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The chubby man felt a surge of unfamiliar power coursing through him, an exhilarating emotion rising from the depths of his heart. This power seemed different from any magic he had known before, filled with a desire for violence and destruction. He stared in astonishment at the Phantom Soldier before him, its black armor gleaming coldly in the sunlight, and the massive battle axe it wielded appeared to still have traces of dried blood on it, sending chills down his spine.
The Phantom Soldier moved, swinging its battle axe with such speed that it was almost imperceptible to the naked eye. The sharp sound of slicing air echoed across the training ground, and the powerful gusts even tore the banners at the edges of the field. The chubby man, Pifu, Pisman, and Hel all stood dumbfounded at this scene; they had never witnessed such a swift and powerful attack. This force was far beyond anything they had ever comprehended.
"Is this... the essence of the Military Killing Path?" Hel murmured, his eyes filled with shock and awe. He had heard legends about the Military Killing Path, but only after witnessing it firsthand did he truly grasp the terrifying nature of this power.
"Incredible!" Pifu couldn't help but exclaim, gazing at the Phantom Soldier with longing in his eyes. As a mage, he understood the value of this power deeply.
"Chubby, try to control it!" Hel turned to the chubby man, his tone laced with excitement and anticipation.
Snapping back to reality, the chubby man took a deep breath to suppress his shock. He reached out tentatively to touch the Phantom Soldier, a cold sensation instantly spreading throughout his body, making him shiver involuntarily.
"Focus your mind and feel it!" Hel's voice rang in his ears as a reminder.
The chubby man nodded, closed his eyes, and attempted to connect with the Phantom Soldier through his consciousness. He felt a powerful resistance as if an invisible wall was blocking him.
Furrowing his brow, he tried again and again but could not break through that barrier. "Calm down, Chubby. Feel the power within you; control it as if it were a part of your own body," Pisman advised from the side, adjusting his pointed hat while keenly observing the connection between the chubby man and the Phantom Soldier.
Taking another deep breath, the chubby man worked to calm himself. He recalled the sensations he experienced while practicing the Military Killing Path, channeling that wild energy within him and guiding it slowly toward his palm.
As he infused energy into it, he felt the connection with the Phantom Soldier strengthen; that invisible wall seemed to begin loosening. He concentrated once more, focusing all his awareness on the Phantom Soldier.
"Move! Move for me!" he silently shouted in his mind.
Finally, the Phantom Soldier moved; it slowly raised its hand and awkwardly made a slashing motion. Though its movements were stiff, the chubby man felt an immense thrill—he had successfully taken the first step in controlling the Phantom Soldier!
"Good job, Chubby! Keep trying!" Hel encouraged with a smile of satisfaction on his face.
The chubby man nodded and continued to attempt to control the Phantom Soldier to perform more complex movements. He realized that controlling the Phantom Soldier was like controlling his own body; it required constant practice to master.
As the sun set, the training ground was filled with the silhouette of the chubby man diligently practicing. He knew this was just the beginning of his journey on the Military Killing Path, and that greater enemies and more daunting challenges awaited him in the future. But he was not afraid, for his heart was filled with a desire for power and anticipation for what lay ahead. He clenched his fists, his eyes shining with determination, ready to face any challenge.
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