Chapter 112: Forest Gnome, Dagan Stone Lizard

Seeing the information for "Shrink."

Tang Zheng's gaze jolted; agility could be increased by up to 100 points—this was no small boost.

One must know!

His current agility stat was only 113 points. Using this skill was equivalent to doubling his agility. Even in the late stages, a 100-point increase would still be a significant buff.

The only drawback was that it could only be used twice a day.

A mental-type profession, "Wizard"?

It was the first time he had heard of this profession; Tang Zheng did remember a profession called "Witch."

"Shrink!"

Tang Zheng looked at the humanoid monster across from him, which was using its speed advantage to constantly widen the distance, and let out a low shout.

Thump!

Tang Zheng only felt his heart jump violently, and immediately after, his entire body began to shrink rapidly, his size directly reduced by half.

At the same time!

A sense of lightness he had never felt before surged through his entire body.

Tang Zheng looked at his body, now half its original size, feeling quite amazed. In particular, the iron sword in his hand had clearly become much larger, and it felt slightly uncomfortable to grip with his current physique.

However, the impact was not significant.

Sensing his own state, other than his body shrinking and his speed increasing significantly, none of his other stats were affected in any way.

After briefly adapting to the discomfort.

Tang Zheng lifted his head again to look at the stunned humanoid monster across from him, grinned, and said, "Continue."

Whoosh!

Tang Zheng moved his feet, his body instantly turning into a white afterimage, and he charged out at extreme speed.

"Ah-lee!"

The humanoid monster clearly had not expected that Tang Zheng could also use such power. It let out a sharp scream and turned to flee.

If it were before, given the speed the opponent had displayed, Tang Zheng really wouldn't have been able to catch up, but now, the humanoid monster's speed no longer held an advantage.

Combined with the ability of the "Forest Traverse" magic item, the distance between the two closed rapidly!

"You can't run anymore."

Tang Zheng's sneering voice rang out. He raised the iron sword in his hand and swung it, "Four-Light Consecutive Slash!"

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Four sprays of blood bloomed from the humanoid monster's limbs.

Bang!

The fleeing humanoid monster let out a miserable shriek, its body falling uncontrollably from mid-air, slamming heavily into the rotting branches and leaves below.

Tang Zheng deactivated "Shrink," his physique returning to normal. He walked up to the humanoid monster, iron sword in hand, and watched it calmly: "Now we can talk, right?"

At the same time.

Those insect-type monsters that had been summoned were also nearly wiped out by the ten Flame Archangels and the Surveillance Virtue Angel, and his experience points grew by another wave.

【Experience Bar: 8762/10000】

Compared to the increased experience, what made Tang Zheng feel more concerned was that the curse power within his body had grown by another notch.

Because he had killed more insect-type monsters this time, the growth of the curse power was much more obvious than the last time he killed the two Manticores.

"Let's chat, how about it?"

Tang Zheng made his expression look kind and spoke to the humanoid monster.

He was becoming increasingly curious about the situation here.

"Cursed... monster!"

"Kill, kill me!"

The humanoid monster's green pupils, filled with bloodshot veins, looked at Tang Zheng with hatred, its voice roaring hoarsely.

Facing the humanoid monster, which was emotionally agitated, spoke without much logic, and might even have issues with its mental state, Tang Zheng couldn't help but frown.

Connecting the few words that popped out of the opponent's mouth from time to time.

The mysterious demi-human before him likely didn't hate humans, but rather the curse power on him and Reynas.

Even if he guessed this point, it didn't seem to be of much use.

If they couldn't communicate, then it was meaningless.

Should he kill it?

This thought flashed through Tang Zheng's mind, and he felt it was a pity.

Perhaps only this mysterious demi-human before him knew the situation in the depths of this swamp, and the fact that it could communicate was the most important thing.

Tang Zheng's gaze shifted, and he suddenly thought of something.

"A few years ago, a demi-human creature just like you left this swamp and entered the region where we humans live," Tang Zheng said.

Ripples stirred in the humanoid monster's hateful gaze, its twisted expression paused, and it seemed as if a burst of vitality had suddenly been injected into its deathly aura.

"It's Pasha!"

"It must be Pasha!!" The humanoid monster struggled, wanting to get up, looking at Tang Zheng with agitation. Because its limbs were slashed, it could only twist its body awkwardly.

Tang Zheng's expression relaxed. He took out a bottle of regeneration potion and poured it onto the opponent's limbs: "It seems we can talk now."

As the wounds healed.

The humanoid monster quickly climbed up from the ground and rushed to Tang Zheng: "Where is Pasha? Is he safe? How is he now?"

While speaking.

Tears flickered in the humanoid monster's green pupils.

"Don't be so agitated yet. Before answering your question, could you first answer my doubts? This... well, what race are you?" Tang Zheng asked.

"Gnome!"

The humanoid monster spoke hurriedly, followed immediately by another sentence, "Forest Gnome, Dagan Stone Lizard!"

Gnome?

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Tang Zheng was startled and took a serious look at the opponent. This was a quite rare race, and given the opponent's height, it was indeed similar to the gnomes in rumors.

And it was an even rarer Forest Gnome among gnomes. No wonder its skin color was similar to tree bark; such gnomes were said to have elven blood.

As for whether it was true or not, it was unknown.

He couldn't be blamed for not recognizing the opponent's race immediately; the appearance of this Forest Gnome at this moment was indeed similar to a savage among humans.

The only reason he didn't treat the opponent entirely as a monster was because it could speak.

"Dagan Stone Lizard? Is this your name?" Tang Zheng repeated, feeling that this name was a bit strange.

"Yes, yes!"

The bloodshot veins in Dagan's eyes faded a bit, its hair-covered face twitched, and it spoke rapidly without reservation, "Stone Lizard is my ability. All the warriors in the tribe will choose a powerful monster to complete a magic ritual."

"Those who succeed can place the monster's name after their own name."

Stone Lizard clearly represented the Petrified Lizard!

"Tribe... tribe!"

"Dead!"

"All dead, where is Pasha, where is he!"

After Dagan mentioned the two words "tribe," its body jolted, and it began to mutter to itself again. The mental state that had just stabilized became frantic once more.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Tang Zheng flicked his hand, delivering a palm strike to the back of Dagan's neck, knocking it unconscious to the ground.

"What a headache, but at least we can communicate now."

Tang Zheng looked at Dagan, who had fainted on the ground, rubbed his temples, and thought thoughtfully, "The general outline has also been cleared up a bit."

He looked up.

He looked at the Flame Archangels flying over one by one after finishing off those insect-type monsters.

"Scatter and attack all the monsters in the forest. If you encounter a creature similar to him, bring it back or return."

Tang Zheng gave instructions to the ten Flame Archangels.

After all, they were summoned by scrolls, far less convenient than the angels he summoned himself, which could be directly controlled with his consciousness.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Flame Archangels flew in all directions toward the surrounding forest.

Soon.

Experience information began to refresh on the panel, but most of the experience points were only around ten or so.

This forest couldn't compare to the Great Forest of Tob, so naturally, there wouldn't be many high-level monsters.

Nighttime.

The burning firewood made a "crackling" sound.

Tang Zheng sat by the campfire, holding the "Orb of Death" in his hand, and was using the mana infusion ability to extract a portion of his own mana and inject it into the Orb of Death.

His current mana value was fine for making a Third Rank scroll, but it wasn't enough if he wanted to make a Fourth Rank scroll.

The mana consumption for making 4th–6th Rank scrolls doubled, requiring 10 points of mana.

Second Rank "Magic Accumulation" 10 points.

Fourth Rank "Angel Summoning" 20 points.

That is to say, making a "Fourth Rank · Angel Summoning" scroll required 40 points of mana, and this was without calculating the mana consumption of "Fourth Rank · Papermaking."

"Pasha!!"

An excited scream rang out from beside the campfire, and the unconscious Dagan sat up abruptly.

Thanks to book friend "Pig Who Lost Faith" for the 100 book coin tip!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 113 =====