Chapter 12 Spoils of War

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"What's going on?" Zhang Xiaoman looked at the strangeness in his palm and felt doubts in his heart.

"Why did the pattern on my hand suddenly light up?" He brought his hand closer to his eyes, wanting to see what was going on.

"Huh? Disappeared again?"

But just after he retracted his hand, the faint white light that had just appeared in his palm suddenly disappeared, and the seven-pointed star circle returned to its previous appearance.

"Weird..." Zhang Xiaoman looked at his palm and tentatively stretched out his hand.

At this moment, the light lit up again.

"Could it be that..." Zhang Xiaoman's eyes narrowed and he immediately had a guess.

He slowly brought his hand closer to the ground, and as he moved, the light in the palm of his hand became brighter and brighter.

"The reason why the crest on my hand glows..." Zhang Xiaoman's heart started to jump, and he felt a sense of excitement when the mystery was about to be revealed.

"It must be related to the black beads on the ground!"

As he spoke, his hand had already been stretched out in front of the jet-black bead.

At this moment, the light of the seven-pointed star was extremely dazzling.

"It seems that the extraction function that I have never figured out is here."

Zhang Xiaoman thought excitedly, his eyes sparkling with energy.

He slowly moved his palm forward, and when he was about to touch the black bead, something suddenly happened.

Zhang Xiaoman suddenly felt a burning sting on his palm, which frightened him and quickly retracted his hand.

"What...is going on? Why does it hurt so much?"

He looked at the things on the ground with some uncertainty, and a hint of retreat came into his mind.

"No, this black bead is related to the seven-pointed star on my hand. How can I give up at this time?"

He gritted his teeth with determination in his eyes.

Stretching out his hand again, this time, Zhang Xiaoman ignored the pain in his palm, tilted his head, and looked at the changes under his right hand without blinking.

On the black bead, countless thread-like energy was seen flowing towards the seven-pointed star formation. These energy ripples flowed rapidly with traces visible to the naked eye. In just a moment, the black beads shrank to the size of a table tennis ball.

"This circle is absorbing it!"

When Zhang Xiaoman saw this scene, he already had a clear judgment on this extraction function.

"Extracting essence means absorbing the essence of monsters."

Seeing that the black master was completely absorbed by him, Zhang Xiaoman smiled on his face and began to conclude in his heart: "It seems that if I encounter the corpses of these monsters in the future, I can use the magic circle on my hand to absorb their essence!"

As the seven-pointed star array dimmed again, the long-lost system prompt suddenly sounded in Zhang Xiaoman's mind.

"Ding, absorb the essence of Shadow Demon, and your points will increase by 10 points."

"Points!" Zhang Xiaoman suddenly realized after hearing the system prompt, "It turns out that the so-called essence becomes points in the system mall after being extracted!"

"It seems that I need to have a new positioning for this system in the future." Zhang Xiaoman picked up the small bottle on the ground and stood up, "I originally thought that this was just a little Buddhist boy who relied on lottery draws to make a living. No. To think that it actually hides such a ferocious ability."

He shook his head and looked at the wall not far ahead: "It's just that I have something else to do now..."

There, behind the wall, there was still a faint light.

Zhang Xiaoman squeezed the vial of holy water that only had less than a third left in his hand, raised his feet and slowly moved towards the light source.

I don't know why, but Zhang Xiaoman didn't feel much fear in his heart at this time. On the contrary, he actually felt an inexplicable sense of expectation.

Maybe it was because he had just gone through a life-and-death battle, or maybe he felt through the changes in the environment that there was no danger around here anymore, or maybe it was the hidden soul of adventure in his heart that was at work. Zhang Xiaoman felt a little strange to himself at this moment. , he never believed that he could be so bold.

"I must be crazy..." Zhang Xiaoman said, already coming to the wall.

He held the wall with one hand and slowly walked around.

Behind him, the source of the faint light finally appeared in front of his eyes.

"What... is this..." Zhang Xiaoman secretly gasped, a purple light reflected in his eyes.

Behind the white wall, there was a large tombstone. At this moment, in front of the tombstone, a twisted purple light spot was suspended in the air.

The light spot floated quietly about one meter above the ground. Around it, purple streams of light continued to surge, looking like lightning bolts, strange and beautiful.

But what was incompatible with this beauty was that there was no sound at all around this light spot. The free stream of light kept beating, but never made the slightest movement.

Jinbao the dog also ran over. It sniffed twice at the base of the wall, raised its legs, and squeezed out two drops of child urine.

"Swiss, swiss, swish."

Zhang Xiaoman heard the movement at his feet, looked down, and found that the dog Jinbao was digging the soil where he had just peed, and then looked away again.

"What is the relationship between this thing and the shadow demon just now..."

Zhang Xiaoman thought to himself and moved his feet forward.

"Um?"

Just when he had just settled down, he suddenly felt a burning sensation in his hand again. Zhang Xiaoman quickly raised his hand to check, and saw that the seven-pointed star array in the palm of his hand was emitting light again, and this time the light was shining brightly. Much brighter than before.

"Is this... also a monster corpse?"

Zhang Xiaoman looked at the purple light spot a few steps away with some disbelief.

"Try it!"

He gritted his teeth as he spoke, raised his right hand flat in front of him, aimed his palm at the ball of light, moved his steps slightly, and slowly approached it.

Following his movements, the seven-pointed star array suddenly emitted a burst of more dazzling white light. Zhang Xiaoman only felt a hotter temperature coming from his palm than before, which caught him off guard and almost retracted his hand. .

However, after Zhang Xiaoman came to his senses, he did not have the thought of retreating. Instead, there was a hint of excitement in his eyes, and a trace of joy that was difficult to conceal on his face.

"This seems to be a big guy!"

As he spoke, he still raised one arm forward, and while moving his feet, he slowly walked towards the spot.

As the distance got closer, the burning sensation in his palm became more intense.

"ah!"

Zhang Xiaoman's suppressed shout sounded in this quiet environment. At this moment, he felt as if his right hand was soaked in high-temperature water, causing unbearable pain.