At this time, it was getting late, and the already gloomy and dark sky seemed to be a little darker for some reason, and even if it weren't for the kerosene street lamps on the side of the street, Coral Street, where the Hound Bar was located, would probably be out of reach.

The cold wind blew suddenly, and the sky began to drift downward, and the white was covered with black snowflakes, and a homeless man who was standing next to the garbage heap in the alley tightened the shabby cotton clothes he was wearing, looked up at the dense snow in the sky, and couldn't help but curse.

However, when he found that spots of hoarfrost suddenly appeared on his body, and the exhaled breath had formed a substance, he was not in the mood to scold his mother.

"Am I going to freeze to death?"

Looking at the gradually increasing frost on his collar, the homeless man's face was full of despair.

"Why is it so cold all of a sudden?"

This question was not only bothering him, but also other people in a large area around the street in the cold night. Even in the building, those who had already rested and lay in the futon unconsciously shivered, and turned their heads to see that the frost on the bedroom glass was gradually spreading.

Visible to the naked eye, a layer of hoarfrost gradually covered the surface of all buildings within a five-kilometer radius.

Zachary in the Hound Bar, in the upper left of the city, in the Cathedral of San Cassel, or even in a dark building, a group of cloaked men are discussing something. Everyone looked at the sky that suddenly snowed heavily and was completely different from the surroundings, and their expressions were different.

It's just that the cold quietly dissipated less than a minute after it appeared, and the strange snowflakes drifting in the sky gradually subsided, and finally there was no follow-up support.

"I feel a lot of death power brewing in the snow, who the hell is this?" Walking out of the door, an old man in a black robe looked up at all this with his arms in his arms, and his frosty old face was full of surprise.

"Maybe it's a special magic brewed by some of my colleagues?

"It's not a small power, and the range is amazing, but the duration is too short to be of any use...... But whatever, this is something that the church should be thinking about, and it has nothing to do with us. ”

The man next to him who was also dressed in the same costume said so.

After feeling that his frozen spirituality had eased somewhat, he changed the subject, or continued the topic just now: "It's not good that the church learned of our plan in advance, but I don't think we should give up on this operation, the prince will return to Chauvin by airship after the Peace Festival, the old emperor only wants to assassinate in front of everyone on the Peace Festival, you all know how tempting the conditions he offered." ”

"Tempting things are always dangerous." There were objections.

"But that doesn't mean it's impossible, don't forget, we have friends to help......"

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In a dark alley not far from the Hound Bar, Charles leaned against the corner of the wall, quietly watching a strange weapon in his hand.

The black scythe standing in front of you is about half a person tall, and the whole body is sharp and has a strong metallic texture.

But if you look closely, you will find that the material of this scythe is completely made of the accumulation of viscous, condensed and compressed black mist to the extreme.

The entire body of the scythe was steaming with bursts of frost-like mist, and on the long, narrow, crescent-like blade, there were strange air currents like gray meteors.

Holding it in his hand, it feels cold to the bone, but it can't hurt Charles himself.

Looking at the whole body of the scythe, muttering that the weapon in his hand was tightly integrated with himself, as if it could be like an arm and a finger, like a feeling of another hand, Charles's eyes flickered slightly.

As if it had been melted, the scythe collapsed and piled up, and finally the mist rolled and surged, condensing into a pitch-black dagger with a smooth and straight shape.

The dagger floated in the palm of Charles's hand, also made of viscous mist, surrounded by countless gray meteors, and the blade emitted bursts of white cold, which looked beautiful and strange.

As his mind turned, the dagger could even spin around his wrist, making it very agile.

However, the dagger didn't last long after it was born, and it suddenly collapsed into a handful of dark black mist, which melted into the body along the palm of Charr's hand and completely disappeared.

The darkness around him lit up, and the cold suddenly dissipated.

Whether it's a scythe or a dagger, it's worth Charles' scrutiny. It's a pity that he didn't have much thought, or rather, he didn't "dare" to look at it.

Because he saw that the homeless man who was lying on the ground not far away had been frozen with a layer of hoarfrost.

"That kind of cold is getting worse, that is, it shouldn't take five minutes to freeze an ordinary person to death?"

Looking at the homeless man on the corner who was shivering because of the easing temperature, Charles secretly guessed.

The surrounding light grew brighter, and the sky overhead seemed to "bounce" from the previous burst of darkness. The appearance that should have been covered with clouds slowly dissipated, revealing a faint moonlight, and the haze that shone around them lost its complete darkness.

Charles stepped out of the dark alley, flicked his fingers past the homeless man, and a gold coin tumbled through the air with a crisp snap, and finally landed on the hard ground at the other's feet with two clangs.

This stunned the homeless man, who should have been pale and trembling with his arms in his arms, and after quickly reaching out and grasping the smooth gold coin stained with dirt in his hand, he looked up, only to find that the man had just turned a corner and disappeared from his sight.

"Good man, great man." Tightening the palm of his hand, this sloppy-looking middle-aged homeless man couldn't help but be excited. However, he didn't get excited for long, and suddenly broke out.

He was bitten by a rat that suddenly sprang out!

The pain struck, and blood immediately oozed from the heel of the bare heel because of the tattered shoes, and he bent his head sideways, looking at the gray-haired mouse that was biting him, and the homeless man was furious, and without hesitation, he raised his other foot and stepped on it.

Under the chirp, the rat was immediately trampled hard!

After a few more strokes, the homeless man let go of his feet.

It's just that when he lifted his foot, he was stunned to find that the mouse that had been trampled to death was not really dead!

Although its deep, dark red organs had been squeezed out, the head, which was still intact due to the angle problem, was still staring fiercely at the homeless man in front of it, and the shriveled figure shrugged violently, as if it wanted to get closer.

"What the hell is this......" The homeless man was a little stupefied when he saw that several rats had suddenly sprang out of the garbage heap next to him, and he didn't hesitate to turn around and run.

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What does it feel like to be a real freshman?

Charles didn't know, but he felt like he was looking new now.

There is no change in the physical aspect, but there is a sense of relaxation in the mind, or in the spirit aspect. He has a thorough brain and doesn't pay much attention to everything around him, but he knows even a withered sprout that can be drilled out of a crack in the brick on the side of the road.

At the same time, the True Eye hint that had been there in the past had quietly disappeared at the moment, but Charles didn't pay much attention to it, as it had no effect on his abilities.

Looking down at himself, no textual messages drifted through his eyes, but he could still tell what had changed in him.

It's as if the mind has been indoctrinated with relevant knowledge.

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Eyes of Fate:

The True Eye is a talent formed by fusing the power of fate

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Trait 1: You can unleash your fate-related abilities with your eyes

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Trait 2: Your eyes can vaguely see the fate of things, and at the same time, you can see the essence of things

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The first characteristic of the new talent is well understood.

Charles now has two fate-related abilities, one is to touch the target to grab his fate card, curse or probe information, and can also slightly manipulate fate.

The second is to seal the spirit body to form a psychic card, and then achieve a certain degree of control.

It's just that in the past, both abilities could only be effected by touch, but now, it seems that he only needs to look at them.

As for the second trait, because he has just been promoted, Charles has not yet studied it clearly, but he has some general understanding.

For example, when he looked at the clothes he was wearing, he could see the simple fabric of the tuxedo being carefully cut, sewn into the finished product, and then bought by the Cranston servants and delivered to his house.

And if he wanted to go deeper, he seemed to be able to see further.

Another example is his current special ability to probe without a true eye, but better than a true eye.

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Black Death:

Deathwing fuses the talents born from the Lord of the Night

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Trait 1: You can condense a scythe to use as your weapon at any time. The scythe cannot be applied to the flesh, but it can directly cut or hook the target soul, depending on the strength of the soul of both parties.

The soul that has been snatched away will remain in your spirit forever unless you release it voluntarily.

Note: Unless you are truly immortal, you are not completely immune to your cut

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Trait 2: When you summon a scythe, you will be enveloped in a cold winter night within a five-kilometer radius, freezing everything with the power of the cold and resurrecting the dead as ghouls.

Creatures that die as a result of freezing will automatically transform into Wraiths, leading the Ghouls and carrying out your commands.

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Trait 3: As long as you have enough souls, you can appear behind any life form in your sight at any time.

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Trait 4: You cannot be completely wiped out, and when you are killed, a scythe will condense at a random location where death is born in the current world within a certain period of time.

When the scythe is born, it will automatically absorb all the life force that can be drawn around it, and eventually resurrect your soul.