and the bright sunlight outside shone in. The gray road was mostly blocked by the green roadside trees, but through the gaps between the leaves, I could still see the black cars passing by on the road.
After standing by the window for a while, Kaxiu went into the bathroom to wash and change clothes. In fact, he was a little unfamiliar with everything around him now, after all, he had been there for two years seventy years ago. The scene suddenly changed, the times changed, and he was more or less dazed.
Fortunately, Kaxiu had good adaptability and he got rid of the strange feeling as soon as he finished taking a shower.
However, he encountered another problem.
The clothes are too small and I can’t wear them anymore.
In front of the mirror on the wooden cabinet, Kaxiu pulled at the black and white striped casual clothes on his body. The cover was put on, but the shoulders and upper arms were tight. And the bottom was too short. If the zipper was zipped up, it would not even cover the belly button.
"Navel-baring outfit?!"
Kaxiu's expression suddenly became strange, and he shook his head to get rid of the speechless picture in his mind. He took off the ill-fitting clothes on his body and searched again in the closet.
If you want to say Kaxiu is smart, he is quite smart. He expected that after returning to the real world from the retro era, his strength would increase and his body would become stronger, and his original clothes might not fit him. So he specially brought a box with the large-sized clothes he bought.
But Kaxiu didn't think very thoroughly, and only bought one set of clothes, but no change of clothes. When Moying killed people, many drops of blood splashed by the gangsters fell on the clothes.
After Kaxiu took the shower, he naturally had no clothes to wear.
Ten minutes later, after searching everywhere, the only thing he could find to wear normally was the coach's fighting uniform issued by the Gray Seal Martial Arts School.
There was no choice but to put on this outfit.
After tidying up the bedroom layout, he opened the door and went downstairs. On the way, he met Mrs. Jessica again.
"Hello, Mrs. Jessica."
"Oh... OK... Mr. Azimbek."
Kaxiu kept smiling and nodded, then quickly walked out of the apartment.
He remembered that last time Mrs. Jessica called him Mr. Dimitrios, this time it became Azimbek.
In a word, don't bother with people with severe amnesia.
It's sunny today, but a whole row of camphor trees blocks the light, leaving only the constantly moving, mottled gold fragments falling on people's faces.
Kaxiu came to the north side of Citi Street, where the breakfast shop had already opened and the air was filled with the smell of grilled sausages.
He randomly chose a breakfast shop and sat down to order some food. While chewing, he looked at the endless stream of pedestrians and vehicles on the avenue. The 156th year of the Federal Calendar was getting closer, while the world of seventy years ago was fading away bit by bit.
Illusions are illusions after all... I can't change anything about that era, so I'll just be a silent witness...
Kaxiu curled the corners of his mouth and took a big bite of the juicy sausage.
Chew one or two bites and swallow.
He took out a color photo from his pocket and looked at it carefully. The old pocket watch in the corner was so inconspicuous.
"Perhaps we can also pay tribute to that era a little..."