As he left Dark Curtain, Han Shuo gave Chester some instructions, telling him to wait for word from him.
Han Shuo did not linger after leaving Dark Curtain and headed back to Babylon Academy of Magic and Martial Arts. Just before reaching the academy, he got out of the carriage and walked to the scattered graves on Back Hill, entering the tomb he had been using to travel to and from the Death Cemetery.
Instead of returning to the Death Cemetery from there, Han Shuo rubbed his Spatial Ring and took out the human-brain-shaped Dagmar Fruits. He had sealed the three Dagmar Fruits in special containers. Taking one out, he examined it and found its appearance unremarkable, even somewhat ugly.
Drawing a deep breath, Han Shuo sat cross-legged. After a moment's hesitation, he ate the Dagmar Fruit, which was slightly larger than his fist. It tasted somewhat bitter and was rather hard to chew. Compared with ordinary fruit, this Dagmar Fruit tasted terrible.
Once Han Shuo had swallowed the entire Dagmar Fruit, he immediately activated his Demonic Cultivation Art and began circulating his Demonic Essence, slowly gathering it toward his head.
At first, nothing unusual happened, but after a while, Han Shuo gradually sensed something wrong. Strange, vortex-like currents of power spread from his abdomen, rising from his lower belly and spiraling toward his head.
Wherever this strange, swirling power passed, it brought a stabbing pain that pierced to the marrow. Even with his body's current toughness and his firm will, Han Shuo found it somewhat unbearable. When these waves of strange power reached his head, a tremendous shock erupted in his brain, as though hundreds of shells had exploded at once. Booms rang endlessly inside his skull.
Along with the violent booming came bone-piercing pain inside his brain. After