Reaching the Sequence 7 Weapon Master of the Warrior Pathway with almost no fighting—honestly, this is quite uncommon.
After all, this Pathway possesses incredibly strong frontal combat capabilities from start to finish.
Luciel sometimes wonders if his ability to advance so easily is because the existence above all his Pathways is himself, so no matter what he does, it conforms to the Acting Method.
However, reaching Sequence 7 means entering the mid-Sequence level.
At the mid-Sequence level, the potion’s transformation of the body is already significant.
Luciel can even feel his muscles squirming now.
If not for controlling the Sefirah River of Eternal Darkness to forcibly keep his body in its original state, Luciel might have really turned into a muscular, well-built half-giant.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to become strong, but it would be a bit strange for only one personality to transform, right?
However, to change his physical body, he could rely on the Rose Bishop’s flesh magic; to change his face, he would need the Faceless’s face-changing; to change gender is simple—Witch.
No, he could even directly use the power of the City of Calamity to change gender at will.
Well…
forget it.
Let’s just gather a few more Sequence 7s first.
The team members were fooling around before all going off to do their own things.
Luciel closed his eyes, returned to the rest area, and began reading those more ancient documents, while simultaneously extracting some lesser-known knowledge from them.
Until he saw the section about the arrival of the The Fog.
Luciel slowly stopped the pen he was using to record.
“The content of this section is theoretically substantial enough.
If it could be spread, it would definitely be enough to fully digest the Archaeologist potion.
But spreading it carelessly, if those Outer Gods found out, they might just take the opportunity while the Great Xia gods are reincarnating and weak to launch a raid.” “What a pity.” After a brief moment of thought, Luciel decided it was better to keep this matter to himself.
After all, he didn’t want to face those messy gods, at least not until he reached the Angel level.
When he reaches Sequence 2, even with just one Pathway, Luciel could influence the entire world given enough time, not to mention that as an Original Creator level entity, both the restrictions and the power after activation would be absolutely top-tier.
Luciel began to space out while looking at history.
Apart from the reason why the The Fog doesn’t enter Great Xia, there are many hidden secrets in history, but if we are talking about knowledge…
“If I remember correctly, it seems that the reincarnated Yang Jian and Nezha are both in Cangnan City.
I really want them to just tell me the ancient knowledge directly; I wouldn’t even have to do archaeology.
What a pity.” Luciel felt a faint sense of frustration, but that was all.
It’s just that the Archaeologist potion is hard to digest quickly without suddenly discovering an ancient tomb; it can only be ground down slowly over time.
It seems he still needs to digest the Secrets Supplicant.
But it wouldn’t be good for a Secrets Supplicant to pray to the Mother Nest, and he would have to create a mixed honorific name for the Chaos Sea and the five clones inside.
Furthermore, as an outsider rather than a Pillar, even with complete authority, Luciel cannot blindly repeat it.
Why does it feel like the more he digests the potion, the more things there are to do?
As Luciel thought about it, he worked himself into a state of irritation.
“Ah, forget it, forget it.
I’ve been wound too tight lately.
Let’s go out for a stroll.” Luciel is not someone who mistreats himself.
While mastering extraordinary powers without danger is certainly fascinating, aimless irritation is nothing strange.
He had basically spent the whole month trying to digest potions; he couldn’t let himself get stifled.
Come to think of it, he had digested six types of potions in just one month, one of which was Sequence 8.
Luciel hadn’t even synchronized his mental state with the potions.
“Could it be that I’m actually a genius?
I am the protagonist of this era!” Luciel said suddenly.
“Hey, protagonist of the era, what are you doing?” A voice suddenly sounded from behind, scaring Luciel so much that the pen in his hand flew off.
He hurriedly retrieved the pen from the air, and Luciel turned his head, face flushing slightly, to see the person behind him.
Wen Qimo was all smiles, with no attempt to hide his teasing expression.
The two looked at each other, one laughing, one embarrassed.
After a brief silence, “A barbecue tonight.
You didn’t see anything, and you didn’t hear anything.” “Deal!” After quickly establishing this shady deal, Wen Qimo finished laughing.
He was already very familiar with this personality who stayed in the rest area reading documents all the time; playing little jokes on each other was perfectly fine.
“Tired of reading and suddenly wanted to write a novel?
Why did you pick up a habit from Old Zhao?” Wen Qimo asked.
“Yeah, I can’t find what I’m looking for, so I plan to go out and walk around to get some air.
Maybe I’ll figure it out all of a sudden.
Oh, right, my bank card seems to have been confiscated by the mental hospital…
…did you guys get my card back?
It has all my assets in it.
Not much, but a few thousand.” “No way, that’s your own property, you only just remembered now?
It might not seem tempting right now but who knows what the future holds?
“And If you’re enjoying it, drop a Power Stone for me!”