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.”

he

continue to soar, snatching clean extraordinary traits from the

curved hook was not made of metal,

it

tentacle, covered in cysts on

it reflected a greasy light, easily reminding people of partially dried

black tentacle, resembling a curved hook, was

rhythmically as if it were breathing or drawing

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

would slightly rotate, secreting poisonous fog from the dark

“burned” blisters, corroded the surface, and seeped into the

the way would be contaminated by this

Noland saw this scene, he only felt a throbbing

touch the black

the cyst

this place is too high

Titan’s chest hair, looking down at the mountains and clouds below,

As long as you’re clever

tentacle, these actions should be potential dangers in the

to himself, turning his gaze to

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

“Ah, it’s so uncomfortable…”

something in the area around the

special

he stood on the chest hair observing the

were determined by the target’s size and color

volume of the extraordinary trait, the