The Dark King

"The potential of the magic mark has been stimulated, and my sense of smell does not seem to have improved." Du Dean's eyes flashed slightly. When he was a junior hunter, his "dread dyer" magic mark had a total of three abilities. The first is super smell. The second is dark vision, and the third is digesting Han Jing!Compared to the two abilities of the corpse eater magic marks, there is one more. Perhaps this is the benefit of rare magic marks.

"I don't know if I got a new ability or strengthened my previous ability." Du Di'an was nervous and looked forward to it. If it is a new ability, he needs to verify it one by one to know what ability, just like in the corpse eater's magic mark. Like the resistance to the walking dead virus, if it has not been bitten by the walking dead, it will naturally not know that it has the ability in this respect.

He immediately sinks his heart and captures the surrounding odors for perception. Soon, he is sure that his odor perception has not been strengthened. Although there is some improvement from the previous, this range should only be caused by physical enhancement.

It should be known that the effects of enhanced abilities are usually doubled in nature.

Excluding the sense of smell, the verification of dark vision is even simpler. Just looking at the dark part of the corner, he feels that his vision is not different from the previous one, and it can be seen that neither of them has been strengthened.

"The rest is to digest the Han Jing." Du Dean immediately took out the Han Jing that he had hunted in the past two days. Counting the Han Jing of the Horned Scythe Walking Dead, there were 25 in total, all stored in a small metal box. in.

This metal box seemed to have been frozen. It was cold and biting. Twenty-three cold crystals absorbed heat in it. When the box was opened, a thin white cold air actually flew out.

Du Dean glanced at his eyes and picked a small cold crystal from the box, which came from the head of a young sickle walking dead.He glanced at the left hand wrapped with white bandages, hesitating, wondering if the left hand was so badly damaged that he could absorb the cold crystals.

Hesitating again and again, he still chose the right hand. Last time the left hand was overabsorbed before it was covered by Han Jing. If only one is absorbed this time, there should be no problem.

He bit his finger, blood bleed out, and then pressed his finger on Han Jing.

Soon, the amazing cold air that radiated on the Han Jing almost frozen the palm of the hand, and the hard Han Jing quickly softened under the fingers, like mucus, flowing into it along the wound, and disappeared quickly.

Du Dean only felt a cold liquid, crawling along the blood vessels of his arms quickly over his shoulders, along the winding line, and back into the heart. At that moment, the heart was cold and thumped, and he couldn't help himself The trembling shivered.

At the next moment, this cold sensation starts with the heart, flows into several bifurcated blood vessels along several cardiovascular vessels, and spreads all over the body. The cold sensation is everywhere in the body, and the body temperature drops rapidly. When it reached the limit of suffering, a burst of enthusiasm suddenly poured from all over the body, so that in this extreme cold, Du Di'an's senses could not tell whether it was frozen or hot.

But soon, he felt the boiling heat from the body like a volcanic eruption, spreading all over the body, the extreme alternation of cold and hot, making him feel the blood is like a boiling eruption, full of vigorous power, it seems that there are countless muscles in his arm Twist your hair!

"What a strong effect..." Du Di'an was shocked in his heart. This was the first time he absorbed the cold crystals of the mutant sickle walking dead. Unexpectedly, the effect was so remarkable. Not only did the tired energy recover, but the body was full of strength!

In this way, he only experienced it when he successively absorbed dozens of ordinary walking dead cold crystals, but the effect was still not so strong.

After a while, the feeling of boiling blood gradually calmed down.

Du Di'an was still unsure, looking at the remaining Han Jing, and wanted to grab another absorption again, but thought of the end of the left hand, he still stubbornly resisted. If the right hand also loses consciousness, it will be very inconvenient to do things in the future. This time This is the case when fighting a corpse eater. If the arm is unconscious, although it will explode beyond the limit of the limb, it will also damage the body.

And without consciousness, it is extremely difficult to control the power slightly.

"I hope the left hand can recover..." Du Dean prayed secretly in his heart.

After a while, his thoughts returned to his body. Since it was the first time to absorb the cold crystals of the walking sickle of the sickle, it was difficult for him to distinguish whether his absorption ability had been strengthened. It could be distinguished, because he could not determine whether the previous strong effect was caused by absorptive capacity, or the difference of Han Jing itself.

"After tomorrow morning, return to the giant wall, and wait for the recovery of the arm injury. Anyway, now the giant wall channel has been rented, and you can do it at any time. Unlike the past, you need to wait for the consortium to allocate." Du Dian made up his mind, rely on He rested on the wall, closed his eyes gently, and entered a shallow sleep.

The night grew darker.

Nothing happened overnight.

At eleven or twelve in the evening, Du Di'an smelled two or three odors approaching the nearby San Si Li, but it seemed to just pass by and left here along the trajectory.

The next day, the sky was bright.

Du Di'an woke up, the firewood pile had long been extinguished, and the charcoal fire still had the temperature. He took out the dry food and water, preparing to fill his stomach, and when he reached out to grab the metal kettle, he suddenly froze, only to see his fingernails became a little sharp. !

He remembered that he came to the outside of the giant wall and cut his fingernails. His fingers were still good before going to bed yesterday. When he woke up, his nails became longer?And his original nails were oval, but the nails were sharp at the moment, a bit like the claws of a beast.

He suddenly thought of his own magic marks. Could it be said that his three abilities were not strengthened, but inspired new abilities?

But is this new ability the rapid development of nails?

The joy in his heart suddenly became distressed, and many of them were judged to be ordinary magic scars. When they evolved to the second or third stage, they often mutated extremely powerful abilities, and thus the ordinary magic scars were rated as rare magic. Marks, likewise, some rare magic marks may have extremely poor abilities when they evolve in the later period, and thus become ordinary.

It's just that the nails become sharpened and hardened, which is completely ribbed to the point that it can no longer be ribbed.

After all, armor and weapons are the fur and claws forged by humans with wisdom, and they are stronger and sharper than the fur and claws of the creature itself.

"What kind of thing is this?" Du Dean was speechless and poked his linen backpack with his finger, but did not pierce it. The bitterness in his heart was more intense. The mood of returning for a while was gone. Sitting for a long time, he gradually disappeared. Accepting this fact, he grabbed the kettle and poured two sips, only to feel bitter in his mouth, shook his head, and no longer thought about it, just as this ability did not exist, relying on dark vision and super smell, like ordinary intermediate hunters Comparable, the most important thing is that you have the ability to absorb cold crystals, which can help you evolve quickly.

Thinking of this, he got a little comfort in his heart, ready to get up and leave. Suddenly, there was water flowing out of his palm, pulling his thoughts back, and he was startled. When he looked away, he found that the kettle was broken.

When it was really raining in the house every day, Du Dian secretly called out of luck. He was suddenly hit by electro-optics in vain. The whole person was stunned, then his eyes widened and he looked at the kettle again.

I saw water gurgling from the crack at the edge of the pot, and this broken hole was where my fingers were holding. At this moment, my fingernails did not enter the kettle!

Pierce the metal?!

Du Di'an's thinking was a bit overwhelming, and the cloth couldn't pierce, how could it puncture the metal?

Immediately he moved his finger to scratch the edge of the kettle, and he was shocked to see that this metal kettle was like a piece of paper, easily cut under his nails!

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It's a little late, I haven't slept for a long time, the code word efficiency is too low, the third is sent at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, tomorrow weekend, only three chapters.Monthly ticket still owes five changes, and there is an update of the leader's reward. After the state is adjusted, two six changes can quickly catch up, express anxiety~~~