Starting as dockworkers, they swept through Chongqing.

Chapter 147 Two Talents, Extraordinary Relics

Huma's neck and trachea were instantly crushed by the terrifying gripping force.

Her pupils quickly turned white, her body stiffened violently for a moment, and then she collapsed to the ground as if all her strength had been drained, completely losing all signs of life.

With her death, the raven feather pendant on her chest that had shielded her from five bullets also shattered with a soft "crack" into a pile of dull jade powder.

Xilun slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, retracted the bone claw, and shook off the warm blood that clung to his fingertips.

He dared not be careless in the slightest. If it weren't for the resentment towards the revolver's trump card, he would most likely be the one who died here.

"Sirlen! We can't let that big-eared fox get away!"

Daisy's anxious exclamation came from behind.

She pointed to the sickly yellow fox not far away, trying to slip away in the chaos, her voice tinged with lingering fear: "It's the eyes and ears of the senior scholars. If it gets away, the Raven School will find us by following the scent!"

Susie had also recovered some strength from the exhaustion caused by the depletion of her magic.

Her fair face was serious as she shouted in a clear voice, "I'll burn it!"

As she spoke, a faint but deadly golden flame flickered again on her mud-covered fingertips.

Xilun's eyes twitched; he knew all too well that such mutated creatures were very likely to possess extraordinary talents.

He was unwilling to let this opportunity slip away, and quickly stopped them, saying, "Don't move! Leave it to me!"

Before he finished speaking, Xilun exerted force with his feet again.

Using the remaining power of the guiding spell, he darted out like a cheetah.

The big-eared fox has extremely keen senses. It seemed to sense the deadly danger approaching from behind, and it stomped its limbs on the ground, trying to squeeze into the tangled gaps between the thick tree roots in front of it.

Xilun was still three meters away from the Big-eared Fox. His eyes turned cold, and his right hand transformed into a dark gold bone claw once more, slashing out fiercely through the air.

A piercing tearing sound came from the air.

Five visible dark golden claw-like breaths shot out from his hand, like five sharp, invisible longswords, instantly traversing a distance of three meters.

The fox, which was leaping into the air, suddenly froze and then crashed heavily onto the pile of fallen leaves.

Five deep, bone-revealing claw marks were clearly visible on its back, and blood instantly stained the surrounding soil red.

It twitched only twice before completely losing its life.

Xiren looked at the corpse of the big-eared fox and finally relaxed completely.

Luckily, I acted quickly enough. If I had been burned to ashes by Susie's ghostly fire, my talent would have been wasted.

"Trying to steal my kill?" Xilun snorted.

At the very moment the big-eared fox died, a black stream of light, visible only to Xilun, emerged from the fox's corpse and shot into his body like an arrow.

It was a cold and mysterious sensation that quickly flowed into my mind along my meridians.

Instead of checking the changes in his body, Celen turned around and walked toward Daisy and Susie, who were slumped on the ground.

"Are you all alright?" Xilun's voice returned to its usual calm.

Susie shook her head, her face still a little pale, staring blankly at Xilun.

She didn't seem to have fully recovered from the perilous battle she had just fought.

After a moment, she silently put the few tattered talismans she was holding into her small bag, let out a long breath, and simply sat down on the ground to close her eyes and rest, recovering her overdrawn magic power.

Xiren turned his gaze to Huma's corpse.

He walked over, picked up the two dark red magic ropes that had fallen in the distance, and weighed them in his hand.

He then searched the body of Huma and found several talismans with strange patterns on them, which he put into his pocket.

"Can I use this rope?" Xilun looked at Susie, who had opened her eyes, and waved the magic rope in his hand.

Susie blinked her clear, large eyes and said earnestly, "You can learn it. Once you master the basics of spiritual guidance, you can control it."

Daisy, who had recovered from her shock, added, "The magic rope is a relatively basic spell medium. With your first-level baptismal mental strength, you should be able to master it in about a month."

However, those talismans are more difficult. Talismanology is an extremely large branch of mysticism, requiring mastery of specific spiritual texts. It would be difficult to even get started without one or two years of hard work.

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Upon hearing this, Xilun shook his head thoughtfully.

His current focus is entirely on honing his fighting skills and physical strength; he simply doesn't have the energy to delve into obscure esoteric texts.

"Then these talismans are yours. They're just useless paper to me." Xilun handed the talismans he had looted to Susie.

As she pondered, Susie looked up blankly, a thoughtful look flashing in her large eyes: "Where's Green? You—you've forgotten about him?"

Xilun was startled, and the image of that burly bodyguard flashed through his mind.

The situation was so tense just now that all his attention was focused on Huma, and he actually forgot about the bodyguard who was still fighting the boar mutant to the death.

He quickly turned his head, his gaze piercing through the thick fog, locking onto the distant earthen slope.

On the earthen slope, Green was struggling to move through the mud.

Despite being a wild boar with a severe back injury, the mutant's terrifying vitality and ferocious strength still put Green in a tough fight.

This wild boar was indeed tough and thick-skinned. Even though there were two bloody cuts on its skin, the skin and flesh remained firm, and the bleeding stopped quickly.

Green's face was as pale as paper, his chest heaving violently, and his clothes were torn to shreds by thorns and wild boar tusks.

"Where are you all?! Doesn't anyone even look at me?!"

Green rolled around to avoid the wild boar's charge, shouting desperately.

The next moment, the wild boar, which was as big as a small mountain, seemed to be completely enraged.

Its eyes were bloodshot, and its hind legs pounded the ground, kicking up large amounts of dirt, before it surged forward like a runaway train.

Green's eyes widened. With no way to avoid it, he could only roar and grip the machete tightly with both hands, holding it horizontally in front of his chest in an attempt to block.

"Bang!"

The impact was so powerful that Green felt as if he had been hit in the chest by a heavy hammer.

He was thrown directly by the impact and crashed heavily into the trunk of a dead tree.

But in the instant he was knocked away, Green, relying on his survival instinct, swung his machete fiercely at the wild boar's head.

The sharp blade pierced deep into the wild boar's hard skull, becoming lodged in the bone.

Green slid to the ground, clutching his chest and wincing in pain, groaning, "It hurts so much—my bone is broken—!"

As they were talking, the wild boar was still alive.

With the cleaver deeply embedded in its skull atop its head, it swayed its massive body and stood up again.

"Huffing and puffing~"

Heavy white breath billowed from its nostrils, its eyes were bloodshot, and it stared intently at Green on the ground, preparing to launch a final, fatal blow.

Green closed his eyes in despair.

At this critical moment, the wild boar's massive body suddenly and strangely stiffened.

"Bang!"

A hint of human-like astonishment flashed in its scarlet eyes, then its limbs went limp and it collapsed to the ground with a thud, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Behind the wild boar, the figure of Siron appeared like a ghost.

With a blank expression, he slowly retracted the bone claw, which emitted a dark golden glow, from the vital part of the wild boar's spine.

"call----"

Xilun breathed a sigh of relief, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes. "Great, both heads have been repaired."

My teammates are still too clueless; they don't know to let the carry get kills.

If it weren't for his skillful play and timely damage output, he would have lost two talents.

Xilun stood beside the massive boar carcass, which resembled a small mountain, and took out a slightly rough towel from his pocket, slowly wiping the thick bloodstains remaining on his fingertips.

He looked down at the dead alien creature; even though it had lost its life, the fierce and oppressive aura still emanated from it.

Several large oak trees nearby were snapped in half by its impact, and hard rocks were shattered. The devastated battlefield was enough to prove its destructive power in life.

"This wild boar's skin and flesh are so tough!"

Feeling the immense resistance when the bone claw pierced his body, Xilun couldn't help but grit his teeth and mutter to himself, "After suffering such severe injuries, including a knife wound to the head, he's still so energetic, just like my second senior brother."

The fennec fox's talent must be related to listening.

Xilun also found it hard to imagine what other talents this mutant could possess.

As for the wild boar variant, it's hard to say.

Wild boars have quite a few distinctive characteristics.

Thick skin, plenty of fat, fast charging speed, and very hard fangs and bones.

Moreover, I have a keen sense of smell and good digestion; it seems that many of my talents are quite useful.

After speculating for a while, Xilun's attention was drawn to the scene before him.

Just as he was marveling at this, an extremely thick black thread slowly emerged from the wild boar's massive body.

This thread was much thicker than the one on the big-eared fox before. It twisted slightly in the air, and then, like a nimble black snake, it instantly surged into Xiren's body.

A violent and scorching energy exploded in his limbs and bones in an instant. Xilun couldn't help but groan, and immediately closed his eyes, guiding his blood and qi to digest this foreign power.

After a moment, the intense heat gradually subsided.

With a thought, the pale red data stream that only he could see cascaded down like a waterfall.

He quickly turned his gaze to the talent section at the bottom.

Sure enough, two brand new entries appeared there: 【远听】 and 【猪蛮肌理】.

Xilun was overjoyed and continued to look closely.

[Talent: Far-Reaching Listener]

[Source: Big-eared Fox.]

[Effect (Active): When highly focused, you will have more sensitive hearing, enhanced auditory information gathering ability, and enhanced ability to integrate, analyze, and transform information into visual images.]

【Distant Listening】is clearly a talent derived from that big-eared fox.

Based on the new insights in his mind, this talent allows him to hear extremely subtle sounds and capture sound wave frequencies that are imperceptible to ordinary people.

Xiren decided to try it immediately.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and focused his mental energy on his ears.

In an instant, the whole world underwent a dramatic transformation in his ears.

The originally noisy and chaotic ambient sounds were as if they had been combed by an invisible hand, and separated into lines with completely different frequencies.

The lines of these sounds were like raindrops dancing in the sky, converging from all directions and creating an extremely clear auditory picture in his mind.

"Pat-pat-pat"

These were footsteps, thick and heavy, with a hint of weakness and sluggishness.

Without even opening his eyes, Xilun could tell that Green was struggling to get up from the ground.

Two breathing sounds came from afar. One was slightly slower, while the other was extremely faint and intermittent.

These are clearly Daisy and Susie; their physical abilities are indeed inferior to even ordinary extraordinary individuals.

Further away, the rustling of the wind through the treetops, the scraping of withered leaves rolling on the ground, and even the muffled rumble of thunder brewing in the clouds all entered his ears with perfect clarity.

Xilun slowly opened his eyes, a hint of amazement flashing in his deep gaze.

This active skill is practically a god-tier skill in wilderness reconnaissance and assassination.

He turned his head and saw Green, covered in mud, limping towards him.

Green's eyes were filled with awe and lingering fear. He opened his mouth as if to express his gratitude, but did not know how to begin.

Xilun looked at him, her tone calm and utterly indifferent: "Let's go, it's going to rain."

Green paused, looked up at the overcast sky but seeing no rain, scratched his messy hair, and muttered in confusion, "What does that mean? It's not raining—"

Just then, a low rumble of thunder suddenly came from the sky.

Immediately afterwards, with a soft "plop," a drop of icy rain, the size of a bean, landed precisely on Green's forehead.

Green subconsciously touched his head and felt the dampness on his fingertips, and he was completely stunned.

He stared wide-eyed at Xilun, stammering, "This—this is so accurate?"

Ignoring Green's shock, Xilen crouched down again and focused his attention back on the boar's carcass.

He noticed that the wild boar's body had begun to rot at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The flesh flowed down like melting candle wax, emitting a pungent, fishy stench.

On the wild boar's head, a faint glimmer of light began to slowly gather.

As the flesh melted away, the thickest tusk in the wild boar's mouth began to emit faint, eerie blue light.

"I wonder if this is an extraordinary relic or simply the extraction of extraordinary characteristics," Xilun pondered to himself.

He tentatively reached out and stroked the gleaming fang.

It feels cool to the touch, and has a subtle, indestructible texture.

With a slight effort, accompanied by a crisp cracking sound of bones breaking, the enormous fang fell off with remarkable ease and was held in his hand.

After losing its tusks, the remaining flesh of the wild boar melted away even faster.

Above the surrounding woods, several vultures, drawn by the smell of rotting flesh, began to circle and gather, emitting unpleasant cries.

Siren put the fangs into his arms, looked away, and turned back to Daisy and Susie.

"Pack your things and go back." Xilun's tone left no room for argument.