Puff …
Although it encountered a strong resistance, the thin sword eventually pierced through the layer of resistance and stabbed into the Magic Scale Scorpion's head. More than half of the sword was stabbed inside.
With its head pierced, the Magic Scale Scorpion died on the spot. The blue light wrapped around the giant tail also dissipated. Only the giant tail was still moving forward to stab Xiang Fangping under inertia.
Puchi …
The giant tail pierced Fang Ping's body and penetrated Fang Ping's body in the air. However, before the tail hit him, Fang Ping had already turned into a flame and was immune to the pure physical attack of the giant tail.
Bang …
The Magic Scale Scorpion's corpse and Fang Ping crashed to the ground. Fang Ping staggered a little before stabilizing his body.
"Huff, huff …"
His right hand pressed on the wound on his waist, his breathing was extremely heavy.
Fighting with multiple abilities at high intensity made his physical strength depleted extremely quickly, almost to the point of exhaustion.
If that sword attack couldn't kill the Magic Scale Scorpion, he was afraid he could only consider retreating temporarily to restore his strength.
Reaching out to touch the Magic Scale Scorpion's corpse, he put it into the sacrificial space and quickly left.
If there were any Awakened ones around, then the commotion caused by the battle would have alerted them. In his current state, he did not want to come into contact with any Awakened ones.
After running for a few miles, Fang Ping stopped to rest, far away from the place where the battle had taken place.
His physical strength was severely depleted and his body was heavily injured. These few miles of travel actually made him feel tired, so he had to stop and rest.
Pain constantly came from the left side of his waist. He looked at his left side with a pale face.
"Please don't die, let's use a normal method!"
Although 'Please don't die' was useful, the near-death condition was really helpless. He couldn't stab himself a few more times with the sword and put himself in a near-death state.
Tearing off his blood-stained clothes, Fang Ping took out medicine and gauze from the bag on the right side of his waist. He smeared it on the wound and wrapped it several times.
Then his consciousness entered the sacrificial space, ready to take the opportunity to sacrifice the Magic Scale Scorpion's corpse.
He didn't plan to hand in the Magic Scale Scorpion's bounty. Although the bounty was as high as 80,000, it would definitely expose his current strength if he handed it in.
The outside world's assessment of his strength was that he was stronger than a peak stage two hunter, but not a stage three hunter. After all, no one saw him kill Liao Luo, and Liao Yang was poisoned in advance.
If he handed in the Magic Scale Scorpion mission, the outside world would definitely evaluate him as a Second Order Awakened with strength comparable to a Third Order Awakened.
This was not what he wanted. Playing the pig to eat the tiger was his favorite, especially when he had the Liao family as his enemy.
"Sacrifice —"
As his consciousness entered the sacrificial space, Fang Ping looked at the three-meter-long corpse of the Magic Scale Scorpion in the center of the sacrificial space.
Along with his words, the Demonic Scale Scorpion's corpse burned and disappeared under the blood-red flame. The blood-red altar bloomed with a bloody light that was several meters high.
"As expected of a Third Order Monster, the sacrificial reaction is stronger than any other."
Fang Ping waited with some expectation. With his many sacrificial experiments, the higher the level of the sacrificial offering, the higher the probability of obtaining powerful abilities and talents.
The stars in the sky were shining brightly. A green light fell from the sky and crashed into the altar. It exploded and turned into a golden-haired man.
The blond man was wearing a light-colored suit and trousers. He was quite tall, at least 1.9 meters. He had a pair of black leather boots on his feet. His eyebrows were raised, making him look very imposing.
The other party's attributes were displayed.
Name: Francis Scott J. Fitzgerald
Talent:
Growth Talent: Excellent
Physical Talent: Excellent
Ability:
Gorgeous Fitzgerald: The ability to use money to strengthen the body. The amount of money is proportional to the strength of the body.
"This ability …"
Fang Ping was sluggish for a long time.
Francis Scott Keith Fitzgerald was the leader of the group of superpowers in the Wild Hounds. He was a person with the ability of "money".
The other party's money ability was different from Kōjiu's laughable "money escape" in Naruto. It was a true money ability.
He could use money to strengthen the body, and the degree of strengthening was proportional to the amount of money used.
Was this ability powerful?
It was definitely powerful. As long as one had enough money, they could be endlessly strengthened. As long as one had enough money, it was not impossible to obtain the strength of a Morning Star.
It was just that this ability was too amazing. Did he look like a rich person?
The money in his bank account added up to more than 300,000. This was a huge sum of money for ordinary people, but in the face of a bottomless pit like money, it was not enough to fill the gaps between one's teeth.
"Currently, the cartoon character has the Growth Talent, Physical Talent, and Gorgeous Fitzgerald. Would you like to choose one?"
A grand and majestic voice sounded.
"I choose the Gorgeous Fitzgerald."
His face twitched. In the end, Fang Ping still chose the Gorgeous Fitzgerald.
Although this "money" ability made him speechless, there was no need to doubt the strength of this ability.
What he could be sure of was that this was an ability that could allow him to have the "strongest" possibility, and this was something that his other abilities could not give him. To a certain extent, this ability was stronger than all the abilities he currently had.
Of course, he could forget about it when he was hunting and fighting monsters every day. He might not even be able to use it fast enough. This ability was only suitable to be used at critical moments as a trump card.
Exiting the sacrificial space, Fang Ping had the urge to try out the "money" ability, but he gave up in the end.
It was not that he was reluctant to spend money. Since he had obtained this ability, he had to have a basic understanding of it. Even if it pained him, he had to judge how much money he had to spend and to what extent he could strengthen it.
Otherwise, if he found out that the strengthening did not achieve the expected effect in battle, he would be in trouble.
The reason why he gave up was that he was injured and was not suitable for strenuous exercise.
After resting for a while and recovering his strength, Fang Ping returned to the place where he hid the car.
However, halfway through, he suddenly felt a sense of danger and entered the space behind the door. This was because he felt a familiar yet dangerous aura. It was the aura of the Type 4 Awakened with the ability to conceal himself, which he had encountered twice before.
From the space behind the door, Fang Ping approached the Fourth-Order Hunter.
The other party was from the Hellfire who had a grudge against him, but he appeared in this place. Fang Ping seriously suspected that the other party was coming for him.
Perhaps because he felt that there was no one around, the other party did not use his stealth ability. After approaching, Fang Ping saw a man in black with a cold expression.
"So it's him!"
Fang Ping had seen this man before when he sneaked into an office in one of the Hellfire's strongholds.
At that time, the other party was with a person named Lu Yu, and that person named Lu Yu actually discovered his spying. Now that he thought about it, that person was probably a Fifth-Order Hunter.