215. Farce

As it turns out, the Wraith of the tomb's owner was not so terrifying.

When Harlock rushed out and tore and ripped at the Wraith like a Furball, Isaac and the others were completely stunned.

"Harlock... good dog!"

An excited expression gradually appeared on Isaac's face. "My dog is the best!"

When the existence of supernatural powers was confirmed, these young men and women were filled with excitement after their initial shock.

"Hey... Isaac, let's talk this over. You were planning to sell Harlock, right? How about I take it over? I'll offer double, no! Five times the price!"

James swallowed hard, his eyes gleaming as he stepped forward.

"No way... Nobody's going to make me sell Harlock! I'll fight anyone who touches my dog!"

Isaac answered with a firm expression.

Even if you're not a superhuman yourself, having a superhuman pet is pretty great.

Didn't you see the envious expressions on Elizabeth and Diana's faces?

"Yes..."

James chuckled sheepishly, "If it doesn't order you to pee in the street..."

Thinking about what had just happened, Isaac's expression froze. He was surprised to find that he seemed to be losing control of his pet, and the Erha was notoriously mischievous.

"Woof... woof..."

Sulu watched the battlefield where two noobs were pecking at each other.

The Erha clearly didn't see this as a battle; it was just a game, and it was having a great time.

'Hmm... Aside from a little hypnotic ability, it seems to be able to see low-level Wraith and possesses some damaging capabilities... Which class path is this?'

Sulu pondered for a moment, then realized there was absolutely no clue whatsoever.

After all, there are countless career paths in this world. Even within the two largest categories, [Soldier] and [Apprentice], there are some hidden branches, not to mention the other career paths.

Many professions have disappeared over the long course of history, and even the Inner Circle Green Tree Castle cannot fully record them.

'An interesting profession... The method of inheritance should be through potions or some Curio... The key is 'ingestion' and 'devouring'?'

How could Erha possibly learn? Sulu strongly suspected that Harlock had eaten something strange in the other's grave to become like this.

"Go Harlock, you're the best dog!"

"If you win, I'll treat you to meat bones for a year!"

"Kill it!"

Surrounding the two chickens pecking at each other were a group of even more inept ordinary people.

They weren't as relaxed as Sulu; they felt their lives depended on Harlock, cheering and encouraging him with every pounce.

But Sulu felt that Harlock was having more fun, and several times he could have ended the battle, but he deliberately let the Wraith on the other side go.

"It's time... to end this farce."

Sulu yawned lazily, preparing to go to sleep.

He looked in the direction of the Wraith and uttered Words of Arrogance once more.

The complex sounds, resembling heavy metal clashing together, or the shouts of a madman, are reproduced, a cacophony of countless people's delirium.

Isaac and the others who were listening either covered their ears in discomfort or tried to listen carefully while enduring nausea, only to find that they couldn't remember a single syllable.

This level of difficulty is simply inhuman!

"That lingering Wraith... your only fate... is utter annihilation... flames will scorch your body, turning all your spirit to ashes..."

Sulu Words of Arrogance to the Wraith.

The power of Words of Arrogance is related to the length of the sentences; this was a discovery made by Sulu in his previous experiments.

In other words, the shorter the characters, the less powerful they are; while the longer the phrases and the longer the chanting time, the greater the effect.

At this moment, the mysterious characters he uttered were enough to annihilate a first-order spirit!

'This seems a bit tricky... Following this line of thought, if I want to deal with third- or even fourth-tier professionals... I'll have to prepare a concert in advance...'

'Perhaps the cooldown of this skill will be shorter after leveling it up?'

'Is something crucial or essential still missing? Do I need to acquire more of the ' Lore of the Mad God '?'

In Sulu's perception, as he finished chanting, he had stirred the mysteries of nature, and a powerful force suddenly descended.

Raging!

A crimson flame suddenly rose from the Wraith, startling Harlock, who quickly retreated.

Amidst the flames, the Wraith's numb face revealed intense pain and despair, emitting cries and screams that turned Elizabeth and the others pale.

Three or four seconds later, the crimson flames disappeared, and the vengeful Wraith vanished as well.

"Cough cough..."

Sulu rubbed his throat, opened the kettle, and took a sip of spring water. "All done. Let's go to sleep. We have to get up early tomorrow."

"You... you killed that Wraith?"

Diana looked at Sulu.

"No... the real credit goes to Harlock; I only delivered the final blow..." Sulu said modestly.

"That incantation... it's noisy, but it's so cool!"

Isaac's eyes lit up. "Can I learn?"

"Sure... as long as you can remember it!" Sulu shrugged.

Recalling the scene from earlier, Isaac lowered his head with a bitter expression. "Okay... I admit... that definitely requires talent!"

The five ordinary people were actually quite fascinated by mysterious powers, but the thought of those complex syllables filled them with fear.

Is that really a sound an ordinary person could make?

Instead of learning this, we should train Harlock well; the other side has already proven that he is an extraordinary being!

The next day, the five-person group, having had a fruitful camping trip, ended their camping journey and prepared to return to Lori City.

Sulu was with them, accompanied by a large, imposing black and white dog.

'I'm not feeling well right now, so I'll stay in Lori City to recover first, and then go back to my hometown... and while I'm at it, find out where Rhode and Sean are...'

Sulu secretly planned his future, glancing at his Attribute Panel:

Name: [Sulu Potter]

Classes: [Thaumaturge] (Tier 3), [Rogue] (Tier 2)

Job Rank: [3]

Title: [Black Knight]

Strength: [1.4] (2.4), Agility: [1.7] (3.2), Constitution: [2.0] (3.0), Spirit: [4.5] (10.0)

Inspiration: [4.5] (10.0)

Skills: [Corpse Maiden Creation LV1], [Krav Maga Combat Arts LV7], [Soul Projection LV6], [Spirit Pressure LV4], [Spirit Chain LV1], [Wonder Item Crafting LV4], [Potion Crafting LV1], [Psychic Thaumaturgy LV1]

Passive: [Common Hebraic LV3], [Basic Physics LV5], [Demon Hunting Lore LV4], [Ancient Hebraic LV3], [Gulam Language LV4], [Occult Lore LV5], [Sturdy LV4], [Agile Footwork LV1], [Words of Arrogance LV1]

XP:[2200]

Status: [Soul Burning], [Moderate Injury]

'With its Sturdy passive ability, physical injuries can heal slowly, and the same applies to the soul, which needs to cool down gradually... Perhaps, some potions could be prepared to accelerate this process?'

He secretly made a plan for himself.