333: Chapter 217 Fire Python 333: Chapter 217 Fire Python Zhang Xiaoman was standing in the ruins above the Underground Palace at that mont, experinting with the skills he had just mastered in the past two days.
He spread his right hand, and 216, 216, 215, 200, four sequences of Active Dark Energy Particles lined up, and then, a fist-sized fireball appeared in his palm.
Zhang Xiaoman waved his hand, and the fireball imdiately shot out, flying toward a wall 30 ters ahead.
“Boom!”
A loud noise was heard as flas explosively burst from the wall, accompanied by the sound of falling debris.
The power of this fireball was almost comparable to a small hand grenade.
Zhang Xiaoman nodded.
This skill used up 31 mana points.
Although the Dark Energy Formula consisted of four sequences of Active Dark Energy Particles, its simple arrangent and considerable power made it very suitable for beginners.
The skill he had just used was one he had developed himself, based on the previous Flas, by adding a 200 sequence of Dark Energy Particles at the top of the Dark Energy Formula to form the current Fireball Technique.
It might seem like just one extra sequence, but all contributing factors were indispensable, whether it was the arrangent position, sequence position or even the order of arrangent.
Any deviation in one step could lead to the failure of the entire skill.
This was also due to his good luck during the exercise to expand his Dark Energy limit, when he inadvertently arranged it.
For him, the Dark Energy Technique was like a bottomless treasure trove containing vast amounts of knowledge and strength, but exploring this treasure trove required constant exploration.
Only occasionally, when he was lucky, would he discover one or two signposts left by predecessors.
More often than not, he had to rely on constant trials and failures.
Fortunately, according to the rules Zhang Xiaoman set, developing a new Dark Energy Formula could earn Contribution and points, indicating that in the future on this path, he would not be walking alone.
Just two days ago, Lin Sisi, that girl, developed a new skill following Flas and Dark Energy Shock, also a Fire Elent ability, nad “Fire Python.”
This skill required Dark Energy Particles based on the Flas, adding two sequences, 209 and 208, with a total cost of 30 Dark Energy points.
The specific sequence was: 216, 216, 215, 215, 215, 215, 215, 209, 208.
Moreover, the pattern of this skill’s formula was quite interesting, resembling a snake-like shape.
In Lin Sisi’s words, she liked arranging Dark Energy Particles into vivid patterns while training her Dark Energy limit, which gave her the feeling of painting.
It was this snake-shaped Dark Energy Formula that created this new skill.
Although it required arranging a long string of Dark Energy Particles, Zhang Xiaoman had tried it and found that as long as the starting and ending positions were correct, the long string of 215 sequences actually had a high error tolerance.
Furthermore, he had tried adding several digits of 215 sequence Dark Energy Particles into this long Dark Energy Formula, and discovered that the skill’s effectiveness had surprisingly increased!
It could be said that the more Dark Energy and ti he invested in arranging, the stronger the power of this skill would beco.
Of course, Lin Sisi, who invented this skill, naturally earned a few hundred Contribution points, and for Zhang Xiaoman, debts were no longer a burden, but a thought couldn’t help erging in his mind.
Would this girl co and chase him for debts if he found another woman in the future?
Uh…
It seems that he had no choice but to marry her…
Zhang Xiaoman found himself a very sufficient reason.
He shook his head and decided not to think about other things for the ti being, instead focusing his attention on the Dark Energy Formula arranged in his hands.
With the completion of the final sequence, the skill was successfully activated, and a miniature, pocket-sized fla serpent appeared in his hand.
Zhang Xiaoman had a thought and the little snake raised its head, then suddenly shot out from the palm of his hand.
eting the wind, it transford into a seven to eight-ter-long giant python.
The python, also made of flas, scorched the ground and walls wherever its massive body passed, leaving a trail of black marks.
Although powerful, this skill had a flaw—it could not be released from his hand.
The Fla Python did not have the autonomous movent ability like a Star Guard, but required the controller to continuously manipulate it.
Once the control stopped, it would imdiately dissipate.
This control process also continuously consud the user’s Dark Energy, with specific consumption influenced by size, duration, attack, environnt, and other factors.
Fortunately, the consumption wasn’t too high.
With the seven to eight-ter-long Fla Python that Zhang Xiaoman was controlling, he could maintain it for more than twenty minutes under normal attacks.
In this way, a Fla Giant Python was winding and lingering at the entrance of the Inheritance Land, a scene that happened to be witnessed by several newcors who had just arrived.
They were so frightened that they stopped in their tracks, not daring to move forward.
Two knights approached Zhang Xiaoman and then gave him a knightly salute before standing behind him with their weapons drawn.
Zhang Xiaoman was already accustod to their behavior.
He noticed that after the Star Guards were upgraded to purple, they seed to exhibit more human-like behaviors, giving the impression of being more like living creatures rather than Elental Puppets.
“Star Lord, the people have been brought here for you to inspect.”
Yang Yangyang bravely stepped forward and said, the seven to eight-ter-long Fla Giant Python by his side also imposing a significant pressure on him.
Although he knew that Brother Man likely summoned it, he couldn’t help feeling sowhat apprehensive.
Zhang Xiaoman turned his head, then released his control over the Fla Python.
In the next instant, the giant snake imdiately transford into sparks and disappeared without a trace.
Were it not for the scorch marks on the ground and the hot air lingering in the atmosphere, the whole event would seem as unreal as an illusion.
“Thank you, you’ve worked hard.”
Zhang Xiaoman walked over to his side and, along with him, approached the five newcors standing nearby, whispering to the latter:
“No need to be so formal, sweater.
You all act this way, and I’m still not quite used to it.”
Yang Yangyang also quietly said from the side, “Boss, it’s the rule.
We might be familiar with each other, but with outsiders present, it’s better to be formal.”
Zhang Xiaoman smiled and shook his head upon hearing this, deciding not to dwell on this matter anymore.
Although he understood the logic behind what the other was saying and was gradually getting used to the title ‘Star Lord,’ seeing the respectful behavior of people he knew well still sotis made him feel uncomfortable.
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