My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

"This time, I won again." As Crown's words fell, he took back the sword in his hand.

With a look of embarrassment on his face, Savas threw the sword to the weapon rack angrily and turned around to leave.

Marshall stood there in a daze, trying to open his mouth to say something several times, but he didn't know how.

This result was beyond his expectation. In the original estimate, teammates who let go should be able to win. Even if the victory cannot be established within the prescribed time, they will not lose.

Seeing the somewhat lonely figure, the thin warrior threw out a jade-colored coin: "Newcomer, then, you first feel the power."

Marshall ran out and followed his teammates.

Crown stretched out his arm and held the flying coins firmly between his fingers.

His hands were slightly cold, so he brought the coin to his eyes. It was a round jade object with a black spot visible inside, and it was still twisting and turning.

His eyes made him look more carefully.

The black spot looks like a projection of a werewolf, or rather a part of a werewolf.

The upper body is complete, without lower limbs, and seems to have been cut off at the waist.

In his spiritual sense, he felt that the werewolf projection conveyed a malicious meaning.

This should be the spirit coin. What is it used for and how to use it?

Crown held it in the palm of his hand and decided to complete his extraordinary basic knowledge as soon as possible. Otherwise, it is very likely that there will be an embarrassing incident of getting the baby but not recognizing it.

Putting this matter aside, Crown summoned the golden wall.

[Basic Swordsmanship: Extreme] (Special effect: Heart of Sword. Understand the secrets of swordsmanship, use sword weapons to increase damage, and learn other swordsmanship faster)

[Cross Sword: 23/5000; Level 3]

Cool, a blue skill appears again with passive special effects!

The special effects are unpretentious but very functional. I don’t know the specific form of increasing the damage of sword weapons. This is not playing a game. The so-called increased damage is not easy to see, but it is very powerful to improve the learning efficiency of swordsmanship and save a lot of time.

The more advanced the skill, the more difficult it is to improve it later. With the Heart of the Sword, learning advanced swordsmanship can get twice the result with half the effort.

The only regret is that the basic swordsmanship has reached its limit and cannot be improved again. He also wants to see what the colors of more advanced skills look like.

The swordsmanship advanced faster than he expected, and Crown felt that when he went back tonight and fought against the demon hunter, he could force out more of his opponent's strength.

During the battle just now, he had already felt the flow of life. He picked up the parchment that was thrown on the ground and began to practice by himself by referring to the graphics on it.

At first, he just followed the sequence of movements in the picture and practiced in a regular manner.

Later, feeling the flow of life flowing through his body, he followed this rhythm and was able to combine these movements at will.

His body temperature was rising and had already exceeded the safe threshold, but he did not feel any discomfort. Instead, he felt comfortable.

Under the sun, sweat was steaming from Croun's body. If he didn't look carefully from a distance, he would have thought it was foggy here.

Half an hour later, he stopped. He had exhausted too much energy and was feeling hungry.

Quickly running to the restaurant, Lawford, who was in charge of catering, saw the visitor and hurriedly brought a large portion of toasted white bread, a plate of barbecue, and a can of milk.

Father Nick has already told him that Krone now often needs to replenish a lot of calories, so the kitchen is always stocked with these foods.

Crown didn't care about his image. He grabbed the white bread and barbecue and ate a lot. When he choked, he took a sip of milk to calm his breath and continued eating.

While eating, he didn't forget to check the golden wall.

When he practiced the breathing method just now, he could already feel the skill being generated.

[Fire Breath: 3/2000; Level 1] (The effect is also obvious now, your metabolism is faster.)

The white writing shows that this is a very advanced skill, which is only slightly stronger than the gray level.

Am I destined to be a reckless person? Why do thieves learn such skills so quickly?

Crown had an ominous premonition. Deep down in his heart, he preferred to be a master who stood behind and provided firepower output, rather than a battle crane charging from the front.

Although punching to the flesh is very effective, fighting in close quarters is always a little unsafe.

Maybe, I should continue my shooting skills to the upper liver.

After taking a few bites of the barbecue, Crown decided to take the time to brush up on his proficiency in a skill he hadn't used for a long time.

After reaching the limit of basic swordsmanship, he was given a passive effect, which opened up an idea for him.

The firearms of this era are not powerful enough, mainly due to the lack of gunpowder. I believe that with the advancement of productivity, more powerful gunpowder will be developed. By then, firearms will still be able to occupy half of the sky.

No matter which era it is, the main population is composed of ordinary people.

The world is rushing towards danger, and millions of ordinary people will burst out with more enthusiasm to create better weapons to protect themselves in order to survive. More destructive firearms and ammunition are a very good choice.

Afternoon, church training ground.

Crown's arm trembled flexibly and then he circled upwards. The sword in Marshall's hand was swiftly thrown away. This was the fifth time that the weapon had been knocked away by him.

"You're not coming, you pervert. I know how depressed Savas was this morning." The expression on the thin warrior's face was both happy and disappointed.

I'm happy that the newcomer is very strong and can take charge of his own business without much training. But I'm disappointed that his majesty as an instructor was knocked down after only a few days of shaking.

One day, just one day, he completely mastered the Flame Attack Breathing Technique and successfully started using it. He had only seen such a talent in the church books.

Thinking of this, Marshall became even more depressed.

You have to compare yourself to death, and you have to throw away goods. The thin warrior shook his head mockingly, and said to Croun: "We can't teach you anything anymore. The flame cross sword technique is actually the result of running the flame breath breathing technique. Use the cross sword. If you try it a few times, you will slowly master the essence."

"You can practice by yourself. I'll go find Savas. Only he can understand my complicated mood now." As he spoke, Marshall gradually walked away.

Without an opponent, Crown expressed great regret that his proficiency in swordsmanship would increase more and more slowly.

Although the road is long, we will reach it. Although things are difficult, the liver will succeed.

He put down the greed in his heart and happily began to practice on his own, trying to figure out how to make the Flame Cross easier to achieve.

He spent most of the afternoon fumbling around and practicing alone.

At dusk, Crown left the church and walked home.

He looked at the intoxicating clouds in the sky and thought about the contrast between the situation when he just traveled through time and now. He couldn't help but shake his head and sang a nonsensical song: "Today's mood is very different, very different!"