My wife, who's in a vegetative state, please stop eavesdropping on my thoughts.

It's similar to when I first became a climate master.

However, this time, it wasn't the power of the gale or the breath of nature that surged forth.

Instead, the abundant energy within the killing sequence branches was surging wildly, like a powder keg being ignited, coursing through his blood.

A few seconds later, the automatic mixing of the Dream Potion ended.

Weiss had a strong sense of déjà vu, as if he was about to emerge from his cocoon.

His right arm began to change.

The original muscular, bulging muscles and prominent veins are gradually fading away.

Instead, a more streamlined and concentrated form of power has emerged.

My arms have become leaner, with crisp, defined muscle lines, and are no longer as bulky as before.

Then--

The black hole in the palm slowly expanded outwards.

Like ink droplets spreading out on the surface of water, constantly adjusting and changing its shape.

It eventually turned into a round, jet-black pattern that resembled an animal's flesh ball.

Weiss raised his right hand with some curiosity, examined it for a moment, and then gently touched his palm with the index finger of his left hand.

The surface feels smooth to the touch.

It doesn't actually protrude like a soft animal paw pad; it's just that the pattern is visually presented.

Surprisingly, it actually looks kind of cute.

at the same time.

The world book turned a few pages gently.

The serial name of the one-armed man, which was originally engraved, is being slowly covered by a new line of text, and finally frozen in place.

Slaughter Tier 8 - Skull Crusher

"It's a success..."

Looking at this page, Weiss murmured to himself in ecstasy.

Then, sensing the strange fluctuations contained within the fleshy ball of his right palm, he subconsciously waved his hand in the distance.

The movements were extremely casual, and the posture was not even correct.

"Bang!!!"

Several meters away, a boulder half the height of a person was instantly shattered into dust.

The gravel and powder flew everywhere, raising a cloud of grayish-white dust.

Weiss was stunned by this power.

He was stunned for several seconds before he came to his senses.

He quickly pulled out the bag of copper coins from his pocket, wanting to test the strength of the coin-blowing mechanism in its new form.

As it turned out, he didn't use any force at all; he just accidentally squeezed the bag.

The dozens of copper coins inside the bag collapsed and deformed instantly between his fingers, all violently crushed into copper powder.

"..."

"..."

Weiss looked down at the handful of metallic powder gleaming with a dark bronze luster in his palm and remained silent for a long while.

As copper dust slipped through his fingers, he then took out silver and gold coins to test them, and the results were naturally the same.

Forget about unleashing a full-force bomb, he can't even pick up a coin right now.

This right hand is like a runaway hydraulic press; anything that comes into contact with the fleshy ball in its palm will be crushed into powder by that terrifying palm force.

The destructive power inherent in this void fleshy ball is something he cannot control with his current strength.

"No wonder he's called the Skull Crusher..."

"That slap would cause someone's brain to not develop fully, and their cerebellum to completely stop developing..."

Weiss's expression became somewhat complicated.

He was even a little worried that when he was sleeping at night, he might turn over in a daze and accidentally put his hand on Elune, turning her into chlorophyll on the spot.

Wei Xiao: Hahahahahahahahaha!!!

Wei Xiao burst into a wild, unrestrained laugh.

Weiss endured the ear-piercing, menacing laughter and patiently studied the matter with a furrowed brow.

He tried to control the extraordinary power in his right arm, as if tightening an invisible valve, slowly constricting and compressing that violent energy.

Soon, the black fleshy pattern in the palm slowly shrank, shrinking inward in circles until it returned to the familiar black void.

"call......"

Seeing this, Weiss slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good that it can be taken back...

This way, it won't affect your normal life.

Then, he tried to summon the flesh ball again for testing.

Retract, unfold.

After repeating it several times, I became more and more proficient and flexible.

The switching is becoming increasingly smooth, and the instantaneous latency is getting shorter and shorter.

After confirming that he could at least reliably control the switching between these forms, Weiss felt a little more at ease.

But then he started to worry about another problem.

"However, even though the sequence has advanced, I can no longer use my previous ultimate move..."

The newly developed Railgun was replaced by the Paw-Paw Fruit's power.

A significant increase in ability is certainly a good thing.

But the range is completely gone...

Although the skull crusher's palm strike is terrifyingly powerful, it is ultimately a close-range attack, while the air cannon can only affect targets a few meters away at most.

He used to be able to blast a target into a bloody mist with a single copper coin from several kilometers away; that kind of long-range annihilation and quick kill was incredibly satisfying.

But now, copper coins break as soon as they are touched in your hand.

While using this ability allows one to temporarily retract the flesh ball and revert to the state of the one-armed being to fire projectiles, that would be a huge waste of the power the skullcrusher had painstakingly acquired...

There's no such thing as cutting yourself before exerting your strength.

After pondering for a while...

Weiss suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

He remembered that when he was looking through the Wilder Hess family's inventory list, he seemed to have seen a forbidden item on the last page that he could use.

That's right, if we used that thing instead of copper coins for launching...

It might completely solve the current problem!

Thinking of this, Weiss immediately turned his head to look at the killing map.

The level 7 red feather marker was slowly approaching the camp at a decent pace, and it was much closer than when I last checked.

time is limited.

We don't know what the other party's sequence is.

However, it would be best to develop a new ability that could turn a Tier 7 Transcendent into mincemeat with a single shot from an extremely long distance before the enemy arrives.

Thinking of this, Weiss withdrew the ball of flesh from his palm, turned around, and ran wildly down the mountain.

The target is the Wilderges family's racing team.

A few minutes later...

The three children, still playing their board game, looked at the panting silver-haired boy standing in front of them and all showed extremely strange and curious expressions.

It had been less than 20 minutes since they left the carriage.

So fast...

At this moment, seeing their tacitly knowing and defying-the-world expressions...

Weiss wished he could give each of them a powerful skull-crushing blow.

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Family members, please don't just look at the number of chapters for extra updates. Just calculate the word count per chapter. Although I update once a day, the word count far exceeds that of a typical chapter.

The basic word count for one day is 4000 words; any extra words added after the chapter number represent additional words.

Chapter 81: Photosynthesis on Elune

Night patrol camp, located in front of Wilderges's convoy.

Weiss was speechless for a million times as he was stared at by the three girls who were cleaning up poop.

"..."

"..."

To be fair, no matter how bizarre a film is, it's still just an animal documentary at best, right?

The plant world has arrived...

If Aunt Bai hadn't been there to witness the whole thing in the carriage, he really didn't know when he would have been accused of photosynthesizing a vegetative person by these three perverts with their heads full of lewd nonsense.

Weiss was too lazy to bother arguing with them about such an absurd misunderstanding.

I was afraid that continuing to argue would only make things worse, so I decided to ignore it and get straight to the point.

"Nephilim, I just remembered there was an item on that list that I'm interested in. Could you sell it to me?"

"Sure, go get it."

Seeing that Weiss chose to remain silent, Nefertir politely stopped there as well.

She casually waved her hand behind her, instructing a maid waiting nearby to take Weiss to retrieve the goods.

They're busy playing games and don't have time for such trivial matters.

Weiss thanked her and followed the maid through the caravan to the rear of the Wilder Hess family's wagons where goods were being loaded.

To Weiss's surprise, the blue-clad rain-soaked warrior who had been following Nifiel was actually resting on the shaft of a carriage.

He remembered that this person seemed to be Nefertory's aunt.

Weiss nodded politely.

The woman in blue nodded slightly to Weiss in return.

Weiss didn't say much, but looked down and flipped through the list he had borrowed from Nefertory. Then he pointed to the list of forbidden items marked at the end of the last page.

The maid paused for a moment after seeing this, then nodded with a strange expression. Without asking any further questions, she lifted the curtain and went into the carriage to retrieve the goods.

During this brief waiting period...

The woman in blue next to him suddenly asked casually:

"Mr. Weiss, do you know a drug addict named Lorne?"

Weiss paused for a moment. (Deep)

He turned his head and looked at the woman with an extremely strange expression.

"We do know each other..." 688

"We were all initially invited into the Selenes family as addicts." 469

After saying that, he himself felt that the situation was incredibly bizarre.

It's like when a pregnant woman is giving birth, and Dr. 064 suddenly rushes out of the delivery room and asks the family member with a serious expression—should they save the scalpel or the forceps?