Many Knights spent their entire lives without mastering this technique. And now, Carl, who had just condensed his Life Seed and become an official Knight not long ago, was already able to release it.
This was also quite normal. Although he had just advanced, his life force had always been stronger than that of an ordinary Knight. Coupled with the perfect control over his body by the Divine Domain Fragment and the refined practice of the breathing techniques, it was only natural for him to stir up his Battle Aura.
Carl grabbed the broad sword beside him and swung it casually. The heavy blade felt as light as straw in his hand, and when swung at a certain speed, it even produced a sharp whistling sound as it split the air. He swung his Battle Aura. In the blink of an eye, the area several meters around him was almost completely enveloped in sword shadows. What once required all his effort to achieve, he could now do almost effortlessly.
The broad sword heavily smashed into the ground. If this weren’t a Divine Domain Fragment, even a foundation of solid rock would have been dented, forming a shallow pit.
Carl felt his entire body relax, a boundless, irrepressible energy surging through him, causing him to let out an involuntary shout. He then waved his hand and summoned the data panel. He felt as if he had been completely reborn after advancing to a Knight; his strength must have also made significant progress.
Occupation: Knight, Intermediate Wizard Apprentice
Carl’s expression changed slightly. Such a big change!
After advancing to a Knight, his data panel had undergone a significant transformation. Not only had the occupation column changed from Knight Attendant to Knight, but his Constitution had also dramatically increased from 1.77 to 2.1. Even his spiritual power had increased from 1.92 to 2.
Condensing the Life Seed completes the body’s evolution, so it’s normal for Constitution to increase, but such a large surge... Carl mused. It must be due to the Giant Spirit Breathing Technique!
The Giant Spirit Breathing Technique was said to be a cultivation method personally bestowed by a Divine to their most faithful followers to guard their Divine Realm and resist the invasion of Outer Gods. It clearly stated that this breathing technique greatly enhanced one’s constitution, especially strength. It could grant ordinary people the power of ancient giants!
And as for spiritual power... A strong constitution means ample spirit, not to mention the body’s evolution already includes the mind. A slight enhancement is also understandable.
In summary, Carl flexed his arms, I am now terrifyingly strong. Ordinary Knights probably wouldn’t last a few exchanges against me before falling.
After some thought, he looked towards a nearby clock, surprise appearing on his face.
It’s already been two days?
The clock not only displayed the hour but also the date; it had indeed been two days since he took the Life Potion. To him, it felt like only a moment had passed.
The bushes swayed, and Carl’s figure appeared out of thin air.
Having just returned to the Otherworld, he immediately sensed something was amiss with the atmosphere and instinctively looked in the direction of Black City.
Black City was perennially shrouded in a hazy grey fog. Viewed from outside, the city resembled a colossal beast entrenched upon the land, its entire form permeated by an ominous grey aura. The dense fog clung and never dispersed. City walls, towers, and buildings were only faintly discernible, appearing exceptionally mysterious.
Yet now, a grey pillar of vapor connecting heaven and earth had appeared in the very center of Black City, with countless wisps of grey smoke scattering in all directions. It was as if countless tentacles were carrying the dense fog, expanding from Black City as the epicenter towards the surrounding wilderness and mountain forests. Wherever it passed, all life within the area covered by the dense fog withered. The green of the mountain forests visibly withered, flocks of birds plummeted, and the situation within the city was imaginable.
It’s feared... hardly anyone will be spared!
Shockwaves, like a tsunami, surged from the center of Black City, one after another. The trees in the surrounding mountain forests swayed, beasts fled in all directions in panic, and even the clouds in the sky were pushed far away.
Carl’s face turned pale as he instinctively took a step back. At this moment, Black City was like an enraged, ferocious beast, recklessly unleashing the fury it had suppressed for so long. Even from a great distance, the invisible pressure still made Carl’s heart pound with apprehension, as if facing a formidable enemy.
He looked intently. At the edge of the dense fog, many black dots were desperately fleeing, trying to get away before the fog expanded further. City guards, merchants, mine slaves... regardless of their previous status, they were all now terrified fugitives. Those who were too slow were enveloped by the fog, collapsing to the ground with screams, their life extinguished in the blink of an eye.
Fortunately, the fog’s expansion wasn’t excessively fast; adults who broke into a sprint still had a chance to escape. However, human strength was limited, while the fog seemed tireless, continuously engulfing more and more people.
Carl’s throat bobbed as he turned and ran in the opposite direction. Such heavenly might was beyond human resistance. The confidence Carl had just gained from becoming a Knight vanished in an instant.
This area was quite far from Black City, so for the moment, he didn’t need to worry about the fog catching up. He could also see a few scattered groups of people on the road. The escapees were either in groups or traveling alone; regardless, everyone was extremely wary of others. No one spoke. They just kept running with their heads down.
After running some more distance, a chaotic noise came from ahead. Carl looked up, his expression subtly shifting. He saw two groups fighting at the edge of the forest. One group consisted of men and women, all in ragged clothes, sallow-faced and emaciated—clearly commoners fleeing Black City. Although numerous, they were clearly at a disadvantage. The other group, mostly equipped with full armor and weapons, moved with coordinated advances and retreats; they were City Guards.
"Officer, isn’t it enough if we leave everything behind?" someone yelled while fighting.