Dimensional Eroders

It was already late at night when we returned to the camp, Bailang was not in a hurry to rest, but checked his own state full of worries.

At the critical juncture of the battle, he accidentally used another ability of the demihumans. Although it was short-lived, it successfully reversed the situation.

Looking at the personal panel at this moment, there has indeed been a change: [Black Ghost/IBM Particle: 73 (+20)%, awakening. 】

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IBM is a special power that comes with the blood, just like the unique "blood power" of the blood. And his IBM particle theory does not need to be practiced, as long as he dies, he will be given for nothing! '

But IBM's origin is not the only one. The increase of one's own spirit can obtain additional 'IBM particles'. This is the same reason as Faye's "spirituality, long blue stripes". Maybe it can be increased through 'practice' in the future?

My own IBM has already begun to conceive because it has broken through to the 90% critical value. The twisted and unstable 'strange human form' is the prototype of the ghost; it is similar to the 'substitute' of the substitute messenger, the embodiment of one's own mental image.

However, the "black ghost" is more limited, often existing in human form, lacking the unique rule ability of the "stand-in", but possessing powerful destructive power.

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After careful inspection, Bailang found out the reason.

Different from normal demihumans, he additionally has a 'ability bar', which is an enhancement system that goes hand in hand with the 'blood line', regardless of high or low. Solidifying the four abilities is equivalent to continuously strengthening his foundation as a 'human being' in essence, which in turn promotes the early awakening of the 'ghost'.

Because of his own bloodline, Bailang had a clear premonition: as long as the fifth ability is solidified, the black ghost can be fully awakened. And there is a huge difference from those ordinary IBMs, and they are bound to be stronger!

"After the return, the solidified ability will be emptied. You must have IBM before you leave! This will become the trump card for the next round of missions."

He made up his mind to solidify the fifth ability as soon as possible, and then pretend to be a substitute messenger!

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After this recasting, although the 'Frostwolf Totem' was sealed, this power did not disappear.

After solidification, the 'totem' has been integrated into the origin of this body. Just because the level is too low, after the tattoo disappears, this power cannot be channeled out. The power of the totem has not been cleared.

If this is just an ordinary skill that is temporarily mastered, then it will evaporate once you hang it; you need to buy a new one with krypton gold, and then hang it and change it again. Sounds good?

...

After washing up, Bailang came to Room 04 on the fourth floor and saw the old doctor on night shift.

"Why are you here again? Looking at your healthy limbs, is it because of the after-sales service for that sinking demon?" The old man yawned listlessly, mistakenly thinking that Fuguiwan's internal hidden dangers erupted, and that Bailang was here to cause trouble.

So he shied away and said: "Young man, you have missed the 'three days' warranty period. I can provide a maximum of '40% off for repair' service."

"I'm not here for this? I have something important to do with you."

The old doctor breathed a sigh of relief, and his attitude immediately improved: "Then tell me."

Bailang took out the 'Scroll of Oath', held the 'screwdriver' in the other hand, and said: "I need a medical device, but I'm not sure what it is. So you have to provide as much as possible, the better. Hmm...don't make ones that are too big!"

The old man looked puzzled: "What the hell are you doing? What are you holding in your hand?"

"I got a magic scroll, which can endow this screwdriver with mysterious power..." Bailang explained briefly, hoping that the old man could give him some enlightenment.

As a result, the old man closed his nostrils and rolled his eyes, muttering, "It's weird!"

"Here, come and find it yourself! Everything you want is in these drawers."

After saying that, he stood up and made way for Bailang to sit on his chair.

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Open the drawer of the necromancer old doctor, which is full of rusty scalpels, small scissors, tweezers... small hand saws, pipe wrench, wrench... angle grinder and other tools.

Bailang was dumbfounded, and questioned: "These are all medical equipment?"

"Otherwise what else could it be?" The old man rolled his eyes and asked in puzzlement, "In the wards of the hospital, can you find anything other than 'medical equipment'? You know that many patients have problems that are hard to tell. Is it a hidden disease? You don’t think that these are all my personal belongings, do you?”

"I..." Bailang opened his mouth, but was speechless. The public one is even more inferior to me!

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He kept grabbing one device after another, and the 'Oath' in the other hand also sent out different fluctuations in response. Those with low compatibility are naturally indifferent; while those with a high probability of fusion will take the initiative to remind Bailang not to miss it.

In the end, there were several small 'medical instruments' such as syringes, electric shock batons, etc. in front of him.

"Boy, are you saying that you can integrate the 'characteristics' of these instruments into your 'screwdriver'?" The old doctor was full of disbelief, and then urged: "Why not choose it? Maybe it can evolve into a gynecological artifact! From now on, join the ranks of the 'holy hand of medicine'! A veritable 'holy hand'."

Bailang was too lazy to talk to him, and finally fell into hesitation between the 'needle' and the 'electric shock baton'...

"I prefer the 'needle'!"

At this time, the old man interjected again: "If it's just for electric current paralysis, there are quite a lot of equipment with similar effects. Don't you think it's funny to fight with a small screwdriver?"

What the old man said this time makes sense. If the 'screwdriver' is strengthened into a weapon, it must be the most rubbish weapon of its kind. It is short and thin.

So Bailang grabbed the syringe, put it on the oath together with the screwdriver.

The light of magic entangled the two, and finally slowly merged into one.

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[You got the magic equipment: Bloodthirsty - screwdriver. blue quality. Special effects: forced bloodletting, quantitative blood sucking, designated injection. 】

[This is a screwdriver with medical effects, which incorporates the structure of a syringe, and strengthens the special effect of 'blood flow'. The handle has a mechanism and the scale can be adjusted; when the screwdriver is pierced into the target's body, it will suck blood and extract vitality; the handle has a fresh-keeping function, which can inject fresh blood into the target's body for blood recovery treatment. 】

[Remarks: The magic of using it is all in one mind. A "mysterious witch doctor prop" that combines torture, torture, blood-sucking, and healing. 】

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"Good baby!"

Bailang was overjoyed with the 'Bloodthirsty' in his hand. With it, it was equivalent to carrying a blood bottle with him. Blood can be drawn in advance to store up, and stab yourself at a critical moment, or it can be used to save lives and heal the wounded, and stab someone else.

"Come and play with me." The old man asked curiously, then borrowed a rabbit from the next door, threw it on the table and said, "Come, try it!"

Bailang twisted the scale on the handle, from 1 to 5, and chose 2, then pierced into the rabbit's body, and a blood line on the handle began to rise slowly. The two waited for a full five minutes. The rabbit twitched violently until it gave up struggling. It looked at the two with despair on its face, and the handle hadn't been fully refilled.

"This speed is a bit slow! Also, this rabbit is almost deflated." The old man said with contempt.

Bai Lang did not answer with a sullen face.

After the screwdriver was finally full, he poked the rabbit again and chose to inject it. As a result, it was deflated and dying. The rabbit, which was only half a step away from death, swelled again, but it was obviously not as big as before.

Although it continued for a while, the breath was obviously weak, and it disappeared after a while...

"The conversion rate of your screwdriver is not high enough. It took more than half of people's life to feed back +10 minutes?" The old man completely lost interest in 'Bloodthirsty'.

"I haven't figured out the principle yet, so it shouldn't be so bad."

Bailang looked confused, this thing is blue equipment, and the effect is too bad. But converted to +600s, barely soothed his wounded heart.

Returning to the residence with the bloodthirsty man, he began to organize his equipment and prepare for the final 'side mission'.