Chapter 110: Suspected Supernatural Power
"ah?"
In the tent, the cowboy with a broken arm never expected that after all the suffering he had endured, he would encounter such a good thing.
He took the Soul Gathering Pill handed to him by Jiang Xia, looked at Jiang Xia's smile again, and finally looked at the ball of glowing ashes. Without hesitating for long, he swallowed the Soul Gathering Pill in one gulp.
This is the kindness from a witch hunter and a gift from a bloodline.
He is an ordinary person.
I don't have the ability, nor do I dare to refuse this gift.
As soon as the smooth pill entered his mouth, a strong medicinal aroma emanated and a warm current rushed into his body, causing him to groan.
He did not notice the inquiry in Jiang Xia's eyes at this time.
Theoretically, mortals can also eat things like the Soul Gathering Pill.
However, only those with a talent for spiritual practice, after taking it, can, with the help of the medicine and their natural spiritual roots, absorb a bit of and temper their mortal marrow.
If you don't have the talent, eating it will not only not be beneficial to you , but the spiritual energy that is forced into your body will rush into your internal organs, causing you to get sick or have diarrhea.
If one's body is already weak, the outcome will be even worse.
It is possible that the intestines will be punctured and the person will die on the spot.
Cultivators like Ma Tishu and Wang Liufu are able to judge whether a person has the talent for cultivation, but Jiang Xia cannot.
He could only try this stupid method.
After waiting for a minute, I saw the cowboy in front of me had a painful look on his face, his face turned red, as if there was a fire burning in his stomach, and there was also an unseemly sound of gas escaping, which sounded in the tent.
Jiang Xia knew it immediately.
The guy in front of me is not the kind of person who has the talent for cultivation.
But it is a very qualified test product.
"May I have your name?"
Jiang Xia raised the bag of ashes in his hand and asked. The cowboy endured the discomfort in his body. He looked at Jiang Xia who stood up and said humbly:
"My name is Huck, sir. Huck J. Johnson."
"boom"
The bag of ashes was thrown in front of Cowboy Huck. Jiang Xia put his hands on his waist and said to him:
"Very well, Huck. Burn it, be bold, and tonight you will become a true bloodline, a witch hunter."
"I, can I really?"
Huck looked at the glowing ashes in front of him. He felt a touch of surprise and at the same time a sense of panic. He stuttered, raised his head and asked.
Jiang Xia said with an encouraging smile:
"Of course you can. Be confident. Follow me, Witch Hunter Hake, and accept your fateful moment."
He said these encouraging and bewitching words.
He reached out, opened the tent, and walked over to the campfire.
Huck, whose shoulder bone was broken, no longer felt the pain in his shoulder with the help of the healing fluid. He hung his arms, tightly grasping the bag of ashes, and followed the Eastern witch hunter Lao Jiang out.
At this moment, a gust of wind blew through the forest. As the wind died down, Liu Hui, wearing a hood, also walked out of the darkness, with four small bags in the wolf demon's hands.
Without saying anything, he threw the bag at Jiang Xia's feet.
Inside were four brighter embers.
"I wandered around the forest and killed four monsters I found."
The wolf demon said in a relaxed tone:
"They are easy to deal with. The most powerful among them is only at the level of a demon soldier.
But you guessed right, boss. Although these monsters with strange abilities do not have evil spirits, they do have alienated spiritual powers.
It seems like the spiritual power has been contaminated.
After they are killed, the spiritual energy will be purified.
The remaining ashes contain the purified spiritual energy, but there is still a trace of pollution. If a mortal touches it rashly, the consequences will definitely not be good."
"Well, that's great ."
Jiang Xia looked at the four ashes under his feet, turned back and hooked his finger at Huck, saying:
"Come on, Huck, don't use that weak ash, come and pick one, my fellow witch hunter, I've brought you a better choice."
Hake, who was rubbing his stomach and breathing heavily, was a little dazed for a moment.
He looked at the ashes in his hand, then at the four piles of ashes under Jiang Xia's feet. Just a few hours ago, he and his brothers were still fighting for the bounty that could be exchanged for a pile of ashes.
Even the ashes of the weakest fifth-level monster can be exchanged for a bounty that is enough for four families to use for several months at the headquarters of the Vaslo Witch Hunting Society.
But now, this Eastern witch hunter who claimed to have lost his memory and his companions had obtained four better ashes in such a short time.
Huck once saw an old hunter submitting ashes at the witch hunting club’s headquarters. It was a third-class monster that had been killed.
The light from the ashes was as bright as the light from the ashes under Jiang Xia's feet.
In other words, Jiang Xia's hooded companion killed a third-level monster and three fourth-level monsters without any injury in this short period of time?
This kind of strength.
Grandmaster!
It must be the witch hunter!
With awe, he took a few steps forward and took the brightest piece of ash from Jiang Xia's feet. Just as he was about to thank him, when he looked up, he saw Liu Hui's face under the hood.
Black and grey mane, a long wolf mouth, sharp teeth sticking out of the lips, a right eye with a strange eye patch, and a left eye with bright, chilling animal pupils.
"ah!"
Huck was startled, and the cowboy shouted:
"Monster, this is a monster!"
"Snapped"
His shouting aroused Liu Hui's dissatisfaction. The wolf demon slapped him to the ground with one claw and said angrily:
"I'm not!"
"It's not, it's my companion, a... well, a good werewolf, what? Haven't you Westerners ever seen a werewolf?"
Jiang Xia said casually:
"There are a lot of these things in our East. Don't make a fuss. Go and light the ashes!"
Huck was evidently filled with fear.
He knew that monsters, whether they were beasts or humans, would undergo physical changes after being infected by the red moon, and there was indeed news that said so.
In the northern part of Fuxi County, a group of alienated werewolf monsters occupied an abandoned castle.
But he had never seen it in person.
It was a high-risk area, not a place for ordinary people like him to go.
However, looking at this werewolf witch hunter in front of him, he can not only speak, but is also so familiar with the witch hunters from the East. Even though they look similar, maybe they are not him, right?
With this doubt, under the gaze of others, Huck took a deep breath, raised the ashes in his hand and sprinkled them on the bonfire in front of him.
"Crash"
The moment the bright embers touched the bonfire, they began to burn again.
It exuded a gathering and dispersing aura that enveloped the campfire, as if covering the flames with a layer of warm light, but the color turned into an ominous dark red.
It looks weird no matter how you look at it.
Liu Hui held her paws with great interest, looking at the ritual of this other world, and Su quietly turned on the camera of his prosthetic body to record this exotic scene.
When the time comes, I will take it back to broaden the horizons of my brothers.
Hanhan was not interested in all this. He lowered his head and enjoyed the browned steamed bun and the fragrant dried meat in it.
“Touch it!”
Jiang Xia saw Huck standing by the campfire, looking a little timid, and immediately said in dissatisfaction:
"What you desire is right in front of you, but you don't have the courage to grab it. Perhaps my assessment of you is wrong, Huck. You are not the fresh blood that the witch hunter group needs.
But your brothers are buried here because of your incompetence, and their souls are still watching you. Will you disappoint them a second time?"
"I……"
Huck, the cowboy, was a little excited by Jiang Xia's words. He thought about what happened to him and how he relied on ordinary people to join the witch hunting business.
In addition to the worship of witch hunters, it is more about giving their families a good life.
Now that Matt and Bob are dead, the livelihoods of their two families will fall on me. If I don't want to see my best friend's family displaced, I don't want to see my best friend's wife abandon her dignity for the sake of life.
He has to make a choice.
He must have the responsibilities that a man should have, and he cannot protect them with his ordinary identity.
Thinking of this, Huck gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, breathed heavily, stretched out his one arm, and grabbed the burning red flame in front of him.
"ah!"
A shrill scream sounded beside the campfire at this moment. The frightened Niu Hanhan shook his hands and almost dropped his food on the ground. He looked back and saw Huck curled up on the ground.
The dark red light wrapped in the flames was flowing along his hand and into his body, like a layer of gauze wrapped around him.
He is shaking.
Even though he was mentally prepared, this kind of pain would still knock him down in an instant.
"The flame is just a vehicle."
Beside Jiang Xia, Liu Hui whispered:
“It carries the outflowing spiritual energy and shapes it into the appearance of flames, but its essence is still spiritual energy. When he touches it, it activates it, just like the process of me washing your marrow.
That alienated spiritual power is also rapidly strengthening his body... Huh? Not right!"
The wolf demon's voice became solemn. It stared at the trembling Hake. Its right eye seemed to see through the man's skin and flesh. It said:
“That spiritual power is transforming his body!
The position of his organs was moving, much like the process of monsters transforming, his body was being shaped into another form. Hearing his howls, he couldn't hold on any longer! "
"Why else do you think I'm spending so much effort on this?"
Jiang Xia stepped forward, reached out to hold down the trembling cowboy, and stuffed a piece of wood into his mouth to prevent him from biting off his tongue in pain.
"Su, give him a sedative!"
Lao Jiang shouted, and Su immediately stepped forward and injected a dose of anesthetic into the cowboy's body.
The highly potent anesthetic from the wasteland made Huck quickly pass out in severe pain, but his body was still shaking.
Jiang Xia maintained the pressing posture and it took a lot of effort to hold Huck down.
He then told Liu Hui what he had just heard from Hake about the ashes and the bloodline people. The wolf demon shook its big tail and listened to it as if it were a story.
it says:
"That's not right. How can it be possible for polluted spiritual energy to do such a thing? And it can also transfer the power of monsters? It doesn't sound reliable."
"But it really exists. Perhaps it is a 'specialty' of this world..."
Jiang Xia narrowed his eyes and said:
"Let's see the results first. If this process can really work on ordinary people, then we will make a lot of money on this trip."
"His body transformation is almost stopped."
The wolf demon squatted down, used his claws to open the cowboy's eyelids, looked at the scattered and lifeless light in his eyes, curled his lips, and said:
"Fortunately you gave him anesthesia, otherwise given his condition, he would definitely be driven crazy by the pain and there was no way he would have survived."
“But he met us, so he was lucky.”
Jiang Xia smiled, moved the left arm that was pressing down on the cowboy, stood up, and took a step back.
That dark red, strange, flame-like energy was still entangled with the cowboy, but as time went by, it dissipated as if it had been extinguished.
The unconscious cowboy looked like he had just walked out of a fire.
His whole body was emitting white gas, and even in a deep coma, his breathing became low, as if he was having a nightmare, and his body was twitching.
Jiang Xia noticed that his shoulder, which had been crushed before, was also repaired by this strange process.
“I did it!”
Nearly an hour later, after Lao Jiang bent down and roughly slapped the cowboy three times using the "physical awakening method", the sleepy cowboy opened his eyes as if in a dream.
With a weak tone, he placed his hands, which were emitting hot smoke, in front of his eyes and said in a dreamlike voice:
"I had a horrible dream. I felt it. When I couldn't hold on any longer, it was the magic potion that the master injected me with that helped me fall asleep and numbed the excruciating pain, which helped me to get through it.
I……
I am a bloodline person now."
"What is your bloodline?"
Jiang Xia said in a gentle voice:
"Play around a bit, let me see."
"Oh, wait a minute, Master, let me get familiar with it first. I can feel it, it's inside my body."
Harkless got up, wiped the sweat off his face, moved his sticky body uncomfortably, then turned around and closed his eyes.
It seems like he is feeling the new abilities in his body.
It took him a while to get the feel of it.
As Jiang Xia and others watched, as Huck raised his hands, a layer of dark, fine scales grew on his skin, as if extending from the subcutaneous tissue.
After a few seconds, the cowboy turned into a scaly monster, but still maintained his human form.
"This is."
The cowboy said in a muffled voice:
"With the power from the armored rat monster, I feel like I can kill a bull with one punch..."
"Shua"
Jiang Xia pulled out his revolver.
Before Huck could finish his words, he raised his hand, aimed, and pulled the trigger.
With a bang, the large-caliber bullet hit Huck's forehead, hit the scales, produced a streak of sparks, and left a scratch. The bullet knocked Huck's head back, and he took two steps back, startled.
He even forgot to scream and could only stare stupidly at the muzzle of the gun that was still emitting smoke.
But then, he understood.
The master didn't want to kill him, but to test his ability!
"nice."
Jiang Xia nodded with satisfaction. He looked at the four bags of ashes at his feet and became happy. This expedition went very smoothly.
He had only been here a few hours and he had already found what he desperately needed.
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Xia picked up the ashes and turned around to see Liu Hui staring at the ecstatic Hake with a strange look, so he asked:
"Any questions?"
“There is a problem…”
The wolf demon took the ashes from Jiang Xia's hand with a complicated tone. It looked at the scales on Hake's body and said uncertainly:
"Boss, do you remember the magical powers of monsters and goblins that I told you about a few days ago? I think the scales on his body are very similar to..."
