When Claude came closer and closer, Han Shuo grinned and gave a low cry. He bent his body and lowered his head to grab at his ankle, as if to examine the injury.
Jared frowned involuntarily when he saw Han Shuo's movements and leaned towards Han Shuo. He supported Han Shuo with one hand and said, "How is it? Is your ankle injured? Let me take a look."
"It's nothing, I just twisted it a little." Han Shuo bent his back and lowered his head as he said lowly.
Claude and a few knight students had just arrived at this time. These people had all arrived later and didn't recognize Han Shuo. There were many who were severely injured or disabled in this place, so Han Shuo's current performance didn't draw too much attention.
Claude glanced at Han Shuo's figure and didn't pay much attention to it. He chatted and laughed with the people next to him and passed by Han Shuo to leave.
Han Shuo's ankle had indeed been twisted earlier and was now a bit swollen. Jared lowered his head to take a look and exclaimed softly, "It's swollen so badly. Let me take you back!"
Seeing that Claude's footsteps were getting further and further away, Han Shuo straightened his body again and twisted on his toes. He smiled at Jared, "I suddenly feel much better. Thank you Jared, there's really no need!"
Han Shuo's walking speed increased after he'd spoken these words. He didn't even make a sound as he quickly disappeared around the corner.
Jared shook his head with a face full of confusion when he saw that Han Shuo seemed to be fine. He said with surprise, "What a strange person!"
Han Shuo returned to the necromancy major of the School of Magic when the sky was about to darken, dragging a body riddled with wounds. Most of Han Shuo's necromancy errand boy tasks were taken over by Carey and Borg now, so Han Shuo didn't have to worry about them. After returning and receiving his dinner, Han Shuo immediately returned to the warehouse. After locking the door tightly, he immediately began to use demonic arts to continuously forge and repair his body.
There wasn't a single part of his body that didn't hurt. His skin, flesh, tendons, and bones were all severely injured. The demonic yuan circulated through his entire body in accordance with the demonic arts training method. Every time the demonic yuan circulated through his entire body, Han Shuo would feel his strength gradually recovering amidst the burning pain.
During this process, the magical yuan circulated unceasingly, seemingly strengthening bit by bit, bringing Han Shuo a new pleasant surprise. He thought to himself, 'It seems that the process of body forging is also a gradual process of increasing demonic yuan. In the future, I'll have to continuously endure this kind of damage in order to temper my body.'
In the latter half of the night, the pain in Han Shuo's body had improved a lot. At this time, Han Shuo continued to practice the "Mystical Glacial Spellfire", circulating the demonic yuan to the palms of his hands over and over again according to the circulation method of the "Mystical Glacial Spellfire".
Time flew by quickly, and Han Shuo's entire being sunk into a strange state that he was completely unaware of. There were no distracting thoughts in his mind, only the persistence and tenacity of training. He had long since forgotten the pain from the injuries on his body, and just continued to circulate the demonic yuan according to the circulation method of the "Mystical Glacial Spellfire".
In the past, Han Shuo had always restrained himself when he practiced demonic arts, and would wake up after a certain time. He had never been so engrossed in it before. The Han Shuo of today seemed to be lost in it, forgetting the passage of time, forgetting his own existence, and forgetting all worldly distracting thoughts.
Bam!
The small door to the warehouse was abruptly slammed open, and Han Shuo abruptly woke up. His brow creased, and his eyes shot cold lightning straight at Jack.
Jack trembled in fright when Han Shuo's gaze landed on him, and only exclaimed softly when he saw the cold lightning in Han Shuo's eyes recede. "Brian, so you really were in the warehouse. I thought something had happened to you!"
Han Shuo immediately checked the state of his body after he woke up, and suddenly discovered that his body, which had been badly injured, had more or less recovered. The demonic yuan within his body was a bit stronger than before, and his mental strength was also much clearer than before.
"What could have happened to me, I just woke up a day late. Borg and Carey helped me clean anyways, so it's no big deal!" Han Shuo shook his stiff neck, which emitted creaking sounds. When Han Shuo walked down from the small wooden bed and twisted his body, the bones in his entire body made crisp popping sounds, causing Jack to freeze in place in shock.
After a while, Jack seemed to suddenly wake up when the strange sounds in Han Shuo's body had disappeared. He called out involuntarily, "Oh, Brian, you didn't just wake up a day late. You haven't appeared for six days in a row. I knocked on the door for a long time, but you didn't respond. I thought something had happened to you!"
Han Shuo was also startled when Jack said this. Six days, could it be that he'd trained for a whole six days? Han Shuo suddenly remembered that in the memories that Chu Canglan had left behind, there was a saying of "entering the demonic path" when practicing demonic arts.
Due to coincidental circumstances, demonic practitioners would sometimes fall into the realm of "entering the demonic path". Depending on the situation, "entering the demonic path" could be divided into two types: active and passive. When someone entered the "demonic path", their mind would change greatly and they would become bloodthirsty. Their body would feel no pain, and both their demonic arts and physique would be greatly enhanced as they entered the "demonic path". They wouldn't stop for even a moment, and would want to continuously destroy everything and everyone in front of them. This type of "entering the demonic path" was active.
The other type was Han Shuo's previous situation. He had suddenly entered the "demonic path" in the midst of training. He was muddle-headed and couldn't sense it, but his bodily functions and the flow of demonic yuan would be many times stronger than usual. He couldn't sense the state of his training, but could sense the tremendous changes in his body when he suddenly awoke.
Of these two types of "entering the demonic path", the first one usually occurred when one's mind was disturbed and severely stimulated. If one didn't die from the endless slaughter during "entering the demonic path", their vitality would be greatly damaged, and there would be some side effects. Han Shuo's peaceful "entering the demonic path" was the better option. Normally, one would enter this realm miraculously during the course of training, and their strength would increase greatly after they awoke.
"Oh, that's because I've been a bit sleepy lately and have been sleeping too deeply. Oh right, why did you come looking for me? " Han Shuo felt his stomach empty as he spoke. He immediately understood that his body was in dire need of food and nutrients after not eating for six days.
Seeing Han Shuo rub his stomach, little fatty Jack rummaged through his clothes and took out a large piece of bread for Han Shuo. He then said, "I was worried about you. Also, Master Fanny asked me to take you to her laboratory. Oh, right, that little witch Lisa also asked me about you. I wonder if she's looking for trouble with you again. "
"I see. Hmm, I'll go to Master Fanny's first. Let's go!" Han Shuo said as he nibbled on Jack's bread and walked out of the warehouse.
It was a good thing that the Little Skull had been pushed under the bed by Han Shuo during this time, so Jack didn't notice anything strange when he suddenly barged in. After fixing the lock on the door that Jack had smashed open, Han Shuo headed straight for Fanny's laboratory.
"Knock knock knock"
Han Shuo stood at the door to Fanny's laboratory and raised his hand to knock on the door.
"Come in!" Fanny's gentle and gentle voice sounded from within the laboratory. Han Shuo pushed the door open and walked in after hearing it.
There were a few magic scrolls spread out on a round table in the middle of the laboratory. The magic scrolls were engraved with mysterious and exquisite magical characters and diagrams. Even a rookie like Han Shuo who had just entered the hall of magic could feel the strong magical pulses from the magic scrolls from afar.
At this moment, Fanny was bent over and chanting an incantation. Her slender fingers were dipped in the brown magic potion beside her as she sketched out exquisite lines on the magic scrolls. These exquisite lines seemed disorderly and disorderly, but they also gave off a very harmonious and wonderful feeling.
After a while, Fanny had sketched out a scroll and infused magical elements into the magic scroll after chanting an incantation. A desolate, lonely, and gloomy presence immediately emanated from within the scroll. A dark brown light flashed on the scroll and it automatically rolled up.
Putting away the completed magic scroll, Fanny lifted her head to take a look and couldn't help but grin lightly, "Oh, it's Brian. How are the injuries on your back?"
"Many thanks to Master Fanny's concern. The injuries on my back have all healed." Han Shuo nodded and responded.
Han Shuo understood that he couldn't keep pretending to be crazy. Although being crazy would bring him some convenience, there would be problems sooner or later if he continued. Since that was the case, he might as well slowly change himself and let everyone unknowingly accept a new version of himself. Even if he changed then, they wouldn't find it abrupt, but would instead think that he had suddenly come to a realization after going crazy.
Brian, who had possessed the body, had suffered a great deal in the necromancy major. Han Shuo had originally decided to take revenge for Brian after climbing out of the grave. He'd more or less taught Carey, Borg, and Baklissa a lesson by now. It could be said that he'd taken quite a bit of revenge for Brian. Han Shuo was still in the necromancy major because he was making plans for his future.
After understanding this world, Han Shuo finally understood that he had to continuously increase his strength in order to survive in this world. The Babylon Academy of Magic and Force was a place where he could continuously improve himself. Han Shuo had stayed here to make use of the Academy's resources to continuously improve all aspects of himself, including strength, knowledge, and a complete understanding of this world.
Therefore, Han Shuo knew that he couldn't continue being crazy like this. He needed to change himself bit by bit.
"Oh, that's great. We're planning on going out on a trip and letting the students test out their progress in magic in the outside world. Come with us and help them pack their things. I'll also take a good look at your body's condition on the way. What do you think, Brian? "Fanny put down the things in her hands and smiled faintly at Han Shuo.
Startled, Han Shuo thought for a moment and felt that this was an opportunity. He nodded involuntarily, "Alright!"
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