Warhammer

Even though he knew this was an illusion, David still felt the danger. This was his first time truly facing a Zerg, and a Level 1 Zerg at that.

He clearly saw the black-green luster flashing on the Hunter Mantis's sickle-like forelimbs, as well as the serrations on the blades. Being struck by such a weapon would leave him severely wounded in a single hit.

David sensed the danger, but it was of no use because his body was completely beyond his control.

Of course, if it were under his control, the most likely outcome would be him turning to run, which, given the speed of the Hunter Mantis, would only lead to a faster death.

Just as David's heart tightened, his body moved. It took a small half-step back while simultaneously pressing down on the handle of the war hammer in his hands.

With a loud 'clang', the hammer handle collided with the Hunter Mantis's sickle. David felt his body absorb a massive force, but his body executed a turn, redirecting all that power into the war hammer to strike back at the Hunter Mantis.

David did not know if this Hunter Mantis had the same combat power as a real one, but the creature before him already made him realize how terrifying the Zerg were. This was the weakest Level 1 Zerg, yet it was locked in close-quarters combat with this body.

This body was also incredibly strong, wielding the war hammer as if it were a part of itself.

In this sensation of brushing shoulders with death every single second, David was constantly improving his mastery of the war hammer.

In fact, no matter what kind of instruction one received, nothing could be as realistic as the learning David was experiencing in this illusion.

This body seemed tireless, and the Hunter Mantis was like a perpetual motion machine; the two of them continued to trade blows at such close range. Slowly, David's focus became more and more intense. He felt as if he had become the master of this body, personally swinging the war hammer to fight the Hunter Mantis.

A vast amount of combat experience poured into his mind, imprinting itself upon his soul.

The owner of the War Hammer Mastery (82% Proficiency) Knowledge Light Orb, Amos, was also an elite Armored Warrior who had returned from the War Star. Although a life of luxury had eroded his will, his combat experience remained.

This could be seen from the split-second decision he made when facing the insurmountable leader of the Sirius Mercenary Group, Froman. If not for an accident, he likely could have escaped unscathed.

What David received was his lifelong experience in mastering the war hammer. Amos's experience in using the war hammer had been honed through countless life-and-death battles against the Zerg, and these experiences were transformed into this combat illusion, appearing before David.

David could no longer distinguish between reality and illusion, for he was now completely merged with this body; he had to control the war hammer with all his might to fight the Hunter Mantis.

Just a moment ago, he had been distracted, and the Hunter Mantis's sickle had swept across his back, carving out a long wound.

The intense pain only served to sharpen his focus. It was only one Hunter Mantis, yet it made him feel a pressure he had never experienced before.

Under this pressure, his battle with the Hunter Mantis became almost identical to the combat he had observed at the beginning; he and the Hunter Mantis were trading attacks and defenses.

He did not know how much time had passed, but the figure of the Hunter Mantis slowly began to turn transparent, and then the entire space shook violently. The war hammer in his hand was also becoming transparent.

David couldn't help but want to grip the war hammer tighter. In his senses, the war hammer was a part of his body, and its disappearance felt as painful as losing a limb.

"Hoo, hoo, hoo!" David gasped for fresh air. The air no longer held the bloody stench from before; the illusion had vanished, and he was still in his bedroom.

The clothes that had dried after his practice of the Eighteen Forms of Body Technique were now soaked through with sweat once again.

He clenched his empty hands a few times; the lack of the war hammer's handle felt incredibly strange to David, who had just spent a long time fighting in the illusion.

"Shadow Servant, open the attribute panel!" He pressed his hand against the Shadow Servant and commanded in his heart.

Following that, he saw that among his abilities, War Hammer Mastery (82% Proficiency) had been added.

However, he was very clear that although War Hammer Mastery (82% Proficiency) was now on his attribute panel, he was still some distance away from truly utilizing that level of skill. It would require constant practice.

But his practice process would be exceptionally short; the experience that took others decades might only take him days.

He did not rest at this moment, but instead wanted to continue the fusion, as the next Knowledge Light Orb he prepared to fuse was only at the entry level, which his body could handle without any strain.

Although the Heavy Axe Mastery (33% Entry) Knowledge Light Orb wouldn't be of much help, mastering another weapon might come in handy.

Holding this thought, he ordered the Shadow Servant to move the Heavy Axe Mastery (33% Entry) Knowledge Light Orb into his body.

The illusion that appeared this time was quite normal; it was a training room where a body holding a heavy axe was practicing.

Various standard heavy axe techniques were practiced repeatedly, over and over again, almost like hypnosis. With his 82% proficiency in War Hammer Mastery, David felt that the heavy axe practice was extremely simple.

When he opened his eyes, he felt that this fusion process was the fastest one yet. Of course, this was only his perception within the illusion; in reality, the time he spent in the illusion was completely different from the outside world.

Even if he had spent years practicing in the illusion, only a few minutes had passed in the outside world.

This kind of experience transfer at the level of soul and consciousness could not be explained by science; one could only say that the Shadow Servant's ability was too formidable.

The two fusions left David's mind feeling exhausted. He went to wash up, changed into clean clothes, and without checking the time, collapsed onto his bed and fell into a deep sleep.

When David woke up, he looked at the time on the Identity Bracelet on his wrist; it was already four in the afternoon.

He rubbed his empty stomach. He had eaten so much Fortified Meat today, yet he was starving again.

If he hadn't had a large amount of credits, he would have been afraid of eating himself into poverty.

One had to know that ever since he started practicing the Eighteen Forms of Body Technique, ordinary food could no longer satisfy his energy consumption; only Fortified Meat could replenish his body's depletion.

When he arrived at the first-floor dining room, he saw Myron dragging his legs, moving while trembling.

"Myron, what happened to you?" David asked, looking at Myron with amusement.

"David, aren't you going to give me a hand? I did the Eighteen Forms of Body Technique ten times, a whole ten times!" Myron said plaintively, as if he had seen a savior when he spotted David.

David stepped forward to support Myron; he understood Myron's situation very well.

The Eighteen Forms of Body Technique consumed a tremendous amount of physical energy, let alone doing it ten times in one day.

"Emma, prepare more Fortified Meat for me and Myron," David ordered the Smart Butler Emma loudly.

"Yes, Master!" Smart Butler Emma responded while beginning to get busy.

By the time David helped Myron sit down, two plates piled high with Fortified Meat were already set on the dining table.

"Huh, Myron, you actually had Grade 1 Fortified Meat delivered!" David said in surprise as he looked at the completely different Fortified Meat on the plate.

"Of course. It's easy for my father to get Grade 1 Fortified Meat anyway; as long as he mentions it, someone will bring it over," Myron said nonchalantly.

There were many organizations in Peilan City that went out to hunt the Zerg. Although Grade 1 Fortified Meat was almost always sent to larger cities further away to earn higher profits, it was naturally a trivial matter for Bernard, the mayor of Peilan City, to obtain some.

While marveling at the benefits of power, David placed a piece of Grade 1 Fortified Meat into his mouth. The sensation of energy dancing on his palate made his hungry body sing with joy.

"Where is Uncle Gallen?" After his hunger subsided, David realized he hadn't seen Gallen and couldn't help but ask.

"Uncle Gallen said he went out to look into the Sirius Mercenary Group. Honestly, the Sirius Mercenary Group has some nerve. I heard from my father that their warships have already been captured, and aside from the few mercenaries who attacked you, the rest of the Sirius Mercenary Group has been rounded up!" Myron was well-informed and said with a smile.

His words were filled with disdain for the Sirius Mercenary Group. Even if they were all Armored Warriors, they should have known who could be provoked and who could not.

Even Myron himself had to be careful in his daily conduct, not daring to bring trouble to his family.

David didn't have much of a reaction toward the Sirius Mercenary Group. Although they had attacked him, they had also delivered a massive fortune to him, along with a 98% mastery of Electronic Warfare.

Of course, as his enemies, it was better for them to be dead than alive.