System prompt: The host consumed 400 experience points. Barbarian Blood Warrior reached Level 4. Ding! The host's Barbarian Blood Warrior reached Level 4. Strength +1, Constitution +1. Ding! Affected by Barbarian King Bloodline, the host's Barbarian Blood Warrior gained Constitution +1, Vitality +1.
Ignoring the Level 4 gains, Lu Chen continued, "Continue raising Barbarian Blood Warrior's level."
"System prompt: The host consumed 500 experience points. Barbarian Blood Warrior reached Level 5."
Ding! The host's Barbarian Blood Warrior reached Level 5. Strength +1, Agility +1. Ding! Affected by Barbarian King Bloodline, the host's Barbarian Blood Warrior gained Constitution +1, Vitality +1.
"Barbarian Blood Warrior also increases Agility."
This upgrade surprised Lu Chen somewhat, but he quickly recalled that leveling Swordsman had not only increased Agility—it had increased Strength before as well.
That made Lu Chen understand that Strength, Agility, and Constitution complemented one another. Barbarian Blood Warrior merely emphasized Strength and Constitution, while Swordsman emphasized Agility.
Yet even with such emphasis, leveling up would still improve the other two attributes.
After pondering briefly, Lu Chen stopped dwelling on it. At that moment, the system's prompts began ringing in his ears one after another.
System prompt: The host has reached Level 5 and obtained one skill draw. Skill draw in progress. The host has drawn the skill Sweeping Blade. Learn it: Yes/No.
"Sweeping Blade—the skill of happiness. I actually drew it this time."
In League of Legends, there was a champion known as the Happy Wind Man. No matter how terrible his record was in-game, he was always incredibly happy, and Sweeping Blade was the source of that happiness.
In Lu Chen's memory, it was a movement skill that could use others as stepping stones for displacement. Of course, it had another nickname: E Forward Without Fear.
"E Forward Without Fear—once you go, there's no coming back. I actually drew it."
Shaking his head, Lu Chen said, "System, change the skill."
To be honest, this skill was actually quite good. As a mobility skill, its displacement was excellent, and the more people there were, the easier it was to weave through them.
Unfortunately, it was still the same issue: Lu Chen's main enemies were evil spirits. What he needed was an ability that could deal with evil spirits.
"What a pity. If I already had an ability to deal with evil spirits, I'd probably learn this skill. After all, it's still a movement skill."
As Lu Chen shook his head and sighed, the system's voice rang out again.
System prompt: The host spent five spirit crystals to redraw a skill. Ding! The host has drawn the skill Broken Wings Dance.
"Riven's Q skill from League of Legends. Pity it still can't attack evil spirits. Keep changing."
Ding! System prompt: The host has drawn the skill Darkin Blade.
"Sword Demon's move, but it isn't his ultimate. Keep drawing."
Before drawing again, Lu Chen directly sacrificed that Broken Bowl, obtaining fifteen spirit crystals. Added to the ten he had left, he had five chances to switch skills. He had made up his mind to draw an ability that could harm evil spirits.
"To rapidly improve my strength, I'll often have to go out at night from now on. At midnight, relying on Blood Qi alone is far too thin a defense. I must have an ability that can hurt evil spirits."
With that in mind, Lu Chen was determined to draw a skill capable of harming evil spirits.
Ding! System prompt: The host has drawn the skill Triple Slash.
"A rapid movement skill from Dungeon Fighter Online. System, keep changing."
Lu Chen truly would not give up until he reached the Yellow River.
System prompt: The host has drawn the skill Jump Slash.
"Keep changing."
System prompt: The host has drawn the skill Demon Hand (Black).
"Keep changing... Wait, Demon Hand from Dungeon Fighter Online? I actually drew it."
Seeing that black Demon Hand, Lu Chen's expression became solemn.
Dungeon Fighter Online was an immensely popular game in Lu Chen's world. There, Demon Hand was synonymous with Ghost Swordsmen.
"I drew this skill. Should I choose it?"
Staring at the skill, Lu Chen actually fell into thought. That was an extremely rare occurrence.
But anyone who understood the ability of that Demon Hand would know that Lu Chen's caution was necessary.
Demon Hand was an arm tainted and inhabited by Demon God Power—a cursed hand.
After hesitating for a long while, then looking at the mere five spirit crystals he had left, Lu Chen gritted his teeth and chose to accept it.
"I don't have many spirit crystals left. If I don't choose it this time, I may not obtain an ability that can harm evil spirits. So I have to choose it."
"Besides, being influenced by Demon Gods happened on Arad Continent. I'm in another world now; the Demon Gods of Arad Continent may not be able to affect me."
"And even if they can affect me, I can be like Sword Soul and Asura and stop using Demon Hand's power in the future."
Although Demon Hand was synonymous with Ghost Swordsmen, in Dungeon Fighter Online, the Ghost Swordsman's four paths were four utterly different roads. Two of them were completely unrelated to Demon Hand.
Sword Soul: Ghost Swordsmen who were passionate about studying the weapons in their hands and cultivation methods. Their future path of growth had nothing to do with Demon Hand.
Asura: Not only did they abandon Demon Hand, but in order to perceive the power of waves, they even chose to seal their own eyes shut. This too had nothing to do with Demon Hand.
Berserker: Ghost Swordsmen affected by Kazan Syndrome. Once angered, their reason would decline, but their strength might become the greatest.
Of these three paths, aside from Berserkers being affected, the other two were almost completely unrelated to Demon Hand.
Of course, on Arad Continent, there were also those who chose to develop Demon Hand—Soul Benders.
They released the power of Demon Gods, then made them submit, thus controlling the Demon Gods. In the end, they would become Dark Lords. That was the growth path of Soul Benders.
"If I can control Demon Hand, I might even become a Dark Lord and gain the ability to command Demon Gods. And even if I can't control it, I can choose to seal it and follow the path of Asura or Sword Soul. Therefore, I can choose it."
At that thought, Lu Chen had already made his decision.
"System, choose Demon Hand."
After making his choice, the fear in Lu Chen's heart gradually diminished, and his heart was once again filled with towering ambition.
"Demon Hand is indeed terrifying, but my skills do not come from Arad Continent alone. Other worlds certainly have abilities that can suppress Demon Hand. As long as I can grow stronger, I will definitely be able to control this mere Demon Hand."
The system's existence made Lu Chen firmly believe that as long as he grew stronger, he would fear nothing. But that was contingent on Lu Chen being able to grow.
And now, Lu Chen was far too weak, while this world was far too dangerous. That was why he chose Demon Hand.
The moment Lu Chen made his choice, the black Demon Hand suddenly shattered within the skill panel. Then, vast amounts of black aura drilled out of the system interface and into Lu Chen's left arm.
"Aah!!!"
The pain instantly made Lu Chen collapse to the ground. As his arm was tainted by the aura of Demon Gods, he felt as if that arm had been ground to pieces.
The agonizing pain lasted for a long time. Amid the torment, Lu Chen could clearly see his left hand being slowly dyed black by that Demon God aura.
But then, the Blood Qi within Lu Chen's body stirred. The Blood Qi in his left hand in particular churned like boiling magma, ceaselessly throbbing.
The active Blood Qi mingled and clashed with the Demon God aura. Gradually, Lu Chen discovered that his left hand had changed from its normal bronze skin tone into a bloody black color.
At the same time, countless veins bulged outside the muscles like red electrical wires. All of it made Lu Chen's left hand look savage and terrifying.
"Is this my Demon Hand?"
When the pain lessened, Lu Chen moved his left hand slightly. At that moment, he could clearly feel that this left hand was different.
Within it lay a heart-pounding power.
What surprised Lu Chen even more was that, in this darkness of night, threads of chilling air were continuously drilling into his black-red left arm, strengthening its power.
"There really is something in this world's night that can strengthen the evil spirits' abilities."
Lu Chen was no fool. From Demon Hand's act of drawing power, he sensed something.
But he immediately had no mind to think about that anymore.
Black aura was spreading from Lu Chen's left arm toward the rest of his body.
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