Chapter 190: Fallen Angel Feather (46 Extra 29)

"My body is as hard as a blade! My will is as firm as iron! My kidneys... can still hold up for now."

"Well, for now."

After finally convincing the hungry dragon lady to sleep and letting her fall into a deep slumber again after tasting the lingering charm of victory, the exhausted Herbert finally gained a brief relief.

It's just a pity that he didn't see the rising sun this time, and didn't summarize the Second Law of Sunrise.

Although he really wanted to go back to his small room to have a good rest for a while, unfortunately, the work was not yet finished.

In the conversations with the monster girls upon his return this time, Herbert's harvest was not just that drop of Demon's Tear.

He came to another compartment and reached out his hand toward his shadow.

The shadow under his feet trembled slightly, and a shadow tentacle extended from it, handing the black feather it was holding to Herbert's hand.

Although he didn't have magical items like storage bags, he had a more convenient storage space—his own shadow.

To be precise, it was placed in Nie Nie Nasha's hands for her to keep.

As for exactly where she hid them, he didn't intend to ask more; anyway, he couldn't understand it now.

The feather was pitch black, without any impurities under the reflection of light, absorbing the surrounding light like a black hole, exuding a mysterious and profound aura.

Herbert held the feather, which was a full half-meter long, and waved it lightly.

The feather waved lightly in his hand, without tearing the space, nor did it exert any special functions; it looked unremarkable.

But Herbert knew that this was not its true power at all.

Herbert slid his fingertip lightly over the feather; he didn't even feel any resistance before he found that his finger had already been cut with a wound deep enough to see the bone.

This feather was incomparably sharp.

Even sharper than his own sword!

But it was extremely light itself, with almost no weight, and would drift in the air like other feathers when dropped from his hand.

Fallen Angel Feather.

Herbert took a deep breath and carefully took the feather back into his hand.

This was the first Epic-level monster material he had obtained!

"It's truly beautiful..."

He sighed with emotion and lightly smeared the blood flowing from his fingertip onto the feather.

The blood was not absorbed by the feather, but condensed into crystal-clear little balls on it.

【"Are you really sure you want to absorb it now?"】

Unlike before, this time Nie Nie Nasha did not directly absorb the Fallen Angel Feather, but took the initiative to ask:

【"Even excluding its own uses, just relying on this sharpness, it can be used as a weapon itself."】

Unlike materials like Demon's Tear that can only be used as high-level ritual materials, the Fallen Angel Feather can be completely used as a hidden and powerful dagger.

Using it up directly like this, in her view, is somewhat a pity.

After all, Herbert cannot obtain such feathers from Luka Luka Liya for free every time.

【"Besides, for you right now, absorbing it might be a bit of a stretch, and it will be very painful."】

Unlike previous Legendary materials, this Epic material would place a considerable burden on Herbert.

But Herbert appeared very calm, shook his head and said: "Absorb it."

"This thing will have to be absorbed sooner or later, and this thing cannot be displayed in front of outsiders, so it can't be used as a weapon at all."

If outsiders asked Herbert where he got this feather, how should he explain it?

Should he say he plucked it from Luka Luka Liya? Or that he picked it up in the Glorious Shengcheng?

No matter which reason, there are many loopholes, making it easy for people to notice.

In the process of interpersonal communication, one must learn a very important rule—you can lie, but don't lie easily.

Any lie will require more lies to maintain.

The more you say, the more you get wrong.

Truly clever lies are never nine false and one true, but nine true and one false, or even ten true and no false.

Clever sophists only tell a very small amount of lies, or even don't lie at all, choosing to use a large amount of true words to mislead.

And for Herbert, he has many attack methods in desperate situations, he doesn't lack this one, and there are many alternatives.

This means that using it is completely more harm than good.

While the risk is extremely high, the corresponding gain is extremely low, which is somewhat not worth the loss.

Therefore, rather than holding this bomb in his hand and hiding it, it is better to absorb it now and let it turn into his own power.

"Besides, if it really doesn't work, I'll just ask Luka Luka Liya for another one."

Not being able to obtain it easily does not mean it cannot be obtained; there is always a price.

"As for whether I can hold on as you said? Hehe... isn't there still you?"

Herbert smiled at the shadow and teased: "You wouldn't let me die, would you? You wouldn't be willing to let me get hurt, would you?"

【"... I'm really defeated by you."】

Nie Nie Nasha was silent for a moment, then seemed to sigh powerlessly: 【"Sometimes I can't even tell if you are timid or bold."】

Sometimes he is exceptionally cautious, but sometimes he is reckless.

Herbert shrugged and smiled casually: "That should be being bold when it's time to be bold, and timid when it's time to be timid."

Herbert has a very flexible bottom line!

"Alright, since it's just painful and nothing will go wrong, then hurry up and do it."

【"Since that's the case... then grit your teeth and carefully experience this pain."】

Herbert was still preparing to tease a few more words, but he didn't expect that the next moment, a heart-piercing pain surged into his heart; he felt his heart seemed to be directly pierced by the feather.

No.

It was not an illusion.

That feather really sank directly from his chest into his heart!

It didn't leave any wound at all, and merged directly into it in an instant.

"Hiss—"

Herbert let out a low roar, then bit his lip hard, not letting the sound leak out.

He didn't want Valentina to worry after hearing it.

Herbert clenched his fists in pain, feeling the crazy power wandering around in his body without saying a word.

He finally understood why Nie Nie Nasha would take the initiative to advise him not to try at this time.

This power was really too sharp for his current self.

Herbert could hear his body being repeatedly cut, while at the same time rapidly growing and healing in the next instant.

From the result, he didn't leave any fatal trauma, and his body was becoming stronger bit by bit.

However, the pain in the process remained in his soul without any reduction.

At the same time, behind his back, the holy mark of wings that was already about to take shape began to grow rapidly!

Finally... completely connected together!

Chi—

A scarlet wing stained with blood tore through the clothes on his back and broke out from the flesh and blood of his spine.

Suddenly unfolded!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 191 =====