Become a full-time hunter and become the Supreme Will

The two Kuluta tribe members left the town with large and small bags of belongings. Hao followed them all the way through the mountains and ridges. It took them two or three days to enter the Kuluta tribe's habitat. During this period, the two men were very alert and kept consciously taking detours and observing their surroundings for fear of being followed.

If the location of the Kuluta tribe is exposed, the disaster brought to the tribe may be devastating.

As he went deeper into the tribe's territory, Hao also discovered many traps and traps, which were disguised very cleverly...but they still failed to stop him.

Deep in the mountains, Lun stood on a tree trunk dozens of meters high. He looked down and saw many strange and unique small houses below. Most of them stood up from the roots of the trees... On the roofs and porches, there were also It is carved with the unique vine pattern of the Kuluta tribe.

It can be seen at a glance that this race has a culture of advocating nature...it appears peaceful.

However, it cannot hide the fact that they are of fighting blood.

There were more than a hundred people scattered on the site, and the hazy aura was not noticed by anyone... At night, most people fell asleep, leaving only a few patrolling soldiers, and the hazy fell from the branches, His feet hit the ground without making any sound.

Then, it turned into a black shadow and swept towards a house.

Through observation during the day, he judged that this relatively large-looking building should be the place where the Kuluta clan kept books. Someone had walked out of it with books. Not far away, a Kuluta clan member seemed to be aware of it. He picked up the oil lamp and turned around to shine it. No abnormality was found, and he continued walking along the route.

Hundreds of years of oppression and death have allowed the Kuluta tribe to remain absolutely alert even after so long.

The room was completely dark.

But it didn't affect Hazy's vision. Sure enough... there was a row of bookshelves inside, as well as some equipment.

He randomly took out a book and flipped through it. He raised his eyebrows and found that he couldn't understand it at all...the text on it was not a font commonly used in the Hunter World.

Oops...I forgot about this.

The Kuluta tribe has its own language and writing for communication...

He glanced at it and saw that there were some texts printed with common characters on the bookshelf, but they were basically some common sense of life and subjects. Most of them were the channels and methods used by the Kuluta people to understand the outside world, as well as some information about other ethnic groups. .

After searching for a long time, I finally found a book I could understand.

But I only understood the images, not the words.

The little people on the page are in various poses, holding weapons... This is a book about fighting techniques.

"That's right... Such a group is full of uncertainties. Everyone must learn to arm themselves... It seems that this is how Kurapika's basic skills come from." He murmured. In his eyes, this kind of martial arts is too... Too superficial...cannot arouse his interest at all.

He stuffed the book back, then with a focused look, he took a few steps forward and raised his hand to grab a book.

This book is placed in a rather special position. It is on the top of the middle bookshelf. There are no other books around it. The book cover is also red and the text is strange.

When he opened it, the first page showed a portrait and a slogan that looked like a poem.

There is the sun and the moon in the painting. A group of little people kneel on the vast earth, as if praying...

There is also a line-drawn breeze in the sky...

Scroll backwards and it’s all text…

But on the last page of the book, there is a pattern of a gate, which is exactly the same as the pattern on the Kuluta tribe's blouse.

"Is it really...the door to the Dark Continent?"

Hazy pupils shrank.

If the speculation is true, it would be very interesting...

You know, in the original work, the main tone of the Dark Continent is placed on Kurapika... The old thief Togashi does not do useless work, so he used so much ink to make Kurapika the protagonist. Could it be said...

Regardless of the outcome of the battle for the throne of the Cajin Empire, some people on the ship will eventually reach the Dark Continent.

The follow-up is most likely to revolve around Kurapika...

"Do you want someone to translate?"

A thought occurred to me.

Suddenly, he noticed something and tilted his head slightly.

Outside the window behind me, there was light...it was a torch!

Then, there was the sound of footsteps gathering in a messy manner.

"come out!"

Someone shouted in a deep voice.

"Unexpectedly...discovered." Hao was a little surprised, sighed softly, turned around and pushed the door open and walked out.

Good guy, as soon as I opened the door... I saw dozens of people holding various weapons, staring at me as if they were faced with a formidable enemy, and some... bow strings were fully drawn.

The leader was a short old man with a conspicuous scar on his forehead, his hands behind his back and a stern expression.

He is the great elder of the Kuluta tribe.

In addition to the great elder, several other elders in the clan have also arrived...

Some women and children stood at the back, with the children tightly protected by adults.

Hagi also saw Kurapika and his good friend Palo.

"Who are you? What do you want to do when you sneak into our territory?" The great elder looked at the man. After catching a glimpse of the book in Long's hand, his expression changed.

What he said was a universal language, so he could understand it.

"Um...can you allow me to explain?"

Hao shrugged his shoulders and said shamelessly, "I am a scholar... I am very interested in exploring the culture of various ethnic groups... Especially after getting to know your Kuluta tribe, let me make it clear first that I have no ill intentions, just for the sake of Looking for some past history. I know that your Kuluta tribe is very wary of outsiders, and expresses sympathy and condolences for your past experiences, so... I can only act after you are asleep..."

Hao was talking nonsense seriously.

"We don't welcome outsiders here... Put down what you are holding and leave quickly!" the great elder scolded.

scholar?

Even though they rarely have contact with the outside world, they haven't seen any scholars wearing suits and ties... No matter how you look at this guy, he can't be related to a scholar.

Being touched here by an outsider is already an extremely high risk.

"Don't worry, I won't reveal your location. Correspondingly...can you give this book to me? Rubbings are also fine. If you can translate it for me, that would be great. I can pay..."

Hao fully takes shamelessness to the extreme.

"Or... make friends, I'll keep the book, but I need to know what's written on it... and the background related to your Kuluta tribe. Are you a native of the Luxon tribe? Or... your ancestors migrated from other places ?" Hao asked.

The Great Elder pondered for a while and said in a low tone, "I'll say it one last time, put your things down and get out of here!"

"It seems... the negotiation failed... alas..."

Hao let out a sigh and stuffed the book into his clothes.

This action made the great elder's eyelids jump.

"I'll borrow it to read for a while. After I finish reading it, I'll send it to you..."

He unilaterally issued notices and decisions!

Robbery style!

"..."

"You bastard!"

"Do it!"

The great elder gave an order.

In an instant, a group of warriors from the Kuluta tribe rushed towards Long, who had the advantage of shooting arrows first.

But no one expected that the skilled warriors would be knocked to the ground just as they approached the man.

The arrow feathers flew down, pierced the target's body surface, and were bounced off one after another, without causing any damage.

The eyes of the surrounding tribesmen turned red one after another.

Their momentum began to rise...

But the thief quickly turned into an afterimage, like a black lightning that shot out from the gap in the crowd. In an instant, he came to Kurapika, who was only in his early ten years. At this moment... time seemed to slow down, and he looked at the boy. ...put something in the other person's hand.

Then, a strong wind blew up, ruffling Kurapika's hair.

When he came back to his senses, the man had turned into a black spot, like a flea, leaping between several big trees...in the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the night.

"Hurry up and chase!"

The great elder looked anxious.

A group of people held torches and rushed towards the direction where the thief left...

Kurapika looked down and saw a wallet in his hand.

This night, it is destined to be difficult for the Kuluta tribe to sleep...

…

"It's very strong... Although I intentionally held back my hand, I also used the move to make them unable to move. It seems that the effect is smaller than expected... After activating the flaming red eyes, their blood and physical strength have obviously been further improved. … Even if they haven’t completely restrained their aura, they can still notice this, which shows that some of them have very keen perceptions... No wonder they can leave an impression on the brigade…”

The shadowy figure shuttled through the woods like a ghost. He looked back and smiled.

He doesn't understand the writing of the Kuluta tribe...but there must be others who understand it. Worst of all...isn't there still v5...

His instinct told him that this book...had some value.