I'm a proper student; I only take nine kinds of potions every day.

Chapter 203 The Happy Wind Man Who Can Elbow Strike is Invincible!

Just as Ivan was about to speak, Armitage stopped him.

After hanging up the phone, Armitage said, "I know you have special flying abilities that allow you to move quickly between two cities."

"But try your best not to let others deduce these details from you based on time."

Ivan was surprised: "You knew that?"

Armitage chuckled: "You brat, aren't you underestimating the status of those in positions of power?"

Ivan scratched the back of his head: "So, all that flying here was like I was flying naked?"

Armitage shook his head: "It's not that bad."

"That cloak you're wearing is quite interesting; it can conceal your aura and make others think you're a gargoyle."

"The reason I was able to recognize you is because our relationship has made me very familiar with your spirit, which is why I was able to sense it."

Seeing that Dr. Armitage had seen through his meager resources, Ivan grinned and gave a thumbs up.

"Fortunately, you are my support, not my enemy."

Armitage chuckled, reached out and touched Ivan's shiny black hair, his eyes filled with a kind of loving affection for a disciple.

"That fragment of the Necronomicon is still in your stomach, isn't it?"

Ivan rubbed his stomach and mumbled, "Yeah, it's still inside me."

Armitage nodded: "Keep it with you for now, it will still be a source of inspiration at crucial moments."

"I can block any fatal attack from anyone below the rank of superior."

"I can guarantee your survival if you surpass those above you in rank."

"As for what happens next, that depends on your own abilities."

"Use this time difference, go back now and head directly to this address."

Armitage handed over a slip of paper: "These are the clues I found. There's at most one expert among them; the rest are all apprentices."

"With your current combat strength, wiping them out will be a piece of cake."

"Doctor, where is this?" Ivan asked curiously.

Armitage said, "A plague nest, with an idol of the ghoul king inside."

"This is something I discovered exclusively; other factions haven't noticed it yet."

At this point, Armitage's eyes turned cold, sharp as a sword.

"Remember, kill everyone inside, leave no one alive."

"Now all factions in Bolton City are waiting for the moment when the Bone Saint is born."

"They all want a piece of the pie."

"Capitalists have three professions, and they all desire to use this skeletal holy child to extend their lifespan beyond seventy years."

"As for the Church, they also yearn for this skeletal holy child, hoping it can help them open the deep gates of the dungeon."

"The nobles are also eager for this skeletal holy child, hoping to purify their bloodline."

Upon hearing this, Ivan blinked and said, "So, it turns out everyone's a mole!?"

Armitage nodded: "Otherwise, how do you think these ghouls could have caused such a commotion?"

"Many things inside happened with the tacit approval of various factions."

"Now, everyone plans to harvest the fruit into their own basket when it is ripe."

"There's not much you can do right now. I just hope you can minimize civilian casualties as much as possible."

"All of the ghoul's magical artifacts are interconnected. Destroying this idol will grant you some unexpected rewards."

"After all, due to your unique characteristics, the Ghoul King seems to favor you quite a bit."

After listening to these heartfelt words of advice, Ivan said gratefully to Armitage, "Thank you!"

Ivan then bid farewell to Armitage, donned his Shadow Cloak, took his cauldron and cat, and swiftly disappeared into the night.

The cold wind at the end of December was quite biting, mixed with ice crystals in the air after a heavy snowfall, making people shiver.

At this moment, Ivan, who was wearing only a single layer of clothing, did not feel much of a difference.

After running quickly out of New Haven city, Evan immediately spread his wings.

One could see a pair of black wings, like two large claws, and at this moment, the whole body was emanating a faint black aura.

Whoosh!

After crouching slightly, Ivan took off in a very standard Superman-like manner, his body lightly soaring to a height of two hundred meters in the air.

Feeling the wind and snow in the sky, Ivan's heart stirred, and he saw the huge claws on both sides turn into two clouds of black mist.

These fog particles do not have an actual collision volume and cannot carry out normal physical attacks.

But they floated beside Ivan like two terrifying gusts of wind, giving him an indescribable sense of oppression.

Then, Ivan used his mind to control the two black mists, enveloping himself in them.

Then Ivan's body disappeared into mid-air, turning into a wisp of ethereal wind that seemed to be tangible.

"Holy crap—is this what it feels like to become a cloud!?"

At this moment, Evan felt lightheaded and completely lost his sense of form.

He could stretch and compress the mist at will, as if he himself had become a ball of water.

Afterwards, Ivan's body returned to normal, and his face was filled with excitement and exhilaration.

"This is the true meaning of a happy-go-lucky guy!"

"Asagao!"

With a strange low shout, Ivan's body suddenly lunged forward, only to transform into a black gust of wind with no collision volume.

He charged forward for over twenty meters, and then, under Ivan's control, his body returned to normal.

"Wow! There are even physical invincibility frames during the sprint!?"

At this moment, Ivan's face was flushed with joy, and he was in an unusually excited state.

"Damn! This Build combination is awesome!"

At this moment, Ivan felt as if he had finally managed to get a perfect combination of affixes after starting countless games.

"Now it's my turn to play!"

Ivan let out a strange cry, and the next second his body turned into a cloud of black mist, rushing forward at an extremely fast speed.

Having gained a 30% speed boost after absorbing the wings, Ivan's flight speed has now increased from 50 kilometers per hour to 65 kilometers per hour.

Now, in one second, you can sprint eighteen meters!

Furthermore, the entire process ignores collision volume and conventional physical attacks!

"So refreshing!"

With a strange cry, Evan charged forward and plunged into the wilderness.

After landing, it was seen that although Ivan was in flight, the previously eye-catching wings on his back had now turned into two wisps of drifting black mist.

When the two are combined, they look like a long cloak resembling black mist.

"Great! This is another crucial backup plan!"

"Who would have thought that this misty cloak would transform into two indestructible hands at the crucial moment!?"

Ivan's smile was incredibly unrestrained and arrogant.

"What a pity, this effect only works at night!"

Having confirmed the current performance, Ivan took off again.

To prevent any accidents, this time he directly transformed his wings into two wisps of black mist, and wrapped his arms around the cauldron containing the cat.

He resembled a superhero in a black cape, rushing towards Bolton City at incredible speed.

Late at night, in the remote outskirts northeast of Bolton City, at a secluded mine adjacent to a river.

"hurry up!"

A low shout echoed in the dimly lit mine.

Then you see several trembling miners pushing mine carts, carrying one highly decomposed corpse after another deeper into the ground.

You can see that this mine is filled with distortion and desecration.

The eerie mine was filled with the skeletons of humans and various animals, arranged in a peculiar way that stretched inwards.

Deep within the mine is a hollowed-out area containing a blurry statue with a pair of enormous bone horns.

The statue is three meters tall and has an exquisite appearance, yet its features are impossible to discern no matter what one does.

Around this statue, there were a large number of humans acting on instinct.

However, these humans had bloodshot eyes and their bodies radiated a bronze color. They seemed to be completely unconscious and were just wandering around instinctively.

As the highly decomposed corpses were thrown in, the bronze-colored zombies quickly moved closer.

They devoured the corpses, the sounds of tearing and swallowing echoing eerily in the cave.

During this process, one could vaguely sense an invisible force gathering towards the statue.

At this moment, three people were standing at the only exit on the outer perimeter.

Two people, wearing masks and black leather armor, stood guard at the door.

You can tell from the pair of seven-colored gem-like pupils behind the mask that both of them are mages.

Opposite to these two mages was a young man with patterned ram horns on his head and flames burning in his eyes.

It's obvious that this is a demon.

It's clear that among the three, this demon is the absolute leader.

"Keep a close watch on this place. No mistakes are allowed."

The demon coldly gave the order, then his body, accompanied by flames, vanished from the spot.

After the demon left, the two mages fell silent for a moment, both seeing the anger in each other's eyes, yet they were helpless.

These two people are now only good at releasing fireballs to scare the mortals; they have no other use.

"When will this job ever end?!"

The young man on the left complained in a low voice.

The young man on the right took a deep breath: "Almost there!"

"If we complete this mission, we can obtain a new special potion."

"If we master the second characteristic, we can rob banks and make money!"

Just as the two were complaining, they suddenly heard a scream from afar.

"What's going on!?"

Outside the mine, the demon emerged from the darkness in a flash of flame, casually picked up a cigarette and lit it.

He took a deep breath and couldn't help but curse, "Is this any kind of work a human being could do?! The stench of corpses is everywhere!"

"If it weren't for the fact that I can absorb souls here, I wouldn't be doing this!"

One of the core flaws of demons is that they cannot obtain energy from regular food and can only feed on souls.

If one cannot regularly absorb the soul, one will fall into weakness and confusion.

This makes many demons, after falling into a weakened state, willing to do anything for a soul.

This is the reason why there are many female succubi among demons.

Just as the demon was quietly smoking, a voice suddenly rang in his ear.

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"Hey bro, can I borrow a light?"

The demon instinctively handed over the lighter, but the next second, he felt his hair stand on end!

In this desolate wilderness, in the dead of night, who would come to borrow a light from me?

In an instant, the demon's body vanished and reappeared a dozen meters away.

His fists burst into flames, and two skull-shaped fire spirits appeared around him.

"Where did this bastard witcher come from! You're asking for death!"

When the demon saw the pair of golden vertical pupils and white hair in the darkness, it confirmed the other party's identity.

However, he didn't take it to heart, as both sides were experts.

But as a demon, I possess even more outstanding close-range combat abilities!

Of the 18 classes, Demon and Knight are the most skilled in melee attacks!

The guy's face was fair and without any black veins, which meant he hadn't taken the potion yet.

As long as this guy doesn't eat, I'm confident I can make sure he doesn't get to eat!

Then, under the demon's gaze, the idiotic witcher suddenly pulled out a medicine bottle.

The moment the demon saw the medicine bottle, it vanished from its spot and used its signature flame teleportation to suddenly descend from above Ivan.

At the same time, the two fire skeletons launched a precise pincer attack from three directions, one from the left front and the other from the right front.

Faced with this situation, the demon heard the man suddenly let out a strange cry that he couldn't understand.

"Asagi!!"

The demon didn't know what the sentence meant, but he vaguely heard one of the words that he recognized.

He then flew into a rage: "You're the gay one!"

He threw a fiery punch, only to find that he had missed!

Under the demon's furious gaze, he suddenly saw the guy in front of him turn into a cloud of black mist.

His three-pronged attack suddenly became meaningless.

"What kind of weird trait is this? A Witcher who can turn into black mist?"

The demon, who was somewhat puzzled, was instantly engulfed in flames.

What was just a normal human form has transformed into a fire-breathing human.

The scorching flames swept outwards, illuminating even the dim cave entrance.

Just then, a sinister and eerie voice rang out.

"Why are you so sensitive? Are you really gay?"

The demon chuckled and turned its head at lightning speed to strike the source of the sound, only to find that its attack had been dodged by the mist once again.

Fortunately, the demon's perception was excellent. The two missed attacks allowed him to directly detect the drifting habits of the opponent's mist.

Then, seizing the crucial moment, he made a direct prediction—

"Die!!!"

Bang! !

A precise, fiery punch struck the opponent's body.

However, the demon felt as if it were hitting a steel plate, not a human body.

The other person's hand, like a hydraulic clamp, directly gripped his fist.

"Idiot! Who said demons only have two hands?" A hint of mockery flashed in the demon's eyes.

Suddenly, a flaming arm extended from the demon's left shoulder and slammed towards Evan's head at a tricky angle.

However, just as the arm was swung out, the demon saw the mist on the other's shoulder suddenly turn into a huge, muscular black elbow.

"Man!!" A strange roar suddenly appeared.

Ah!

Accompanied by a sharp elbow strike and a scream.

This elbow strike not only shattered the opponent's fiery arm, but also smashed the demon's head into a bloody pulp.

Seeing this, Ivan grinned, still savoring the moment, and said, "The happy wind man who can elbow—he's truly invincible now!"

P.S.: A new group has been created. There are entrances in the introduction and at the end of the chapter. Brothers who are interested are welcome to join.

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