anovelconsole Chapter 1517 Mutation
Chapter 1517 Mutation
Chapter 1517 Mutation
In the Elgard base, in a closed training ground.
Gordon panted, released his charging posture, and lowered the Dragon Strike sword. "How long will this time last?"
Pig Chop put down the small pocket watch in his paw, "Twenty-two seconds, meow, two seconds shorter than last time, meow.
It seems that you have reached a bottleneck, meow. You have tried several times today, and it is almost time to take a break, meow."
“Huh.” Gordon picked up the Cloth of Disaster from the shelf nearby and prepared to wrap the Dragon Strike Great Sword with it. “Under normal conditions, I can only extend the maximum charge by about 30 seconds.
The pressure of this sword corroding my spirit is not too strong for me, so I should be able to use it in actual combat."
"So Gordon plans to use this sword in this battle against the Primordial Silver Dragon, meow?"
Gordon shrugged and said, "I would like to try it, but you will definitely not agree.
It is indeed not worth taking this risk, so I will use the formless Dharmakaya [Unmovable] this time."
Pork Chop nodded, feeling relieved at the same time.
Whether it was Hayata, Ansir, or it, they all felt that it was better not to use this sword if possible.
The Dragon Clerks all said that if one held the sword for a long time, the continuous erosion might cause irreversible damage to the mind and body.
In actual combat, you can't do it like in training. You can put down the sword at any time if you feel you can't hold on any longer.
In case it becomes a protracted war.
"Meow meow meow?! Don't move, meow!" Pork Chop, who had relaxed a little, suddenly noticed something and jumped up.
Gordon looked at it strangely, "What's wrong?"
"Squat down meow! Let me take a closer look meow!" Pig Chop's voice was nervous and anxious.
Gordon squatted down, not knowing what was going on. Pig Chop ran up to him, stretched out his two paws, and pried open his eyelids.
"What's going on?" Gordon couldn't help asking.
Pork Chop didn't have time to answer his question, and ran out of the training ground with a sentence "Don't run around, meow!"
Not long after, it hurried back with Hayata and Ansir.
Before Gordon could say anything, Hayata rushed to him and pulled open his eyelids just like the pork chop just now.
The originally dark brown irises were stained with an inconspicuous hint of gold.
If you don't look carefully, you can't find it at all.
If you are not close or familiar with the person, you would just think that it is natural. After all, there are many people with impure iris colors, so there is nothing to be surprised about.
But whether it was Hayata or Zhuchop, they were very sure that there was absolutely no such strange look in Gordon's eyes.
The only explanation is that the "irreversible impact" mentioned by the Longzhi people has occurred.
Hayata's face turned pale, and she carefully touched Gordon's body with both hands, fearing that she might touch some scales or something.
Anhil's expression was equally gloomy.
He had actually anticipated this kind of thing.
But he thought that it would take at least one intense battle with the sword before some observable changes would appear in Gordon.
I didn't expect the change to happen so quickly.
"Stop the adaptive training." Ansel's tone was very serious, "If we continue like this, no one can predict what will happen.
We will go to the doctor for a comprehensive checkup later, and when Fengying and Gail come back, they will also have a checkup."
Gordon, who learned that something strange had happened to him, did not feel too nervous or uneasy.
He even wanted to make a few jokes to liven up the atmosphere.
But looking at the gloomy expressions of the two people and the cat, he rationally decided that it would be better not to laugh.
He tried to pick up the Dragon Strike greatsword wrapped in the cloth of disaster, but was pushed away by Hayata.
Hayata did not take it directly with his hands, but carefully grabbed a piece of cloth and dragged the sword away.
"It doesn't have to be like this." Gordon felt a little distressed when he saw the exposed sword tip scratching sparks on the stone bricks on the ground.
"It won't break." Hayata replied coldly.
Ignoring the curious looks of others on the road, Hayata dragged the Dragon Strike greatsword all the way back to his residence and locked it in a storage box alone.
He even locked the box and took out the key, as if the sword would crawl out by itself in the middle of the night.
Gordon opened his mouth, but the two men and the cat didn't give him the chance to say anything and pushed him all the way to the clinic.
They were lucky.
Due to the recent rampant rodent infestation, many people have been infected with viruses after being bitten.
The famous itinerant doctor Yan, who had helped the kingdom solve the plague, was once again invited by Admiral Gareas to the Elgard stronghold.
Hayata, who was worried and confused, came up and wanted to explain the situation, but was stopped by Anshil.
He asked the famous dragon doctor to give Gordon a comprehensive examination first. As for Gordon's "condition",
On the one hand, he wanted to take into account the confidentiality of information related to taboos, and on the other hand, he wanted to prevent their words from causing the doctor to make a misjudgment. He planned to wait until the examination was over and make a decision based on the actual situation.
Doctor Yan didn't say anything and examined Gordon carefully.
After a while, he came to the conclusion that except for some minor injuries that were unavoidable for hunters, Gordon was very healthy.
"It would be better to say that Mr. Gordon is the healthiest and strongest person I have ever seen in my nearly 100 years of practicing medicine." Yan's voice was slow and gentle, and just listening to it would make people feel relaxed.
"It's just that." The Dragon Tribe doctor frowned slightly, "The strange color in your eyes doesn't seem to be innate.
Has Mr. Gordon come into contact with anything related to the 'curse' recently?"
Anhil exchanged glances with Hayata, then asked, "What do you mean by 'curse'?"
Yan was silent for a moment, "I have traveled all over the world, and I have always experienced some strange things over the years. I have also learned a lot of strange stories in the books collected in my homeland.
Well, let’s not talk about those distant memories.
A few years ago, when I was traveling in the village of Pokai in the Vlassia region, I was invited by the local village chief to diagnose a young hunter.
He was similar to Mr. Gordon, with an ominous aura surrounding him, while the young hunter's problem came from some sealed ancient filth.
This kind of aura may not be enough to have a significant impact on a strong man like Mr. Gordon, but if you have any clues, please make sure to prevent ordinary people from coming into contact with this kind of thing."
"Pokai Village."
Hayata suddenly remembered that Gene had told them that he had rashly opened the frozen cave behind the village and brought out some ancient "black blocks" from it, and was haunted by nightmares for a long time because of this.
"Is the young hunter you are talking about called Gene?"
"That's right." Yan nodded gently.
"really."
Anhil thought.
From Yan's answer, it can be seen that he does not understand the "taboos", but because of his experience, he has had some indirect contact with related things.
That would be more convenient to ask.
"Mr. Yan, is there any way to remove this 'curse' aura?"
Yan groaned for a moment and said, "I'm sorry, that's no longer a medical problem, maybe it's more of a spiritual problem?
The only advice I can give is to stay away from that kind of thing.
A small amount of 'curse' aura cannot have a significant impact on a man with a strong will like Mr. Gordon. After a period of time, it will dissipate or weaken.
But if the contact continues, the consequences will be unpredictable.”
Hayata glared at Gordon fiercely, "Did you hear that?!"
Gordon raised his hands in surrender. "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you."
(End of this chapter)