Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 95: 72. Soul Casting Secret Technique

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Noland Lee used “he” to refer to the Titan in the sky, which is somewhat inaccurate.

The Titan didn’t have the normal physiological features of a human.

At least from what could be seen on its surface, the Titan had no “handle” or “headlights” or anything like that.

The corresponding limbs were either covered with filthy blood or completely bare.

Noland Lee didn’t care much about the Titan’s gender.

His focus was on the wound on the Titan’s head.

The flesh was torn there, bleeding profusely, punctured by a black curved hook.

Every time the Titan screamed, he would twist his head, worsening his injury. The black curved hook would scrape the edges of the wound like a file, grinding out filthy blood and pieces of flesh.

This sight scared Noland, but he had to force himself to stare at the Titan’s wound intently.

Because there were numerous red, white, green, and light blue extraordinary traits around the wound.

After the black curved hook squeezed the wound, those things emerged from the skin beneath the Titan’s surface, sticking to the skin’s surface.

But the problem was, the black curved hook corrupted these extraordinary traits at an incredibly fast speed, turning them into a mixed-color substance known as “Extraordinary Characteristic: Chaotic Mutation.”

when he flew to the Titan’s chest

reward within reach, he didn’t immediately continue to soar, snatching clean extraordinary traits from the “hands”

curved hook was not made of metal, and it was not a

it

was a living, dark tentacle, covered in cysts

it reflected a greasy light, easily reminding people

resembling a curved hook,

were

time to time, the cysts on its surface would tremble, splitting open a small

would slightly rotate, secreting poisonous fog from the

corroded

passed along the way would be contaminated by this

Noland saw this scene, he only felt a throbbing

to touch the black tentacle, he doubted he

that just touching the

difficulty of this place is too high for me; it’s not a level I can

Titan’s chest hair, looking down at the mountains

of extraordinary traits expelled by the Titan. As long as you’re clever enough and act quickly, you

wound up close, or trying to attack the black tentacle, these actions should be potential dangers in the ft•vilight Dream. As long as

thought quietly to himself, turning his gaze

tentacle and the strong corrosive nature of the cyst secretions, he couldn’t take another step forward. He could only watch as the extraordinary traits were

“Ah, it’s so uncomfortable…”

for something in the area around the

special kind of mixed color

stood on the chest hair observing the wound, he

which were determined by the target’s size

the extraordinary trait, the lower the