Super God Gene - chapter-632

“Judging from the silver fox’s response, that gourd really affords no
threat. But if it became some thing top, why might the silver fox move back to
sleep?” Han Sen became nonetheless unable to determine whether or not the gourd was true
or awful, but he wasn’t inclined to take the threat. Once he become healed, he
planned to take the gourd out someplace a long way from the roads others tread
and discard it.

It could be first-rate to throw it someplace deep into the wild, in case
some thing emerged from the gourd that could damage harmless human beings.

It wasn’t as though Han Sen did not need to peer what was inside the gourd,
however it became too hard for him to break it. He had even tried to crack it
together with his berserk sacred-blood beast sword, to no avail.

Han Sen had been grievously injured, and even with the silver fox’s
frequent licks, it took him four entire days to get better enough power to
walk. It would most possibly take another 1/2 month for him to heal
absolutely.

Han Sen nonetheless had the thirty-six raven feathers in his possession. If he
was to transform them into bolts for his peacock crossbow, perhaps he’d
be capable of shatter the gourd.

Han Sen found the black feathers with incredible inquisitiveness. They have been
one foot long every, and they had been as black as soot. The shaft of every
feather became hole, with the vane tightly-knit throughout its period with
little to no afterfeather. They had been like two finely-cut slices of
obsidian.

If you went along the vane, stroking gently together with your hands, you could
push down the barbules. They had been delicate and mild.

But in case you went against the vane, they have been frighteningly sharp. It felt
like endless spikes have been forming a line to shred anything got here towards
them.

The shaft of the feather was lethally pointy, as well.

“I surprise if these feathers can be loaded without delay into the peacock
crossbow?” Han Sen summoned his peacock crossbow and attempted to load one in all
the feathers.

It labored higher than Han Sen notion it might, as the feather equipped
inside flawlessly. The feather aligned with the bolt chamber, in order that it
could waft softly alongside whilst fired. The handiest drawback to the use of these
feathers become the difficulty of retrieval. To pull a feather out of a
goal, you will ought to move against the vane. This supposed you risked the
terrifying prospect of shredding your own skin against the feather.

Han Sen loaded one up and fired a raven feather bolt. A black streak flew
a distance of three kilometers, handling to pierce through a giant fir
tree with out slowing down. It took another 3 barrel-thick timber to
gradual it down sufficient to stay caught.

“It’s so strong!” Han Sen changed into so glad, he nearly jumped with joy. He
quick went to retrieve the feather.

Han Sen may want to simplest load sixteen of the thirty-six feathers into the
crossbow’s quiver. The feathers were smaller than the common bolt, of
which the quiver ought to most effective include nine.

After loading up his quiver, Han Sen traveled to the base of a mountain
cliff. He placed the gourd into a bit nook alongside its rough floor and
took goal with his peacock crossbow. He fired it on the gourd.

Boom!

The black feather had a right away hit at the gourd, which prompted a
powerful explosion. A large hollow was blown into the craggy surface of the
cliff, in which the gourd nevertheless remained lodged, without damage.

Han Sen wasn’t willing to give up so without difficulty, but. Again, he fired an
arrow at the gourd. He fired again and again. Hit after hit, explosion
after explosion. The hole subsequently became a deep cave however nonetheless, the
gourd turned into undamaged.

“Holy smokes! What is with this gourd?” Han Sen could not believe what he
changed into seeing.

Now that Han Sen notion about it a few more, the raven became unable to
deliver harm to the gourd vines. It had to shed its own feathers to get away
their draw close. Perhaps this turned into to be predicted.

Han Sen retrieved the gourd with a confused expression and a bewildered
mind. After contemplating the situation for a touch while longer, he
gritted his enamel and decided to fly up somewhere extremely high with the
gourd and drop it.

Han Sen definitely could not shake the worry of toxic wasps one day emerging
from the gourd to strike him in his sleep. Han Sen had heard the fantasy of
the Farmer and the Viper normally, and the remaining issue he desired was to
end up any such victim.

When Han Sen dropped the gourd from a awesome peak, the silver fox
quick grabbed it and spat it returned out into Han Sen’s hand.

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” Han Sen asked the fox, preserving
the saliva-covered gourd in his hand.

But the silver fox became not able to speak, so all it could do changed into remain on
Han Sen’s shoulder, wagging its fluffy tail.

Han Sen, no longer receiving a formal response, dropped the gourd once more.

And once more, the silver fox leapt down, grabbed it, and exceeded it lower back to
Han Sen. At least he knew that the silver fox desired him to hold the
gourd.

Han Sen observed the silver fox for an awesome even as longer, but then turned
around and left the region.

If this was something the silver fox insisted that he hold, he failed to
accept as true with it to be of any authentic chance. Perhaps sooner or later, it truly may want to
yield a mighty treasure of some kind.

And as a minimum while he held the gourd himself, he couldn’t feel any
risk. It changed into just his paranoia insisting that he be rid of it.

The heartbeat of the gourd become what disturbed Han Sen the maximum. Whenever
he held it in his hand, the motion internal involved him a wonderful deal.
The curious pulsation hadn’t stopped ever for the reason that his go back from Sky
Pillar mountain. It beat rapidly, but faintly. He could simplest sense it if
he held it in his hand.

Han Sen endured gambling with the gourd for some more days, unsure if
it was without a doubt the gourd that become playing with him. The useless, yellowish
gourd did begin looking brighter, but. It now looked like a yellow
jadestone, with gold veins coursing around its complexion. It was pretty
lovely.

The heartbeat of the gourd seemed to experience a little stronger, as properly. It
become nonetheless weak on the entire, however there has been maximum truly a minor
improvement in its strength.

Han Sen rested for 1/2 a month. His frame healed in that point and the
temper of his mind progressed, too.

Now that he had the peacock crossbow and raven feather bolts, providing
he did not meet an obscenely powerful exquisite creature like the raven, he
would possibly sooner or later be able to hunt one down.

“Hmm, however where would I discover any such goal? If it became a wonderful creature
like the donkey, I could give it a shot. Literally. And despite the fact that it did
now not die, I must be able to break out it without tons trouble,” Han Sen
mulled to himself.

But the Sky Pillar mountain changed into nevertheless domestic to that wretched raven, and he
failed to fancy going near that location for a very good long while.

And regarding the great creatures that might be located in the sea, he
did not want to hunt those, either. He might be counting on his crossbow,
and crossbows have been drastically weaker underwater.

The Queen advised Han Sen she had something to do, and promptly again to
the Alliance. He asked her where they might locate an simpler wonderful creature
to cope with, however she did not reply to him.

Just as Han Sen was wondering whether or not or not it became time for him to
go back to the ice fields, someone knocked on his door.

“Who’s there?” Han Sen frowned.

“Brother Han, it is me!” A familiar voice sounded from the opposite facet of
the door; it changed into Chen Ran’s.

Han Sen changed into taken aback, unable to believe the vintage bastard become nevertheless alive
and that he had absolutely dared to come see him. What may want to he possibly
want?