abnormal mutation

Chapter 51 Dragon Soul
There are a total of four abnormal mutations this time, two of which are magic damage type and two of which are energy type. Even if Roland doesn't understand the effects of the numbers, he can see their potential.

'Which one should I choose?' He paced back and forth excitedly.

The information about the abnormal mutation is very brief, and its actual effect definitely needs to be experienced and explored by oneself during use.

However, he learned a lesson from the Twin Wolf Beasts: one cannot judge a book by its cover. The Twin Wolf Beasts' enhancement of his five senses and intuition was the key factor that enabled him to repeatedly avoid danger.

【Cultivation Magic】is a growth-type abnormal mutation, but since the user lacks skills and cannot kill people every day, it doesn't significantly help their current situation. 【Arcane Surge】is similar; it's very tempting, but the user lacks a powerful ability to counter extraordinary beings.

Both [Star Origin Standard] and [Dragon Soul] are very strong; the former is a continuous attack, while the latter is a burst of true damage.

After a moment's thought, he still leaned towards [Dragon Soul]. Reality wasn't a game; 35% true damage was enough to render an extraordinary individual incapable of combat, or even cause death. Even in a fight against someone of a higher level, with a discount, it was still something most people couldn't withstand.

【Dragon Soul】 doesn't mean turning his soul into a dragon soul, but rather giving his soul characteristics and abilities similar to a dragon soul, most likely with the effect of strengthening his soul, which would be very beneficial to his future development.

"You're the one." He made the decision immediately, knowing that he would encounter other abnormal mutations later.

Sensing his intentions, the rune seed suddenly expanded, enveloping him completely, then shrank into a small ball, bursting out of the air bubble and plummeting downwards.

In an instant, he felt his body sink, his soul settle, and his five senses return.

After a moment of silence, intense pain suddenly erupted from the depths of my bone marrow, rapidly spreading throughout my body. My muscles trembled, my blood vessels surged, and my body temperature soared to over forty degrees Celsius within seconds, with white mist rising into the air.

Roland's mind was a complete blank; he couldn't think straight, and even maintaining his senses was difficult. He instinctively bit down on his thick clothes, forcing his painful roars down his throat so as not to frighten others.

Perhaps because of his previous experience, the excruciating pain, high fever, and convulsions did not destroy his will. He did not fall into a coma; instead, his mind became clearer and clearer, and he even had the mind to perceive the subtle changes inside his body.

Time seemed to drag on. As the last ray of light outside the window disappeared, the changes in his body finally slowed down. Roland collapsed onto the floor of the storage room, feeling as if he had survived a catastrophe.

His clothes were torn to shreds and disheveled, revealing his muscular physique, which was as sharp as if it had been cleaved by a knife and axe. His body emitted white smoke and a strange aura. Coupled with his captivating eyes, he was clearly not human.

After resting for a few minutes, he suddenly sat up, a smile playing on his lips. He felt better than ever before, full of energy, with excellent body control, a clear mind, and sharp thinking. Books he had read before came flooding back to him without him missing a single detail.

He closed his eyes, and the knives on the wall, the cabinets by the wall, and the sausages hanging from the beams were all clearly "visible." In particular, the fallen Exile, the anti-magic bullets, and the [Hidden Curtain] in the corner suitcase were as conspicuous as fireflies in the night.

The incomprehensible tome and the medicine box also exuded a peculiar aura, which he could clearly sense as soon as he got close.

'This is spiritual perception? How is that possible?' Roland was a little confused. Only extraordinary beings have spiritual perception.

At the same time, deep within his body lies an indescribable, invisible power. If he so desires, he can unleash a Dragon Soul Shockwave on any living creature within a hundred meters, causing unimaginable destructive power.

However, it can only be done once, and the soul also needs time to recover.

Opening his eyes, Roland found the room dimly lit. He walked to the window and could see the firelight in the carbonization furnace in the yard and wisps of smoke in the distance. He could hear the bubbling sound of Targen boiling water.

He didn't see anyone, but he could sense Targen's "aura," which must be some kind of biological fluctuation. Everyone's is different, so he couldn't mistake him.

The effect of [Dragon Soul] far exceeded his expectations; the surprise came so suddenly that he was caught off guard. While excited, he had many questions in his mind. He planned to check his attributes in a simulation match that evening, hoping to find the answers there.

"Let me wash you up." He felt sticky and smelled strongly, which made him very uncomfortable. Looking down, he saw that his shirt was almost completely ruined, and even his new wool shirt hadn't escaped. He felt a little sorry for himself, so he quickly gathered up the tattered clothes, wrapped them in his fur coat, and planned to take them to a tailor shop tomorrow to see if they could still be salvaged.

He pushed open the door shirtless and was immediately startled to find that Kiley and Freddie had grown more than two sizes larger, with a body length of over two meters and a shoulder height of nearly one meter. They stood up looking incredibly handsome and imposing.

The two wolves were very excited to see Roland and kept circling around him. They were one with their master; as their master grew stronger, they would grow stronger in sync.

Roland quickly put the two wolves away to avoid frightening the children.

Fortunately, Targen's contact with the two wolves was brief, and the wolves remained lying down. In addition, the room was dark, so he did not notice any changes in them.

"Brother, why aren't you wearing any clothes?" Targen looked up when he heard the noise.

"I wanted to clean it up. Why isn't the light on?"

"Hurry... hurry up." Targ stared wide-eyed at his older brother, as if watching a demon god approaching, a strange panic gripping his heart. "Big brother, you..."

"What's wrong?" Roland asked, puzzled. He sat down by the fireplace and casually tossed his tattered clothes into the corner.

"N-nothing." Targen turned his head away, not daring to look at him, but the mountain-like pressure kept coming, and his hand adding charcoal trembled uncontrollably. "The water... is boiled. You use it first, and I'll boil some more for them."

"Okay." Roland seemed to remember something, picked out a few old clothes from the cupboard, picked up a bucket of hot water from the fireplace, and strode into the bathroom.

As soon as he closed the door, the room went dark, with only a few slivers of light shining in from the window, but he could still see every detail, including his reflection in the mirror.

'It seems there's a kind of mental pressure emanating from the [Dragon Soul]?'

He was somewhat helpless and could only wipe his body with a towel while trying to restrain himself.

His body had become noticeably stronger, and most of his injuries had healed, with only a few major wounds remaining. His face and chest/abdomen were mostly smooth and flat, without even scars. This must have been due to the effects of the [Dragon Soul].

After washing up and getting dressed, he looked in the mirror to adjust his state, took a deep breath, calmed his emotions, and suppressed that invisible power.

The results were pretty good. At least when Roland came out again, Targen was able to talk to him calmly, although he still didn't dare to look at him.

When Evan and the others finished their work and came in, they were in the same situation. Helpless, he could only take the oil lamp and hide in a corner to read the book he had bought last time, to learn about the ecology of the snowfield and prepare for the hunting later.

The atmosphere in the room was a bit somber tonight. After a quick dinner, Roland went to bed early and took the two wolves into the spirit world ahead of time.

As soon as he entered the chessboard, Frederick eagerly grabbed the contract, looking ready to try it out.

"Wait a minute." Roland patted its head, even more excited than Frederick, eager to know about the changes in its body.

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