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Chapter 66: Watson’s Preparations
At the training field, Blackmoon Castle.

Watson stood on the barren stony ground; he held a wooden sword in his hand as he made some hacking motions.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, gray chaotic aura covered the wooden sword before it immediately erased it from existence.

Watson smiled wryly. “The chaotic aura was formed from light and dark auras. In terms of strength, it’s ten times stronger than the other two types of aura. However, it will shatter upon reaching my hand unless the weapon in my hand is silver-tier or above! Iron-tier and low-tier weapons will shatter; bronze-tier weapons are better, they can withstand ten times more.”

Sometimes, strength could also be a disadvantage.

Fortunately, the combat aura produced by Watson’s fusion could be divided. The chaotic combat aura could be divided into light and dark properties, and light elements could be divided into four basic elements—earth, fire, water, and wind.

Watson found it strange; light and dark elements were equal in combat aura, but they could not be separated like the light element. The four basic elements that made up the world had nothing to do with the dark attribute; it was as if the dark element was created outside the system.

The dark-elemental combat aura represented the power of mist, corrosion, and devour. Those three powers could block one’s five senses; it would make it difficult for people to see things clearly. There was also a strong acid that stimulated the surface of objects and creatures. It would leave traces of dark erosion; if the object were a bronze longsword, it would become an iron-tier weapon or scrap iron. The ability to devour was simple—just as Nightingale had shown, she controlled the shadow to swallow the object and use it as a storage bag.

“Now that I have mastered the gold-tier dark-elemental combat aura, I can make use of the dark elements to a certain extent.”

Watson extended his right hand. The shadow behind him squirmed, and a three-meter-long wooden sword slowly rose from within it. He held it in his hand.

He named that ability Shadow Space. It was only three square meters, and it could not store many things. As his strength increased, the storage space could also become larger.

In addition to that ability, he also grasped the ability to turn his body into an illusion. He could use his dark-elemental combat aura to transform parts of his flesh and blood into shadows. That ability was best used at night and in dark places.

Combat aura was not magic, but a high-level practitioner’s combat aura would have the characteristics of the world’s basic elements. It had a mysterious color that was comparable to magic.

In contrast to the dark-elemental combat aura, the light-elemental combat aura that Watson grasped also had three characteristics: flame, penetration, and purification.

The first one was similar to the ability to turn his body into a shadow—it was the weapon of light and the flames of the sun. The weapon of light could use light to change weapons at will. As the name implied, the flames of the sun could distort light into flames during the day—it could purify everything.


If he encountered an enemy during the day, Watson could use his light-elemental combat aura against the enemy and borrow the power of the sun and the weapon of light. If it were at night, then he would use his dark-elemental combat aura and transform into a shadow so that it would be difficult for others to guard against him.

As for the chaotic combat aura, the destructive power was too great, so Watson decided not to use it unless it was necessary.

“Since the system has fused the chaotic elements, the source is with me. Other than cultivating this element’s aura, can I also use its magic? However, if I want to use its magic, I must have a chant, a stable magic array, and an operational structure. I am certain that there isn’t a single magic book in this world that can record chaotic magic. Perhaps I need to create it myself?”

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