Dark Demon Warlock

There is an underground professional circle in Pudera City, which was established by some low-ranking wild professionals to exchange information.

The resources and knowledge you get are not necessarily in line with your own path, so you need a platform for exchange.

This is how the circle was born.

Over the years, this underground professional circle has become semi-public.

Everyone knows it, including the government and several churches, but no one stopped it, and even many newcomers from the government and churches joined.

After all, this circle is only for exchanging needs, it is a very loose organization, there is no threat to any force, and occasionally there will be surprises, so everyone also tacitly accepts the existence of this circle.

Because it has been semi-public, it is easy for newcomers to inquire about the existence of the circle.

For newcomers, this kind of platform is undoubtedly a very good transition, and almost no one will refuse to join.

April Joel was part of that circle.

In his mind, it will be a matter of time before Yate joins this circle.

So take it easy.

If it doesn't work, you can go to Moya University to find out.

At present, he is more concerned about being offered a reward.

It's not that I'm afraid, but I want to know if it's what I think.

Thinking that he might miss a very valuable extraordinary item, he couldn't help feeling distressed.

Extraordinary items are expensive!

At that time, although he mistakenly thought that Art was fishing, none of the few items gave him the feeling of extraordinary items, so he didn't care.

It's too late to regret now.

If you were any wild professional, you would feel the same as him.

However, he didn't have the intention of murdering and stealing goods, but he was unwilling and jealous.

...

"Teacher, I'm going back."

"Um."

When Art left the resting professor's house, the night had already fallen, and a round of bright moon hung high in the night sky, shedding cold moonlight.

From time to time, a gust of night wind blows past, piercing into people's collars and cuffs, making people shiver with cold.

The weather in Pudera is like this. It is already mid-February, and it is still unbearably cold and humid.

He was slightly taller and leaner than he was a week ago.

Attributes have all been restored!

Name: [Art Tavel (Zhuang Zhou)]

Status: [Health]

Occupation: [Demon Warlock]

Class: [1]

Bloodline: [Abyss (0.03%), Human (94.97%), Unknown (5%)]

Attributes: strength [16.9 (15.4+1.5)], agility [20.9 (19+1.9)], physical strength [23.5 (21.4+2.1)], intelligence [15.8 (14.4+1.4)], spirit [44.6 (36+5+) 3.6)], life [235 (235)], mana [446 (446)]

Skills: [Battle Skills (Superficial)], [Devil Contract (Unique)], [Moon Phase Meditation (12%)], [Ancient Chinese Research (Superficial)], [Moon Walker (Elementary)]

Under the moonlight, the Moon Walker skill takes effect, and all attributes increase by 10%.

To his surprise, this increase is also effective for intelligence attributes!

So powerful.

In addition, because he carried the rattan bracelet with him, his mental value increased by 5.

The new skill "Battle Skill" is the skill he learned from the Son of Night inheritance.

Because I only learned superficiality, I am embarrassed to use the name "Children of the Night", so I simply call it combat skills.

The progress of study and practice is very satisfactory.

During this period of time, he did not participate in the sacrificial ceremony anymore, but studied steadily.

After Professor Hughes tested his progress every day, he explained some knowledge to him, arranged the work, and devoted himself to the mural research.

There are a lot of signs of madness.

Unfortunately, there is still no progress.

During this period, Trolpo came again twice, looking very anxious.

He knew his own weight, and upholding the strategy from the heart, he didn't care about this matter, let alone participate.

Even curious.

Study during the day and practice at night.

The progress of cultivation was much faster than he expected.

Originally thought that it would take at least a month to see the initial results, but unexpectedly, he still underestimated his own excellence.

Well, I underestimated the power of professionals!

In just one week, he has managed to lift weights as lightly as possible, and has meticulous control over strength.

The house he rented was a single-family bungalow with a small yard, and now one wall is full of chopped firewood.

From the unevenness at the bottom, the more neat it goes up, to the top two layers of firewood, the length and width are almost the same!

At least it's hard to see the difference with the naked eye.

But as early as the day before yesterday, he had stopped chopping firewood and cut paper instead.

It is to knead a piece of paper into a ball and put it on a wooden stake, and split the paper ball by chopping wood.

At first, I learned to restrain my strength to ensure that the paper ball would not be blown away by the wind brought by the axe.

It would be easy if he dropped the ax slowly, but he didn't slow down, and he still had the same strength as when chopping wood.

If there is no inheritance from the Children of the Night, he does not know how long it would have taken him to figure out the skills in it, but now it only takes one day to learn it!

After changing to dropping the ax yesterday, I tried to only split the paper ball without touching the wooden stake.

This is the precise control of power.

Just like retracting the fist is for a more powerful counterattack, restraining and precisely controlling the force is also for a more violent explosion.

He can clearly feel that his current state is like the legendary "raising sword" and "raising sword".

Not as powerful, but similar in effect.

When he no longer restrains himself, he will definitely be able to unleash his current peak axe.

Even beyond their own strength!

However, because his own strength and skills are too low, he cannot store energy for a long time.

It is much more difficult to raise a sword for 10 years than to practice it for 10 years!

He can only do it for 2 days.

Get ready to summon zombies tonight.

This ceremony must not be performed in one's own home.

He has already stepped on it, in an abandoned church in the outer city.

As long as there are no docks or warehouses in the outer city, there will be no patrolling personnel. This church is not very far from where he lives, but it is a very remote corner. There are no residents around, and even homeless people will not come here.

It's just that the candles used in the ceremony made him feel a little distressed.

I don't know if we will be able to break even.

After 9 o'clock in the evening, the city of Pudra will gradually return to silence.

After 0 o'clock, almost no decent people walk anymore.

Coincidentally, on the eclipse of the moon, Yate quietly left the house with some belongings.

Without any accidents, I arrived at the church smoothly all the way.

It is no longer possible to tell which god's church it is, with dust accumulation, spider webs spreading, and traces of rat activity, it can be regarded as a scene of a horror movie.

Even homeless people wouldn't live in an abandoned church like this.

That is to say, the statue in the church is no longer there, otherwise he would not have chosen this place.

Quick fix.

After arriving at the main hall of the church, the rituals began to be arranged immediately.

The windows had long since lost their glass, and the moonlight poured in, illuminating half of the hall.

Perhaps because of the atmosphere, the church looked even more gloomy when the bright moonlight shone in.

In this empty and silent environment, every sound seemed to be amplified.

There's even an echo.