The endlessly flowing 'Blood River' collided with the Southern Lost Spirit dium.
At least, it seed that way.
However, the Blood Marquis controlling the 'Blood River' clearly felt that his self-created secret technique 'Blood River' had slid away!
Whether it was the impact or the negative energy condensed from the fresh blood inside...
All slid away!
Like a person rushing towards a lake in the dead of winter, trying to catch fish with their hands but being blocked by the ice surface, while slipping on it entirely.
The puzzled Blood Marquis squinted his eyes.
"Interesting."
The Blood Marquis evaluated with a superior deanor.
In the eyes of this Blood Marquis, Arthur had obviously used a 'trick' similar to the Old Lion's thod, but the only difference was that Arthur's thod was more clever.
Just like back in the day...
Charlie!
Thinking about the man who deceived him twenty-six tis, unstoppable anger welled up in the Blood Marquis' heart.
The originally overlooking posture imdiately turned tense and gritted.
"Die!"
The Blood Marquis growled with resentnt.
Suddenly, 120,000 creatures within the 'Blood River' began to wail together—
Ahhhhh!
Mournful, filled with the unwillingness, anger, and venom at the mont of death.
Transford into the most terrifying and soul-stirring power.
'Curse'!
This curse power transford from intangible to tangible, pitch-black and constantly surging.
The next mont, it shrouded the sunlight.
A nacing head erged from the darkness.
Its opened mouth filled with fangs, viciously biting towards Arthur.
Then—
Ka!
The sharp teeth collided, a crisp sound, as the nacing black head 'bit' into empty space.
No!
To be precise, the teeth with the head slid away.
Ka ka ka!
Three tis in a row, each ti sliding away.
Roar!
The 'Curse Power' suddenly exploded, transforming into strands of fine black lines, drilling towards the pores on Arthur's skin.
In just an instant, it enveloped Arthur, forming a black 'cocoon'.
However, the Blood Marquis frowned tightly.
Because, all the 'Curse Power' slid away.
Not a single bit entered Arthur's body.
No!
Not a single bit was tainted.
'Is this power derived from 'Fresh Blood', a power within a transformation of quantity?
Could it actually be curse power!'
Arthur marveled in his heart.
Yet, there wasn't the slightest hint of panic in his expression.
Because, he was under the Force Field of [Gliding Technique].
No longer was it Lv1 [Gliding Technique].
But Lv5 tier, and upon upgrading to Lv4, a great breakthrough consuming 100,000 XP happened in [Gliding Technique].
[Gliding Technique Lv5: Initially erging as a secret technique created by Hercules to navigate the Empire's long winters, making himself stand out among his marble-playing peers, it originally only made the Empire's library librarian's walking effortless, but everything changed with level advancent; especially when reaching Lv5, practitioners could 'slide' away attacks filled with malice, and even ti and destiny started failing to lock onto you]
[Effect: 1, Gliding; 2, Untainted]
[Gliding: You can remain motionless with your feet and glide like ice skating swiftly over ground, water surface, or sky, quick and effortless]
[Untainted: As long as your physical strength is sufficiently plentiful and spirituality is adequately keen, anything impacting you will be rejected]
(Note 1: Unaffected by external malice, however self-generated emotions cannot be rejected by Untainted)
(Note 2: Already capped at this skill level limit)
...
Just as Arthur initially guessed, [Gliding Technique] indeed violated so sort of rule.
Especially as its level increased, this effect beca increasingly evident.
Of course, acquiring a recent considerable amount of XP ant choosing [Gliding Technique] wasn't due to this previous assumption, but because of intuition.
Brought about by 59.1 points of [Spirituality].
And to upgrade [Gliding Technique], Arthur's accumulated 120,000 XP points were completely depleted.
However, eliminating the 'Old Lion' brought him even greater gains.
[Eliminate Severus Hamlet (Marshal Puppet V Stage. Extre), XP 150,000]
...
Standing within the cocoon ford by the 'Curse Power', Arthur assessed the consumption of physical strength.
Not too large.
Sufficiently like jogging.
If controlled well, he could sustain it for a long ti.
However, passively getting hit was not what Arthur wanted.
And his intuition told him, the existing secret techniques, talent could cause great trouble for the Blood Marquis, but it's insufficient to truly kill the Blood Marquis.
Therefore, the young Spirit dium turned his gaze once more to his skill tab.
Relying on intuition, Arthur quickly locked onto two skills.
[Abdul's Pyrokinesis]!
[Wand Combat Technique]!
Similarly, these two secret techniques also required substantial XP when promoting from Lv4 to Lv5, belonging to the type involving a significant breakthrough.
Each secret technique advancing to Lv5 requires 50,000 XP points.
Previously for Arthur, this was an intolerable figure.
But now?
Plentiful!
[Abdul's Pyrokinesis Lv5: Abdul, stuck in the 'Fire Control Technique' topic bottleneck for ten years, encountered a breakthrough in his seventh year after leaving his ntor, the court jester 'Harrington'.
After witnessing the dance of fireflies, underwater volcanic eruptions, and teors crossing the night sky, Abdul found his unique direction.
Seizing this opportunity, Abdul was truly divorced from the realm of mortals, earning the title of 'Fire Monarch']
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