Chapter 55
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Tiago's seven guards stood in a circle and stared at the two slaves in the center with fear. The two monsters were almost two meters tall, and their tails were shaking in the dark. Together with the two corpses on the field, it was indeed a very shocking sight.
The merchant's guard who was suppressed didn't feel relieved either. Instead, his heart was in his throat as he looked at the monster in the field in horror!
It doesn't look like a human!
That was the first instinct of both parties, but they could not be sure. The sky was too dark, and they could not see clearly. Overall, the monster looked like a human except for the bloody tail.
"Who are you?"
The guards of the Tiago caravan pointed their swords at the slaves and asked in a cold tone.
Silence. No response!
The slaves would never answer their questions. Or rather, they were responding to Yarlin's will. The two slaves turned around and lunged at the guards without any warning.
"Attack from the left and right. Target the limbs!"
The order was conveyed silently. The slaves were hatched from the living dead. Their bodies and combat strength had improved by leaps and bounds, but their intellect was still a dull tool.
However, to Yarlin, he only needed subordinates who could carry out his orders accurately. The slaves were more than enough.
In the blink of an eye, the sound of blades falling to the ground could be heard. Severed limbs were strewn all over the ground like garbage. The tiago guards who had lost their ability to resist fell to the ground in unison. They could only let out cries of agony from their mouths.
Race: Humanoid
Class: Rank 1 Inferior, unable to evolve
Mental Strength: 0
Nerve Conduction Speed: 3
Bone Hardness: 2
Muscle Activity: 2
Blood Density: 0
(Recombinant mutated carbon-based life form. Weak body like paper. Brainless cannon fodder. Not worth nurturing.)
Yarlin walked out of the darkness slowly. He squinted his eyes and observed the slaves who were unharmed. He had a better understanding and comparison of the slaves' stats in his mind.
Of course, he compared them to the humans who were lying on the ground. The average human's stats were between 1 and 2.
Of course, this was only a preliminary conjecture. After all, his knowledge of this world was still very limited. Even so, he did not think that inferior slaves were invincible. After all, even if the evaluation of the word "cannon fodder" was a little exaggerated, he could not really ignore it.
Moreover, he had seen Captain Weya's terrifying swordsmanship. He compared the two in his mind. Obviously, the inferior slave was no match for Captain Weya in a head-to-head fight. Captain Weya's bounty had not crossed the threshold of ten million, and there were many pirates in this world who were rumored to have more than a hundred million bounties.
As Ya Erlin thought about this, his eyes subconsciously scanned the ground. Then, some data naturally appeared on his retina.
“0.1，1”“0.2，1”“0.1，1”“0.1，1”“0.2，1”“0.1，1”“0.1，1.”“0，0”“0，0”
His cold gaze swept over and landed in the eyes of the people on the ground. Immediately, they felt a strange chill in their hearts, as if they were being stared at by some kind of cold-blooded carnivore. In the eyes of the other party, they were dismembered and served fresh meat on a plate.
He shifted his gaze and looked at the merchant guards who were trembling in fear. Oh, that wasn't the right way to address them, because their leader was already dead.
"Why aren't you leaving?" Yarlin looked at them and sighed.
"You are?" The guards looked at each other. Then, a man who looked slightly older walked out and asked.
"Oh, we are on the same side." Yarlin stretched out his hand and pointed at the broken boxes and the bottles of kerosene that rolled out. "Lombardi asked me to come. Okay, it's settled here. You can go set the fire. Go to the corner of the city and quickly light the fire."
After casually giving a perfunctory explanation, the group of distraught guards hurriedly picked up the things on the ground and left the place as if they were running away.
After waiting for their figures to disappear, Yarlin licked his lips and looked at the living people who were paralyzed on the ground. A strange black line flashed in his eyes.
"What are you doing …"
"Ah … Don't come over …"
"Absorb!"
It was like the sound of a balloon leaking air. Then, everything returned to silence. Traces of cold air blew past. On the ground that was full of blood and kerosene, a few shriveled corpses seemed to be stuck to it. When the wind blew, the corpses made a "patter" sound.
Compared to the devouring of corpses and the transformation into a state of being neither dead nor alive, the form of "Absorb" was to suck the target into a dry corpse. The flesh and blood essence of the body were instantly sucked dry and turned into nourishment for Yarlin's growth.
"Although they all need to be fresh, living people, judging by the outcome of death," Absorb "should be the most benevolent of the three." Yarlin sighed in his heart. He didn't know if the corpses under his feet would agree with his so-called benevolence.
A 3D projection appeared in his consciousness. At the bottom of the column, there was a new input. The number of points for "Absorb" had increased from 0 to 0.9.
There were a total of seven living people. Two of them provided 0.2, while the remaining five all provided 0.1. Ya Erlin only had a guess as to why there was such a difference, but he had no way of determining it. He would have to wait until he had the chance to verify it.
The current problem was how to distribute the 0.9 points.
Yarlin felt like he was playing some kind of game. However, he knew in his heart that this was not a game. This thing that was similar to a game template was just an image that Asturias conjured according to his own needs.
Some messy thoughts quickly turned in his mind. After that, Yarlin focused his attention. Suddenly, a warm current gushed out from his heart and quickly rushed to his limbs and bones.
His whole body instantly grew two centimeters taller. The muscles all over his body looked like they had been sculpted by a sculptor's ax. The lines were clear and strong. Each of the muscles swelled and tightened with a little force. Through the close-fitting clothes, it was as if there were countless steel cables wrapped inside. It was terrifying.
Mental Strength 1
Nerve Conduction Rate 1
Bone Hardness 1
Muscle Activity 3.1
Blood Density Flow Rate 1
Incomplete Body — Complete (Progress Bar 1/100)
Absorption Distribution Points (0)
Yarlin closed the 3D projection on his retina. He silently assessed the terrifying strength contained in his body. The feeling of strength in his every movement was intoxicating. He looked at his right hand. The joints of his five fingers had become thicker. The skin on the back of his hand also seemed to have become coarse. When he touched it with his hand, it didn't feel smooth, but more like the friction of cowhide.
Closing his palms, Yarlin gently exhaled. He slowly expelled the excitement in his mind. That was the instinctive excitement that was transmitted from his biological cells to his consciousness after his body suddenly became stronger.
He wasn't the kind of person who would immerse himself in a state of excitement. He was more accustomed to controlling his own emotional changes.
The night was as viscous as a glossy silk. Orange flames were silently spreading from the corners of the room ….
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