Wrong, my skills refresh every week

……

skill:

【Crispy College Student】

·Continuous activation.

Combat continuation, death resistance.

·Durability overrange is reduced, and you will be more vulnerable to damage.

ps: Physical collapse cannot stop you from wanting to leave. Your ancestors will plead for you in the underworld.

【Go wherever you want】

When health is low, resist control and negative effects (including bleeding, disability, etc.)

Strength increases according to the amount of health lost.

When attacked, blood is converted into chemical tanks. Use to restore damaged health and increase health recovery speed.

Significantly increases health regeneration rate.

ps: Mundo, go wherever you want!

……

After receiving the skill information, Ciel was dumbfounded.

What did he see?

【Crispy College Student】?

What is this?

The second skill is no surprise, it’s Mundo’s passive ability in League of Legends, but the first…

"Isn't this just a joke? Can this be considered a skill?"

Once again, Ciel refreshed his understanding of his cheat code. It didn't just give out powerful game abilities, it could also give out skills with negative effects?

The durability of the super-domain level is reduced, which is almost equivalent to a downgrade in the durability attribute!

Charles could already feel that his strength was rapidly draining away. His running speed also became slow. He began to pant after only a few steps, as if he had returned to the exhausted state when he got off work after working 996 hours.

but……

“Tsk, hahahaha…”

Far from being discouraged, Charles burst into laughter.

[Crispy College Student] Although it causes Charles' physical fitness to decline rapidly, it also has some very buggy abilities.

Combat continuation and death resistance.

These two seemingly simple explanations, combined with the birth of this joke in Charles' previous life, made him quickly realize how terrifying this ability was.

"Back then, there was a certain brave man who promoted this skill. However, he had a platelet count of 1 and corpse spots all over his body. He went on a trip and came back alive. There is a legend that he is still alive!"

The only problem.

This skill has no healing effect, which means that if you are really blown into pieces, no matter how powerful Orario's medical skills are, I'm afraid they will be powerless to save you.

But rather...

[Go wherever you want] This skill filled Charles' last concern.

The percentage of life restored per second is almost equivalent to a weakened [Self-Regeneration], which means that Ciel now has a recovery speed that is almost comparable to that of a monster!

Lock blood! Plus super-speed regeneration!

How did this die?

Totally impossible to die!

Chapter 11: Mundo! Go wherever you want!

On the run...

Charles realized something and said, "I know!"

"Blessings will develop corresponding abilities based on inner wishes. Refresh effects will also follow a similar direction!"

"It may be difficult to awaken abilities based on your inner desires. But if you just change your skills based on your wishes, it will be much easier!"

The former is something created out of nothing, while the latter is just a redistribution of experience points.

"Just now, my desire to survive outweighed my other wills, so I developed the ability to lock my health and save my life! And luck seems to only determine the quality of this kind of skill."

Realizing this, Charles is more confident about his future!

"At least, I can decide the prize pool for the skill draw. As for whether it's R or SSR, it all depends on luck!"

After figuring out all the key points, Charles stopped.

……

During a brief moment of thought, the negative effect of reduced durability was exposed.

Charles only felt his body getting heavier, while the footsteps behind him became clearer and clearer.

He turned around and saw that the two pursuers were already less than ten meters behind him.

"We can't waste any more energy. We need to end this quickly!"

Charles pulled out a scarlet dagger from his arms and turned around and stood still.

"What? You stinky rat, you're not going to run away anymore?"

"Haha, you can't run anymore!"

When the two men saw Charles stop, they gradually slowed down their pace, like a cat playing with a mouse, holding their swords and approaching step by step with a grin.

In the dim passage, Charles slowly raised his head. The azure afterglow of the fluorite illuminated his chin, highlighting his eyes that exuded endless malice. The corners of his mouth slowly lifted, revealing a smile of having caught his prey:

"You think you've got me?"

"if not?"

The man in white robe sneered, but without stopping, he crossed half the distance, leaving only six meters between the three of them.

Five meters…

Four meters...

"Why don't we first figure out who is the hunter? And who is the prey?"

Charles leaned forward, and at the moment the man in white robe accelerated forward, he stomped the ground with his right foot and leaped high towards the opponent.

The white-robed man's pupils dilated, his brows relaxed in excitement, he blocked Charles's flying knee with one hand, and swung the sword in his hand with force.

stab-

Immediately afterwards, warm blood stained the white robe red, splashed on the face, and made the man in white robe tremble all over.

That's the feeling! Watching life gradually lose its movement in front of you!

thump—

Immediately afterwards, he felt as if he was hit by metal on the face.

“Hee ha… ga… uh uh uh…”

He wanted to laugh out loud, but a strange sound came out of his throat.

Charles was not chopped away, but there was a large slanted cut on his chest, and blood was oozing out.

At the same time, the favor behind it is scorching hot.

Ciel knew that the passive ability of "Go wherever you want" was triggered!

He is immune to the negative effects of being knocked away, and his strength will now be increased unprecedentedly!

He took advantage of the moment of pause in mid-air, and the man in white robe blocked the gap of his knee with one hand, swung out the money bag with one hand to attack, and with the other hand, he crossed the safe distance and accurately cut the man in white robe's throat with a red dagger.

"Hey...what are you doing?!"

The other man in white robe immediately cut Charles in half with a sword and kicked him in the wound.

puff-

Charles held a large mouthful of blood in his mouth and spat it towards the man's face before hitting the rock wall.

The moment he landed, Charles rolled sideways, and while his opponent's eyes were covered with blood, he rolled over and slashed the man's femoral aorta with his knife.

The blood spurted out like a fountain, quickly soaking the floor.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

The man in white robe took out a high-grade elixir from his robe and sprinkled it on his wound, but there was no sign of healing. He turned his head in astonishment and stared at Charles.

Charles showed his white teeth stained with blood, and smiled obscenely: "It's useless, this knife contains an incurable curse, you can't survive!"

"You...you lunatic! You lunatic!" The man in white robe pulled Charles up from the ground and punched him in the face again and again.

He never expected that this little devil could be so cruel and wanted to exchange his life with them!

"Hahahaha...the harder you push, the more blood will flow..." Charles grinned sarcastically.

"How's it going? Are you starting to feel dizzy?"

"Come on, why are you out of strength? Keep beating me!"

Charles fell to the ground, tightly guarding his incurable dagger. He let the man in white vent his anger. In just four minutes, the man in white had collapsed on him, allowing Charles to push him away. He looked at Charles with despair as he used the dagger to cut his throat little by little.

Until his death, he never imagined that this guy, who had been stabbed in the chest and whose intestines were all on the ground, had the strength to continue doing such a thing.

But he no longer had the chance to know the answer.

……

After getting rid of the two pursuers, Charles fell to the ground holding his stomach, kicking and rolling around frantically.

“Shhhhhhhh…ohhh…it hurts! It hurts so much!”

Even though [Go Wherever You Want] exempted him from most abnormal states, [Crispy College Student] provided combat continuation, so that he had no impact on his movements and would not be knocked unconscious by the pain.

But being hit by two swords that almost cut him in half, the pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow was unbearable for a human. But the immunity effect of the skill made it impossible for Ciel to faint!

"No wonder... Mondo went crazy..."

Charles covered his stomach and picked up a bottle of alchemical potion that had fallen from the ground and was made from his own blood. He used the liquid inside to simply flush his intestines and stuffed them back into his stomach.

He leaned against the rock wall, waiting for the potion to take effect.

Time passed by, and the heat spread across his body. He looked down at his chest, where his flesh was gently moving, his dislocated ribs were gradually healing, and some dirt and sand were squeezed out of the wound.

In just five minutes, all the wounds on Charles' body were healed.

"Hahahaha-"

The pain that was tormenting Ciel disappeared, he raised his arms, covered his eyes and laughed.

As I laughed, my eyes couldn't help but become moist.

The enemy's overall ability is roughly at level 1C.

But he was too weak, so weak that he could only use this kind of injury-for-injury, unexpected attack to forcibly kill one. He could only rely on the incurable curse and rely on time to drag the man to lose too much blood.

He didn't know how many battles like this were waiting for him.

Weakness only lasts for a moment, but the pain makes the spirit even crazier.

Charles gripped the dagger tightly, picked up the purse that was thrown out as a sandbag, and looked at the passage ahead again.

This time, he held the power to resist.

"No one can stop me! I want to live! Live more comfortably and freely than anyone else!"