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

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 jet-black, shiny hair, his eyes filled with a kind of loving affection for his disciple.

"Is that fragment of the Necronomicon still in your stomach?"

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 in 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 the highest level."

"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 easy."

"Doctor, where is this?" Evan 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 the 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 doors of the dungeon."

"The nobles are also eager for this skeletal holy son, 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 were tacitly approved by 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."

"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!"

Afterwards, Ivan bid farewell to Armitage, donned the Shadow Cloak, took the cauldron and the cat, and quickly 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 downtown New Haven, 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, he 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 wind man!"

"Asagai!"

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 exquisitely detailed 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 a bronze-colored body. They seemed to be completely unconscious, 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.

Who told them they were just apprentices, and among them, the lowest-ranking mages?

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!"