Chapter 292: Skill Points
Chapter 292: Skill Points
Three massive mushroom clouds appeared in the sky, with trails of smoke cascading down like silk ribbons from their edges. Below, the already desolate city was flattened by an invisible giant hand as the raging shockwaves swept through.
The area was filled with intense heat and radiation, annihilating all living beings within its range.
Fortunately, despite the strength of the nuclear blast, its power was difficult to concentrate.
Karl's physical body, comparable to a meteor from the heavens, was supported by the Third Circle Spell's life source. Even at the heart of the explosion, his flesh melted rapidly, but his body also healed at an incredible speed, counteracting the destruction.
The blast came and went swiftly.
Karl's battered body trembled, and he lifted over a dozen people from the ground, sending them soaring into the sky. They eventually landed by a small stream.
"Connie!"
"Sir Connie!"
"..."
The group hurriedly surrounded him, their voices filled with concern, unable to hide their excitement.
Aside from Hum and his three companions, the others had limited interaction with Karl. They had joined this team solely because they shared a common ideal.
But today.
Karl not only displayed strength rivaling a Third Circle practitioner but also fought through severe injuries to protect them, earning their genuine recognition.
"I'm fine," Karl said, waving his hand lightly.
"It's just a flesh wound. I'll be fine after some rest, but Elder Yerlen won't let this go."
"Yes!" Nicole nodded, her face turning solemn.
"We thought Elder Yerlen was just a Second Rank Holy Knight, but at some point, he became a Third Circle practitioner."
"Perhaps it's an achievement gained by siding with a demon god."
"Hmm," Jerry added, "I asked several priests from the previous generation, and they said that Elder Yerlen was an unknown figure in his early years. After returning from an expedition, his strength skyrocketed, and he gained a unique ability to control flames."
As novice priests of the Holy Sanctuary, they had access to more information than most.
Just like Elder Yerlen...
"Elder Yerlen, originally named Patrick, was a child from a common farmer's family in the territory of Duke Augustus. In his youth, a Cathedral Knight discovered his talent for cultivation, and with his parents' consent, he was taken to the Holy Sanctuary for training."
"Before the age of forty, Elder Yerlen became a legend, and when the Divine Realm collapsed, he broke through to become a Second Rank Holy Knight. In recent years, he somehow advanced to the Third Circle, making him one of the few Third Circle practitioners aside from the Grand Elder and the Cathedral's leader."
Nicole recounted the information she had gathered, "The cultivation technique Elder Yerlen practices is called Celestial Burst, a top-tier skill passed down from an ancient war god."
"Currently, in the base, there are followers of the Dragon Tyrant and the Artisan, two major demon gods. There's also the Great God's Blessing that Connie mentioned, and a right hand of the Pale Wing Demon, used to refine the Blasphemy Elixir."
Hmm?
Karl's eyes lit up.
"The right hand of the Pale Wing Demon is in the base?"
"Yes."
Jerry nodded, "According to our information, the Pale Wing Demon's body has been divided among various bases."
"It's said that the Holy Sanctuary has most of the body... and they've already cultivated a Third Circle Blasphemy Beast."
He spoke cautiously, glancing at Karl.
The Blasphemy Beast had reached the Third Circle, but a rational Blasphemy Knight of that level had never been seen beyond the Legendary realm.
Karl was the sole exception.
No wonder the Research City wanted to capture him alive. If they could understand the principle behind it, would they be able to mass-produce forbidden knights?
At this moment, Karl had already fallen into deep thought.
The right hand of the Pale Wing Demon!
The Pale Wing Demon was a Fourth Circle demon god, and even its corpse should contain an immense amount of essence.
Furthermore...
If they could obtain the Pale Wing Demon's body, they could use the Triple Disciple Skill to simulate its original form.
In theory, the Triple Disciple Skill could evolve a demon god's corpse into a Fourth Circle being.
"Huff..."
Karl exhaled a breath of turbid air and spoke softly, "I'm severely injured and need time to recover. Elder Yerlen won't let this go."
"But this is also our opportunity!"
"Nicole, Jerry, is there anyone in the base you trust who can deliver a fireball for me?"
He had originally planned to use Essence to enhance his mental power, accumulating enough Essence to reach Tier 4 in one go.
Now, it seems like a change in strategy is needed.
If he could obtain the right hand of the Demonic God, it would be worth giving up his current Essence.
Moreover, the Essence won't go to waste.
Increasing mental power cannot significantly improve strength in a short time; one must master more sorcery to do that.
On the contrary, if applied to physical attributes, one's physical strength would surge, allowing for a rapid boost in power.
With a thought, over four hundred Essence disappeared, and his physical attributes soared from fifty to seventy-three.
Powerful and ferocious energy filled his body, causing Carl to grunt and tense his muscles.
Sacred Demonic Transformation! With a physical attribute of seventy, although he couldn't cultivate Sacred Demonic Transformation to the ninth level, he could cultivate it to the eighth.
The eighth level of physical strength was comparable to the late third tier.
If the Second Elder had just entered the third tier, Carl would have the confidence to deal with him within a few moves.
Base.
A three-dimensional light screen was displaying the scene of Carl killing the Demonic Lord's servant not long ago.
"Pause!" The Second Elder spoke, and the light screen froze.
"Zoom in on his body."
The Demonic Lord's servant beside him waved his hand lightly, and Carl's body on the light screen zoomed in, revealing every detail down to individual sweat droplets.
The servant of the Artisan had a 'camera' on his body that recorded his experiences. The higher-order servant could freely control it to find murderers and gather information.
"It's really a Blasphemy Knight!"
The Second Elder looked at Carl on the light screen, his eyes filled with a mix of excitement, confusion, and a hint of fear.
"A battle aura that erases all life, filled with the scent of death and fall, and those wings..."
"The existence of a blasphemous deity wants to change the status quo of the Holy Sanctuary? That's a huge joke!"
The Pale Wing Demon was killed for defying the Moon Goddess, and now its bloodline wants to rectify the Holy Sanctuary?
It sounds like a joke, but now it seems to be true.
"Patrick." The higher-order servant of the Artisan spoke, "This Connie hasn't reached the third tier, but the battle aura on his body is very unique. It can suppress all living things, even automatons. That's how he was able to kill the mid-order servant."
"If he ascends to the third tier, we might need to join forces to have a chance at taking him down. And he's growing too fast; in just over a year, he's gone from a Great Knight to the late second tier, as if he's truly received a blessing from a deity."
"Rest assured." The Second Elder smiled, "He's injured, and I have an informant by his side. It won't be long before we find him. He no longer has a chance."
"But..."
"The power of the nuclear weapon doesn't seem as strong as you said?"
"Nuclear weapons aren't for single-soldier combat; they're weapons used on the battlefield to clear out mobs. The higher-order servant shook his head, "The servant endured the nuclear blast at the core to protect others, so he must be heavily injured. This is our chance."
"Good." The Second Elder nodded, "Let's find him first!"
...
One month later.
Several figures left the base, flying towards the distant horizon.
A certain mountain's base.
Carl opened his eyes, gazing towards the direction of the base. Hum and others stood by his side.
"They're gone!"
"The Second Elder and the higher-order servant of the Artisan have both left the base. This is our chance."
He took a deep breath and extended his hand forward.
Flame Gate!
In the void, elemental particles collided in a complex sequence, and intricate runes appeared one by one.
A flame gate to the base quietly opened.
(End of Chapter)
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