I only wanted to retire, but I ended up becoming an extremely popular character.

Chapter 123 The Three Basic Types of "The Egg of Berklein"

Fresh blood seeped from the wound and slowly trickled down his cheek.

Curtis paused slightly.

He stuck out his tongue and gently licked the blood from his fingertip, the familiar rusty, sweet taste lingering on his tongue.

The moment that pungent sweetness spread between his lips and teeth, the playful look in his eyes suddenly changed, becoming deeper and more profound, as if something long suppressed was awakening.

This is the first time that a second lieutenant has left two wounds on his body at the same time.

Curtis never imagined or anticipated that such a thing would happen.

Even though he was somewhat overconfident, he never used his "potential release" from beginning to end.

It was just a sparring match with a kid who was only a second lieutenant. As an adult, he wouldn't take it so seriously that he would have to use all his skills to discipline a child.

Even so, the strength he is displaying at this moment is far beyond what an Imperial lieutenant could ever reach.

However, Zod's performance today has forced him to re-evaluate his previous assessment.

He needs to get serious now.

If this young man stands with the Holy Kingdom, he will definitely choose to wait patiently for him to grow.

This Imperial lieutenant's growth is truly something to look forward to.

Once Zod's strength has increased further, and he has become even more powerful, then we can pluck that sweet fruit, at least it won't be too unripe.

Given Zod's demonstrated talent, future battles will undoubtedly be much more exciting.

Unfortunately, Curtis was aligned with the Holy Kingdom.

There's nothing we can do about that.

For the sake of the future of the "Black Sheep Holy Chief" division, this potential threat must be eliminated here.

"Unleash your potential!"

Curtis's demeanor suddenly changed.

Incredibly, this was the first time Curtis had used "potential release" on a lieutenant.

The casual and lazy aura was instantly replaced by a sharp killing intent, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

His gaze suddenly turned sharp as a knife, locking onto Zod.

With a sudden burst of strength from his legs, the ground beneath his feet shattered.

Curtis vanished from the spot in an instant.

The instant Curtis disappeared, alarm bells rang in Zod's mind, and the chill of death shot up his spine and to the top of his head.

Zod didn't even have time to react and could only instinctively leap backward.

However, Curtis's ghostly figure closed in on Zod in the blink of an eye.

Curtis's figure was reflected in Zod's suddenly contracting pupils, rapidly magnifying.

His right hand, palm facing out like a knife, carried a chilling force and thrust straight at his abdomen, as if to pierce through him in one blow.

Only at this moment did Zod truly feel the overwhelming sense of oppression.

The difference in strength is like an insurmountable chasm; they are not even on the same level.

At this moment, even if he used all his strength to unleash the "Shadow Step" technique, there was absolutely no way he could avoid this thunderous attack.

Even with "steel defense," it was no match for that overwhelming force; the opponent was simply too strong.

No wonder he was able to defeat Lieutenant Colonel Horton.

Just then, a dark figure darted in like a shooting star!

Captain Spent's longsword slashed down at Curtis's back, forcing Curtis to abandon his attack on Zod and turn to parry.

Just as the sword was about to strike, he swiftly reached out with his right hand and caught the blade with his bare hands.

"Curtis, your opponent is me."

Spinter's voice was deep and firm as he stared intently at Curtis, who was standing inches away, his grip firm and unyielding.

Curtis raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes: "You're the one interfering in someone else's fight!"

He suddenly increased the force in his hand, and Spinter was forced back half a step, but he immediately steadied himself, flicked his longsword, and slashed at Curtis's throat.

Curtis dodged to the side, and with his left hand shaped like a chop, he thrust out, aiming straight for Spent's face.

The two exchanged several blows in an instant, their speed too fast for the naked eye to follow.

The explosions of colliding potentials rang out one after another, as if the surrounding air was being torn apart.

Captain Spent fought his way back, his gaze sweeping over Zod beside him. He shouted sternly, "Zod! Leave this to me. You lead the troops and continue the advance. Don't forget your mission!"

Zod clutched his aching lower abdomen and struggled to get up from the ground.

He stared at the figure locked in combat with Curtis, gritted his teeth, and said, "But—"

Judging from Zod's fight with Curtis, it's likely that Captain Spent wouldn't be a match for Curtis either.

"No buts!" Spinter forced Curtis back with his sword, roaring without turning his head, "This is an order! Our soldiers need you more than I do right now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Curtis kicked Spente. Spente raised his sword to block, but was knocked back several steps, leaving deep craters in the ground beneath his feet.

But after regaining his balance, he immediately counterattacked, dragging Curtis to the spot.

Curtis knew that he would have to show some of his true strength to fight Captain Spent.

Otherwise, he won't gain anything.

He no longer holds back.

"The Egg of Berklein" - "Anubis".

The Berkley egg residing within Curtis begins to awaken.

The change began in his face; his cheekbones became slightly more prominent, and the lines of his jaw became sharper, as if his bones were being quietly reshaped under his skin.

Immediately afterwards, on my neck and arms, it felt as if countless living creatures were wriggling beneath every inch of my skin. Dark hairs emerged from my pores like living things, initially as fine downy hairs, but in an instant they grew into thick fur.

His fingers were slightly bent, and sharp claws sprang from his fingertips. They were as black as his hair, but sharp enough to cut through the air.

In just a few breaths, Curtis had transformed into a black figure with the body of a jackal.

On that face, somewhere between human and beast, a pair of golden vertical pupils shone in the night, cold and sharp, carrying the indifference and majesty of an ancient predator.

He stood there on the smoke-filled battlefield, like a god emerging from an ancient statue, ferocious yet solemn, making people afraid to look directly at him.

"The battles to come will be a little more interesting."

Before he finished speaking, Curtis suddenly sprang up like a hunting dog, his sharp claws tearing through the air as he swung them fiercely at Captain Spent.

This was the first time Zod had ever witnessed the true form of the "Egg of Berklein" up close.

He remembered that his instructors had told him about the "Egg of Berklein" before.

Users of the "Egg of Berklein" can be roughly divided into three basic types: job-based, beast-based, and god-based.

Occupational abilities typically do not involve drastic physical changes. Their abilities are mostly related to various professions in human society. Users of these abilities often retain a complete human form, with only minor changes in characteristics occurring in certain areas or when the ability is activated.

The Beast type is completely different; users can transform into all sorts of rare and exotic beasts, from small birds and animals to legendary creatures from ancient times.

Extinct ancient creatures, or even mythical beasts that only exist in fantasy.

Its form varies greatly, and its power is often more violent and primal.

Among the three types of "Berklein's Eggs", the Phantom God type is the rarest, and information about it is relatively scarce.

However, rarity does not equate to power.

The names of these "Berklein" contain the word "god," and the users of these abilities may undergo physical changes or remain unchanged.

After all, the form of "god" has always been elusive and unpredictable.

The three types of "Becklen's Eggs"—profession-based, beast-based, and phantom-based—may differ greatly in appearance, but their colors are clearly distinct and easily distinguishable.

The "Profession-based" "Egg of Berklein" symbolizes humanity and is entirely a mysterious dark purple.

The "Beast-type" 'Beklein's Egg' symbolizes a non-human creature, a beast or demon, and is tinged with a blood-red color.

The "Phantom God Series" "Egg of Berklein" symbolizes the gods, its gold gleaming with a dim light.

Of course, these are just definitions and classifications made by humans based on the various forms of the "Beckley's Egg" seen in the real world.

No one can ever guarantee that any particular type of "Becklein's Egg" is necessarily the strongest.

The battle scenarios vary greatly, and everyone's level of self-exploration is different. In addition, there may be subtle mutual restraint relationships between the "Eggs of Berklein".

Furthermore, the strength of the host of the "Egg of Berklein" at the "Hakuja" level will also have a decisive impact.

Everything will influence the final outcome.

On the battlefield, nothing is absolute!

To this day, no one can say for sure where the "Egg of Berklein" in the human world originated.

Zod withdrew his gaze from Curtis, took a deep breath, gripped his sword tightly, and turned to charge towards the Imperial army engaged in fierce combat.

He absolutely cannot allow them to lose the advantage they have just gained.

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