Part Two: The Human World Chapter Seventeen: Unscrew the Head
The entire city of Ofu has fallen into complete silence.
Asa knew that there were three orcs sleeping in the house where he was standing, two adults and one cub. He could tell them from the frequency and thickness of their breathing.
A vaguely identifiable strange sound came from not far away. The soft contact friction sound gradually became heavier, and then became lighter again, alternating in turns. This was the sound of the thick flesh pads on the werewolf's feet stepping on the ground.
Three, two, one, I saw it. Just as the sound judged the time, a werewolf appeared from the street corner not far ahead. This is one of the ones who caught him just now. They should be responsible for night guard. They
Without the use of lighting tools such as torches, excellent night vision and hearing are absolutely beyond the reach of humans.
An hour ago, Asa thought so like everyone else. But now he knows that it is not the case, at least not absolutely, and now he has transcended this absolute. As long as he concentrates his mind, both hearing and vision can be compared.
It usually works a hundred times more sensitively.
This time, probably because of my state of mind, the level of meditation is far more profound than ever before, and the effect is more prominent than ever before. Not only has my body and senses been greatly improved, but all the distracting thoughts in my mind have also been greatly improved.
Ye disappeared completely, so the only remaining idea was very clear - to get the book back.
The five sounds are confusing, the five colors are blind, and the five desires are disturbing. Abandon all other thoughts, and people will naturally become stronger.
The werewolf turned into the next street, listening to its subtle footsteps gradually disappearing. Asa climbed on the wall and slowly slid down, stepping on the ground. Not even the dust was stirred up. His movements were like a tree.
Snakes are more supple and docile.
Not only the five senses are sharp, but also every part of his body has strange sensations. He can now control the smallest muscles to make the smallest movements, and can clearly feel how the muscles and bones work.
Under the power of blood flow, they cooperated seamlessly, and they seemed to have become a bystander, observing each part of their body clearly and without any emotion, just like observing an insect being dissected. But on the other hand, all the feelings were completely blurred.
As a whole, the mental will and body are independent of each other, and every smallest movement is under the control of one's own consciousness.
More sensitive than wild beasts, more saturating, and able to let fighting spirit and murderous intent emerge at any time. This is a perfect mental state. He can also feel how the life force flows and gallops in his body.
Step forward step by step. The calfskin soles are very soft, and there are linen cushions inside the shoes. The contact with the ground can make no sound. The front of the foot touches the ground first, and the strong muscles on the arch of the foot
It evenly and perfectly distributes the falling force throughout the entire falling time, preventing excessive force at a certain point in time. The joints and muscles of the entire leg are perfectly coordinated to ensure that the landing point of each step is accurate.
That's right. The center of gravity of the body is very low and very stable, and the soles of the feet and the ground are completely in compliance with each other without moving or making any friction sound.
The City Hall was not far away. Another werewolf's footsteps came from the front. Now he could detect the presence of the other party before the werewolf. Asa turned around and got into the gap between the two buildings without any trace.
He was like a tangible and insubstantial shadow.
The footsteps of the werewolf were approaching. It could be heard that this must be the other werewolf who had just caught him. One of its legs was a little lame. Asa did not hold his breath. He might not be able to hold on for long, and the sound of his heart accelerating was even louder.
It was easy to be discovered. Instead, he opened his mouth and made the breathing channel as wide as possible, allowing breathing to proceed at the slowest speed.
The werewolf's footsteps did not stop, and gradually moved away after passing here. Asa emerged from the gap in the house like a shadow, without even wiping his clothes on the rough surface of the building.
There is a stone house behind the magnificent city hall. Like all other buildings in the city, it is simple. This is the residence of Lord Cedros and General Gru.
Asa clung to the uneven wall outside the city hall like a gecko and slowly moved closer there. I don't know if it was an illusion caused by the body's extremely sensitive harmony, but this robe seemed to have become a part of his body. The folds on it and
The fibers are extensions of one's own skin and muscles, and can be controlled not to be hung on the wall and produce sound.
He fell silent and concentrated all his energy on his ears.
About ten steps ahead, there was the sound of mice digging holes two meters deep. A four-legged snake jumped from the gap in the stone house wall and landed on the ground with a sound. The wind blew through the gaps between the buildings on the uneven surface.
There was some whistling, but other than that there was no sound of breathing or heartbeat of any living thing around. There was no one in the room.
Why no one Asa doesn't know, doesn't want to know, no one is the best.
The house is open, which is not surprising. Residents in Ofu City do not have the habit of closing their doors. Asa walked to the door, blocked the door with his body to prevent the light from leaking out, stretched out his fingers, and there was a cloud of sparks between his fingers.
Appeared jumping.
The flames were beating fiercely between his fingers, but Asa was already very satisfied. Not only his body, but also his mental power and magic were completely under control. Maintaining magic was several times more difficult than issuing magic. Maintaining a small flame on his fingers like this
It was never imaginable to use space for lighting in the past. Even an intermediate magician could not do this.
This is a large house. It is not divided into several rooms by wooden boards like other houses. It looks very spacious and spacious. There is a table in the center of the room, many books piled in the corner, and two beds next to it.
There was no need to go to great lengths to find it. The book was placed on the table in the center of the room. It was very conspicuous, like bait hanging in a mouse trap, so that no one who came in could see it.
Asa didn't move. He was now very confident in his own feeling. There was absolutely no human or orc ambushing him within a hundred meters.
Carefully looking from the ground under his feet to the table, there were no traps set by any agency. He knew how to set up traps better than a first-rate hunter. This was originally a necessary skill for survival in the wild.
He approached carefully and finally saw where the mechanism was.
A few drawn lines emerged from the bottom of the book and were mixed with the texture on the table. But Asa could tell that the book was pressing on a magic circle. This magic circle was not big, but from the complex
The phosphorescence emitted by the lines and materials used is definitely not small.
This might be a very effective method for other people, but Asa didn't care. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the book.
Crackling, a white flash illuminated the room brightly. Several electric lights jumped out from the surrounding air and hit Asa. This was a thunder and lightning trap, even the most powerful ogre could be affected by it.
At this time, he could only lie paralyzed on the ground and wait to be dragged away like a dead pig. But the electric light only flashed to a distance of half a meter around Asa and disappeared, like an ice arrow shot into boiling water and disappeared without making a sound.
The robe he wore resonated with the aura on his body, causing the effect that was originally limited to the surface of the body to extend to a week outside the body.
Asa put the book in his arms. The sound and light just now might alarm the other orcs. He had to return to the hotel as quickly as possible.
Snap, snap, snap. Asa stood still as if he had been petrified.
This is not a sound produced by magic, but a very rhythmic and very lively sound of clapping with two palms together, coming from the corner next to the door. There are also two breaths coming at the same time.
One voice was deep and long, and the other, although very powerful, showed signs of age. But they were both very methodical, soft and smooth breathing, with no cramped heartbeat after holding one's breath.
A small firebird flew out from the corner, only half the size of a hand. It flapped its wings and soared in the space inside the house. It jumped on the torch stuck on the wall to light it and then flew to another torch.
.The lights in the room suddenly turned on, and everything was clearly illuminated.
Lord Cedros and General Gru walked out of a magic circle and stood at the door. This was a magic circle painted in the corner of the door. That position could not be seen from the door. You could only turn your head from the room.
You can see. This magic circle is also very simple. It doesn't seem to have any special effects or magic power. It probably just isolates all the air vibrations in the range, so Asa didn't notice any sound.
The little firebird finally lit the last torch, flew back to the hand of Lord Cedros and turned into a small flame that flashed for a moment and then dissipated. This was just the lowest level of fire magic, and he was the last
But even the highest-level magician in the magic academy cannot control his magic so freely.
Bang, bang, bang. The Lord of Cedros continued to applaud, his loud voice expressing his sincere admiration. "It is really a very wonderful stealth technique. Even the inner courtyard of any heavily guarded palace is like a royal road with this technology."
If I hadn't witnessed the destruction of the Assassin's Guild with my own eyes twenty years ago, I would have thought that I had seen another top-notch assassin." He sighed again and said with some complaint: "I thought you would come earlier, but you made us wait.
It’s been so long.”
"I know you are definitely not a killer, let alone a thief. No member of the Undead Guild would do this, just like a cobra would not learn from a mouse to drill holes and steal food." Lord Cedros looked at Asa and said. "
You know? A snake is a snake, no matter how it mixes with mice, it can still be seen at a glance. You really shouldn't mix with those thieves, it will only make you look more conspicuous. Or you should pretend
You should not just stand and watch while they pounce on the goods like hungry dogs, and when the book is found, you should not turn your head to the wall to hide it.
Going over there, even the sound of breathing is much louder. Then you should be more patient, don't rush to leave with those thieves tomorrow, and slowly spend a few months or years here to get closer.
This book, let alone ask the officials about our residence so directly. Isn't it strange that a strange thief suddenly comes to ask these questions? This is to tell us that you are coming to visit tonight. So we have to wait here.
"The city lord thought for a while, then shook his head. "In this way, you don't seem to be like the people of the Dead Soul Guild. Being so rough and reckless completely defeats their usual calm, old-fashioned and vicious demeanor. But maybe times have changed.
, those guys also want to change their taste in doing things, and finding young people like you to join the club is indeed a very creative change."
Asa didn't say a word. He couldn't say a word, and he didn't even have the energy to think. His beast-like intuition made him feel the huge momentum emanating from General Gru. The effect of meditation kept his consciousness highly concentrated and pure.
That's why he was able to fully unleash his body's maximum potential. However, his highly concentrated consciousness left no room for thinking, no thought of escape, surrender, explanation, etc. He immediately devoted himself wholeheartedly like a frightened beast.
Get out of a tense state of alert.
Cedros's bright black and white eyes were fixed on Asa's clothes, confirming Asa's identity like a hammer in the hands of the judge. "The key is the robe you are wearing and the performance you have.
Efficacy, that is simply your identity statement."
The city owner turned to General Gru and said, "What do you think we should do if a cobra sneaks into our house?"
"Kill." General Grew's answer was very brief and powerful, and the expression on his face remained so motionless, as if these two sonorous and powerful words were produced by his thoughts oscillating in the air.
Preemptive strike. Asa jumped backwards, kicked up, and the table flew towards the two city lords. The wide tabletop completely cut off the sight of both parties. Asa followed the table and rushed forward.
But the table suddenly stopped mid-flight, then turned into a balloon and rose straight up.
At the moment this change occurred, the instinct of a beast facing danger surged through his body, just like the feeling a blindfolded person feels when he is about to hit a wall, and this is a wall that is about to crush him. Asa
Use all your strength to stop the forward momentum.
After the table flew out of sight, General Gru, who had been standing casually by the door just now, suddenly appeared in front of him, extending his hand towards his chest.
The hand was not clenched into a fist, and it was not for grabbing. It was just a very casual gesture, as if it was specially extended for him to take a look. Asa could see clearly that the hand was covered with a layer of white light like mist.
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Without enough time to dodge left and right, Asa intuitively knew what action to take. He kicked his feet with all his strength and flew back. His agility and explosive power were several times stronger than before. This forward and backward movement
There seemed to be no time for conversion, not even a wild beast would have such a reaction.
But even so, Gru's hand still touched his chest.
In his retreat, the hand didn't exert much force, as if it just pushed him casually, but Asa didn't stop until he hit the wall hard. As soon as he landed, he immediately
He arched his body like a cat. This dodge was perfect, and his subsequent movements were flawless.
"Okay." Gru's dark eyes, like a pool of ink, shot out a piercing light, and his originally calm, sculptural face began to leap to life. Just like a crazy painter discovering the beautiful scenery, the autistic musician saw something.
Like Zhang's wonderful musical score, he suddenly found a channel to express his vitality. The excitement completely ignited his vitality.
After finishing his meditation, Asa felt that the robe, which was originally invulnerable to cuts and axes, was more protective than before. The gaps in the fibers absorbed some kind of breath from his own body, which could fully alleviate external damage.
The injury. But now there are three small spots on the chest that are faintly aching, and there is blood oozing out from one spot. The middle, index, and ring fingers of the hand still poked there after being cushioned by the robe.
The robe was still undamaged. But Asa knew that if that hand touched head-on, there might not be multiple holes in his body, but his sternum would definitely be shattered like porcelain under a hammer blow.
Following the gesture of Lord Cedros, the table slowly flew to the side and landed from the air as if it was supported by an invisible big hand. This is also the most basic air magic, with almost no practical use. Ordinary magicians
At most, they can only emit a burst of air to blow away the poisonous smoke, but when it is in the hands of this old man, it immediately becomes something magical.
Cedros, like a famous writer watching a drama, commented and explained next to him: "The robe he is wearing is the treasure of the Necromancer Guild - the robe of the Ghost King. Legend has it that it was created by Archibald, the founder of the Necromancer Guild.
Made by hand, the feathers of the thunderbird on the top of Sandface Mountain and the feathers of a bird called the Phoenix on the overseas volcanoes were mixed and woven with magic. Not only can it resist any magic, it is said that after practicing his dark
It has unimaginable effects when worn by those who meditate. It can be regarded as one of the most defensive equipment in the world. Your hitting power will probably only produce half the effect."
"Then twist the head off." Gru's words were still simple and direct, but a flame was already burning in his eyes.