Persona, I am the villain and I can do whatever I want

五维属性：力16（+1） 魔14（+1） 耐10（+1） 速6（+1） 运10

HP: 135 → 150

SP: 120 → 130

Acquired new skills: [Charge]

Active skill three, charge: after use, your next physical damage will be doubled.

Range: Self. Skill cost: 15SP. Damage judgment: None.

After four rounds of fierce fighting, Mitsui Tsubasa happily upgraded his level and learned new skills.

"So that's it. Charging power... It's a pretty good auxiliary skill."

The combination of power accumulation and covering the sky and the sun will definitely explode with amazing destructive power. If you learn any powerful sword skills in the future, you can also accumulate power to enhance it.

When Takemiya awakens his personality mask, there will be a healer in the team and he will be able to fully display his physical skills.

He is full of expectations for this.

Mitsui Tsubasa retreated to a safe area, spread out a blanket, and began to rest and recover.

Although the battle didn't last long, his SP was completely exhausted.

There were more than ten enemies in the fourth wave of shadows. I couldn't kill them all with just one group attack. I could only kill them manually and suffered some injuries.

He called up the status panel to check his condition.

HP:72/150 SP:11/130

Looking at these numbers, Mitsui Tsubasa realized that his efficiency in killing the enemies would decrease again.

He shook his head and took out the quick-healing medicine from his pocket.

After thinking for a while, he took out a pill and swallowed it with water.

Chapter 30: Transformation from the Ordinary

In the dim and silent subway tunnel, Mitsui Tsubasa knelt on a yellow blanket with his hands pressed tightly on his abdomen.

His face was frighteningly pale, like a wax figure or a dying patient in the intensive care unit.

The side effects of the quick-healing medicine far exceeded his expectations.

What he felt was not a minor problem like stomach pain or excessive stomach acid, but an unbearable stench rising from his stomach.

Although the smell is not as disgusting as Wu Jianmiao's red potion, it is enough to make people stay away.

It was like the stench of rotting seafood in the insulation of a refrigerator.

Mitsui Tsubasa half-closed his eyes and took deep breaths continuously, trying to suppress the nausea that was surging in his stomach.

If this side effect is not addressed, the drug's prospects for being marketed are bleak - after all, no one can accept the taste of vomit in their mouth.

"Buzz."

The phone vibrates, time's up.

To be on the safe side, he set an alarm for 15 minutes.

Open the status panel with your mind.

HP: 135/150 SP: 21/130

"Taste aside... the effect is pretty good, HP recovered 62 points and SP also recovered 10 points."

If you take two tablets at a time, you can barely replenish your HP, but the recovery of SP is still a problem.

Thinking of Wu Jianmiao's instructions, he decided to take one more pill. After all, his physique had been strengthened in the impression space, so a slightly increased dosage should be tolerable.

After taking a short rest and waiting for the side effects to subside, Mitsui Tsubasa stood up.

I gulped down half a bottle of drink and felt a little better.

Next time, please ask Wu Jianmiao to improve the taste of the medicine. If you take it for a long time, your sense of taste will be impaired...

Now, let's just focus on continuing the fight.

Returning to the battlefield just selected, Mitsui Tsubasa carefully hid at the corner and observed.

The previous fierce battle seemed to be just an illusion, and the ground in the tunnel was so clean that there was no trace of fighting.

There were only two dark human-like figures that arrived late, wandering around aimlessly in the same place.

"Let's play it safe this time. Keep the shotgun and group attack skills for emergencies."

After changing his tactics deliberately, Mitsui Tsubasa drew his sword and walked out from his hiding place in broad daylight.

As soon as the shadows saw him, they swarmed towards him like moths to a flame.

What greeted them was a foot of cold light accompanied by the crisp sound of swords!

……

"Buzz."

Mitsui Tsubasa suddenly stopped, swung his sword, and pushed away the shadow that was approaching him.

The time was up, and he had other training plans to complete, so today's battle ended here.

Looking at the only remaining human-shaped shadow in front of him, Mitsui Tsubasa drew his gun casually.

"farewell!"

boom!

One shot to the head.

The black mist fell like splashing water drops.

The shadow, already scarred, disappeared silently.

As the gunshots echoed, dense and rapid footsteps were heard deep in the tunnel.

Before the shadow army arrived, Mitsui Tsubasa quickly picked up the backpack he had hidden in advance and made a strategic move.

After running a few hundred meters briskly, he suddenly stopped and listened.

“Tada… Ta-ta…”

From the tunnel behind me, the sound of running became clearer and clearer, accompanied by heavy breathing.

The voice made Mitsui Tsubasa tense up, and he remembered the fierce battle when he awakened his personality mask.

"Shadow Dog..."

He gritted his teeth as he recalled those inky black shadow dogs that knew how to hunt in teams.

He hasn't taken revenge himself yet!

Quickly check your status and make sure your emergency skills have not been used yet.

Then let’s fight!

Mitsui Tsubasa's heart was beating violently in his chest as he concentrated and was on alert.

Soon, a dark shadow dog appeared in his sight, howling excitedly.

"Ah this..."

Mitsui Tsubasa was slightly stunned. Why was there only this one? He was so nervous for so long in vain.

Once the accumulated fighting spirit was gone, I just felt bored.

He casually raised the shotgun, and a playful thought suddenly came to his mind.

Mitsui Tsubasa grinned silently, concentrating all his attention on the figure of the Shadow Dog.

The moment it pounced.

The mind enters a state of no thought and the flow of time slows down.

He attacked with all his strength and the gun shot out like a dragon.

The long and narrow barrel directly knocked open the shadow dog's teeth and stabbed deep into its throat.

"Stinky dog, it's time to do nucleic acid tests!"

Bang bang bang!

The trigger was pulled all the way, and the shadow dog was blown up in mid-air, with its head still hanging on the barrel as its body disintegrated.

"Hahahaha!"

Cool!

All the anger from hours of fierce fighting was swept away, and it was as refreshing as walking from outdoors into an air-conditioned room at noon in summer.

"Thank you, stinky dog, for warming me with your life."

Reaching out to stroke the dog's head, Mitsui Tsubasa gently kicked it away.

After the little episode, he returned to the space entrance as planned.

After packing his luggage, he turned his head to look at the void behind him.

"First Emperor?"

[I am here.] The king emerged from the void and stared at him quietly.

Mitsui Tsubasa observed him carefully for a while, but did not notice any changes in the past few days, so he asked, "What is that pitch-black flame?"

[That is the form in which your power manifests.]

"My power?" Mitsui Tsubasa pondered, his fingers unconsciously rubbing his chin. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Can I actively use it?"

[As your power increases, you will naturally be able to control it. ]

Mitsui Tsubasa nodded and wrote down this key point in his notebook.

"I really hope I can master that kind of power sooner. It must be very cool to fight with a sword burning in flames."

He took a final look at his experience points and saw that he had already crossed the halfway mark of level 5. At the current rate, he would gain one level a day, and he would beat up his classmates on the weekends!

The first step to save the world is to brainwash all the teachers and students in the school...

After finishing the recording, Mitsui Tsubasa put aside all distractions and devoted himself to the next training.

Comprehensive push-ups, squats, burpees, wall handstands, bicycle crunches... various equipment-free projects can be completed efficiently on the basis of physical strengthening.

An hour later, Mitsui Tsubasa completed more than thirty sets of exercises and lay on the floor exhausted.

Sweat slid down his cheeks, soaking his thin clothes and gathering on the ground to form a winding river.

He was glad that he took off his bulletproof vest before training, otherwise it would be difficult to clean after being soaked with sweat.

He lay still for a few minutes, until the burning sensation in his throat subsided and his breathing became steady.

This high-intensity anaerobic exercise brings an intense feeling of suffocation.

If his physical strength had not been greatly improved, he would probably only be able to hold out for half an hour at most.

However, after such intense training, a strong sense of accomplishment also arose in his heart.

"I am getting stronger every day. This is the life I am pursuing!"

"One day, I will completely overturn the evil god Yaldabaoth and the fate he planned. Let those legendary enemies feel the power beyond the legend! Hahahaha..."

Chapter 31: First Meeting with Kamoshida

“Ding ding ding”

Early Tuesday morning, Mitsui Tsubasa was woken up by the alarm clock.

In his sleepy state, he wanted to reach out to turn off the alarm clock, but suddenly he felt a sharp pain all over his body.

He subconsciously took a deep breath and groaned hoarsely.

There was confusion in his bloodshot eyes, and the only feeling in his body was soreness.