C28 Face of the Death God

For the rest of the day, Zhang Ping and Liu Sishan were both testing their abilities.

Compared to Zhang Ping, who was already very familiar with the Fire-Eater, Liu Sishan was not familiar with the Nether Fog Body and the Pure Water Body. Although he could use them, he was not clear about the upper and lower limits of their abilities.

That was why he needed to test them.

After a day of testing, he had a basic understanding of these two new abilities.

Firstly, the Nether Fog Body. This ability was to absorb fear and turn it into Nether Fog. The range of absorption was within ten meters of him. In other words, if it was more than ten meters, he would not be able to absorb the fear of the target.

Also, the attack power of the Nether Fog was very strong, but in fact, every attack would consume a part of the Nether Fog. In other words, the Nether Fog was a consumable item, and the stronger the attack, the greater the consumption.

However, generally speaking, the consumption of attacking flesh and blood was not large. Instead, it was the energy and hard substances that consumed more of the Nether Fog.

Finally, through absorbing the fear of the target, Zhang Ping could sense the degree of fear of the target.

The more afraid the target was.

The more fear he could absorb, the more Nether Fog he could convert.

To test this distance, he knew a small secret, which was that Liu Sishan was afraid of insects.

Next was the test of the Pure Water Body.

The advantage of the Pure Water Body was that it could turn the body into pure water, which was directly immune to most physical attacks. The disadvantage was that Zhang Ping needed time to transform.

It would take about one second for him to transform from his body of flesh and blood into a body of pure water.

If it was just a partial transformation, it would be slightly faster.

Although the body of pure water could absorb the water molecules in the air to recover his strength and injuries, the recovery speed was related to the environment. The higher the humidity in the air, the faster he recovered, and the drier the air, the slower he recovered.

In some high-temperature environments, he would continue to consume his strength if he transformed into a body of pure water, and the speed of his consumption was twice as fast as his body of flesh and blood.

Also, there was a drawback to the body of pure water. It would affect his height and body size if the water in his body was not enough.

When most of the water in his body was evaporated, he would become shorter and thinner when he transformed into a body of flesh and blood, and he might even become a child.

However, through this test, he realized that the body of pure water could change his own shape, and there would be some wonderful changes when he transformed into a body of flesh. For example, when he controlled the growth of wings on his back and transformed into a body of flesh and blood, there was indeed a pair of wings on his back, but they were completely made of flesh and did not have the ability to fly. Instead, they looked like a pair of female mammals.

However, through this experiment, Zhang Ping realized that he could undergo plastic surgery.

In the end, he borrowed Liu Sishan's Flow Whip and created his own move, the Chain Saw.

Simply put, the outer side of his arms would become the shape of a chainsaw, and it would vibrate at a high speed. However, this kind of operation consumed a lot of his energy, and he could only use it once at most. Moreover, its power was far inferior to Liu Sishan's Flow Whip, so it could only be used as a supplement outside of the Nether Fog.

Liu Sishan gave him an evaluation after he completed the test.

His current strength was roughly equivalent to half an advanced Awakened. The main reason was that the Nether Fog had a damage that surpassed his level. Otherwise, he would at most be equivalent to an intermediate Awakened.

Furthermore, his weakness was too obvious.

It was that his level was too low, and his physical and mental strength were not enough to maintain a high-intensity battle.

Also, his combat experience was too little. If an advanced Awakened underestimated his opponent, he might die.

However, as long as the advanced Awakened became serious, he would only have the option of fleeing in panic. Especially when facing Awakened ones like fire and lightning, his combat strength would be greatly reduced.

When the test ended, it was already evening.

The two of them returned to the camp together.

Liu Sishan walked to the entrance of the camp and stopped. He said, "Alright, you go back to your tent to rest first. I need to go back to the city tonight to get something."

"Yes, be careful on the road." Zhang Ping nodded.

After the two of them parted ways, Zhang Ping entered the camp. There were many salt carriers gathered around the bonfire to talk.

"I didn't expect Bighead Liu to actually die. I was wondering why I didn't see him last night."

"Last night was when the fruit of the Salt Rust Tree matured. Bighead Liu went too far in the afternoon and came back with a mutated white ape. That was his fate."

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"Recently, the atmosphere in the city is a bit strange. I heard that a boss of a steamed bun shop woke up and found that his wife had actually turned into a human skin. Furthermore, the blood on the human skin had already turned black. I don't know how long it has been since it was peeled off. The boss was scared to death on the spot."

"I heard about it too. The boss's wife was still eating buns in the shop the day before yesterday. Many people can testify."

Zhang Ping passed by the bonfire and actually felt a trace of fear coming from the people transporting the salt. He absorbed it and turned it into the Nether Fog. After thinking for a while, he also went up and listened to the people transporting the salt.

"Kid, newcomer?"

A person next to Zhang Ping noticed Zhang Ping's unfamiliar face and asked with a smile.

"Yes, I came here to try my luck." Zhang Ping smiled kindly.

Then he went up and whispered, "Actually, I know some insider information about what they just said. Because I was especially scared, I escaped from the city to avoid the wind."

"What insider information?" The other party immediately asked in a low voice.

Zhang Ping noticed that the ears of the surrounding salt transporters had all perked up. He said with a faint smile, "Let me tell you, don't say it out loud. Actually, there are a few similar cases. They were all suppressed by the higher-ups. If you don't believe me, you can ask around. Is there anyone missing in the Long Spear Long Weapon Workshop?"

"I know. The Long Spear Long Weapon Workshop has three people missing."

"I also know about the Long Spear Long Weapon Workshop. I even bought a chair from him a few days ago."

"Hiss, didn't that mean that five people died?"

"Maybe more. The problem is, how did they die? The blood on the human skin has already turned black. How long have they been dead for?"

"The scarier thing is that the people we saw before were either humans or ghosts?"

The salt carriers began to discuss among themselves. The more they discussed, the more terrifying the atmosphere became. Some of the timid salt carriers wanted to leave, but they were afraid of staying alone in the tent. They were at a loss whether to leave or stay, and their faces turned pale.

Zhang Ping stood in the crowd and absorbed the fear, turning it into the Nether Fog bit by bit.

He realized that there was a difference in the quality of fear.

In the morning, Liu Sishan's fear was not high. Although she was afraid of insects, she was not particularly afraid. Her emotions were closer to disgust, and her fear was not high.

Tonight, the salt carriers' fear was higher than Liu Sishan's. If one had to say it, it was about the same as the audience watching a horror movie in the cinema.

Gradually, the salt carriers all returned to their tents.

"I wonder how high the quality of fear is between life and death?"

Zhang Ping sat by the bonfire and thought to himself.

In just two hours, the Nether Fog had turned from a bracelet to a belt. If it was used in battle, it could already be turned into a sword.

Unfortunately, this kind of opportunity was not available every day.

It was impossible for the salt carriers to feel fear every day because of this matter.

Zhang Ping looked at the belt formed by the Nether Fog and thought, "If I start telling ghost stories here tomorrow, I wonder if I can absorb the fear?"

"Why don't I try to play tricks?"

One after another, ideas popped up in Zhang Ping's mind.

The main thing was that the Nether Fog was the only way he could deal with the high-rank catabolic beast. He wished that the Nether Fog could cover his entire body, and then he could use it to create thousands of weapons made of Nether Fog.

At that point, the enemy would be cut into mincemeat as soon as they appeared.

In order to achieve this small goal as soon as possible, Zhang Ping tried to recall all kinds of horror movies he had seen in his previous life. Gradually, a thought popped up in his mind. Perhaps it would be useful to play tricks.

He decided to give it a try and control the Nether Fog to instantly attach to his face.

Through the adjustment of the thickness of the Nether Fog, his face gradually turned into a black skull.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, a terrified scream came from not far away, and then the scream stopped abruptly.

Zhang Ping was startled and immediately looked over. He saw a man carrying salt looking at him in fear, and then his eyes rolled over and he fainted.

Was he scared out of his wits?

Zhang Ping wiped his face, and the skull mask made of Nether Fog immediately spread out.

He quickly went forward to check on the condition of the man carrying salt. After confirming that the man carrying salt was fine, he heaved a sigh of relief.

Although he was prepared to play tricks, he did not expect the effect to be so good. He couldn't help but mutter in his heart, was it really that scary?

He used the method to wake up the man carrying salt. Unexpectedly, when the man carrying salt saw his face, his eyes rolled over and he fainted again. Before he fainted, he even absorbed a huge wave of fear.

"Forget it."

Zhang Ping moved the salt merchant to the side of the bonfire and turned around to return to the tent.

Unfortunately, he didn't bring a mirror. Otherwise, he could see how terrifying his black skeleton was.

"Wait, the water can reflect my appearance."

He suddenly thought of a way. He turned his lower body into a pool of water, and his face was covered by the Nether Fog, quickly turning into a black skeleton.

Although the Night Walker provided him with night vision, the reflection of water needed light. The tent was too dark, and the light was not enough. The reflection of water was not good.

He lifted a corner of the tent and let the light from the bonfire shine in. Then he saw his own face, and his heart almost stopped.

This was a very terrifying face.

Because of the dynamic effect of the Nether Fog, the skeleton face kept changing. The scariest thing was not one face, but the terrifying feeling of life and death.

Zhang Ping swallowed his saliva and felt a little scared.

This makeup was too eerie. It seemed that he had made something incredible.

"Ah!"

The salt merchant beside the bonfire slowly woke up.

He sat up with a frown and looked up. He saw the corner of the tent not far away open. Looking inside, his eyes widened, and after screaming, he fell unconscious again.

Ah, this...

Zhang Ping looked up at the unlucky salt merchant and lost his words for a moment.

He couldn't be blamed, right?

Shouldn't it be?

He silently put down the corner of the tent and dispelled the Nether Fog on his face at the same time.

To be honest, even he didn't dare to stare at the skeleton face alone. Otherwise, he would always have a feeling of fear.

However, if he used it during a battle, it should be able to cause a huge mental pressure on the enemy.

This was equivalent to a special equipment that could greatly reduce the enemy's condition.