Although it was only a low-level skill, it was so exquisite that even Lu Chen was envious.
Unfortunately, this class change book could only be used by the golden-haired youth with Netherclaw.
However, Lu Chen did not care much about this.
This was because, compared to possessing the power of ghosts and gods, there was something more interesting that had already caught his attention.
Looking up at the young man, Lu Chen clearly saw that there was a trace of blood between the young man's eyebrows.
Bloodstain--
It was precisely because of this mark that this golden-haired youth was able to obtain a rare class.
A profession, a type of warrior with a complete training system.
According to the information given by the unseen, the professions in the jar had always been rare.
After all, a profession meant that a path to the heavens was paved under the feet of others.
And this is not in line with the interests of the shop and the host.
Of course, there were exceptions.
For someone like the blond youth who was willing to follow the demon and willingly offer himself, he would naturally be favored by the so-called demon.
As such, it was only natural for Ghostblades and even stronger classes to appear in the future.
And as a price, this golden-haired youth would become a subordinate of the Devil.
Kindred were like knights who protected the princess. They were born to protect the demons.
Lu Chen's will was his will.
Lu Chen's gaze was directed at the direction of his sword.
……
At this moment, the golden-haired youth seemed to have noticed this as well. He touched his glabella and looked at Lu Chen with a slightly flickering gaze.
"Master?"
In his probing tone, there was a rare hint of nervousness.
"No, you should call me manager.”
As he spoke, Lu Chen pointed at the golden-haired youth and smiled."And you are my waitress.”
"Waiter?"
After a moment of suspicion, the golden-haired youth's gaze subconsciously shifted to the shop.
Alright, looking at the empty shop, it seemed that there was indeed a lack of a waiter.
However, as he thought of this, the blond youth looked at Lu Chen with gratitude.
Manager and waiter, although it was just a form of address, it was to a certain extent a form of respect for him.
More importantly, the manager had given him unimaginable power.
And this kind of power was enough to make even the so-called 'superheroes' change their expressions.
Thinking of this, the golden-haired youth slowly suppressed the excitement in his heart and then let out a deep breath.
"Phew…"
With the breath, the pressure in his heart was completely gone.
Then, he looked at Lu Chen again and said respectfully,"Manager, my name is Zorl.”
"Zorl."
Lu Chen nodded in agreement.
It was a pretty good name.
Simple and straightforward.
Lu Chen smiled and reached out his hand to grab the last magical item in the jar.
It was a piece of cloth, as black as ink, extremely deep.
At a glance, it gave people the illusion that they had fallen into a trap.
The holy cloth, the legendary shroud of Jesus. Take it with you, and perhaps you will receive the protection of Jesus.
[Ability: Able to suppress power to a certain extent and reduce negative emotions.]
[Remark: A shroud for a corpse. Perhaps you can use it to wrap your hands.]
It was an obvious reminder. When Lu Chen first learned about the power of this piece of cloth, he already realized its use.
Licking his lips, Lu Chen placed the cloth in Zorl's hand and reminded him,"Use it to wrap your arm."
Hearing this, Zorl was slightly stunned.
Then, he looked at his blood-red and ferocious right arm. He reacted and immediately took the black cloth and wrapped it around his arm.
The moment he wrapped his arm, Zorl's expression suddenly changed, and a rare hint of joy flashed in the depths of his eyes.
Cool and refreshing,
It was extremely cool.
It was as if his arm had been soaked in cold water on a summer day, and it felt unimaginably cool.
This cooling sensation not only soothed the heat from his arm, but also cleared Zorl's mind to a certain extent.
The ghost hand was a terrifying evil thing that could affect one's mind.
And this black cloth easily suppressed the most terrifying part of Netherclaw.
It had to be said that the appearance of this piece of Sacred Bones Cloth had also made up for Zorl's greatest weakness.
After all, he was a young man who lived in a peaceful era. His willpower was much weaker than that of the humans who lived in the war-torn era in Arad.
Even so, few people in Arad could control Ghost Hand.
One could see how terrifying Ghosthand was.
However, things were different now.
The appearance of the Sacred Hibdon temporarily made up for Zorl's weakness in his willpower.
As for the future, that was not something Lu Chen could consider.
If it worked, Zorl would be a great help to Lu Chen.
However, even if he failed, Lu Chen would not suffer any losses.
However, at this moment, Lu Chen could not help but praise the blond youth.
What an extraordinary little brat.
His golden hair was messy, and there was a hint of elegance in it.
Although he was young and tender at the age of sixteen or seventeen, he had a rare soaring posture.
At this moment, he was still wearing a black suit. Although the sleeve on his right arm was already torn, there was an additional piece of black cloth wrapped around it.
He looked mysterious.
The most eye-catching thing was the bloody scar between his eyebrows.
At a glance, there was actually a sharp edge that could not be underestimated.
Zorl!
A swordsman that Lu Chen was looking forward to!
P.S. I heard that some readers complained that I update slowly. Hehe, isn't it normal to update four times a day? However, Dusk would definitely respond to the requests of the readers. 1,000 flowers, 1,000 points, 1,000 tips, and 1,000 comments. Five hundred rating votes plus one update.
This shouldn't be difficult. After all, his collection was already in the five digits. Hehe.
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