With bright eyes, Rus thinks about the racial skills of each race, he knows very little about the different racial skills, but he has the feeling that he may have acquired skills that perhaps no one on the continent of the dragon G.o.ds knows!Rus looks at his hands with a curious look, he remembers the blood on the table that seemed to have a life of its own that took the form of a drop, although Rus still does not know if the drop of blood really has life, at least he is sure that the drop of blood followed all his orders at will.
"...Can I make that drop of blood reappear? Hmmm, I think I shouldn"t think only of that drop of blood. If I remember correctly, last night when I wanted to try to prevent Ceger from seeing the ceiling, his nose suddenly began to bleed... Then it should be easy to deduce that I probably have some kind of blood control, but I"m not sure how far I can control the blood. For the moment, let"s try to verify if I really have control over the blood and I"m not getting hasty conclusions" Rus says that while looking at the petal of a Rushu flower in his right hand, he releases the petal, letting the wind drag it everywhere, like the many petals that also cover the skies of the mountain, creating an impressive red rain that can only be seen on the mountain of flowers of Rushu.
With a determined look, he gets up leaving aside his desire to fall asleep while looking at the landscape of the mountain of Rushu flowers. Rus needs power, even if he manages to leave the tribe with the help of Goro, there is still a chance that he will die due to some beast. Also, as far as Rus knows, his mother told him that the exam to enter the magic academy is very difficult and that a certain amount of strength is required. He would like to know more details about the admission test, but that was the only thing his mother told him at the time.
Then to know more about himself. He looks at the palms of his hands with a serious expression. From the center of each of his palms, a red dot appears, those red dots slowly increase in size until they are as large as the drop of blood he saw at night.
Rus has a smile and bright eyes on his face because he has just checked that he can really control his blood. He stops smiling and changes his gaze to a serious one again. Rus has no plans to stop yet, he looks at his hands and in a short time his palms begin to appear several red dots that eventually turn into drops of blood, with approximately 10 drops of blood in each hand, Rus thinks what to do with the drops of blood so they can be useful in a battle.
There are several things that concern Rus, the main thing is that if he can make his blood work for battle, the blood in his hands is liquid and he knows very well that if he wants to hurt with something liquid he needs much more than a few drops of blood. Another thing that Rus worries is that he feels that every time a drop of blood get out his body, his body feels heavy as if the energy of his body is draining quickly, the strange thing is that even the red smoke from the stones that enter his body constantly does not seem to work to recover the energy he is losing!
"Sigh, I think I should be able to get another 20 drops of blood from my body, but more of that is my limit" Rus feels that if he exceeds the limit of 40 drops of blood, he will not be able to move his body at all due to how tired he will be.
Rus puts his hands together and thinks about putting all the drops of blood together in a small red ball that reflects a little sunlight. At the moment he will not take more than 20 drops of blood from his body since it is not necessary. Rus looks at the blood ball in his right hand, is thinking about what he should do with it, in the end, he shakes his head with disappointment "...I can"t think of anything I can do to make this blood ball serve as a weapon in a battle, ahhh, if I could only make this solid ball, I would at least use it to throw it at my enemies!" Rus says with a joking tone, he understands that even if the ball is solid as a rock, it will do no good against the weakest beast in the vicinity of the mountain.
Then, suddenly, Rus feels something solid in his right hand where the blood ball is, he immediately thinks that the blood ball fulfilled his wishes and is now solid! But those thoughts only last 1 second since a great weight appears in his right hand!
"W-what!?" Rus feels that his legs will not be able to resist the weight, his legs are slightly bent while they tremble at the force he exerts on his legs. He is firmly grasping the blood ball with both his hands, Rus is surprised and happy at the same time, although it is true that he wanted the blood ball to be solid, he did not expect it to be so heavy! Even with his current strength, he still finds it difficult to lift the blood ball, but thanks to the pill are that he is still calm in this kind of situation, Rus thinks about converting the ball from solid to liquid without hesitation.
"Uff" Rus breathes calmly when he sees that the blood ball becomes liquid again. With sweat on his forehead, he promises to be more careful when experimenting with his blood. Rus already has some ideas about what he can do to make his blood serve as a weapon. It is true that the weight of the blood ball is quite a lot when it pa.s.ses from a liquid to solid, but that only suggests that it is possible that if the size of the blood ball decreases, the weight can also be reduced!
Carefully, Rus shrinks the blood ball. The blood ball that was originally a ball composed of 20 drops, now only has 15 drops of blood. When the 5 drops of blood entered his body, Rus"s body felt immediately revitalized and energized "Now that the blood ball is smaller, it"s time for it to be solid" Rus is already in a more comfortable position to better resist the weight of the ball and that his legs are not in danger again due to poor posture when resisting the weight.
While he holds the blood ball with his right hand, he is also using his left hand as a support in case the weight remains the same. Rus see with interest how the blood ball changes from liquid to solid, he thinks it is something very strange to see, but it is really worth witnessing something so surprising.
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"Oh? It really worked!" Rus says with joy since he feels that the blood ball does not weigh as much as before, now that weight is not a problem at this time, Rus has already thought about what to do with the blood ball. He looks around, Rus has not forgotten to concentrate on listening to any kind of sound other than the petals of the Rushu flowers that fall to the soil. It would be really problematic if a slave suddenly appeared and saw that he is using such strange skills.
Rus wants a place to test if the blood ball is useful to be thrown, but unfortunately, the mountain of flowers Rushu does not have huge rocks or a stone wall that serves to see if he can do any damage with the blood ball. Seeing that there is nothing, Rus can only try to throw the blood ball to the soft soil, at least the depth to which the ball sinks into the soil will help him know if the force he used is sufficient.
He squeezes the blood ball tightly, with a posture that makes his waist turn a lot and with his arm fully stretched. Throw the blood ball with full force to the soil near him!
"Plaf!!"
Rus approaches where he threw the blood ball, he sees an incredibly deep hole, he tries to put his arm to grab the blood ball but his arm does not seem to be long enough to reach the blood ball! Rus pulls his arm out of the hole, he has his eyebrows furrowed, he doesn"t know what to do to retrieve the blood ball, just when he wondered if he had to dig nonstop until he found the ball, he sees a red liquid that creeps quickly through the hole, the blood that was supposed to be a solid blood ball seems to have turned into a liquid by itself and quickly came out of the hole "Amazing!"
Blood crawls across the soil to touch his feet and re-enters his body, causing Rus to recover all his energy.
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Rus spend all the remaining hours experimenting with his blood. He already knows several things that can be quite useful in a battle, he has managed to change the shape of the blood ball, now he can make it take the form he wants, the most useful form for him is a small knife, it is incredibly sharp! The only problem is that the knife is very small due to the little blood he used, he also did something very interesting, he got the ball to have many spikes, if before it was heavy enough to leave a deep hole in the soil, now that it has spikes, it is a weapon that is likely to kill some beasts! Although only the weakest beast... The strange thing is that Rus can make the spikes not affect him at all, it"s the same with the knife.
He tried other things, but only those 2 ways are the only ones he finds useful at the moment. Rus sees that the sky is already very red, so he descends from the mountain in the direction of the tribe.