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

Chapter 162 (1/10, requesting monthly votes) Wings of the Black Sun! Finally, we can fly!!

With a roar, the chariot's legs, covered in ferocious spikes, pierced directly into the library's wooden floor, and its body arrived in front of Richard at an extremely fast speed.

Richard spoke without changing his expression.

"Kyen!"

The chariot's massive body was brought to an instant halt by an invisible force, as if it had crashed into an unseen wall.

Richard seized the opportunity, took a step forward, and punched the giant ghoul's massive head.

boom!

The terrifying punch sent the massive body flying four or five meters away.

The grotesque body rolled on the ground, smashing several bookshelves and sending books flying everywhere, as if a college student had just graduated.

But you can see that this giant ghoul's body is very tough. With one punch, several of Richard's dragon scales actually fell off!

At the same time, the previously neat floor was completely destroyed by the numerous bone spikes on that huge body, revealing the concrete floor underneath.

In an instant, the library's book collection room, which had just been neat and tidy, became a mess.

Martin remained unfazed as his companion was sent flying by a single punch, his face still bearing a calm smile.

"As expected of the old hunter Rhine's prized disciple, his use of this telekinetic hand seal is truly masterful."

He stepped forward and casually waved his hand, and a dozen bronze corpses rushed towards him like zombies.

Richard remained calm and swung his hand forward sharply.

"lerde!"

The instant the syllable was uttered, an invisible force erupted.

The dozen or so bronze corpses that rushed over flew backwards like bowling balls, crashing into the bookshelf with a dull thud.

After taking down these henchmen, Richard quickly retreated, hoisted Hill onto his shoulder, and ran away.

However, his condition at that moment was really not suitable for running.

Just as Richard turned and took two steps, two bronze corpses pounced on him like madmen.

Richard swung his left hand sharply backward, smashing the bronze corpse into pieces.

However, the bronze corpse on the right suddenly exploded as it approached Richard.

Its head shot out a large number of bronze spikes, and its ribs on its chest quickly expanded outward, turning into more than a dozen spikes that pierced Richard's chest.

Richard hurriedly dodged to the side, but his strange shape caused him to fall directly to the ground.

Fortunately, his upper body was strong enough that he easily smashed the bronze corpse with a single swing of his arm.

At this moment, the giant ghoul that had been knocked away struggled to its feet, roared, and charged forward again.

Richard chuckled, his bizarre form rising from the ground, and threw a punch at the giant ghoul.

However, the moment the two sides made contact, the giant ghoul suddenly opened its mouth.

The next second, an extremely cold wind blew out directly from the ghoul's mouth.

The moment he felt the cold wind, Richard's body stiffened instantly.

He trembled instantly, and the powerful attack he had just made vanished in an instant.

Then, in two seconds, he seemed to be gradually frozen into an ice sculpture, moving incredibly slowly.

The surface of the dragon scales was quickly covered with a layer of white frost.

Richard's biggest weakness: He's afraid of the cold!

At this crucial moment, Hill suddenly pointed forward.

"Kneel down!"

The moment that intimidating voice rang out, the giant ghoul's ferocious eyes seemed to see something terrifying, and it immediately fell into terror.

The enormous body knelt there, trembling.

Hill, who had just activated her ability, suddenly felt dizzy.

Her face was pale, and she could hear twisted and violent sounds constantly ringing in her ears. She even vaguely saw some phantoms that others could not see.

The spiritual upheaval caused a backlash due to the casting of the spell!

Having escaped the cold wind, Richard quickly regained his senses and turned to Hill, speaking urgently.

"Hill! These guys came prepared; they clearly knew my weakness!"

"If we keep dragging this out, we'll both be finished here! Hill, you need to get out of here right now! Go find your junior brother! He's safe there!"

Hill was about to speak when he saw a large number of bronze corpses rushing towards him again.

Under Martin's control, these bronze corpses underwent bizarre changes all over their bodies.

They either grew various sharp teeth and claws, or their hands were covered with chains.

They seemed to know Richard's weaknesses very well.

They never get close, but attack from mid-range, and retreat quickly whenever Richard charges forward.

At the same time, the shattered bronze corpse parts on the ground, under the control of an invisible force, formed spikes that covered the ground.

Even after drinking the Dragon Blood Potion, Richard had no way to deal with this kite-flying tactic.

He yelled, "Get out of here, Hill! You know I can't keep this up for long!"

Hill was not an indecisive person; she struggled to her feet, turned around, and quickly left.

Martin had no intention of letting her go, and he quickly rushed towards her.

"Yaua!"

As the strange syllables rang out, Martin's charging body fell straight to the ground in a dog-like motion as if fighting for food, his face scraping several meters across the ground, looking extremely disheveled.

However, the next second Martin snapped back to reality. Half of the human skin on his delicate face had peeled off, revealing the purplish-black, rotting skin underneath.

Taking advantage of that fleeting moment, Richard broke free from the restraints of the bronze corpses surrounding him.

As she lunged forward and fell to the ground, the enormous hand caught Hill's feet, and the immense force propelled her away.

Hill crashed through the window like a baseball thrown out.

He activated his teleportation ability the moment he stepped outside, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Meanwhile, the commotion throughout the library had already attracted the attention of security personnel and patrol officers in the surrounding area.

Martin paid no attention to the fleeing Hill and quickly called to the tanks nearby.

The chariot had broken free from Hill's control and walked over, exhaling a large amount of cold air at Richard, who still wanted to continue fighting.

Richard was completely powerless against the cold air, and his entire body turned into an ice sculpture.

In less than ten seconds, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

Upon hearing the chaotic footsteps outside, Martin quickly gathered his men, had the chariots carry Richard, and the group swiftly disappeared into the darkness.

On the other side is Guding Street.

You reversed the side effects of the incomplete Black Sun Potion.

[Sun affinity permanently increased by 5%.]

Your physical constitution has been permanently increased by 0.1.

In the old apartment, Evan looked at the flipped-up prompts, sat on the sofa, and nodded in satisfaction.

He then looked at the panel.

The progress of Black Sun Wings has now reached 34.802%.

【warn! 】

[Exceptional Trait: Black Sun Wings has reached 34.802%, and the first stage effect is about to be activated.]

[Upon unlocking Stage 1: You will grow wings large enough to support yourself, unlocking flight capabilities and additional durability.]

[Warning: This effect is a special property, not a drug, and its side effects cannot be reversed.]

[Upon activation, you will gain the following weaknesses:]

[1: Primary Anti-Solar: Solar affinity reduced by 40%.]

[2: Initial Carrying Weight: Your energy consumption is three times that of a normal person.]

Upon seeing these two rather brief side effects, Evan expressed indifference towards the first one.

He consumed four doses of Black Sun Elixir in the past few days, and the side effect of each dose increased his solar affinity by 5%.

At this point, the solar affinity had reached 181%.

After deducting 40%, it's still 141%, which has almost no impact.

He focused on the second one.

"My energy expenditure is three times that of a normal person—does that mean my most basic meal will cost $1.8?"

"A decent meal costs $5.4?!"

"Sixteen dollars a day for food?"

Thinking of this, Evan suddenly felt a sense of fear.

This was the first time he had shown such clear resistance to the side effects of extraordinary abilities.

Because this is money! Money that we spend every day!

It's a flaw that I can't fix by drinking magic potions!

As their physical condition improves, their food intake is already quite large.

As a result, this guy increased his energy consumption to three times that of a normal person.

"Damn! So all this 'carrying' stuff is just hard labor!"

"Essentially, they're no different from those dockworkers carrying sacks, which is why they can eat so much, right!?"

After making a few complaints, Ivan took a deep breath and still chose to activate it, after all, the ability to fly was just too good to pass up.

The moment he clicked to activate, Ivan's eyes widened in shock.

He felt as if he had suddenly entered a completely dark space.

There was nothing around, and it looked like there was nothing at all.

But it was here that Ivan could hear countless wails, countless twists of flesh, and countless sounds of slaughter.

The sounds grew closer, constantly stimulating his mind.

However, for Evan, who had already consumed the energy potion and purification potion and still retained 40% of his self-awareness, these things were nothing more than dispensable white noise.

He didn't even feel any distress or despair.

Ivan simply grinned, revealing his sunny and cheerful smile.

"Is this the underworld? It's alright."

"My favorite character to use is a ghost general!"

"Go! Fetch the ancient sword for your great-grandfather."

As his incoherent voice rang out, the entire space began to writhe.

Soon, a strange red color appeared above their heads.

The red hues rippled continuously, eventually outlining a dark sun in the pitch black.

The next instant, the enormous black sun suddenly descended from the sky and crashed down on Evan.

So sudden, so without warning.

It's like something slipped off its grip and suddenly fell down.

call!

Ivan suddenly opened his eyes and found himself back in his dilapidated apartment.

At that moment, he felt a series of dramatic changes occurring in his body.

He felt incredibly light, and at the same time, he felt as if he had grown two more hands.

Looking down, I saw no change in my skin, nor any strange tattoos on my body.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, he instinctively moved his arm and realized something was wrong.

He heard the wind.

He suddenly turned his head to look.

The first thing you see is a feather that is as black as steel.

Each one is thin and long like a knife blade, and they are arranged very closely together.

"wing!!"

Upon seeing this thing, Ivan was filled with excitement. He quickly unfolded the two wings and examined them closely.

"Hahaha! From today onwards, I'm a fallen angel too!"

"I'm changing my name to Lucifer tomorrow! Me—what the hell?!"

Just as he was lost in his daydreams, he saw a pair of wings fully spread out, and his excited words came to an abrupt halt.

Because these wings are more like a pair of deformed arms than wings.

Two arms extend from the back of the shoulder blades.

Its base is incredibly thick and covered with dense, tiny feathers, but its shape is similar to a human arm, and it can even skillfully deliver elbow strikes.

What Ivan found most absurd was that the ends of his arms, where the wingtips should have been, had turned into a pair of enormous hands.

Each palm is approximately two meters long and one and two-tenths of a meter wide.

If you look closely, each one has ten fingers.

The back of my hands, palms, and fingers were covered by those jet-black, steel-like wings.

Evan's heart skipped a beat; he could even skillfully control the ten fingers of those hands to swing and grasp.

"I knew it! In the mysterious worldview of the Kreece, there are no normal and handsome angel wings."

"No wonder the potion's side effect was arm mutation; so that's what was going on!"

Ivan sighed, then continued to carefully perceive.

Soon, he discovered an additional surprise.

Although the shape of these large hands and wings is somewhat incongruous, even quite strange.

But Evan had to admit they were very useful.

When fully extended, the palm, along with the arm and wing behind it, is four meters long.

Not only can the palm be used to grasp things flexibly, but it can also be clenched into a fist and thrown out.

Even if someone attacks from behind, the elbows of the wings can deliver incredibly flexible elbow strikes.

With a thought, the two enormous winged hands quickly began to fold over each other.

It returned to Ivan's body in less than two seconds, and there was no outward sign of anything unusual.

Unable to contain himself, Evan immediately locked the door, jumped out of the window, and ran quickly along Guding Street.

After leaving the area of ​​Guding Street, we arrived at the hill on the west side.

After activating his Demon Hunter Vision to confirm that no one was around, he immediately switched to flight mode.

The moment it was activated, Ivan felt a completely new instinct.

The pair of winged hands suddenly slapped forward, and with an incredibly wonderful and light feeling, Ivan took flight with ease.

"Holy shit! Holy shit!"

"It wasn't sitting in an airplane! Nor was it through some kind of bungee jump or anything! It was actually flying!"

With the patting of two large hands, Ivan's body moved back and forth in the air with incredible agility and lightness.

The December wind swept across his face, icy and biting, but he didn't care at all.

In the following period, he conducted detailed tests on his flying ability.

Flight speed and agility are positively correlated with physical fitness.

However, the normal moving speed is only half of the normal running speed.

At this point, his maximum flight speed in the air was approximately fifty kilometers per hour.

This speed is not slow at all; flying at such a speed makes it quite convenient for both escaping and pursuing.

"If I run into someone like old Alcott trying to show off in the air again—I'll show you how to actually take flight."