Thousand-Faced Dragon

Chapter 386 Advancement
[Obtained Class: Tier 3 Masked Dragon Knight (Magic Pact Master)]

[Physical talent awakening: Three heads and six eyes (unknown level), multiple limb manipulation (unknown level), high-speed healing (unknown level)].

[Neural network reorganization complete, triple thought lines unlocked, current operating load 10%, total load 27%.]

[Racial evolution complete. Please check your current physical condition as soon as possible.]

When Rean awoke from his sleep, his face was contorted and twitching, for he had been awakened in pain!
"It hurts! It itches! What kind of awful feeling is this? Is there not a single part of my body that feels normal?"

When Rean woke up from his sleep, he didn't feel good. He couldn't expect the Wild Totemists to have a huge amount of anesthetic that could paralyze dragons.

The fact that he could remain awake during the surgery and fusion process without pain had already consumed most of his personal medications, much of which Victoria had hastily synthesized.
"Are you awake? You're a lovely girl now," someone whispered in Rean's ear with a cheerful voice.

Rean looked at Sallyman with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot. Who taught her this old joke? It was me. Never mind then.

Earlier, when he was next to Sallyman who had just woken up, he said, "You have been turned into a cute boy by witchcraft." This was the first time Rean had known that the snake woman could jump to the ceiling using the strength of her waist.

It was only used twice, and then it was no longer used. As soon as he opened his mouth, he would be bitten by the snake's head, so Rean stopped playing this silly prank.

Rean shook his head. It was naturally a good thing to see Suliman when he had just woken up. The fact that she was in the mood to joke meant that everything was normal.

"How long have I been asleep?"

"It's been more than ten hours; we're already on our way."

After putting down her book, Sallyman checked on Rean's condition; it seemed his wounds were healing quite well.

Rean struggled to sit up, but Suliman held him down.
"Take a rest. The situation is fine now; you don't need to do anything."

Upon hearing this, Rean glanced at the surroundings outside the window. It seemed they had entered the Underdark. Rean breathed a sigh of relief. The beast-drawn carriage must be a Druid's reserve; it was quite simple yet sturdy. However, the bear and deer pulling the carriage together looked rather awkward.

“Druids pulling the cart, that’s pretty good treatment,” Rean shook his head, trying not to think about things that were irrelevant to him.

He subconsciously touched the edge of the bed, feeling the texture of the Heroic Spirits Compendium, before relaxing.

He chatted with Sallyman about what happened after he fell asleep while scanning the records on the map.

"Huh, the Demon Contract Master has jumped straight to Tier 3?"

Rean never expected that this peculiar profession, which had contracted itself with itself, could actually forcefully advance to a higher level.

And this thing, which seems to be related to the physical body, advanced naturally without doing anything. This seems to suggest that I can summon another set of "armor" or something similar.
"There have been many changes, but you'll get used to it gradually."

Rean could feel the numb and itchy sensation in his body; it was the establishment of a new nervous system, the neural network connecting with new organs, limbs, and flesh. He was essentially "becoming another species."

The encyclopedia he opened provided the most accurate answer, and Rean vaguely sensed that this precise self-awareness might be a rather useful "cheat code".

[Rean Sudar (Li Ensu), Species: Three-headed Dragon (not precisely named)]

[Biotype Level: Diamond, Status: Strength 20 (21), Physique 22, Agility 11, Spirit 22]

Aside from agility, this statistic represents a comprehensive improvement. With the enhancement of magic, Rean is now truly capable of wrestling with dragons and giants. Adult dragons and giants are basically at least diamond-level creatures.

"Agile. Never mind."

This was the first time Rean had realized that attributes could decrease, and although it was only a slight decrease, it indicated that his control over his body was probably compromised.

The three-headed dragon's obviously "front-heavy, rear-light" heavy armored vehicle structure makes even turning difficult. It's hard enough to even turn its neck, let alone be agile.
Let's find a way to make up for it.

Rean himself didn't care. Normal dragons are quite agile, but his fighting style as a heavy warrior and spellcaster mainly relied on forward and backward dashes, so the requirements for precise "body control" and "agile reaction" were very low.

"The Giant's Gloves are passable."

The Mighty Gauntlets are no longer very effective against him. This indirectly shows how powerful his still-recovering body is; his current strength is already comparable to that of a giant.

After all, this is the product of "three dragons", and it just swallowed the entire adult dragon. If its potential ceiling is not even as high as that of an ordinary dragon, then it would be too pitiful.

"The recovery is much faster than I expected."

With this evolved weakness and physical disharmony, the priest's healing is basically useless; forcing it will only cause the body to stick together, which is quite a rip-off.

Rean estimated that he would probably need to sleep for more than two days, but he didn't expect that he would be able to move around a little after only a dozen hours.

"This is all thanks to Ms. Corluna."

Sallyman pointed to the "bandages" on Rean's body, which were made of giant leaves and were a "natural healing chamber" specially prepared for Rean by Kolluna.

"The secret technique of the Forest Giant?" Rean was a little curious. Although he had heard of it, he had never actually seen it. Judging from his own recovery speed, it should be quite effective.

A subtle natural force emanated from the leaves, stimulating the body slightly and significantly increasing metabolism and healing speed. Importantly, this "recovery" effect seemed purely natural, like natural healing without any magical intervention.

“I don’t understand at all. She wrapped you up with leaves, wrote a few words on you, and then wrapped you up with leaves. She only let you out a few hours ago, and your complexion was much better then.”

Rean nodded. These secret techniques involving racial talents are basically impossible to learn, even if they were willing to teach you.

Just like the dragon's "command elements", the elves' "elven ancient magic", and the beastmen's "species evolution", each powerful race has its own unique heritage.

The giants are the same; their descendants, the dwarves, inherited this "legacy." "Forging" or "creation" is the most remarkable thing about the giants. They have a whole set of their own technologies and products, some of the more famous wonders being Cloud City, Storm Tower, and World Barrier.

The Forest Titans are a branch of the Upper Titans, and their size is considered large among Titans. However, they are part of the "Nature Priests" group within the Titan race and are not very popular. When their people are frantically building industrial wonders, a group of people who constantly tell you to be environmentally conscious and pay attention to harmony with nature are naturally not very popular.

The Forest Giants have their own creation system, and are said to be particularly good at creating "Ancient Trees of War" and "Cities of Thorns," but such an environment is clearly not suitable for them.

"I'm afraid they'll have to wait until the Demon Tide period to unleash their true power."

No one can guess how many secret techniques a forest giant can use. Although they are said to dislike fighting, they are clearly not weaklings.

What Rean needs most right now is probably their ability to transform the "forest"—to unlock the full potential of the Land of Life. Their potential is far greater than that of ordinary druids.

"In any case, let's try out the talent ability first."

Having recovered a little, Rean turned his attention to the "thought line".

This is the core ability of this bloodline advancement: multiple thinking can greatly enhance computing power, making it easier for Rean, whose talent is average, to analyze high-level spells.

"I thought it was just a 50% increase in computing power. This is at least a tenfold increase!" And this improvement far exceeded Rean's expectations.

Having just begun simulating a three-circle spell, the answer was quickly given to Rean.

Perhaps, he can finally embark on the path of a spellcaster.

(End of this chapter)