He lost two bottles of God's marrows. Dean had to change his target. On the third night, he went to the mountain under the guise of taking a walk. He relied on his thermal vision to find some small animals living in the mountain.
He caught a little thing that looked like a pangolin and injected the divine marrow he had prepared in advance into this little thing's body.
He didn't use these animals for the test because he considered the characteristics of the God's marrows. It might not be perfectly reflected in animals. After all, the structure of the human body was different from that of animals. God's marrows were similar to drugs so there would be some special reactions due to these differences. It was impossible to verify whether the reactions came from the differences between humans and animals or from the God's marrows.
After the injection, Dean picked up the little thing and prepared to take it back to his residence for further observation.
Who would have thought that as soon as he picked up the little thing, it would suddenly struggle violently. The scales all over its body were faintly blood-red, and its tiny eyes were also slightly red. Its eyeballs were bloodshot, as if it had suddenly turned from a docile animal into a bloodthirsty monster.
Dean was startled as he didn't expect the effect to be so fast. He immediately put the little thing down.
"Hiss!" As soon as the little thing landed on the ground, it turned around and rushed towards Dean.
Dean's figure flashed as he dodged the little thing's attack. He was about to reach out his hand to stop it. Suddenly, its body that was pouncing forward stiffened and stopped. It fell to the ground in pain, its claws desperately clawing at the ground.
It didn't last for seven or eight seconds before its body stopped moving. A lot of blood flowed out of its bloodshot eyes, mouth, ears and other parts. It was dead.
Dean was startled as his face turned gloomy. Considering the fierce effect of the God's marrows, he deliberately took out a drop and diluted it with water before injecting it. The effect of the marrows shouldn't be so strong that it would kill the little thing!
"This thing is poisonous …" Dean felt a layer of goosebumps on his skin. He was just testing the waters. He even felt sorry for the two bottles of God's marrows that he had lost to Eugene. But he didn't expect that there was a problem with the marrows.
Of course, there was a very small possibility that the little thing's body structure wasn't suitable to bear even a drop of God's marrows!
Dean's face was gloomy and uncertain. He stared at the bleeding little thing on the ground. After a moment, he bent down to dig a hole in the ground and buried the little thing in it. After covering it with soil, he turned around and left.
His expression returned to normal after he returned to his residence. But his heart was gloomy.
If it was poisonous, it meant that the people in the Dragon Clan who wanted to harm him couldn't wait any longer!
It was very dangerous to be a member of the Dragon Clan. He could die at any time outside the giant wall. But it was just a 'possibility'. But the Dragon Clan wanted to increase the probability of this' possibility 'to a' necessity '!
"The person who framed me must be the one who came in contact with the god's marrow. I can't investigate this with my current identity. I can't be sure if it's Aisha's supporters or Hailey's people who did it." Dean thought quickly, "But if I were Hailey, I wouldn't do that. After all, in her eyes, my existence is an important chess piece!"
"It's more likely that the people who supported Aisha did it. They want me to die and not implicate her."
There was a trace of anger in his heart as he thought of this.
Although he understood these people's way of doing things, but if he hadn't been deceived by Hathaway so many times in the prison and in the 9th area of the dark church, he wouldn't have been so vigilant after being deceived by Hathaway once.
Without his vigilance, he would be completely screwed this time!
"It seems that the Dragon Clan doesn't want to let go of any opportunity to put me to death …" Dean smiled as he greeted Eugene. He went back to his room and closed the door. The smile on his face disappeared as he looked at the box of God's marrows beside his bed. His heart was filled with anger and regret. He wouldn't use this batch of God's marrows again.
This meant that he had lost the resources to enhance his strength.
"It seems that I can only rely on these Parasitic Soul Worms …" He looked at the eight bottles next to the box. There was a Parasitic Soul Worm in each bottle. These Parasitic Soul Worms couldn't be kept for too long. At this moment the eight worms didn't feel as energetic as before. They were lazily lying in the bottle. Occasionally they would move or gently wriggle.
Relying on Parasitic Soul Worms could be used as nourishment to enhance the physique!
However, this method was too wasteful. After all, it was very difficult to encounter a named monster. Let alone kill one.
However, at this point, Dean couldn't care so much. Before going to the wasteland, he must enhance his strength as soon as possible so that his life would be more secure. After all, outside the giant wall, accidents could happen. Just like when he was just a scavenger, in the area that had been cleaned by the hunters, he still encountered a powerful Festi and almost lost his life.
The probability of this kind of thing happening in the wasteland should be higher.
Thinking of this, Dean came to the bed and picked up the weakest Parasitic Soul Worm. He recognized that it was a Parasitic Soul Worm that was named by the Bloodthirster. If he used it as his magic mark, he would get the ability to control the blood and would be immune to certain toxins. Linda, who had died in his hands, had a similar magic mark.
Dean took it out and put it into the syringe. He began to absorb it.
"There's a problem in the God's Marrow. They shouldn't do anything to these Parasitic Soul Worms. Moreover, it would be more complicated if they did something to the Parasitic Soul Worms. Dean was a little relieved after absorbing these Parasitic Soul Worms. Of course, if there was a problem with these Parasitic Soul Worms, he could only admit defeat.
Soon, the first Parasitic Soul Worm was absorbed.
Dean continued to absorb the second one.
When he was captured by the Dragon clan, he was close to the limit of the senior hunter's bottleneck. At this moment, after absorbing the first Parasitic Soul Worm, he had completely reached the bottleneck state. The remaining seven Parasitic Soul Worms could be used as energy to activate the magic mark.
The night was getting darker.
Seven Parasitic Soul Worms were injected into Dean's body one after another. The Splitter's magic mark on his chest was still as black as ink. Its shape didn't change and it didn't fill up.
Dean could not help but wryly smile when he saw such a reaction. Last time when he evolved to senior Hunter, he realized that the number and quality of Parasitic Soul Worms needed to activate and evolve his legendary deified magic marks were higher than other magic marks. Now, it seemed that an ordinary rare magic mark only needed eight rare Parasitic Soul Worms as nourishment to activate it to become a primary Limitless One. However, he reckoned that he would need a lot more. He might even need rare quality Parasitic Soul Worms to have a stronger effect.
However, rare Parasitic Soul Worms were rare and hard to come by. Not to mention nourishment, they were even rare to be used as magic marks.
"It seems that it's far away to become a primary Limitless Being by relying on the cultivation of the Dragon Clan …" Dean thought in his heart. This time he was given such rich resources, but next time he might not get them. He had to rely on his own merits to exchange for them.
However, this method of using merit points to exchange for items, and having people use items to exchange for merit points, was nothing more than a method and trading system established by those in power to enslave workers. If one followed the rules, one would never be able to leave this circle.
Because the biggest beneficiary was always the terminal!
He touched the magic mark on his chest and put on his clothes again. He sighed in his heart. He was probably the first person among the Dragon Guards to enter the wasteland as a senior hunter.
He looked at the box in front of his feet. His eyes flashed slightly.
The next day.
Dawn had just risen.
Ian, the black man, Ruby, and another woman in black named Rosemary were sparring on the training ground behind the house. The newcomer, Eugene, was watching from the side while the other two were sleeping soundly in their respective rooms.
Dean woke up and had breakfast. He came to the training ground to say hello to Ian.
Ian saw Dean and jumped back to avoid Ruby's punch: "Little Dean, do you want to come and play?"
"No, I haven't used up the God's marrow. I'll wait until I become a primary Limitless Being." Dean shrugged: "You guys play first. I'll go out."
Black Man Ruby tilted his head and grinned. "Little guy, you should learn from Eugene. You'll get used to being abused. People grow the fastest when they're abused, don't you think so?"
"I'm not a sadist." Dean turned around without looking back.
Ruby laughed. He didn't notice that Dean didn't say 'masochist' but 'sadist'.
Dean could hear the sound of Ian and Ruby fighting behind him as he walked out of the training ground. He didn't stop as he went to the top of the mountain. He pretended to be careless as he took out the God's marrow from his clothes. He dropped it on the steps of the mountain or on the grass. These places were not hidden but not very conspicuous. It seemed as if they were left behind.
Dean continued to throw the God's marrows all over the mountain after strolling around.
He met other Dragon Guards along the way but they didn't take the initiative to greet him as they didn't know each other.
He returned to his residence after throwing the God's marrow. He put the rest of the God's Marrow into his clothes and put it all over the mountain.
"Don't blame me if I can't find out who the Dragon Clan wants to kill me." Dean's eyes flashed coldly. As the saying goes, every debt has its debtor. But since he couldn't find the creditor then he could only wait for the creditor to take the initiative to find him.
As for the truly unlucky ones, they were the ones who picked up the God's Elixir and used it because they were greedy for small gains.
He knew that these people were innocent but he still had to do it because it was beneficial to him. "This thing was given by the Dragon Clan. Blame the Dragon Clan."
His expression was calm as he leisurely returned to the training field. At this moment, the field was already filled with Eugene sparring with the woman in black named Rosemary. The woman's expression was cold and her movements were direct and efficient. Eugene was so tired that he was sweating profusely, as if he was in the heat of summer. However, Rosemary was like an iceberg, not a single drop of sweat could be seen on her body.
Dean sat on the sidelines and looked at the battle.
As the saying goes, the onlooker sees more clearly. Very soon, he saw the difference between the two of them. Eugene's movements were too big during the battle, which resulted in a waste of energy. Rosemary, on the other hand, was calm. Her attacks were straightforward and direct, without the slightest bit of sloppiness. The difference between her and Eugene was like heaven and earth. When people looked at her, they would feel that Eugene was very stupid.
Dean knew that Eugene wouldn't have such a feeling if he only watched Eugene's battle. On the contrary, he would feel that Eugene's posture was a sharp deterrent. But Rosemary's contrast made him feel that Eugene was stupid.
This gave him a hint of insight. It wasn't that he had to be straightforward in battle (this was a principle that he had long understood), but that he had to understand the contrast and contrast.
This might be a simple principle, but if it was put to use, it would become a very sharp weapon.
"Light needs to be set off by darkness … Darkness also needs to be set off by light." Dean's eyes lit up as he thought of the Holy Church and the Dark Church in the outer wall. The Monastery used such a simple truth that everyone understood. But when it came out, there would be two contrasting organizations. All the geniuses of the outer wall would join the Holy Church while those who liked to be independent would choose to join the Dark Church.
But no matter what, the mastermind behind all this was the Pope alone, as well as the monastery behind him.
"What are you thinking about?" Ian sat down with a glass of water.
Dean recovered and smiled: "I feel that they are very powerful."
"Really?" Ian looked at the two of them and said with a smile, "You're talking about Mary, right? She's just playing. I asked her to practice with Eugene. After you absorb all the God's Marrow in a few days, you can come and practice as well. Otherwise, your body's reaction won't match your mind's reaction."
Dean nodded.
Days passed by.
Dudian was getting more and more puzzled. On the fifth day, he finally heard the news from Ian. Two members of the 13th squad were poisoned and were sent to the rescue center. They couldn't perform the next mission and had to be filled with new people.
The news spread quickly as they lived on the same mountain. Other teams also knew about the matter.
After hearing the news that Ian brought back, Ruby, Rosemary, and the others looked at each other with a strange expression on their faces.
The Dragon Guards were poisoned? On this mountain, the only possibility of being poisoned was food poisoning, right? But … How was that possible?
If it wasn't then it meant that someone intentionally poisoned them!
Moreover, the possibility was higher.
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