Chapter 37: Transformed into a Beast "Pretty cool, is this a god-killing weapon?" Anti said with a raised eyebrow."It's a work that I discovered by accident. It seems to have some familiar shadows. There are also many experts among the beast craftsmen." said Faseros. "After sufficient smelting and gathering enough power, ordinary weapons can become godslaying weapons after drinking the blood of gods..." Anti muttered a sentence from the information that Faseros had given him before. "Except for the miracles of the wandering gods, other miracles can hardly cause damage to the wandering gods unless there are special circumstances. The concept of the god-killing weapon was proposed and produced in this context. Only gods can kill gods." Faseros explained. "No wonder the fight felt so weird before." Anti recalled some of the confusion during the fight with the Night Stalker, but then he thought again, "But I still defeated it in the end?" "You were able to win by chance due to many factors. First of all, it was extremely incomplete this time, not even the remnants of its prime. Secondly, your other side is a God's fledgling, and you have the initial qualifications to kill God. Finally, Qi Miracle can take advantage of this loophole in the rules. As long as you can absorb the God's Qi, the God's Qi can naturally hurt the God." Anti nodded thoughtfully. Faseros continued, "Speaking of the God-killing Soldier, the mission I asked you to do is related to the God-killing Soldier." "Please say." "Collect as many God-killing weapons as possible." "What's the point of this?" asked An.
"I am very curious about the next generation of God-killing weapons and want to see them. And for you, the various God-killing weapons can also significantly increase your combat effectiveness. Of course, it is not easy to subdue and control these weapons that are half-resurrected after being soaked in the blood of gods. For example, this greatsword can easily arouse the will of this hunter." "...Anyway, it's not a very demanding request. Even if you don't tell me, given your influence on me, I will take the initiative to try to collect it sooner or later." Anti said. "The influence is subtle and one-sided, and the actions you demonstrated in our initial test of you have satisfied most of us, so I decided to talk to you directly, which is relatively equal." "Anyway, I have already accepted the gift and I still have to do the job." Anti didn't care much about this formality. It's not a problem at all for the guy behind me to treat himself as a tool. It's perfectly acceptable to want to see him suffer and to have fun with him. It would be better to say that Anti is still full of gratitude to those who have helped him so far, no matter how painful the process was. He has no goals, no needs, and no motivation, so he doesn't care about these things. Faseros understood what Anti was thinking and said helplessly, "Your attitude will make some guys lose their temper. I personally prefer people who are more greedy. More desires can easily inspire inspiration so that we can take the opportunity to give you gifts and trigger the price... Haha. Of course, this doesn't mean I hate you." "It's no use hating me. I was chosen by you all anyway." Anti tilted his head and said in a flat tone. "Hahaha, although he didn't oppose us, he didn't show any awe at all. He just showed a basic gratitude... Very good, it was nice chatting with you. I look forward to seeing you next time. Come on, young man." The words fell and the voice faded away. After standing there for a while, Anti reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword in front of him. Deng! The moment his hand grasped the greatsword, the thirty-four eyes on it all opened, and the dull black pupils like Anti's all turned to him. His hand seemed to be sucked by the sword, and even if he tried to let go, it was too late. Anti felt the inspiration emanating from the Night Stalker in his other hand, which seemed to resonate with the sword and produce a miraculous reaction. The inspiration directly penetrated into Anti's body and forcibly completed the absorption, or fusion! Anti took a look at the empty arm, and a ferocious animal claw was reflected in his dark eyes. But he had already prepared himself. He couldn't just leave the sword alone. It was inevitable that he would come into contact with and encounter something similar to Safin. However, before the formal tug of war began, a gift appeared before his eyes. [Event: "Transformed into a Beast"]
[Bester's Gift: You will absorb this inspiration from the powerful beast in a more stable state.] [Price: Awaken the beast nature and transform into a beast.] [Bister's signature: This is your third face, roar. ] 【Whether to accept? 】 Anti held the sword in one hand, blue hair sprouted from his body, and his bones began to undergo subtle changes. "Come." He agreed directly, as if he was oblivious to the changes in his body. The words merged into his body, and Anti's body suddenly seemed to lose its restraint. The dark blue hair was about to grow, but was first covered by the black and white hair. Anti's body changed, his muscles swelled, and his bones mutated. Especially the iconic head, he still has human ears and eyes, but the outline of the skull has become canine and feline, with a sense of horror in the deformity. The hind legs are bent like those of a wild beast, which makes it inconvenient to stand upright but gives it greater explosive power. The dark minions are also growing wildly. With the long black mane behind its head flying, this alien creature between an orc, a human, and even a god appeared at the pile of corpses. "Roar!" After roaring as if to vent his anger, Anti looked at his hands again. Completely transformed into a beast? No, it's a weird middle ground. It is the product of the expression of one's own animality taking over, just like the "stranger" is the product of active emotions taking over and activating miracles covering a normal body. This Bist had wanted to induce Anti to transform into a beast before, and now he took the opportunity to do it in one go. It’s a pity that the final form may be somewhat contrary to its original intention. At least the beast look that Bist is most looking forward to, Anti, will definitely not be this half-baked look. He subconsciously stood up, as this body structure made it difficult for him to stand upright. This was against the standards of an orc, and was closer to the stunted appearance of a night stalker. Although Anti's beast transformation seemed to have directly covered up its invasion, it still clearly had a significant impact. Even the hair on Anti's left hand holding the sword was mixed with dark blue, marking the presence of the Night Stalker. Keng! Observing its left hand, it subconsciously raised it and easily pulled out the hunting sword. The eyes on the Hunting Greatsword looked at Anti, and finally all slowly returned to looking straight ahead, as if they had acknowledged Anti's identity as the holder. Beastiality is different from aliens. His physical strength is not as good as that of a stranger, but he is still stronger than an ordinary person. There is no synaesthesia that covers the whole body, and the progress of synaesthesia is completely synchronized with the human body. Compared to this, it seems to be completely useless except for not making Anti lost quickly. However, because he is a completely integrated Night Stalker in this state, only in this state can Anti perform special hunting miracles with all his strength and make better use of the Hunting Greatsword. Anti covered his forehead lightly. The sound of dogs barking kept echoing in my mind, and the desire to gnaw on flesh and blood, slaughter wantonly, and hunt in my eyes kept emerging.
Unlike the stranger who simply vents his emotions like waves covering his normal consciousness, the intelligent beast has more demands, but it will lead Anti to deviate from the path of humanity. Kara... His body suddenly shrank, his bones returned to normal, all his hair disappeared, the long mane behind his head turned into loose hair like a shawl, and Anti turned back into a human. Take a deep breath and re-accept your human perception. In the end, it still cannot be used casually, and cannot be kept in its original form for too long. It is milder than the stranger, but still only slightly better. He glanced at the greatsword in his hand, and as the beast transformation faded away, all thirty-four eyes closed. The Hunting Greatsword in this state is just a greatsword of decent workmanship in the physical sense, and it is completely unable to unleash any special powers. chirp- Just insert it into the stomach and push it slowly into the body. My body became a little heavier again, but the slight satisfaction of obtaining a new weapon could not be faked. After all, this is also his first god-killing weapon. (End of this chapter)