Talent [Berserk]

Effect: As long as you want, you can activate the power in the bloodline at any time, enter the berserk state, after entering the berserk state, your physical fitness, nerve response, and will will be greatly improved, and you will be immune to a certain level of hypnosis, stun, human charm and other control effects. However, after removing Berserk, you will enter a state of weakness for the duration of the berserk.

Note: When in the Berserk state, it will deplete your stamina at twice the rate, and if the stamina is exhausted, the berserk state will be automatically lifted.

Seeing this skill description, Gordon was not in a hurry to look at the next one, and directly clicked "yes" to activate the talent.

seconds activated, not interpreted.

A [berserk] talent like this, which does not lose his mind or lose his IQ, is simply perfect in Gordon's mind.

Fortunately, the Goblin Warrior was killed before he could use it.

But Gordon thought about it, and he was furious and didn't add health.

Even if it is used, at that ultra-close golden juice shower, I'm afraid that ten berserks will be in vain.

Gordon closed his eyes and took a good look at the changes that occurred in his body after the activation of the [Berserk] talent fragment.

After the infusion of talent fragments, Gordon's body quietly changed.

Its veins are like dry firewood, and its consciousness is that spark.

As long as he wants, he can ignite the power buried deep in his blood at any time.

Berserk is a simple operation, and Gordon thinks it can do it before he tries it.

However, Gordon didn't plan to experiment now, and he hadn't forgotten that there was a Black Iron talent waiting for him.

And the berserk state has sequelae.

It opened its eyes and focused its perspective once again on the next line of pale blue information of the [Berserk] talent.

Talent [Cast Boost]

Effect: You have a unique understanding of spells, and the spells cast by your hands will be strengthened to a certain extent, and the direction of enhancement is up to you, and you can choose from the damage, duration, and range size.

Gordon hesitated for a moment, but finally chose to activate it.

Although it doesn't have many spells now, [Magma Spit] doesn't know if it's divided into spitting weapons or algorithms.

[Fire Immunity] is also only a passive, not a spell.

But it knows that in the future, whether it is the [Burning Hand] awakened in childhood, the [Scorching Ray] of youth, or the [Wall of Fire] awakened in adulthood.

It all means that its identity as a spellcaster cannot be shaken off, and it is originally a magic dragon.

And now that the [Spell Casting Enhancement] can strengthen the spells it awakens in the future, it is not impossible for Gordon to take precautions.

Although it doesn't seem to have mastered any spells right now.

"Yes!"

Gordon silently activated, and a new talent appeared in the talent list.

It is tied with the [Rage] (1/18) that was activated just now.

Cast Boost (1/50)

When Gordon saw the suffix denominator behind this [Casting Enhancement], he couldn't help but gasp.

It's the talent of the highest progress bar it sees, if its comprehension is correct.

If it doesn't exercise its knowledge of learning spells, it will need forty-nine Black Iron Talent Fragments to transform [Casting Enhancement].

That is, nearly half a hundred second-order monsters, thinking about it like this, the caster is really terrifying.

I can't mess with it!

But it's normal to think about it, others in order to train a certain talent to the extreme, they are all measured in years.

And if it has the opportunity in the future, if it walks around the Abyss Battlefield, it can harvest hundreds or thousands of low-level free blank fragments, provided that it can come back alive.

When the time comes, it's not as it can add it however it wants.

The speed at which this talent progresses is already very rebellious, and the caster doesn't seem to be so perverted.

Thinking about it this way, Gordon is also a lot more comfortable.

After digesting the talent fragments of [Cast Enhancement] in your mind.

Mysterious spell theory, practical spell experience, and spell techniques.

It's all the same as before, imprinted in its mind, and the memories obtained out of thin air seem to be innate, but more like a piece of data transmitted at random.

But Gordon felt like he could really do what the effect said.

Optimize your own spells, but there are no spells for it to practice for the time being.

The talent fragment came to an end, and Gordon suddenly felt that there was one more thing left to do.

That's touching the corpse! It's a little late, but it's not too late.

However, Gordon took one look at it and gave up his intention to look for loot from them.

What appeared to be the most valuable bone staff was snapped by it when it prevented the spell from being cast, and the ring on the top of the goblin sacrifice's head.

It's just a layer of silver-painted wire, which can be found everywhere, and is purely an ornament for its status among the goblin tribes.

Not to mention the Goblin Warrior, who was covered in silk red crotch except for a pair of rusty and heavy half-body armor that was not worn at all.

Worthless, visible poverty.

"Forget it......"

Gordon could only sigh, he didn't expect anything of value from the goblins.

However, there are some things they should know, and that is the accurate information of this sewer, and Nina is hiding in the sewers, so naturally it is not clear.

These monsters must know more than Nina.

Gordon thought.

So, he looked at the goblins who were still trembling and crawling on the ground not far away, and casually pointed to one and called.

"You...... Come here!"

This is the goblin closest to Gordon, with green skin, pointed ears, a strong body, muscles half bulging under the green skin, and a head taller than a normal goblin.

It was one of the few remaining elite goblins, and because it was some distance away from the Goblin Warriors when it was sitting, it became the lucky one and survived the [Magma Spray].

However, it was now in an unusually messy state, with the palm of its left hand blackened from the joint of its elbow and the soles of its feet blistering from the magma.

There was a foul smell of burning all over the body, and it was obvious that it was not all for nothing just now.

The elite goblin shuddered when he saw Gordon calling to him.

But Gordon's words cannot be denied.

Honestly hunched over to Gordon, he fell to his knees, letting the goblin blood's goblin blood stain its knees red.

It looked up at the black dragon squatting in front of it, feeling an indescribable pressure and majesty, and the closer it got to it, the more terrified it became.

The green-skinned face was about to twist into a twist.

But it still did not forget the extremely humble voice that replied.

"Great True Dragon, Supreme Lord of our Galak Clan, what do you command your most loyal servant?"

"Tell me, who's the strongest in the sewers?"

The majestic voice of the black dragon sounded in its ears.

"Of course it's you!

The goblin said without hesitation with a flattering expression.

"What about other than me?"

Gordon frowned slightly, looking at the elite goblin kneeling in front of him who was half a head shorter, and wondered if the green skin in front of him had entered the water in his brain and couldn't understand what it meant?

But soon, Gordon removed his suspicions.

"There is no creature in the sewer that can be described as strong except for you!"

"They're just humble reptiles crawling under your wings. ”

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