nagpurpolice Chapter 206 Advancement in Strength and Painful Deception
Chapter 206 Advancement in Strength and Painful Deception
Chapter 206 Advancement in Strength and Painful Deception
Kane gave a faint smile.
On the panel that only he could see, countless tiny prompts were constantly appearing.
[Verification: After prolonged electrical stimulation, your Constitution +3 and Strength +2]
[Verification: After prolonged electrical stimulation, your Constitution +2 and Agility +1]
[Verification: After prolonged electrical stimulation, your physical condition has increased by 1]
Such prompts popped up densely, more than a dozen in a row.
In the end, the numerical bonuses become increasingly weak and gradually fade into insignificance.
Yesterday he had tried to boost his attributes with electric shocks, but to no avail.
It was later discovered that the method of electric shock was incorrect.
To improve physical fitness, you should focus on strengthening the muscle groups in your limbs, legs, and sides of your torso.
To improve agility, targeted stimulation of the spinal nerves and joints is necessary.
So he divided the electric current generated by the magic trick, no longer limiting it to stimulating the area around the heart, but instead stimulating all the muscles in the body at the same time.
Not long after, the first notification popped up on the panel.
It's clear that muscle stimulation led to the attribute boost.
After seeing the attribute prompt, he used his immortality to quickly recover from his injuries.
Perhaps because the body is quantified, even though the body was repaired by the ability to be immortal.
The previously acquired attribute bonuses have been retained.
So he persisted and repeatedly administered electric shocks.
Through repeated cycles, physical fitness steadily improves.
By the time Logan Susas pushed open the door and came in, the stimulation from the electric shock had gradually weakened.
The attribute bonuses that can be obtained have also been reduced to a very low level, with only 1 point of constitution added in the end.
Kane looked at Logan Susas, who was completely bewildered.
He thanked her, took the plate from her, and began to wolf down his food.
Logan Susas was filled with doubt as he scanned his surroundings.
Apart from a faint smell of burnt meat in the air, there was nothing unusual.
Looking at Kane again, his body was still normal, showing no signs of having undergone self-harm.
Just then, her gaze fell on the electric claw on the table. She immediately recognized it as a zero-ring magic trick and asked in confusion, "So, you've been going without food and water for so long just to learn this trick?"
Kane remained noncommittal: "Anyway, thank you."
"Hmph, you're welcome."
Logan Susas frowned.
"Some spellcasters are simply not suited to certain spells. In such cases, it is generally not recommended to force yourself to study them. It is better to switch to another spell."
Master Kane, you should understand this principle.
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Kane nodded and asked, "Is this afternoon convenient?"
Logan Susas, recalling his mentor's words, frowned and looked at him. "What do you want to do?"
"I want you to control a corpse servant and fight against me once."
Logan Susas's eyes widened in even greater confusion: "You know I'm no match for you, are you trying to show off your strength?"
"No, don't misunderstand, let me explain," Kane said with a smile.
Logan Susas listened patiently, but the doubt on his face did not diminish at all.
Deep within the Necromancer's Chamber.
Kane and Logan Sussas traveled through a gloomy graveyard before finally arriving at an open space.
The place is eerily gloomy, filled with a thick layer of negative energy that sends chills down your spine.
Along the way, not a single person was seen, only a thick fog that lingered in the air.
After the two stopped, Kane looked at Logan Susas and asked directly, "Where are the Corpse Servants?"
Logan Susas frowned, took out a bone flute, and began to play it softly.
A moment later, two skeletal hands slowly emerged from the graveyard, followed by two skeletons slowly crawling out.
Clad in tattered armor, wielding rusty one-handed swords and shields, with ghostly blue flames flickering in their eye sockets, they slowly approached—
Logan Susas and his companions all aimed at Kane.
"Unlike ordinary corpse servants, skeletons do not require special care to maintain their physical bodies, but their strength is also relatively weak."
Logan Susas began to explain.
"However, these two skeletons were grassland mercenaries in their lifetime. They have large frames and considerable strength, which is exactly the level of a first-tier warrior that you requested."
She watched Kane warming up and taking out the wooden sword from his waist, and couldn't help but ask, "Your melee skills are already comparable to a Tier 2 Wanderer, so why did you choose to experiment on Tier 1 Skeleton Soldiers?"
Kane looked at the equipment and thick bones on the skeleton and smiled faintly: "It's different."
"no the same?"
Logan Susas was completely puzzled, but Kane offered no further explanation.
In fact, when he escaped the Demon Cult's stronghold, he had already fought a Silent Killer of the first-tier Wanderer level with the strength of an apprentice.
However, the core attribute of the Wanderer is agility rather than strength, so the difference between the two is not that great.
In addition, he can quietly repair the internal muscle injuries caused by each collision thanks to his immortality.
It's equivalent to barely winning by enduring the opponent's attacks while being injured.
Later, upon arriving at the city of Nord War, he modified his water manipulation technique into blood acceleration, which allowed him to truly unleash the power of a second-tier wanderer.
With his immortality, he was even able to briefly restrain a drow warrior of the third-tier wanderer level.
But all of this was ultimately achieved through trickery.
His basic physical fitness remained essentially unchanged on the stats panel.
Intelligence reaches the level of a second-tier spellcaster, agility and perception are at the level of a first-tier wanderer, and physique and strength barely squeeze into the first tier.
But after this period of electric shock stimulation, everything changed.
Intelligence and perception remain unchanged, but physical fitness, agility, and strength have all improved significantly.
It can be said that they have all crossed half a level and reached the first level.
Kane's eyes flickered slightly as he looked at Logan Susas, who still seemed to only half understand, and said in a deep voice, "Let your skeleton soldiers do the work."
Logan Susas didn't ask any more questions and simply gave the skeleton soldiers two orders.
The skeleton soldier, who had been a mercenary on the grasslands in life, immediately began to stride forward, his bones rubbing together with a "crackling" sound, and dirt falling from his body.
Immediately afterwards, the two skeleton soldiers slowly approached Kane together, their eerie blue flames flickering in their eye sockets, exuding a chilling aura.
Kane gazed at them, thinking to himself, "I can't use my blood to accelerate; I need to test my own basic strength first."
He stomped his foot, and with the aid of the Susas Curved Blade Technique, his right-hand wooden sword slashed diagonally.
With a "crack," it precisely collided with the rusty one-handed sword in the hand of one of the skeleton soldiers.
Surprisingly, the rusty one-handed sword was shaken and recoiled slightly.
"As expected, skeleton soldiers are among the weaker types of first-tier warriors, while my basic strength is already enough to contend with a first-tier warrior."
Kane secretly made his own calculations.
Just then, another skeleton soldier thrust his sword back at him. He dodged sharply to the side and then swung his sword heavily, smashing it into the opponent's shield.
The skeleton soldier was knocked back heavily, its bones creaking under the strain, as if it were about to fall apart at any moment.
Seeing this, Kane stepped forward and launched a continuous attack.
This time, he didn't use any footwork techniques, relying purely on brute force, like an ordinary person with no combat experience, using only strength to force the skeleton soldiers back step by step.
Seeing this, Logan Susas frowned, his mind filled with doubt:
What exactly is he doing?
Previously in the arena, Kane's agile and nimble skills overwhelmed her two second-tier corpse servants, ultimately leading to their defeat.
But now, in the graveyard, he was fighting against two Tier 1 warrior skeletons, and his fighting style was as crude as an ordinary person's, without any method whatsoever.
"What a waste of time." Logan Susas thought to himself with dissatisfaction, his fingertips twitching slightly as several black magical lights flashed by.
In an instant, the two skeleton soldiers that Kane had forced back suddenly increased in speed and strength, faintly approaching the level of first-tier elites, and had already touched the threshold of second-tier.
Kane was initially slightly slow to react and was knocked back two steps by the skeleton soldiers' fierce attack, but he quickly regained his footing and engaged in a back-and-forth battle with the skeleton soldiers.
Something's not right.
Logan Sussas finally noticed something unusual in her eyes. She keenly observed that Kane's movements were initially extremely stiff, as if he were adapting to a completely new body.
But as the battle continued, his movements became more and more fluid and swift, until finally he was completely like a proper Tier 1 warrior.
The moves are simple, yet steady and powerful.
On the other side, Kane had completely mastered his newly enhanced strength and agility attributes, and a look of understanding appeared on his face.
His recent encounter with the skeleton soldiers clearly confirmed his own melee capabilities:
Even without using his blood to accelerate, his agility remains at the level of a first-tier wanderer, but it is already among the top levels.
And his strength has also improved considerably.
All of this is simply due to the inherent qualities of his physical body.
"Then, let's try accelerating blood flow."
Kane's eyes flashed as he watched the skeleton soldier swinging his shield at him. Instead of retreating, he advanced and slashed at the shield with his wooden sword.
"Bang""
The loud noise echoed through the empty cemetery, and Logan Susas's face instantly showed surprise.
In that collision, Kane's wooden sword snapped in two, while the skeleton soldier's shield was dented in the center.
Immediately afterwards, the skeleton's frame crumbled, especially the arm bones, which broke into several pieces, as if it had been struck by a tremendous force.
"This is—" Logan Susas finally put away his contempt and his expression became serious.
She had only seen such destructive power on the corpse servants of the third-tier wanderers under her mentor's command, especially the corpse servant with the superior martial arts skills.
After all, being able to destroy a Tier 1 elite skeleton in a single head-on collision is not something that can be achieved simply by crossing over one tier.
Kane slowly clenched his fist, feeling the surging power within him, and he already had a sense of what was going on.
He understood his situation better than Logan Susas:
After all-around attribute enhancements, his strength alone, relying solely on blood acceleration, can reach the level of a first-tier warrior, and his speed is already halfway to the third-tier threshold.
Overall, he can barely be considered a pseudo-third-order wanderer.
"In this way, we will have a much better chance of success in what we do next."
Kane thought to himself.
Logan Susas looked at him and said helplessly, "You've broken through again, and you're here just to show off?"
"No, you're overthinking it. I have no need to show off to you."
Kane shook his head slightly.
"Hmph, shall we continue testing then?"
"No need," Kane shook his head. "The test has achieved its purpose; now it's time to prepare for the follow-up."
Just then, a chirping sound came from the birds.
Logan Susas looked up and saw a cat-headed giant swooping down from mid-air and landing steadily on her arm.
She skillfully fed the cat a nut, then removed the note tied to its leg, unfolded it, and her brows furrowed instantly, her face darkening.
"What's wrong?"
Kane noticed her unusual behavior and asked her a question.
Logan Susas put away the note and said in a deep voice, "Susas Heng has appeared in the Khanate Council, and Grayson has proposed to fill the vacancies of the three deans of Hengshi Chagong Academy."
They're planning to extend their reach into the academy.
Seeing that Kane remained calm, Logan Sussas couldn't help but ask, "You knew all along?"
"This is the first time I've heard of it either, but I expected it."
Kane shook his head.
"Huh?" Logan Susas looked puzzled.
Kane explained, "I learned of this through divination."
"Fortune telling?"
Logan Susas clearly didn't believe it, his eyes filled with suspicion.
She stopped asking questions and looked at Kane, saying, "Since you're prepared, let's go."
The envoy from the Khanate Council, responsible for reading the bill, had arrived at the academy gate under the escort of the army. Accompanying him was a mage who appeared to be a third-tier Hengshi mage; their intentions were clearly hostile.
Kane raised an eyebrow, casually put away the broken wooden sword, and nodded: "Let's go."
On the other side, outside the gate of the magic academy.
The soldiers of the corps stood in dense formation, their armor clanging crisply, their imposing presence overwhelming.
The human wall formed by the soldiers slowly parted towards the side of the fatigue.
A lavishly decorated car slowly drove up and finally stopped in front of the college gate.
"Halt! This is a restricted area of the Mage Academy. Entry is prohibited without permission!"
Simon Norman stood in the doorway and shouted.
Upon hearing this, the other red-robed monks on duty also raised their staffs of varying lengths, pointing them at the chariot with wary expressions.
Seeing that the chariot showed no sign of stopping.
Simon Norman chanted incantations rapidly, and a bolt of lightning struck the ground with a loud bang.
The sack-bearer was startled and suddenly stopped with a screech of his tail. The cart shook violently a few times before it finally regained its balance.
Seeing the mage's unyielding attitude, a seasoned soldier couldn't help but roar, "Mages, show some respect to the Earl!"
Having said that, he drew the curved knife from his waist, his expression fierce.
The other soldiers followed suit, drawing their swords and surrounding the vehicle. The atmosphere instantly froze, and a conflict was about to break out.
"They all live in the public area."
A portly figure slowly stepped down from the carriage; it was none other than Count Lucapak, who had delivered a passionate speech at the Khanate Council.
He looked at Simon Norman with a cold gaze, a mocking sneer curling at the corner of his mouth: "Simon Norman, you are just as repulsive as your brother Dylan Norman, as vulgar as tree worms."
"Same to you."
Simon Norman scoffed and retorted without backing down.
"The Parker family, as an honorary Khan, is no better off than to be so eager to become the Duke's lackeys."
Luca Parker's face instantly turned ashen. He stared intently at the second son of the politician and said coldly, "Since you insist on blocking my way, can I conclude that you are a spy planted in the academy by the Demonic Cult, attempting to obstruct the Khanate Council's decrees from being conveyed to the academy's deans?"
Simon Norman revealed a smug grin and laughed nonchalantly, "So what? You're going to impeach me in the Khanate Council and hold another long and tedious meeting on the issues?"
Go ahead and go, I'll accompany you to the end.
This undisguised mockery made all the monks on duty chuckle.
The Mage Academy is a vassal state of the Kingdom of Susashen. If the royal family and the noble council interfere with the appointment of the dean, it would undoubtedly be a great disgrace to the academy.
Their deliberate interception of the envoy today was intentional, meant to demonstrate the academy's stance.
Luca Parker frowned, his anger burning. He turned to the seasoned soldier and shouted, "Captain Varne, aren't you going to move the coffin?"
Captain Varne, who was singled out, looked extremely displeased.
He drew his sword just now only to show his loyalty to the Earl.
But if he were to actually confront the sorcerer, he knew very well that he would most likely become the scapegoat, which would be a losing proposition.
He gritted his teeth and said, forcing a smile, "My lord, I will immediately send someone to the army headquarters to request authorization—"
"Useless, no need for that."
Luca Parker impatiently interrupted him, then opened the carriage door and bowed respectfully to the hooded man in his forties, Ann, who was following closely behind, saying, "Master, thank you for your trouble."
The middle-aged man nodded slightly, said nothing, and slowly got off the car.
Simon Norman's expression instantly turned serious.
He keenly sensed that this person maintained a restrained aura throughout, with a dense, subtle energy fluctuation surrounding him—the intensity of that fluctuation—
He is very likely a third-tier spellcaster!
The middle-aged man slowly looked at Simon Norman and raised his right arm.
Just as Simon Norman was on high alert, preparing to unleash a defensive spell.
The next moment, a voice that seemed to resonate directly in everyone's hearts suddenly rang out: "Painful Deception!"