《Supreme Lord Shapeshifter》Chapter 13
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After Martin said he approved, the system showed him his situation, with a high-pitched voice in his ear.
« Name = «Claw Demon Minion»
Level = W1-Demon
Strength = 0.7
Agility = 0.8
Vitality = 0.2
Intelligence = 0.1
When Martin saw the situation, he had a smile on his face. But he was starting to feel like he needed to think differently.
In general, it wasn't moving slowly. But he was beginning to think he was wasting too much time. If he remembers correctly, the Shapeshifter organization, the Fire Mountain Organization mentioned by the villagers, would be here in an average of 5 6 days.
He had to make a general improvement before they got here. He should have at least exchanged the creature he had for a more powerful and suitable creature. Or it had to evolve.
That's when the system started talking to him.
«The user has reached a certain level of knowledge. New information is transmitted to the user.»
Martin was in a strict position at the time, like he was in a trance. This trans period lasted about two minutes.
This time, the system informed itself of evolution. What was called evolution was a name given to the creature's physical compliance with change after the stadium score in a given area exceeded 1.0.
If the Claw Demon Minion, which is the creature he now owns, evolved in the Agility section, his legs would generally evolve. It would have picked up his speed in a different way.
And as far as he understands, the quality of a creature was changing in every evolution. So parts like his name, his level, we're starting to change.
To fully evolve the creature, at least two areas had to rise above 1.0.
While Martin continued to work, Taint and Garlin were sitting in a large room.
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A few minutes later, the doorbell rang. After the doorbell bell, an old man came in.
The guy looked pretty old. From his eyes, a strange feeling was spreading.
Taint and Garlin approached the man and welcomed him to the seat.
After the old man sat on the couch, he started talking.
"Garlin, who do you want me to find?»
Garlin took a deep breath and began to speak.
"Master Malim, the person I want you to find, the killer, who is probably a shapeshifter in my village, this killer has killed the best blacksmith in our village and one young shapeshifter."
After Garlin finished his speech, an old man named Master Malim made an affirmation sign with his head.
Malim was a shapeshifter. But the creature he had was a little different. In general, the creature that didn't work for war was a complete reconnaissance and exploratory creature. For this reason, in general, the support of the surrounding villages and sometimes great powers was requested.
Garlin hired Malim for 10 Silver Coins. He didn't feel comfortable walking around with a killer shapeshifter.
A few minutes later, Malim stood up and took a deep breath and smoke engulfed him. The creature that appeared at the time surprised both Garlin and Taint.
The resulting entity was a human skeleton. He had a candle in his hand. This candlelight was lit by blue fire.
After the skeleton made a few hand moves, the blue candlelight turned red to the color of normal fire. A few seconds later, Malim was back to a normal person.
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« Name = «Skeleton Fortuner»
Level = W2- Mage Demon
Strength = 0.2
Agility = 0.2
Vitality = 1.0 (Hard bones , nice defence againts cutting attacks )
Intelligence = 1.1
Special Ability - Blue Fireball - User sends a blue fireball to target - Cooldown - 30 Seconds
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After Malim sat in the chair, he started talking again.
"The only thing I understand is that a killer is a man named Martin, do you know someone like that?
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Garlin and Taint were starting to push their minds. It turned out they were thinking too deeply from the wrinkles on their faces. At the time, he was speaking in an exciting tone in the taint voice.
«I know Martin !»
Taint's words began to look at both Malim and Garlinin themselves.
Feeling on his eyes, Taint coughed slightly and began to talk.
"Martin is a young man in his 20s who lives in this village. He lost his mother and father 10 years ago.»
Meanwhile, Malim smiled slightly and talked again.
«What does this young man named Martin do for the living?»
Taint raised his eyebrows and responded.
"If I remember correctly, he is lumber-»
That's when Taint's mind stopped. As he recalls, the first weak boy to be killed was killed with an ax.
Taint shared the ideas that came to mind directly with Malim and Garlin. Malim stood up and started talking.
"We'd better hurry. He likely felt something when I used my talent.
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