With that, he crouched down and extracted her kakuhou.
Ding! Devoured an S-class ghoul kakuhou. Evolution Points +5
Ding! Devoured an S-class ghoul kakuhou. Evolution Points +7
Ding! …
After consuming all of their kakuhou, he gained an additional 300 evolution points, bringing his total to 775.
"Open the virtual panel,"
Fushimi Kyo commanded inwardly.
His vision blurred briefly, and the familiar virtual interface appeared before his eyes.
[Host: Fushimi Kyo
Age: 17
Skills: Hiten Mitsurugi-ryu Sword Techniques (Lv4+)
Body: Fourth-Stage Reinforcement Complete (Lv4+)
Inventory: Katana – Bloodsong (1)
Evolution Points: 775
Available Enhancement Paths:
Body Enhancement:
Consume 500 Evolution Points to upgrade body to Lv5.
Confirm? Yes / No
Skill Enhancement:
Consume 800 Evolution Points to upgrade Hiten Mitsurugi-ryu to Lv5.
Confirm? Yes / No]
"With my current points,"
Fushimi Kyo mused,
"it's more than enough to push my body to Lv5."
"This place is remote, and there aren't any people around."
"Perfect time to reinforce my body."
He made his decision without hesitation.
"Begin body enhancement."
BOOM!
A searing wave of energy erupted from deep within his body, instantly surging through every limb and bone.
Fushimi Kyo felt as if his internal organs, muscles, and bones were being thrown into a blazing furnace.
In an instant, his entire body became scorching hot, his skin sizzling like meat on a grill.
"Aaagh!"
He let out a scream, his teeth grinding loudly.
The agony forced cold sweat from his body
only for it to evaporate instantly into white mist under the intense heat.
The energy seeped into every corner of his body, washing over his flesh again and again.
The process was unimaginably painful.
But the benefits were just as immense.
Fushimi Kyo could clearly feel it every place the energy passed through, his organs, muscles, and bones grew tougher, denser, more resilient.
Ten minutes later, the reinforcement finally ended.
Completely drained, he collapsed onto the ground.
"Holy hell… that hurt way too much,"
he muttered, lingering fear still in his voice.
He raised his hands and examined them carefully.
His skin had become noticeably fairer.
At the same time, when he pressed his fingers against it, the elasticity was astonishing.
"Let's test my recovery."
He sat up, gripped Bloodsong, and stabbed his thigh hard.
He could clearly feel it
his thigh muscles exerted tremendous resistance against the blade.
He used significant force, yet the blade only sank in about an inch.
Shhk.
He pulled Bloodsong out.
There was no blood.
Of course, it wasn't that the wound couldn't bleed
it was that before blood could even flow out, the injury had already completely healed.
"This recovery ability…"
Fushimi Kyo murmured in disbelief.
"Isn't this a bit too monstrous?"
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