Dragon of Catastrophe-Chapter 389 - 154: In the End, I Still Have to Rely on Myself

Chapter 389: Chapter 154: In the End, I Still Have to Rely on Myself

Mad Wolf?

Could it be a kind of transformation ability?

Recalling the transformation of the man named Bonte just now, he couldn’t help but think.

Land didn’t linger here for long.

He quickly left directly.

In the following days, he has been observing and exploring this world, or rather the small city he is currently in.

Judging by the looks of it, this small city has a population of about six or seven thousand.

The people’s living standards are much higher than the average territories in the Ayo World.

All of this is because of their Life Souls.

According to Land’s understanding of these Life Souls.

It seems indeed there are only the Artifact Soul and the Life Soul.

The Artifact Soul, as he guessed, consists of various tools.

There are knives, spears, swords, halberds and various kitchen tools, as well as city defense tools and farming tools, a great variety.

Using them is more convenient than normal tools, and their functions are more comprehensive.

This makes them much more efficient in their work than ordinary people.

And the Life Soul, indeed, is pretty much what he initially expected, a kind of transformation ability.

The kinds of transformation are also very diverse.

Some are like the werewolf Bonte, there are also lion-men, tiger-men, elephant-men, and some large birds with wings, even people like Angels, and more, like serpents, insects, etc.

They often transform during travel, or fighting, or working.

However, those with Life Souls generally do work that is of higher status than those with Artifact Souls, and their social status is also higher.

Land observed the strength of these people, which is quite decent.

Currently, the strongest one he saw is someone who can transform into a giant stag beetle, about the size of an average human.

This one’s strength is extremely powerful, able to lift objects weighing dozens of tons, with excellent defense, roughly estimated to be at least at level seventeen or eighteen.

That’s already minimistically counted.

Of course, besides that, Land also discovered that the time in this world compared to the Abyss.

Is roughly five to one.

A day in the Abyss is five days in this world.

The time flow rate is different, which is something every planar world has.

Land already learned this from the Enchanting Demon Lord before coming.

To understand these basic situations.

Then, according to the Otherworld Invasion Manual, Article Two.

What’s next is to identify individuals, cultivate puppets, and spread the Abyss’s Secret Skills in this world.

Since it’s the first time, they must be cultivated one by one gradually, so the world will can adapt as much as possible...

Hmm.

So, how should one choose puppet candidates?

According to the Otherworld Invasion Manual, Article Three.

Such candidates are best chosen with a world-weary sentiment, with deep hatred and resentment.

And after Land’s observation these past few days.

Such candidates hardly exist in this small city.

Because in this small city, there is a very famous City Lord, who has been safeguarding the citizens’ personal safety.

He also takes great care of the underprivileged.

This results in those with Extraordinary Power in the city being well-mannered, not daring to be overly arrogant.

This leaves Land somewhat at a loss.

As an outsider intent on stirring things up, the last thing he wants to see is such a situation.

Should he leave the city and take a look elsewhere?

Land took a circle outside the city, and as a result, couldn’t see any other city within a dozen kilometers nearby.

This made him abandon the idea.

He decided to try experimenting with someone he initially disregarded.

At night, the moon is dark, the wind is high.

Inside a stone house.

In a single room.

A bespectacled young man, crying while gulping down alcohol.

Outside the window, Land quietly watches the bespectacled youth, silently cursing in his heart:

"What a pathetic loser who only knows how to cry! But on second thought, isn’t such a loser easy to control? No choice but to make do with you."

Inside the stone house.

"Sob sob sob~ Nali! Nali! My Nali, how could you abandon me! You weren’t like this before... We agreed that we would get married when we grew up, why is this happening."

"Sob sob sob~ just because I awakened the Artifact Martial Soul? Just because I’m regarded as a loser by everyone, you have to treat me like this? I won’t accept it! I won’t accept it!"

The bespectacled youth Sean keeps whining, crying.

Suddenly the light on the ceiling starts flickering, crackle~ crackle~

The room dimly lit, a strange voice arises:

"Sad young man... Are you crying, crying over your tragic fate? Crying because you’re a loser, only able to watch as your beloved childhood sweetheart falls into others’ arms?"

"Sob sob sob~ I’m not a loser! I’m not! It’s all the damned Supreme Heaven’s injustice! Why! Why is mine the trash Kitchen Knife Soul..."

"Sad young man... Do you want to truly live? Do you want to be admired by tens of thousands? Do you want... to gain power?"

"I... Of course I want! Not only do I want, but I also dream daily of awakening the world’s number one Life Soul, becoming the world’s number one powerhouse, but... but it’s just useless... wanting is just wanting, dreams are just dreams, all just fake..."

"Now there is an opportunity right in front of you, open it and learn from it, you will become a true powerhouse, strong enough to be the best in the world, admired by thousands, adored by beauties."

"Open? Open what?"

Sean replied in confusion.

He suddenly felt something lightly touch his arm, causing him to look down.

On the wooden table, a black book had inexplicably appeared.

"I... I remember I didn’t buy this kind of book... Wait a minute! Just now, just now... It seemed like someone was talking to me!"