Chapter 727: Xin’s Direction (3)
Chapter 727 -88 Xin’s Direction_3
In the secret room, silence had fallen, leaving only the faint sound of Jason’s breath.
Whoosh!
Jason looked down at Findelter’s corpse, a trace of relaxation showing on his face.
Not just because Findelter was truly dead.
But also because he no longer had to hold back.
When Findelter appeared once again just earlier, Jason really was close to not being able to contain his laughter.
...
Because sensing Findelter’s presence was like hearing “You have a new Meituan order” echoing in his ears.
And then?
The delivery rider had reached the pickup spot and was en route to delivering.
Recalling these thoughts, he had struggled so hard to restrain himself.
And now?
He was his own customer.
Leave a good review.
Although he might not receive it.
Jason fished out another dragon scale from the dead man’s embrace.
It was the same size as the one he had gotten before.
The color, however, was blackish-green.
Cool to the touch and tough.
Crunchy as it was ingested, and had a bit of a kick, like plain chips dipped in mustard sauce.
[Devouring a portion of Demont Aether’s scale]
[Physical Strength, Energy, and excessive injury recovery!]
[Special power obtained!]
[Special power assessment in progress…]
[Assessment passed!]
[Mist Concealment level improved, optimized!]
[Mist Concealment (Mastery): This is a secret technique that doesn’t require hand gestures but does require a certain Proficiency Level in Dufol Language as a foundation. It was initially circulated among several secret forces but ultimately became one of the ‘Tomb Guardian’ heritages. Utilizing special food to reach the Mastery level as you did has completely transformed it; Effect: Creates a 60-meter radius fog, within which you gain a +1 Stealth assessment and a +0.5 Agility assessment bonus. Other creatures entering the ‘fog range’ will suffer blade-level toxic damage. Over time, this damage will accumulate, and after 10 minutes, the toxic damage increases to bullet-level, and blade-level acidic Corrosion starts to occur; when leaving the fog range, self-buff and enemy buff effects disappear; creating fog consumes some Physical Strength, and continuous maintenance of the fog will steadily drain Physical Strength.]
(Note 1: Learning ‘Mist Concealment’ doesn’t require Mastery-level Dufol Language, but when you learn it from a scroll, it’s the Mastery-level Dufol Language that helps you understand the ‘structure’.)
(Note 2: The appearance of the fog doesn’t change due to toxicity; it still looks like normal fog.)
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[Mist Concealment has reached Mastery because of Demont Aether’s scale, permanently altering the Mastery options!]
[Mastery option obtained: Pervasive Toxic Fog]
[Pervasive Toxic Fog: The toxic fog you release will have an additional 10 meters radius, plus an initial increase of +1 to the level of toxin, acidic corrosion, and a +2 increase to the sustained toxin level. Likewise, this will consume more of your Physical Strength.]
…
"Ordinary fog has turned into toxic fog with lethal properties?”
"And there’s corrosive damage after a while?”
Jason looked at the text explanation with surprise and delight.
Then, his gaze shifted to that name.
"Demont Aether?”
"Is it related to that dragon, Ed Aragon?”
Jones pondered this, his mouth beginning to water again.
Clearly, this world was far broader than he had imagined.
His explorations had been much too shallow.
Yet, the main quest [992000/100000] reminded him that he was running out of time.
"Hope there’s another chance next time.”
With that thought, Jason directly left the secret room and headed towards the ground.
At this time, the morning sun was still shining.
Warming the body.
Without his mask and machete, Jason couldn’t help but stretch languidly.
"Another beautiful day has begun.”
Jason spoke like this.
"Yes, it’s a beautiful day,”
Suddenly someone chimed in from the side. Jason didn’t turn his head; he had obviously noticed the person’s approach already, and the one who had unexpectedly spoken didn’t mean to seem mysterious, simply walking up beside Jason.
Silver hair, particularly striking under the sunlight.
Eyes filled with a defiant light, even more dazzling than the sun.
Leviah looked at Jason and couldn’t help but sigh.
"I owe you a favor,”
The Master Hunter said.
He was referring to Bolun, John, Brian, and McCaul.
Even Emily, Kemi, and Telly had joined them.
They had learned the techniques of Silver’s Glory, and although there was no explicit indication, to a certain extent, they were already branded with the mark of Silver’s Glory.
It was something that no one could change.
The withering legacy of Silver’s Glory had once again found its heirs.
And they all had remarkable talents.
Especially that young man.
After observing the young man secretly, even Leviah was immensely shocked.
Such a talent was no longer merely outstanding.
It was…
Legendary!
A talent that only the legendary Golden Race possessed.
He had initially cast it away thoughtlessly.
Yet he didn’t expect to reap such a reward.
This left Leviah feeling somewhat restless.
He didn’t like owing favors to others.
Especially after retirement, he liked it even less.
So the Master Hunter looked at Jason, hoping Jason would propose a condition that would allow him to repay the favor.
"Just treat me to a meal,”
Jason said with a smile, under the watchful gaze of the Master Hunter.
"No,”
"I’m broke,”
"Have no money,”
The face of the Master Hunter was filled with embarrassment as he said this, reaching into his own pocket.
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The pocket was completely empty, cleaner than his face.
It wasn’t pretending to be poor.
He was really poor.
"Then, let’s leave it for another time!”
Jason said this and took a step forward, walking ahead.
The morning breeze whistled by.
The sunlight became even more resplendent.
Jason’s figure became ethereal and unreal in the sunlight, raising his arm to wave, both a farewell to the Master Hunter and to the friends in this world.
Avoidance?
No, that wasn’t it.
He simply wasn’t accustomed to saying goodbye in person.
This way of saying farewell was quite good.
"Where do you plan to go?”
The sudden question came from the Master Hunter.
Jason walked on without stopping or turning back to answer—
"Far away.”