Thousand-Faced Dragon

Chapter 279 Lurker

[Overlooking Vision (Original Racial Talent): When you're quietly doing your own thing, you see much further than others do.]

A racial talent at the raw stone level is considered trash by most people.

That is often an "animal" level talent, and is even regarded by many as an incomplete product of evolution, at most having slightly more extraordinary characteristics than the original animal's abilities.

The most obvious example is the pigman Dimon's ability to eat to recover health and stamina, and the minotaur guy from the previous task force, with his multi-stomach food storage capacity. Many "nobles" would even ignore these low-level racial talents, regarding them as a humiliation of incomplete evolution, and would never use them in their entire lives.

But in reality, since they have been passed down through generations and become winning genes in the competition for survival, it is naturally because they are simple, brutal, and easy to use.

Lower-level racial talents do not necessarily mean they are bad; they may even conceal absolute racial advantages and unique possibilities that other species cannot possess.
"My 'top-down view' allows me to see in all directions. In fact, I can observe everything except a small section of my back, and it has even evolved once."

Few people know that cows, as herbivores, actually have a very useful talent: even when they are grazing with their heads down, the special structure of their eyes allows them to see nearly 330% of the entire field of vision.

Cows have very poor eyesight, especially their stereoscopic vision, which is exceptionally poor, sometimes making them seem quite slow-witted.

However, they can detect most surprise attacks and sneak attacks because of their special eyes, which have almost no blind spots.

"Rean's Black Hawk" looked at Ugu in front of him, seemingly lost in thought.

The age of the young slave in front of him was unclear because his bestial transformation was quite obvious, and his head clearly resembled that of a minotaur. This, it seemed, was also a prerequisite for awakening the "panoramic vision" talent.

And the evolution he mentioned is quite impressive.

[Seeing the Whole from the Scratch (Bronze-level Racial Talent): You not only see far, but also see in detail, even penetrating to the essence. You can instinctively sense the lifeblood, weaknesses, and even the flow of vital energy within a living being.]

"This thing is not only a panoramic camera, but also a video recorder, and even has zoom and mild X-ray vision functions." Rean was also a little surprised that such a useful talent ability was at such a low level.

This may be the advantage of "atavism".

It seems like an old ox that is always calm and collected, but in reality, it knows that danger is far away from it. If an attack really comes, it will run faster than anyone else.

Wugu always appeared aloof and calm because, as an honest and simple Minotaur, he actually had a pair of very good eyesight and could always see everything around him clearly.

"Grand Master Julian, he was actually a gambling addict."

In the past, this wasn't considered a big problem; it was even a topic of conversation among mages.

A great master or important figure with a few quirks actually makes him seem more like a person.

"But each time, he didn't bet much, and I could tell that even when the game was at its most heated, he remained very calm; his skin didn't change color, and his micro-expressions even showed a hint of boredom."

As a top gladiator, Ugu has participated in numerous gladiatorial combats, and each time the audience watches him, he, with his panoramic vision, also watches the audience.

While all the gamblers were caught up in a frenzied and exciting state of madness, Archmage Julian's composure naturally became the focus of his observation.

"But he always interacted with unfamiliar gamblers, almost always exchanging gambling tickets with them. Half of those exchanges were with a very tall dog-man who was genuinely involved in gladiatorial combat and gambling." Recalling that gray dog-man, that monster who always suppressed his true nature, Ugu subconsciously shuddered.

He could always sense that if the other party wanted to, they could easily tear him apart in an instant. In fact, that monster was always longing for that moment.

[Herbivore's Awareness (Original Racial Trait): When you encounter a carnivorous race and become their focused target, you can instinctively sense their strength.]

This is essentially a useless racial talent, only appearing in highly beast-like Minotaur races. It's practically useless in large cities and also restricts the user's abilities. What's the point of knowing someone's strength if they're already targeted by carnivorous species? In combat, the difference in strength is quite obvious.

What's the use of knowing the other person is stronger than you when you can't beat them, unless they've been hiding their abilities all along?

Archmage Julian was a rare leopard-man, while the black canine-man appeared to be a jackal, and both were concealing their strength.

While watching the gladiatorial combat, they naturally turned their attention to Wugu, perfectly activating Wugu's sense of crisis.

In a sense, this talent became a burden for Wugu. He could always feel an inexplicable and powerful pressure, even fear. This was also the reason why he could always deal with everything calmly. He had become accustomed to the "taste of death".

"That man, that Greyhound, gave me a much stronger sense of crisis than Julian. He always treated Julian as an equal, and on several occasions when Julian tried to drag him away, he pushed him away and even hit him."

This talent made Wugu constantly keep an eye on these two monsters, and he could never ignore their attention.

He also naturally realized that the crowded and noisy arena stands had become a channel for their private transactions and exchanges.

That nameless gray dog-man was no less powerful than Julian.
"Among the nobles' hostages, I saw the gray dog-man; he was also bound."

Black Hawk nodded, then pointed in a direction for it to leave. This was a great help; if it had been allowed to remain hidden among the hostages, it could have suddenly erupted.

"I can fight, I will fight, I must fight."

But Ugu responded in this way.

Those seemingly innocent eyes were filled with raging flames, a strange anger and hatred gathering within them. He could accept death, but he could not bear this death that felt like a toy.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, a battle axe fell from the sky and smashed in front of him.

A dark-skinned knight landed with a thud. His folded black wings looked somewhat familiar, and the other black eagle on his shoulder revealed his stance and identity.

"Take your weapons and follow me. You've done a good job. I'll give you your freedom."

Rean, sword in hand, silently gazed ahead, where high-level combatants had already begun a chaotic battle, and the Radiant Guards were not in good condition.

Rean silently adjusted his vision. The wolves in the shadows had been released; he had to stop them.

(End of this chapter)