anwhile, Chiron having scrolled through the different abilities had co to understand that so complinted the others, and a use of so would not allow him access to the others, not until he managed to reach the god realm at least.
Also, a significant amount of them had very crazy conditions.
but so were more attractive than others. Chiron did not mind using the cursed blood ability that allowed him curse other peoples blood, such that he always knew their locations and could even kill them remotely.
But right now, such an ability did not serve his need well. This was the sa thing for the Bloodlust that allowed him more fighting prowess when is Bloodlust increased.
After all, there was such a skill, Berseker, which frankly, he had nearly forgotten he had until this mont. the two of them had sucxh in similarity.
Chiron needed sothing more. he believed that power was only as useful as the ability of its user.
aning that if it was in chaotic hands, then it would beco chaotic. And that if it was in gifted hands, then it would beco a gift.
power was like liquid that was without form unless through the the container that was the individual, but that did not an that all liquids were the sa or had the sa function. for example, water could be used to quench fire, but Alcohol was used to increase it.
This was the sa thing with Whale oil.
aning that the kind of liquid was most important.
Chiron closed his eyes a little. He was about to face literal monsters. Even he had to admit that it was a mix of his cunny and the knowledge that he had of this world that had saved his life up till this point.
But the future knbowledge that he had of this world was already running out. In fact, events that were not supposed to hapen until at least another eighty to hundred years from now had been pulled closer as a result of his existence and the changes that he had made.
this advantage that he had was fast running out.
chiron could not help but flash back to the face of the Seer. Even after borrowing the power of the heavens against that woman. power that was able to split a continent in two, she had still survived.
Even chiron could not help but have cold sweat run down his back. That woman was a terrifying opponent, and she was thousands of years old. This was not sothing that Chiron could beat.
Whether it was the mories of this world, combined with his own, he was not more than a hundred years, at most a hundred and thirty.
There was also the fact that this was her world. she had soldiers, the fate family which contained so Fingers of solitude.
The uncrowned clown had nearly made him look like a fool in their last exchange. Such a thing was not sothing that Chiron could let slide.
He had to even the playing field so how. And then his eyes settled on a skill. Just the sight of it made him smile. After all, with this skill, he might even be able to challenge the gods.
Chiron was not a person that believed that he had achieved the things that he had because of his fist. NO! it was because of his brain and his relentless determination to stand on top of it all.
That brain of his sparked up with light the mont he looked at this skill.
It was called HEMOPHAGE.
**The cursed absorbs mories, skills, or knowledge from the blood they consu.
This was a very good one. After all, if he managed to take in the blood of those that bleed, he would therefore be able to feed on their skills and knowledge.
Chiron could not help but imagine what it would be like if he took the blood of a person like the Seer. The rich knowledge that she had from her thousands of years of existence would all beco his.
This would also include her skills and all that and killing her would be a much easier process. With such knowledge, he could even end the entire Holy church and all the other power houses.
But then there was the fact that he had to make the person bleed.
Chiron rembered his last battle with the Seer. back then, he had managed to make her bleed, but that was at the sacrifice of a lot of power and progress that he had made.
Even he was not so delusional to think that such conditions could effectively repeat themselves.
But of course, now, he had inherited a rich amount from Manu madayaki and could even...
Chiron’s thoughts suddenly paused a bit as he realized sothing. He dug into his mind. He had indeed absorb manu’s mories, but as he rummaged through them, he noticed that the mories that were in his head were those that were of this world.
He rembered when Manu Madayaki had co to this world, and then the different atrocities that he had committed for many years, and the disgusting life he had.
He even could recall the ti in Prison in the Fog of unbounded demise, the pain that manu madayaki gad felt, and the tis that he had nearly fallen o insanity, only to be pulled back by his will power again and again.
He also, rembered the inhumane experints that D3 had carried out on manu’s soul and that was how the precious land spirit had discovered manu’s weakness. But for so reason that he could not put his finger on, he could not just recall more. Read new chapters at .Côm
It was like everything about the world before this one was covered in a fog. No matter how chiron tried to, it was empty.
He knew that Manu had a god father, but he could not even recall what his voice sounded like.
This was not only surprising to know, but in a way, scary. Why could he not just rember?
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