Skill extraction starting from Dragon Clan

"this……"

Zhang Chulan was still surprised by such an attack method when he suddenly found that the surrounding fog suddenly became heavier, and the same gray liquid also flowed out of the corners of his eyes and nostrils.

"Suffer it!"

"ah!"

"elder brother!"

Along with three screams, Zhang Chulan and the Lu family brothers and sisters also began to leak out a large amount of thick liquid.

On the other side, Bestia, who had just sorted out his condition, also suffered the same attack. He instantly recognized who was behind the attack, and then liquid poured out of his eyes. He roared loudly before.

"Erica Joaquina, don't meddle in other people's business! This is a task assigned to me by the king. I can complete it, so don't take action!"

It's a pity that Erica didn't listen to his roar. The energy that had just gathered in Bestia's body dissipated again. She covered her eyes in pain and squatted down sincerely.

"Stop it! Joaquina, you bastard!"

However, Bestia walked on a rather special path, so even if he suffered an unreserved attack from Erica Howe, he only had thick blue liquid continuously pouring out of his eyes, obscuring his sight.

Compared with other people who had thick fluids gushing out from all their orifices, Bestia quickly adapted to this negative state.

"It's so heavy...help me..."

At this time, the islanders who were first affected had fallen to the ground weakly, and their bodies were about to be buried by a large amount of thick liquid pouring out of their bodies.

Tap tap tap...

Just when they felt that they were about to be suffocated to death, a series of slight footsteps came from behind, and several people suddenly found that they seemed to feel much more relaxed.

The thick liquid that originally submerged their bodies suddenly dissipated out of thin air, and the surrounding fog actively avoided them as if consciously, allowing several people who were about to suffocate to death to finally take a few deep breaths.

"Don't move, or you will fall into my 'hell'." An old voice came from the side.

Only then did they realize that an old woman with blond hair and who looked quite old was gently passing by them.

Although the young islander had not met the other party, the gray robe on the old woman had given away her status.

The opponent was none other than one of the Nathan Guards who guarded the King on Nathan Island: Erica Joaquina.

Bestia was still trying hard to close his eyes, trying to stop the liquid from flowing out of his eyes. When he heard the footsteps approaching, he cursed unceremoniously.

"Joaquina, are you here to monitor me? Don't you believe that I will carry out the king's will?!"

"Well, from a personal point of view, I really don't believe it." Erica stared at Bethea lying on the ground expressionlessly, admitting her distrust of him without hesitation.

"But you really exceeded my expectations. The beast that once lived only loyal to its own desires has now restrained itself to this extent for the sake of the king. Bestia, I have changed my mind a little bit about you."

"Then don't hinder me!" Bestia yelled loudly.

Erica didn't talk to him anymore, but turned to look in the other direction.

At this time, Erica's "hell" has fully unfolded, and the thickness of the fog has reached its highest level. Ordinary people in such an environment may not even be able to see clearly one meter away.

However, in such an environment, there is one person who moves quickly and easily, seemingly without being affected at all. This person is Feng Baobao.

Feng Baobao did not choose to attack Erica immediately, but first came to Zhang Chulan and the others to observe their situation.

"you……"

"Sister Bao'er, is this Sister Bao'er? I can't breathe under the weight of these things..."

Zhang Chulan, who had lost the ability to resist and was lying on the ground, immediately suppressed the severe suffocation and shouted twice after hearing Feng Baobao's voice.

Feng Baobao still looked calm and calm. She looked at Zhang Chulan and told him her experience, hoping that he could find a way to deal with this "attack".

"Don't be nervous. The more you care about this thing, the more it will become sticky and sticky."

Lu Lin on the side quickly realized the nature of this thing after hearing Feng Baobao's explanation.

"Chu Lan! Linglong! Don't panic! Apart from being very sticky, getting more and more, and getting heavier, this stuff doesn't seem to have any negative effects..."

As he spoke, Lu Lin seemed to have found a way to control it. The thick liquid flowing out of his body began to decrease. Lu Lin's speech became clearer, and he confirmed his inference.

"I seem to have some clues, thoughts! This thing is our thoughts!"

Hearing Lu Lin's words, Zhang Chulan and Lu Linglong also struggled to get up and assume a meditative posture to calm down their thoughts.

Feng Baobao, on the other hand, stood on the spot holding the big knife he picked up, looking warily at Erica, who slowly emerged from the thick fog.

"Except for those who have been authorized by me, this is the first time I have seen someone who is completely unaffected by hell."

Erica glanced at the words that were as clear as tears flowing from Feng Baobao's eyes, and there was a little more emotion in her voice.

"Well, it's not that it doesn't affect me, but with such clear and focused thoughts... no wonder..."

Erica glanced at the three people who were protected by Feng Baobao and had entered a state of trance. The thick liquid flowing out of their bodies had obviously reduced a lot, and they seemed to have become much calmer.

"There is a type of people with abilities who are very good at manipulating their own body and mind. There seem to be a lot of people from your place like this..."

Before she finished speaking, Erica suddenly adjusted her glasses and looked in the other direction curiously.

"This is my domain. Do you think you can approach quietly without being discovered by me?"

"That's not the case. It's just that my current condition is not suitable for walking too fast, otherwise I can easily hurt people."

A low voice came from the other side of the thick fog. Feng Baobao looked in that direction with some confusion. She recognized that it was Zheng Shu's voice, but the voice was much deeper than before, as if separated by a thick layer of smoke. It's like the walls are talking.

After a while, a strange-looking shadow emerged from the thick fog.

It didn't look like a person, but rather like a squirming ooze. It wasn't until the shadow got closer that you could see clearly that it was clearly a person completely wrapped in a thick substance.

A large amount of thick material was continuously ejected from the opponent's seven orifices, even completely covering his figure.

As he moved, the thick substance on his body flowed to the ground, forming a slime trail similar to a stream.

"You...this is really a rare sight. You outsiders can break my expectations every time."

Even with Erica's knowledge, she couldn't help but widen her eyes, looking at Zheng Shu in surprise, who was completely covered by his own thick thoughts.

"I didn't expect you to be so constrained by your own thoughts that you could still act."

Erica's "Hell" is a magic that materializes the thoughts in the hearts of all creatures within the range, flows out from the seven orifices in the form of thick mucus, and then restricts the enemy.

Although these embodied thoughts have no substantial lethality to the enemy, they can interfere with the movement of Qi in the opponent's body, block the opponent's facial features, and cause a severe sense of suffocation to restrict the target's movements.

Because these thick substances transformed from one's own thoughts are not real substances, the feeling of suffocation is not actually a real physical feeling, but comes from the "restraint" deep in the soul.

Therefore, the effect of Erica's move has nothing to do with the strength of the enemy. The only solution is to restrain her thoughts and reduce the constraints on her soul.

Theoretically speaking, no matter how strong a person is, if he is bound by his own thoughts, he should be unable to move forward.

But the Zheng Shu in front of her overturned Erica's concept.

"You have an astonishing amount of distracting thoughts. Let alone an ordinary person, even the self-indulgent lunatics in 'Paradise' can be called innocent compared to you. It is no exaggeration to say that in my life so far, In my life, you have the most distracting thoughts I have ever seen."

Erica's expression remained calm, and she sighed with emotion when she saw Zheng Shu's condition.

"But what surprises me the most is that you are still able to act after you have become like this. With this amount of distracting thoughts, under normal circumstances you should have been 'drowned' by your own distracting thoughts."

Although her "hell" is theoretically not lethal, the suffocation caused by the materialization of thoughts is real. If she cannot hold on, she may be scared to death by her own fear.

This kind of thing is not uncommon. In fact, for Erica, there are not a few people who are "drowned" by the thoughts manifested by hell.

This kind of fear originating from the soul is not something that everyone can overcome.

"As for what you said about me having a lot of distracting thoughts, unfortunately, I can't refute it. Although I have been practicing for so many years, due to some special reasons, I do have a lot more distracting thoughts than ordinary people."

The figure composed of silt-like material shook twice, and Zheng Shu, who seemed to be submerged inside, was nodding.

Zheng Shu tentatively raised his hand. Because his eyes were constantly filled with embodied thoughts, he couldn't see anything clearly, but he could feel the weight of his arm.

With his current strength, there should be no heavy objects that can make him feel except for high-density matter similar to neutron stars.

But Zheng Shu actually felt the weight on his body, which made him feel something he had not seen for a long time.

"Because this thing is essentially the weight of the soul?"

Taking a closer look at the changes in his body, Zheng Shu couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

As for why he can still act despite being burdened with so many distracting thoughts, the reason is actually very simple.

"It's just a feeling of suffocation from the soul. I have experienced scarier things than this..."

Compared with the suffocation caused by his own thoughts, the terrifying oppression he felt when he first met Alter was much stronger than this.

The oppressive feeling of a superior predator that seems to crush the human soul completely, even an ordinary god would probably completely lose the will to fight the moment he sees Ort.

The reason why Zheng Shu was able to survive in the first place was entirely because he had a certain distortion in his mind when he was in the dragon world.

To put it simply, there is something wrong with the brain!

Relying on this morbid mental distortion, he was able to withstand the inhuman oppression.

Based on previous experience, although the suffocation feeling given by Erica's hell was quite terrifying, Zheng Shu felt that it was a bit childish.

Looking at Zheng Shu, who was completely covered by her own thoughts, Erica frowned unconsciously.

Zheng Shu's performance was really beyond her expectation.

She had also seen the entire battle between Bestia and Zheng Shu before, or it could not be called a battle at all. Zheng Shu had not taken Bestia seriously from beginning to end.

So Erica knew very well that, at least among the people she knew, no one could physically defeat the monster in front of her.

Erica was somewhat relieved at this time. Fortunately, she was the one sent by the king this time, because the genre she was good at targeted the human spirit and soul.

Judging from the results, the effect of hell is very strong on this person, but the other party is indeed dragging a lot of thoughts to forcefully act.

Unconsciously adjusting her glasses and looking at Zheng Shu and Feng Baobao in front of her, Erica didn't feel much fear in her heart, because the so-called "hell" itself was just an appetizer.

At this time, she noticed the changes behind her. At some point, Bestia overcame the constraints of her thoughts and came behind her.

Based on the fact that Bestia had perfectly followed the king's order before, Erica also temporarily regarded Bestia as her partner. Although she still did not relieve him from hell, she still reminded him aloud.

"Bestia, just stay there, you can't use your abilities in my hell."

Bethea's plump body staggered out of the thick fog. At this time, he had adapted to the thick gray-blue substance that continued to flow from his eyes, but he still walked over with perseverance.

After hearing Erica's advice, Bestia still looked as irritable as before.

"So what? I said this is a task assigned to me by the king. Unless she cancels it personally, I will continue to carry it out!"

"Tsk!"

She clicked her tongue in her heart, and looking at Feng Baobao who had already launched an attack and Zheng Shu who was standing aside and watching eagerly, Erica decided not to care about him anymore.

Since Bestia doesn't listen to the advice, let him suffer a little.

Feeling the change in Erica's aura, Zheng Shu, who was standing aside and overwhelmed by thoughts, unconsciously showed a smile.

(Update completed today.)