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Chapter 886: Chapter 276 Clown’s Shadow Trick_3

Although it was impossible to completely erase the Ancient God Devotees who remained lurking in the shadows, they would at least quiet down for many years to come.

Without the oppressive crisis of Ancient God Contamination looming over them.

This Divine Ruins Treasure House had also reverted to its original purpose.

There were still sporadic battles in the city, with the loudest being Barre Shepherd, the martial fanatic, still vigorously hammering Count Nikola.

Finding an opponent worth fighting and not determining a victor just wasn’t in the old man’s character.

There were others like Leonard Churchill, too, who wanted to seize the time to test themselves further in order to earn more rewards, as they continued to search for opportunities to challenge themselves around.

Before long, the two found an underground training area that still embodied the Law of Fear.

Now with the sunlight just right outside, there was no need to worry about monsters suddenly appearing.

Although Tracy Garcia was worried, she was also familiar with Leonard Churchill’s character and didn’t say much.

…

An empty room.

Leonard Churchill stood in place, this time not absorbing the Fear Threads, but letting them invade his body.

He was also very curious about what exactly was the fear in his heart.

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Soon after, the fear was amplified, and in the open training area, a killing intent abruptly condensed.

High above, on the iron frame, Tracy Garcia, who had been swinging her long white legs, spotted the “spirit” right away and her pretty face tensed in an instant.

Just as she was about to warn him to be careful, she didn’t expect Leonard Churchill to react even faster.

With a spinning kick, there was a “thud,” and he precisely and cleverly neutralized the fatal move of the sneaking shadow.

Tracy Garcia blinked and, while letting out a sigh of relief, she thought to herself, “Mr. Leonard Churchill’s perception has become so strong…”

Leonard Churchill kicked the guy behind him flying, already assessing in his mind: was his strength and agility still the same as when he first came in?

In the past few days, his high level of enlightenment, bolstered by his intense monster grinding sessions, had elevated his “Intention” and “Air Perception” skills by several tiers.

Just now, he had sensed the enemy in advance, thus easily mastering the situation.

However, Leonard Churchill also noticed that this shadow had no intention of a fair fight; to achieve its goal, it would resort to any means necessary.

This wasn’t quite consistent with his usual character.

Across from him, the gray shadow retreated more than a dozen meters to offset the force of the impact and then just stood there.

Looking at a face identical to his own, Leonard Churchill’s pupils slightly constricted.

The shadow was sizing him up, too.

However, the smile on the shadow’s face was sinister and eerie, the curving up at the corners revealed a palpable maliciousness and insanity.

Leonard Churchill, who knew the look all too well, muttered to himself, “A demon personality… No, more precisely, a monster that embodies those negative emotions that cannot be controlled by reason.”

He had previously wondered what he could possibly fear when he could view life and death with such indifference.

The Mysterious Realm had given him the answer.

“So, what I fear is not death, but the inability to control my own life, to let those negative personalities gradually warp my will into a monster?”

Leonard Churchill had an epiphany.

The fear buried deep in his heart was himself.

If he couldn’t control his will and allowed it to turn into a monster, such a life would indeed be meaningless for him.

Leonard Churchill felt the restlessness of his innermost fears, yet he remained calm.

Fear had always been one of the weakest emotions for him.

He observed carefully, guessing that an “Advanced Shadow” should be quite tricky and might possess some skills he himself didn’t have…

As he was contemplating what tactics the other might have, he suddenly saw the opposite shadow’s body abruptly grow taller, transforming into the Werewolf form in the blink of an eye.

Leonard Churchill raised his eyebrow slightly, “So it is something I can’t do…”

Currently affected by the Crimson Contamination, his Blood Plague suppressed the ability to undergo Werewolf Transformation.

But the shadow could.

As he was thinking this, with a “snap,” the Werewolf with eyes glowing red had already charged at him.

With such speed that the moment Leonard Churchill’s Tyrant Body started to consolidate, the Wolf Claw was already at his chest.

Gang Air clashed with Gang Air, and Tyrant Body with Tyrant Body collided with a metallic thud.

The hard concrete floor, as if struck by a heavy blow, instantly cracked with a massive web of fissures.

With a “thud.”

The two figures touched for an instant and immediately became two afterimages, ghostly colliding in the vast training area.

Leonard Churchill had just realized how tricky the “Advanced Shadow” was.

If it weren’t for the significant increase in Extraordinary Traits he had absorbed these past few days, enhancing his attributes greatly, he might have been crushed by the attributes of his transfigured self in the first encounter, or even grievously injured.

Yet, even though his physical attributes had already reached an overflowing state, they were still a bit inferior to the Werewolf’s shadow state.

Fortunately, his proficiency in various Martial Skills and Demon God Secret Skills had greatly improved over the past few days, barely allowing him to leverage skill over power.

Leonard Churchill fiercely fought against the Werewolf shadow.

Having previously killed both beginner and intermediate shadows, he knew that the shadow was familiar with all his Martial Skills.

Everything he could think of, the shadow could almost think of too, and even more treacherously, with no holds barred.

Leonard Churchill thus experienced his own malevolent side.

The shadow used every conceivable harmful tactic to its fullest.

Many Martial Skills that Leonard Churchill had never considered using in such a vile manner before.

Such a battle not only drained physical strength enormously but also demanded constant mental vigilance.

He had to consider at every moment what sinister tactic the shadow might use against him.

The “Demon Personality” was a pure killing machine, it carried no burdens.

The shadow would spare no expense to use the “Curse of Immortality” to heal, which remained Leonard Churchill’s most vexing issue.