Hunter: I'm Really Not a Mind Remover Chapter 27

Chapter 27 The Price

Even without the fleeting aura fluctuations, Ken and his party were able to clear the direction.

Because of the incarnation ability "Gambler's Rhapsody" of his companion Genbull, he has a mechanism of "absolutely fulfilling his wish" within a reasonable range when cashing out the prize.

is only to exchange the first prize for the desired direction guidance, there is no reason not to "cash out".

This is also the confidence that Ken and the others can make a clear direction.

"Location determined."

In the driver's seat, is a stout, dark-skinned man with an inch head.

This man is Genbul with the ability of "Gambler's Madness".

"Then this is unnecessary."

He controlled the steering wheel with one hand, glanced at the direction of the scenic spot, and immediately put his other hand out of the window, throwing off a handful of blood.

Ken in the passenger seat noticed Genbull's move of throwing off the blood, and praised with a smile: "Genbull, it's a good thing to have self-confidence."

The blood thrown off by Genbul came from Hawke.

"Blood, go back to your master."

This is what Genbull cashed out with one jackpot.

Then they came here under the guidance of blood, but before they reached the end, they sensed the sudden burst of resentment aura.

Although it only has a duration of about a second, it is enough for them to determine the location.

That's why Genbul was confident in throwing away Hawke's blood to terminate the effect of the ability.

Kean couldn't help but praise Genbul for his self-confidence when he saw this scene, but he was cursing Genbul's nerves.

Genbull could not detect Ken's true thoughts, the corner of his mouth grinned, and he slammed on the accelerator.

Accompanied by the roar of a wild beast, the black car suddenly accelerated and headed forward.

The five black cars that followed closely could only increase the accelerator to keep up.

"What's going on with Genbull? It's okay to take the lead on this broken road, and he dares to push the accelerator like this. Has he never thought about the problem of a flat tire?"

In one of the cars, a long-haired man wearing sunglasses who was in charge of driving was cursing for a while.

Sitting in the passenger seat is Sivir, who is still wearing revealing clothes.

She was used to Genbul's sudden illness, so she didn't go along with the long-haired man's words.

"Boom!"

Just then, there was a loud noise from the front.

The long-haired man and Sivir followed the reputation.

I saw Genbull's car hit the rock wall, and the whole car was directly deformed.

Under the strong impact of , Genbul and Ken, who were psychics, had nothing to do, but the three armed members sitting behind the car were not so lucky and died on the spot.

"That idiot..."

The long-haired man sighed, and immediately braked to a stop.

He and Sivir got out of the car, and the cars that followed stopped one after another.

"What a broken tire."

The unharmed Genbur kicked the badly deformed car with his foot, ignoring the three accompanying armed members who died tragically in the car.

Kane stood by.

He was holding a long black sheathed sword in his hand, and his expression was calm, as if he had not been affected by Genbul's bad operation.

The long-haired man who came over was too lazy to look at Genbull, and said to Ken: "There is no spare space for other cars, you two can just walk."

"It's okay, don't worry."

Ken smiled slightly, pointed to the sky that had not yet darkened, and said seriously: "No one will think that we have to act in 'daytime', right?"

The long-haired man looked up at the sky, then nodded.

Sivir, who was following behind him, forcibly swallowed the words that were about to come to his mouth.

The mountain top of the scenic spot, the temple atrium.

hard to imagine-

A zombie face that looks like a bark shows such a rich expression at this moment.

In the end, only a mind-eliminating master can deeply appreciate the horror of "resentment".

Because, most of the removal methods of mind removers are to transfer the "resentment" to oneself first, and then sublimate and digest the "resentment".

This zero-distance contact, and the accompanying risks, are always a constant reminder of the dangers of the mindless master.

Arisel just took a close look at the aura emanating from "Libra", and completely lost the courage to make further contact with that "Libra".

That level of resentment is definitely not something he can touch.

So, subconsciously thinking that he was superior to others, while being frightened, he simply admitted his incompetence in public.

However-

Hawk then pointed out the real object to be removed for Irisel.

It wasn't the "Libra" that burst out with a terrifying aura just now, but the gaseous expression on the mouse's tail.

The horrified look on Arisel's face has not yet calmed down. Under the guidance of Hawke, he slowly looked at the mouse's tail and remained silent.

After Moyou and Chito calmed down, they also looked at Mouse Treasure.

In their eyes, the breath at the end of Mouse Treasure's tail was nothing special, and they didn't feel any threat.

Hawk did not explain, and directly canceled the ability.

"One way"

The straight mark on the mouse's head suddenly floated with a green sheen.

At the same time, the surface of the "air mass" on the end of its tail quietly derived a series of fine blood threads, covering the entire mass of air at a very fast speed.

"Crack."

Mouse Treasure called softly.

Before he finished speaking, the blood-covered air mass shrank like a deflated balloon, shriveled, and finally disappeared.

at the same time.

A black resentment like earthworms quietly emerged and spread from Hawke's face, neck and arms.

Immediately afterwards, Hawke's body began to age.

The flesh on his face became loose and sagging, many wrinkles appeared on his forehead, and his thick beard was dyed white.

Just a second or two.

His originally sturdy figure had lost weight.

Looking at Hawke's change in an instant, Moyu, Chido, and Irisel were all shocked.

grow old, die, turn into ashes.

This is the price that "Libra" poured into Hawke.

What's even scarier is-

This price will be passed on through the bloodline.

That is to say, once Hawke dies, this aging phenomenon will be transferred to Moyu.

"Mr. Arisel, this resentment attached to me... I'll leave it to you."

Hawk's voice was much more hoarse, but he did not hide his expectation.

Arisel's eyes trembled, staring at Hawke blankly.

What he saw and heard today had a severe impact on his senses.

"I…"

Irisel hesitated.

He wanted to refuse, but the pride he had developed over the years was pulling his thoughts.

"let me try…"

Irisel did not refuse in the end.

Hawke breathed a sigh of relief in his aging state, at least he could see hope.

"Hawk."

Moyou walked quickly, supporting Hawke's old arm with complicated eyes.

Whether mindfulness-

The choice given in the depths of consciousness seems to be innate instinct, without any sense of disobedience.

(end of this chapter)

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