Dragon Clan: Retired Death, goes to work to slay dragons

Buzz buzz...

In front of those working instruments.

The figure in the white coat looked so eye-catching.

"What a strange spirit."

Jiang Shouyun manipulated a series of instruments and looked up at the glass container in front of him.

The pair of plain glasses reflected a broken reddish human shape.

Among all the blue spirits, the red one is particularly dazzling.

Based on the observation of the spirit body of that "monster".

He discovered that the spirit body of the "monster" had the characteristics of both humans and some strange creature.

The reason why "monsters" lose their human sanity during battles and develop extremely strong aggression and desire to kill is because the part belonging to that strange creature far exceeds the human part.

Desires such as cruelty, killing, and violence are deeply rooted in the spirit body of that creature.

"It's like a beast getting excited by the smell of blood."

Jiang Shouyun adjusted his glasses, his eyes flashed and he murmured in a low voice: "I have known for a long time that the spirit body can subtly change the body, so it is natural that the body will have an impact on the spirit body, right?"

Half-breed, half-breed...

So that’s what “mixed race” means.

——A "hybrid" of humans and some kind of strange creature.

The strange powers used by hybrids come from that creature.

This should be a power that can be inherited by blood.

The level of strange creatures is obviously higher than that of humans.

"Hybrids can borrow that power because the human spirit is dominant."

Jiang Shouyun took a deep breath and thought: "However, if you become greedy for power and try to stimulate the blood in your body, not only will your body undergo changes, but your spirit body will also be infected by that violent consciousness."

Greed is like the devil.

It silently guides humans to cross that boundary, and finally pushes the greedy into the bottomless abyss. The greedy will lose their human reason and become monsters.

You need to pay for what you get. This is an unchanging truth since ancient times.

But, to some extent...

"Isn't this an evolution?"

Jiang Shouyun looked at the light red spirit body and the blue spirit body next to him, and pulled down the two instrument levers at the same time.

Buzz buzz...sizzle! !

A strange buzzing sound began to reverberate in the space.

Countless light blue spiritual lights began to shine inside the container.

The spirit body, which was originally unable to feel anything, began to tremble violently.

However, the reaction of the light red spirit body is obviously weaker than that of the blue spirit body.

"Sure enough, it's just as I expected."

Comparing the two spirits in the container, Jiang Shouyun nodded with interest: "Compared to the blue spirits of ordinary humans, the red spirits infected by hybrids are more powerful."

In other words, the special power derived from the bloodline will also strengthen the spirit body to a certain extent.

It’s a pity that “Boss Wang” fell on the road of “evolution”.

His fragile human spirit and spirit cannot withstand the erosion of violent desires.

Jiang Shouyun had a bold guess in his mind.

If that bloodline is strong enough.

Maybe even if the body dies, the spirit body can still live.

"Interesting, what an interesting discovery."

With a gentle smile on his face, Jiang Shouyun slowly closed his eyes and said with emotion: "The exploration of truth and the unknown is always so intoxicating, no matter how many times it is carried out."

He always believed in a truth.

Stopping will inevitably lead to precipitation, and precipitation will inevitably lead to corruption. Remember to keep moving forward, and avoid being greedy and lingering in the same place.

From a certain perspective.

Jiang Shouyun and Aizen are "the same kind".

Both of them want to stand higher.

However, one is to gain strength, and the other is to understand the truth.

But now, Jiang Shouyun sees an unknown and new direction forward.

An evolutionary path for the physical body, an evolutionary path different from the God of Death.

"If Aizen knew this, he would definitely be happy about it. After all, he has always wanted to go beyond the limit."

Perhaps out of sarcasm or empathy, Jiang Shouyun chuckled and said, "Now I'm the only one walking on this road alone."

He was actually a little tired of this weak mortal body.

The current physical strength is simply not worthy of the strength of his spiritual body.

Every moment he felt that his soul was imprisoned in a small cage, and even his original strength was limited to a certain extent.

However, Jiang Shouyun was unwilling to give up this body that belonged to him.

Even if he can leave the physical body for a short period of time, or even change into a new body, the other bodies will not fit the spirit body, and will eventually become a drag on the spirit body.

Then, we can only think of ways to strengthen our body.

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Early the next morning, Musashi Kendo Training Center.

Although the name sounds a bit deceptive, it is actually no different from the nearby "Nie Er Piano Training Center", "Sabari Belly Dance Training Center" and "Baishi Landscape Painting Training Center".

They are all profit-making projects run by the Children's Palace.

However, today is the spring enrollment day for the kendo training class.

Every time at this time, in order to show the charm of kendo to children and parents, the kendo training center will hold exhibition matches.

So there were a lot of people here today, most of them parents with their children.

Looking around, there are crowds of people, shoulder to shoulder.

In this case, it stands to reason that the entire training center should be abuzz with people.

At least there will be parents who will point and talk in front of their children.

But the actual situation is not like this.

There was no noise in the entire training center, and even the breathing of the crowd was hard to hear.

Only the sun outside seemed careless, and the air was always sultry and depressing.

Including adults and children.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the center of the field.

Two figures wearing protective gear and holding bamboo swords faced each other.

The indigo cotton kendo clothes and black hakama pants tightened their figures, and you could vaguely see the muscles that undulated slightly under the clothes, as if they were ready to go.

The two of them raised their swords above their heads at the same time, assuming the standard "right eye" posture in swordsmanship. The bamboo swords they held in their hands were so steady that they seemed to be integrated with their bodies.

Only the steps under his feet were moving forward and backward slightly, as if he was looking for the best opportunity to kill the opponent with one blow.

Under their confrontation, the surrounding atmosphere solidified, and the scene was eerily quiet.

Countless people stood in the hall of the training center, with countless pairs of eyes staring closely at the two people on the field, their chests rising and falling with the steady breathing of the two.

Only the leaves of the plane trees outside kept swaying in the wind.

——It's like, when the leaves fall, it's the moment when the bamboo swords in their hands chop off each other's heads.

Finally, the sycamore leaves fell.

"Roar!"

Two deafening roars broke the calm, causing ripples in the dead silence.

The next moment, two blue figures were as fast as thunder, and their ferocious momentum made everyone's breath hitch.