Simultaneous travel: Starting from returning to the main god space.

Chapter 115: Shuangquan Hands and Word Spirit·Discipline (Please give me a monthly ticket! Please subscribe!)

Both hands.

One of the Eight Wonderful Skills in the world of Under One Person, it is said to be a magical skill that can cure all diseases and injuries in the world.

Even more exaggeratedly, as long as the person is not completely dead, Shuangquanshou can rescue him or her and restore the patient to his or her peak condition in a short period of time.

However, the Shuangquan Hand that Wu Xian displayed now was different from the one-person world. This was an improved version exchanged from the main god, which could be activated by any form of energy.

Not only that, the threshold for practicing it has also become lower. It took Wu Xian, who was in a one-man world, about two years to practice it to perfection.

Some time ago, the two Wu Xian happened to enter the mysterious space at the same time, and the other party shared with him all the usage and experience of this magical skill.

Although it is the main god version, the effect of this pair of hands is exactly the same as in the comics.

The blue hand, representing sex, can repair the mind and soul, and manipulate the memory and cognition of others at will.

The red hand, representing life, can heal physical illnesses and injuries, and even transform the body into the shape desired by the caster.

For example, now Wu Xian is using the red hand that represents [life]. Obviously, he wants to solve Eri's bloodline problem from the root, so that she can become a normal hybrid while retaining her own strength.

"They say anything produced by the Lord God is a masterpiece. You must not ruin your reputation at this critical moment..."

Wu Xian spoke softly, and then the red energy palm was placed on Eri's conscience, and quickly spread through her skin and flesh to all parts of her body.

"Hmm~~"

A moan came out of Eri's mouth, with a light and strange tone, as if telling the basic rules of this world, full of mysterious rhythm.

In an instant, everything in the room was shaking slightly, and cracks appeared on the floor and walls, as if it was on the verge of collapse and "death".

【Word Spirit·Judgment】

Ranked 111th in the Word Spirit Sequence List, it is an extremely dangerous Word Spirit derived from the White King's bloodline. It can ignore "hardness", "material" and "distance" and cut through any substance.

Theoretically, as long as the area is covered by the domain, [Judgment] can forcibly deprive the lives of all enemies within it. It is a powerful curse related to fate. Even the first generation like the four monarchs are at risk of being seriously injured by it.

Buzz buzz————

Feeling the faint murderous intent in the air, Wu Xian lowered his eyes slightly.

The next second, a red-gold light emanated from his pupils, as if two blazing suns were burning inside.

At the same time, he muttered to himself, slowly uttering ancient and mysterious syllables with an irresistible power and majesty, suppressing all abnormal phenomena around him and restoring the previous calm.

[Yan Ling·Precepts]

As we all know, every hybrid has his or her own unique words and spirits.

Just like Ange's [Time Zero], Chu Zihang's [Jun Yan], and now Eiry's [Judgment], they are all words that are automatically obtained after awakening the bloodline.

The same is true for Wu Xian. The word spirit that he first awakened was called [Bronze Throne]. Like a certain Fen Dog, it can strengthen his bones, skin and muscles in a short period of time. His explosive power and endurance are also greatly improved. It can be understood as a beggar version of a steel body.

However, considering the level of Word Spirit, it does not have much advantage in facing the first generation Dragon King, and there is even the possibility of facing the disgusting situation of having its authority erased.

Therefore, before Wu Xian of the Dragon Clan left the mysterious space for the first time, he specifically asked Wu Xian, the reincarnationist, to go to the Lord God to exchange a higher-level Word Spirit for him, which was the [Commandment] he released at this moment.

This is a very high-level Word Spirit, with a Sequence Number of 106. It's said to originate from the Black King Nidhogg, and even the first-generation Dragon Kings are unable to forcibly cancel or become immune to it. When this Word Spirit is used, the caster constructs a domain centered on themselves, suppressing the Word Spirit abilities of all hybrids and even purebloods within that domain.

Because of this, this word spirit is very useful in actual dragon slaying, and can minimize the power gap between hybrids and dragons to the greatest extent possible.

But unfortunately, most of the holders of this word spirit cannot maintain their domain for a long time, and the scope of the domain is extremely limited.

Only an alchemy master like Vice Principal Cassel, who can use the alchemy array to assist, can spread the power of [Discipline] to the entire academy.

But Wu Xian's situation is somewhat different. His [Commandments] come from the Lord God. Not only has his authority reached the level of the Dragon King, but it also has no restrictions on time and scope.

Theoretically, as long as he has enough mental strength, he can completely cover the entire earth with the domain of [Discipline] and operate it at full power 365 days a year without any problem.

Of course, Wu Xian is far from being able to do this now, but if he can just extend the scope of the domain to most of Tokyo and maintain it for a month, it will be more than enough.

Just like that, as [Discipline] suppressed [Judgment], the energy of the Red Hand continued to penetrate into Eri's body, and began to repair and transform her flesh at the microscopic level, and gradually adapted to the overly powerful bloodline.

Soon, Eri, who was originally trembling all over, began to breathe more slowly and her expression changed from pain to calmness, as if she had fallen asleep.

At the same time, those hideous iron-gray scales began to fade away little by little, revealing the fair and soft skin texture again, which looked even more elastic than before.

However, seeing this scene, Wu Xian did not feel relieved. Instead, he frowned and looked at Eiry who was already sleeping, as if he had discovered some serious problem.

"Strange, her body actually hides the spiritual will of someone else... Could it really be the White King? She can actually inhabit her own will within the blood of her descendants?"

Wu Xian was a little surprised, but when he thought about the situation of Lu Mingfei and the four monarchs, as well as the spiritual elements mastered by the White King, he felt that everything was natural.

That's right, even a cunning rabbit has three burrows, let alone someone who can compete with the Black King. Knowing that there is a high probability of losing, he will definitely prepare several escape routes for himself.

But if this is true, then Long San's final plot will be very interesting.

I'm afraid that even without the little devil's intervention, Herzog's final outcome would only serve to pave the way for the real White King... Humph! This guy really was a ridiculous clown from beginning to end.

With a sneer, Wu Xian narrowed his eyes, and then stretched out his left hand again.

At the same time, a blue energy palm reached out and gently placed on Eri's forehead.

This is the blue hand in Shuangquan's hand, representing [sex]. In the world of one person, it is also known as the Soul-Clearing Technique. It can control the memory and cognition of others, and restore trauma such as the spirit and soul.

Similarly, Blue Hand can easily resolve some mental restrictions and hidden dangers.

"Um?!"

Suddenly, Wu Xian's eyebrows moved slightly, and his powerful mental power spread out. Soon, he saw a large group of ferocious guys surrounding the love hotel.

The leader among them was a handsome young man.

But at this moment, the expression on his face was extremely gloomy, as if he was an old father who found out that his cabbages had been eaten by a wild boar, and was coming over with a machete, determined to cut the wild boar into pieces.

"..."

Looking down at Eri, who was as white as a lamb in his arms, and his big hand resting on her conscience, Wu Xian couldn't help but fall into silence.

What if... He meant what if, if he told his future brother-in-law that all this was just a misunderstanding, would the other party believe it?
(End of this chapter)