Chapter 342 I Have Limited Talents

At present, in Dove's view, citalopram is still very reliable.

Dove can be regarded as the elder of Jiu'er, and naturally he can be regarded as the elder of Citalopram.

Citalopram's mother is Jiu'er's father's sister.

Dove had also seen her several times back then. She is a very elegant woman... I don't know why she gave birth to a daughter who reads "Isn't this very erotic" and "This is also very erotic" on the Internet every day.

Every time Dove sees citalopram giving a speech on fetishism, she always hesitates.

Mainly, she didn't know whether it was because she was outdated, or whether there was something wrong with citalopram.

But at least on the issue of alcohol, citalopram is still very reliable...

At this moment, Dove suddenly noticed that citalopram had sent a private message to herself—a mail icon was flashing on the screen in the upper right corner of her.

When it comes to the "private message" function, Dove has also wanted to complain for a long time.

I don't know why, in this epoch-making, high-tech "game" that can cross the world, the ui design seems so amateur...

So Dove calmly clicked on the email.

Citalopram: "Are there any more pictures? Take a few more pictures, while you are a cat now, Annan is not prepared for you... Take a few pictures of changing clothes?"

Dove was blinded.

Dove "?????"

Dove "What's your situation??"

Citalopram "Don't get me wrong! I'm here to appease Jiuer... Also, if Jiuer wants you to send it to her, don't send it."

"Even if you say so..."

Dove was still hesitant.

In the end, citalopram's request was agreed.

"Meow……"

So Dove jumped off the sofa, rubbed against Annan's bed, and let out a light meow.

she stood up,

His paws rested on the edge of Annan's bed, stretched his body, and stretched.

"What's wrong?"

Annan asked softly, "Do you want me to carry you up? Wait a minute, you can help me get my earrings... No, please bring the necklace."

He hesitated for a moment, whether to use earrings or necklaces for the silver-level carrier.

After Annan advanced to Silver, he finally knew...why in the "Nightmare White Tower", those Silver Wizards had to unleash their own spells when fighting.

Whether it is "The Tower of Frost" or "Words of Frost", Annan can only use it after unfolding the curse.

And besides that...

Because Annan has not yet sealed the curse into the carrier.

He can clearly feel that his thinking is very clear, and the curse in his body is being abnormally activated. It seems that any spell, even all extraordinary abilities, can be formed immediately as long as he wants, and the consumption of energy is greatly reduced.

At the same time, this curse is still continuously consuming the curse in the curse, replenishing his physical strength and energy.

Annan had just woken up from a nightmare, coughed up a lot of impurities from his soul, and was mentally exhausted. But now he has almost recovered.

There is no doubt that this is the "combat state" dedicated to the extraordinary.

To describe it in game terms... This is a super buff that is activated with instant actions, constantly consuming the "power of the curse" to optimize all of its own judgments, increasing the three-speed, and constantly restoring health and stamina.

The most precious thing about it is... Except for the hunter-type superhumans, superhumans of other professions are basically unable to directly consume and use the original power of "curse". And it recovers quickly too.

If you have to say it, its only usefulness lies in the blessing of the success rate of the ceremony. In particular, rituals that require confrontation with the opponent, such as curse killing and peeping into the future.

Other than that, it's gone.

The resistance to extraordinary abilities comes from the power of the oath and the soul level, and it has nothing to do with the power of the curse.

Only a hunter-type superhuman who is wrapped in many curses can activate more than ten curses in a short period of time, and quickly exhaust the power of the curse.

Extraordinary people of other professions, who want to use up the power of the curse by activating the curse, have to fight continuously for at least two hours.

Before that, other combat resources have long been exhausted.

Of course, if the power of the curse is really consumed, it will bring negative effects.

First of all, all the positive abilities brought by the curse will be invalidated, and then the extraordinary abilities above the silver rank will be temporarily unavailable. Ordinary swordsmanship, archery, magic, and below-silver spells and special swordsmanship are not affected.

Moreover, when Annan looked down at his hand... he could vaguely see a very pale rainbow-colored halo penetrating from his skin.

That was the color of Annan's own soul.

It has already revealed the blockage of its own body and is exposed. It's like illuminating the palm of your hand with a flashlight... Even an extraordinary person of the same level can vaguely see this brilliance.

In other words, it was the color brought by the spell of his "Angel's Left Eye".

At the silver level, extraordinary people cannot directly "dye" their souls.

That is to say... At this stage, the souls of the extraordinary are actually transparent. Their souls can only light up when they activate their silver-level spells.

And quite recognizable.

"That is to say, in the case of entering the battle state, can the extraordinary person above the silver rank see the identity of other people..."

Annan thought.

This is a very crucial piece of information.

This means that in the "anonymous" combat state, it is impossible to make a full shot. Otherwise, it will be easy to reveal the identity.

So Gerald didn't start the curse at that time...

The shape, color, and location of the silver-level curse. Combined with the color of the soul, it can basically be pinpointed. Even if the color of the soul, the superhuman below the bronze level may not be able to see - but this is not certain - the position and color of the curse can basically be accurately located.

Annan was more fortunate.

His curse was in the eyeball of his left eye.

If he wears a blindfold and activates the spell as soon as possible before the fight... it's hard for others to tell where his spell is.

So Annan gave up the "ring" that was far away from his eyes.

But taking into account, I still occasionally have to unleash the curse of "Butcher's Blade". The earrings, earrings or monocles he had prepared before were too long from Annan's right hand. In the end, Annan chose the necklace.

It was a silver necklace with a hollow in the middle.

It can be set with a gemstone.

Through the baptism of rituals, gems can be blessed with some extraordinary levels.

The same goes for the other studs, earrings, rings, and belts—Annan had drilled holes in advance. But for financial reasons, he did not set all the gems up.

It will be better to buy it after the selection is finished.

After all, the size and number of gemstones used in earrings and belts must be different...

Taking the necklace from Dove, Annan picked up the cat and placed it on his lap.

Then put the necklace on, take off the ring, and put the bronze ring on the necklace.

I saw the ring shake a few times, and then a small crack suddenly appeared.

Black mud poured out of the ring and slowly infiltrated into the necklace.

And the rainbow-colored brilliance in Annan's eyes also flowed from his eyes... Like tears, and like slugs, it smeared across Annan's cheeks without leaving any traces. Just got into the necklace.

After the black mud and iridescent transparent colloid submerged into the necklace, it also began to shrink and its weight began to decrease. It didn't change until Annan felt it was just right.

...speak.

Although I lost my eyesight, it seems that my eyes are not empty...

Annan tentatively touched his left eye across his eyelids.

Found it to be extremely hard.

So he boldly opened his eyelids and touched it again... but only felt the strange touch of gems.

There was no change in Annan's vision, nor did he feel pain.

Although Annan's perception attribute has already allowed Annan to close his eyes to attack and dodge within a few dozen meters. But the sudden loss of vision from his left eye still made Annan feel a little out of balance.

"You have to train a little bit before you can go to the capital..."

Annan muttered.

Just like the last time I trained myself to use the perception attribute.

Consider your limited talents.

no matter what...

...Two hours of training?

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