Second Playthrough: All My Skills Seem to Be Maxed Out?

Towering jungles and soft dirt roads.

Cramped, quiet, and humid.

You can easily smell the aroma of grass mixed with earth and fallen leaves.

Dick stood there, looking ahead in a daze.

Where are you?

And I felt my sleeves were suddenly pulled by something. When I looked down, I saw the confused eyes of a young child.

"Dick Brother, didn't you say you wanted to take me to buy silk snacks? Why are you here?" The little boy raised his face.

With blond hair and simple clothes, he looks like a foreigner.

What he said was not Chinese, but he could actually understand it.

Dick suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his brain, "Have I arrived at the starting point of everything?"

He stared at the translucent panel that appeared in front of him, which turned out to be the template for the protagonist in the game.

However, he did not check the content on the panel first, but called in his heart, "Kelang, Kelang."

No response.

Putting aside the faint sadness in his heart, he stared at the translucent interface floating on his retina. Those abilities honed in countless life-and-death battles were glowing with a dark golden light:

[Battle]: Swordsmanship (Grandmaster level), Bow and Crossbow Shooting (Grandmaster level), Fighting (Grandmaster level)

[Signs]: Piercing Cold Shockwave (grandmaster level), Flames (grandmaster level), Protection (grandmaster level), Magic Trap (grandmaster level), Hypnosis (grandmaster level)

[Alchemy]: Potion Making (Grandmaster level), Sword Oil Making (Grandmaster level), Magic Bombs (Grandmaster level)

[Talent]: School of the Lynx Witcher (3.5 times physical strength), super [Self-Healing], super [Steel Sinews and Iron Bones], super [Giant Transformation], super [Extreme Leap], super [Beast Taming], Fishman Body, Secondary Mutation, [Blood of the Source]1, Blood of Madness; 2, flashing (super) 3, Time Traveler (super)

It seems that except for Divinity Fragment, all my skills have been maxed out.

Dick suppressed the shock in his heart and said softly, "Little Tom, I went the wrong way. The place selling silk snacks is in the city market. Come with me."

"How do you know my name is Little Tom? But okay, I've walked such a long way, can you give me an extra snack as a reward?"

In other words, children as young as three or four will not wonder why they have to go out of town to buy pastries, and older people will not be deceived.

"Of course."

The little boy had a happy expression and held two fingers of Dick in his little hand. The two turned around and planned to return to Odinburg.

But just after taking two steps, the sound of shaking leaves could be heard in the lush woods ahead.

A huge red nose appeared first among the leaves, followed by the face of an old woman.

He had a sharp chin, his face was covered with grooves of time, and his nose was exaggeratedly long. He was wearing a robe and holding a broom, and he looked over with a grin.

"Witcher, didn't you agree to give me the 'Medicine Introduction'?

"Why do you want to leave now? You don't want the money?"

The voice was sharp and harsh, and the words were full of doubt.

Dick Seeing this Broom Witch, a feeling of intimacy surged in my heart.

This was once regarded by him as an extremely powerful monster, but now it is just a new boss in this world.

His right hand was clenched into a claw, and frost lines instantly condensed in the air.

When the azure cold current bursting from the fingertips penetrated the witch, the crisp sound of ice crystals growing under the monster's shriveled skin could be heard.

The expanding cursed poisonous mist was frozen into ice edges and fell, together with the twisted face of the old woman, shattered into sparkling iridescent ice crystal dust in the sunlight.

Dick turned around with Little Tom, and then removed his other hand from his eyes.

The child is still young, and this scene is too cruel to leave a psychological shadow on him.

"Dick, what happened just now?"

"Nothing, just a fool trying to block the road."

"Oh." Little Tom responded softly, wiggling his fingers and not asking any more questions.

At the same time, Dick noticed the prompt on the panel.

Kill Broom Witch X1, kill [Relicts] for the first time, get additional Energy Points X15, and get Energy Points X30 in total.

It seems that everything has really been reset, but my skills have been retained.

After walking a few steps, a warning sound came from the front, "Let go of that boy!"

The sound is gentle and pleasant.

Dick looked at the girl who spoke, her brown eyes were clear and bright, her brown-black hair was draped over her shoulders, and she was wearing a decent wool travel skirt with a waist design, looking elegant and easy-going.

But her frowning brows and the fist-sized fireball held up in her left hand showed that she had bad intentions.

Xiya--The warlock apprentice of the Magic Academy;

Or the reincarnated Lucifer - the mother of two unborn children, his wife.

"Dick, don't think I don't know what your plans are. Do you want to abduct the little boy?

You know, as a demon hunter, it is your duty to protect mankind!" Xiya said sternly.

Dick gently let go of Little Tom's hand and walked naturally to Xiya's side in a few steps.

Every time he took a step forward, Xiya took a step back, and the fireball in his hand Flames kept swaying.

"What... what do you want to do?"

The next moment, she was embraced into a warm embrace.

"Dick, you..." Xiya's ears were red, and the fireball on his hand had long been extinguished.

Dick hugged her tightly, then remembered that he didn't do this when he became a god.

Soon, he felt the tight body in his arms soften, and Xiya hugged him with his backhand.

I don't know how long they hugged each other, until the little boy asked softly from behind, "What are you doing? When should we go back?"

Xiya stiffened suddenly, and the warm breath coming from her neck reminded her of those taboo succubus illustrations in the Magic Academy.

When she realized that she was unconsciously rubbing the opponent's back muscles, she suddenly pushed Dick away a meter, and her back lightly hit the tree, shaking off a few dead leaves.

Xiya looked at the evil smile on his lips, his face turned red, "We'll go back right away."

"Okay." Little Tom walked in front of the two of them, while Dick and Xiya walked side by side.

"Don't rely on this face that makes even sorceresses jealous." Xiya grabbed Dick's light armor straps and twisted a complicated knot around his fingertips.

"Just imagine that I will throw myself into my arms like those noble ladies."

"Understood."

"And, if you really want to be my partner..." Xiya's final tone has a hint of vibrato,

"Then from today onwards, we must slay the demons, do you understand?"

"Understood."

"You... are you real or fake?"

"Of course it's true."

The setting sun casts three figures on a path full of wild flowers. One of the slender shadows is quietly exploring the fingertips of another shadow's hand.

Final words:

The story of Dick and Xiya is finally completed. Although the third volume only focuses on the main plot, many details are not explained:

Misty Mountains Barbarians's hometown;

Noldor The story of the little earth spirit and Scoia'tael;

Panda Continent overseas Snake Cult base camp;

The rise of D'Shar Tribes Vigo;

Many characters in Free City did not appear, including Leofu who was originally captured by Duncan;

Chapter Hell, Chapter Hell is missing too much... it should be at least 500,000 words.

Hell should be very full...

The fourth volume, Twilight of the Gods... is gone.

It took three months to conceive and outline the rough draft of this novel. The rough draft had 500,000 words, and it took nearly five months to publish.

At the end of the writing, I really couldn't write anymore. I kept cutting down the original two million words until I got to one million words.

The main reason is that your health is getting worse and worse, and you can't sleep all night. If you continue like this, you may die suddenly;

Finally, I would like to express my gratitude to the readers who have always supported me. It is your praise, reward, and follow-up that keep me going until now.

You--are the motivation that keeps me tossing and turning and picking up my pen when I can't hold on!

Thank you~

Thank you~

Thank you~

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