One thing, Jason is certain of: the mysterious power is subtly transforming the body!
When the accumulation reaches a certain level, qualitative changes will inevitably occur.
And this accumulation process should be quite long, but it is not impossible to speed it up, just like the combination of his [Protection from Evil] and [Mist Hidden] Tufuyu combination, the complementary and mysterious The situation where the power becomes rich should be one of the methods to speed up this change.
What Jason thought of was:
Now that there is complementarity, will there be...
Mutual restraint
The answer is yes.
There are restraints among the professional systems on the mysterious side.
How can there be no restraint in the secret arts in the professional system
"fortunately!"
"[Protection from Evil] and [Mist Hidden] are not restrained!"
Jason took a breath with lingering fear.
Jason didn't dare to imagine the result of the mutual restraint imprinted on his heart.
Probably canceling each other out, slowing down the process of that change.
But more likely...
Heart hurts!
There is no doubt that if the heart is injured, it is a fatal injury!
What is the difference between a collision of mysterious forces and a dagger directly inserted into the heart
Although he has enough food to heal fatal injuries, how can he withstand continuous fatal injuries
like…
It's not impossible.
Jason thought seriously.
As long as the satiety is enough, what is the continuous fatal damage
That is to say...
As long as I eat enough, I will be 'immune' to such damage!
Even, can 'adapt' to such injuries!
Thinking of this, Jason lifted his spirits, but he was not blindly optimistic.
"However, what a terrifying number the required satiety will be!"
"I'm afraid I have to find a steady stream of monsters that can 'regenerate' and put them in front of me to meet this requirement!"
"and… "
"In every professional system, there should be a complete record of how and how to accelerate this change."
"It is precisely because of this that these power systems become professional systems and are called 'inheritance'!"
Such a realization rose in Jason's heart.
His understanding of the entire 'mysterious side' has gone a step further.
At the same time, the desire for knowledge of the 'mysterious side' became more and more intense.
Jason has never missed "the so-called teacher he met" like this time.
His teacher naturally has a complete system inheritance of 'Night Watchman'.
pity…
His teacher was lured away by the black hands behind the scenes.
Even if he left him the 'Night Watchman's Evidence', his teacher would never have thought that his progress would be so fast.
The simplest and most direct way doesn't work anymore.
Jason's character determines that he is not a person who waits.
His gaze once again aimed at the public communication link of this 'Secret Gathering'.
However, Jason didn't go to the underground hall right away.
He started tidying up the room.
Bind all his trophies with ropes. In the process, Jason had to reorganize and repack the trophies because of the extra bones of Kanrsa Dixinglong.
In the process of packing, Jason couldn't help but diverge again.
There are limits to loot packing.
So…
Does the heart have limits
To be precise, how many picto-complex language combinations can an ordinary person's heart hold
With such doubts, Jason pushed open the door and walked towards the underground hall.
Compared with before, there were several more servants and guards along the way.
The guards stood apart.
The servants are the traces left by the battle before cleaning up.
Eric takes care of that.
After seeing Jason, the old knight's servant immediately saluted.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Jason."
"Because of my negligence, you were attacked again."
Eric said and was about to bow.
Obviously, the servant of the old jazz has completely got rid of the influence of the layout maker who used the 'illusion'.
Not just remembering what happened, but also not turning a blind eye to the corpse of the 'illusion' layouter in Jason's room.
Jason stepped aside, dodging the salute.
"He came because of me."
"It has nothing to do with you."
Jason knows what those guys are here for, so he won't blame others at will
Not to mention, the other party has already given enough compensation.
Kanrsa Dixinglong is really delicious enough.
After nodding to Eric, Jason walked into the underground hall.
Go through that door.
The noisy and noisy voices had already disappeared at this time.
Everyone was sitting around the old jazz's tent.
However, the old jazz was not in front of the tent, but allowed these people to communicate at will, just like the name of this session: open communication.
"I need complete information on the first order of 'Warrior', including rituals."
"I can offer 150 gold grams."
"Or an equivalent item."
A man wearing a cloak and hiding his face said loudly.
The people around were unmoved at all.
"200 gold grams!"
The other party raised the price.
This time someone spoke up.
"At least 220 gold grams."
A man in the same attire standing in the crowd said.
Those who sought first-order information about the 'Warrior' hesitated for a moment before finally agreeing.
Then, the two entered the tent to make a deal.
Obviously, with the notarization of the old jazz, both parties are quite at ease.
Then, another person came out.
"I want a long sword branded with spells, it must be sharp enough!"
Just like the person before, he made a request.
Jason slowed down and approached as lightly as possible.
He didn't want to interrupt this open exchange session.
However, at a distance of about 5 meters from the crowd, it was still discovered by a few people with very keen perception.
As soon as these people turned around, they saw Jason carrying the trophy.
Then, their colors changed.
Thanks to their keen perception, they all noticed the faint smell of blood on Jason's body, which couldn't dissipate even after washing. In addition to those trophies, they were not fools, so they immediately made some guess.
And the actions of these people naturally attracted the attention of the people around them, and they turned their heads one after another.
Then, each body became stiff.
Or nervous.
Or fear.
Or alert.
Undoubtedly, these people on the mysterious side also discovered something.
They all stared at Jason, but Jason, who was watched by everyone, didn't seem to notice. His eyes scanned the crowd, and the crowd immediately lowered their heads or looked left and right, unwilling to make such eye contact.
And Jason also found his goal.
The clown's mask stands out.
Jason saw it at a glance.
Then, he walked towards Tanier.
Suddenly, the crowd in front of Jason dispersed.
Tanier, who had been paying attention to the front of the tent, realized something was wrong at this time. However, when the young teacher of the Deer Academy turned his head and saw Jason approaching, he immediately forgot what was wrong.
You know, this is his good friend. Although he is a little cold, his behavior is a little rough, and his behavior is a little fierce, but what's wrong
So, only the jubilant Tanier started waving his arms and shouting—
"I'm here!"