77: Death Eye

Immediately after completing the mission, Locke did not immediately open the mission reward box to draw.

Instead, he knelt down and unhurriedly wiped the blood off the blade onto Victor's noble robes until it was clean, then sheathed the sword.

Then, he stored it in his Personal Space.

"Victor, please let me see how much potential you have after running for so long, and how many good rewards you can bring me."

Without the slightest hesitation, and with no intention of saving the mission rewards, he moved his mind, and the gift box instantly burst open.

【Acquired skill fusion card】

【Acquired Nephele Root】

【Acquired Dead Eye】

【Acquired Great Muscle Tyrant】

【Acquired 200,000 us dollars】

"Not bad at all."

This Time, apart from the 200,000 us dollars which did not belong to the category of extraordinary power, the remaining four rewards were things that simply could not be obtained in reality.

【skill fusion card: Can designate two skills of the same type to fuse them. After fusion, a more powerful skill will be produced, and all experience levels will be retained】

"Hmm, fusing the same skills?"

"It sounds pretty good, but I wonder how powerful the new skill will be after the two skills are fused..."

Locke stroked his chin, carefully examining this skill fusion card.

Before using this reward, it was impossible to tell whether it was good or bad just from the description.

After all, if the fusion just forcibly mashed two skills of the same type together without producing any new effects, it would be very ordinary.

Moreover, this fusion could not guarantee that the resulting skill would necessarily be better than the previous ones.

However, considering that the rewards given by the mission were generally good, Locke did not doubt it too much.

"Hmm, I'll pick two suitable skills to fuse and try it out later."

【Nephele Root: Your endowment is comparable to a dragon, endowed by a mysterious existence with the attribute of ice poison, which can make everyone who enjoys it addicted. No matter what creature it is, it cannot withstand your torture. When your long spear is stained with ice, whoever you stab will cramp; you are the true Whip-Woman Hero】

"Uh... this... am I really that unlucky?"

Locke was dumbfounded. "Why do I always draw these skills that look very indecent? Can I have something conventional?"

Looking at the description, the effect of this skill was quite exaggerated, which could be called an alternative to the 【Star Slave Contract】.

However, it only made the other party addicted and could not make them completely submit to oneself like the 【Star Slave Contract】, so it was not considered a skill overlap.

It was just that if one wanted to use it on others, the conditions were relatively harsh and also very indecent.

Although it was not very decent, Locke could barely accept it; after all, it was still a decent extraordinary skill.

Locke strongly suspected that this skill was a natal skill from some extraordinary sequence in this world.

【Dead Eye: You will possess the same dynamic vision as the western outlaw Arthur Morgan, allowing you to lock onto several enemies in an instant. Slaughter is the best feedback for the God of Death. Each use cannot exceed 5 minutes, with a cooldown of one day】

"Arthur Morgan, Dead Eye!"

When Locke saw this name and this skill, his mood suddenly became excited, because this was the name of the protagonist and the skill possessed by the protagonist in a western game he had played in his previous life.

This made his memory return to that carefree Time when he was riding a horse and looting on the western prairie.

It was just a pity that in the game, Arthur did not get a good ending in the end, but was killed by the traitor Micah.

Of course, the Dead Eye skill was a very good skill. When he played the game before, he often relied on this skill to wreak havoc.

And looking at the description, although there was a cooldown Time, there were no side effects on the user.

It could simply be said to be the only skill he drew today that was still considered normal.

"Sigh, I wonder if Arthur will have a different life in this world..."

【Great Muscle Tyrant: When used, it will cause the muscles of the whole body to become congested, significantly improving your own endurance and defense. It can be used on a small range of muscles. If used too frequently, you will become a big guy who cannot think and only knows how to kill, becoming a loyal believer of a certain existence】

"This looks a bit average."

Looking at the description, although it was a burst skill that could directly strengthen one's combat power and defense, the side effects it carried looked a bit weird and were not simple at all.

It could actually make people lose their minds; what a terrifying thing that was.

The reason why a human is a human is because they have the ability to think.

Locke did not want to become a Great Muscle Tyrant with simple brains and developed limbs.

"It seems that unless it is a particularly critical moment, it is better not to use this skill."

Unless it was a life-and-death crisis, Locke would never easily use this skill; the risk was too high, and he could not afford it at the moment.

Unless he obtained the ability or item to offset this side effect, he would absolutely remain cautious about this skill.

As for the 200,000 us dollars, it was a thick stack of money piled together. It was useful to him, but not as useful compared to other rewards.

After checking the harvest this Time, Locke did not immediately use the skill fusion card to experiment, but turned his mind back, returning his consciousness to reality.

At this moment, Lucien was still holding his head in pain, his face covered in snot and tears, and the pupils in his eyes were gradually dilating, unable to focus.

"Hmm? What's going on?"

Locke walked over. He didn't expect that after the Flesh Ball monster stopped screaming, Lucien was still being affected.

But fortunately, he was still breathing and not dead. As long as he wasn't dead, there was still a chance to save him.

Locke knelt down without any hesitation, took out the 【lacrosse mask】 again, and gently pressed it onto Lucien's face.

Sure enough, after the mask was put on, Lucien's pupils gradually returned to normal, and the pain on his face gradually faded.

After about a minute, with the help of the mysterious effect of the 【lacrosse mask】, Lucien's sanity value completely returned to normal.

After Lucien returned to normal, Locke took off the mask and gently patted him on the shoulder: "Hey, Lucien, are you okay?"

Lucien woke up leisurely as if he had had a dream, with a look of deep confusion on his face: "What happened to me?"

It was just that Locke did not know that because he frequently took out and used the lacrosse mask, it was finally sensed by a certain extraordinary slasher in Crystal Lake.

His gaze, full of murderous intent, looked from afar towards the direction where Locke was.

Immediately afterwards, several violent water columns suddenly rose from the originally calm lake surface. Fortunately, it was late at night, otherwise this commotion would probably have attracted the attention of many people.

At the same Time, a roar full of doubt and confusion exploded over Crystal Lake: "Ahhhhh!"

And on this side, Locke clearly had not realized that he had been targeted by the slasher in "Friday the 13th".