Become a full-time hunter and become the Supreme Will

Hao used the abdominal breathing in the breath-taking exercise. The internal organs in his body were working overload. He wanted to kill the old man again!

Then find a way to prevent it from regenerating.

He tried just now to destroy the ritual skull, but found it useless.

This thing is extremely hard and cannot be destroyed in a short period of time with his strength and telekinesis. It is impossible to make a fuss about it.

Yun thought that it was probably due to the rules of the ritual, which could be easily broken after the ritual was over.

Hazy's body temperature was rising, his eyes were cold, and his speed made it impossible for the old man of the Bozwa tribe to lock onto it. He only saw a black shadow flying in front of a row of stone figures. In the next second, all the puppets exploded into powder.

Several huge stone figures were slapped or punched down, but all missed.

The man's combat power has reached an overwhelming level...

No wonder he said he wanted to kill himself.

The old man was shocked by Long's performance, but quickly regained his composure.

In the ritual, he is invincible!

Can't die.

boom!

The nearby stone men approached with the black shadow, and as soon as they made an attack, their bodies exploded...

A wave of air surged up, blowing up the old man's eyebrows and hair, and there were a lot of stones and fine powder. He continued to use his mind power to reorganize the gravel, his face was calm... his body leaned back , prepare to retreat.

But without even blinking, the hazy face was already close to less than twenty centimeters in front of him...

"It's useless... With this kind of power, I can surpass you if I die again."

The old man sneered.

Hazy didn't say a word. He raised the knife and dropped it. The sharp nails were thrown out with amazing maneuverability. He was so fast that there was no trace of the attack, only a sharp sound was heard.

Immediately afterwards, blood spurted out from the old man's neck... and was cut open smoothly.

However, it was not cut off this time... there was still a trace of flesh hanging on the old man's fallen head.

With a healing speed that was much faster than the previous times, he was back to his original state in an instant.

The improvement of the latter's strength, especially the increase in telekinesis skills and energy, made it impossible for Hazy to kill him as easily as before, even if he used the breathing technique.

The difference in the speed of resurrection and self-healing has been observed.

But I didn't think... it would be this fast.

Even if you cut off the opponent's head, it will grow back in a breath...

"Hahahahaha... Every time I die, the speed of my reshaping is also increasing, and I am also evolving. In this ceremony, I am a god!" The old man's dilated pupils suddenly regained their brightness, and he said arrogantly.

The time between death and resurrection has been infinitely shortened!

Kill the target again and the old man will resurrect faster.

Maybe...it won't even take a second.

In other words, he had to react in less than a second... The recovery of his mind and body was a momentary pause, just like reconnecting a disconnected server. He only had to catch the moment when the old man's consciousness revived. When a node is at its weakest, just continue to kill it and disconnect the server from the network.

The problem is that every death will speed up this time interval... It is one second now, but what about the next time?

millisecond?

Or... faster than neuron signaling?

Can you do it yourself?

During this period, you must not miss. Once you miss, it means death. The ceremony will not end until all the Bozwa people who are the scapegoats of the old man have sacrificed themselves.

At least the target must be killed nearly ten times in a row...

It's so hard... so hard that it makes people despair.

A thought flashed through my hazy mind.

But he didn't hesitate because he had no way out!

Thinking about it, Long's arm was like a giant spear, stabbing at the old man.

Snapped!

What happened immediately made Hazy's head go blank for a moment.

His wrist was pinched tightly by the old man.

"I was killed by you just now..." A sinister tone came into his ears. When Hao looked up, he saw the old man's ferocious face like an evil ghost.

With a click, the old man exerted force on his hand. Hazy, who had always been confident in the strength of his own flesh and blood, was defeated for the first time.

His thoughts... His martial arts iron cloth shirt was as fragile as a piece of white paper.

It is easily broken and broken!

The old man's strength has increased by at least ten times, and his evolution is more terrifying each time, and... it's comprehensive.

Crush...simply crush.

Without any skills or means, at this moment, Hao judged that... pure physical strength, the opponent was far beyond him.

Before he could regain his composure... Hao felt his head was dizzy.

There is no pain, no information feedback, and no processing... His brain is like a host that has stopped working and has been unplugged.

The body just trembles...

He seemed to have become an ordinary person.

I heard cracking sounds in my ears...

His eyes subconsciously glanced at his chest, and his thoughts... were fading away.

The chest was not penetrated by the old man's fist, but it deflated as if the mud had been hit by a stone.

Something was leaking from his eye sockets...and the same from his mouth and nose.

Is it blood?

The way I look now must be very embarrassing...

Can't... be seen by that guy Hisoka...

At this moment, a series of absurd and funny thoughts appeared in his frozen brain... They were not fear or panic about death.

"You're right! I just want to live... People are selfish. If I really want to be bloody, I can go to the royal city to find that bastard king. Although I will die after the ceremony is over... Bozwa The clan will no longer exist, but at least we succeeded in revenge! But... that is what only fools would do, and I can still live for a long time..."

The old man took Long Bao's wasted arm, lifted him up, and pulled him in front of him.

Watching his breath gradually weakening, he looked happy.

Even though he was so close, he couldn't hear clearly what the former was saying... he could only vaguely feel that there was an arrogant face hanging in front of his eyes.

Hunter World is really too dangerous...

It's not enough to reach this point by yourself. You have obviously worked very hard.

It turns out... this is what death feels like. I should be very afraid of death, but why am I not panicking at all now?

As a time traveler, I failed...

On the verge of death, Long was still laughing at himself.

"Is it okay if I can be resurrected after death? People always have to pay the price for their ignorance and recklessness!"

Suddenly, it was like a flash of light, and my five senses suddenly became clear.

He heard the last words the old man said to him.

Then, he was thrown into the air like garbage.

A group of stone men who had already stood below raised their weapons and pierced Hao, hanging onto his deformed and bleeding body.

resurrection?

It's a pity... I didn't draw any equipment or heroes, and used two rune skills in a row. Otherwise, I still have a life...

With this thought, Hazy's consciousness was completely swallowed by darkness.

The old man of the Bozwa tribe, the patriarch Ike, looked at the stone puppets everywhere in front of him, as well as the surging thought energy in his body. This endless power made him very obsessed and intoxicated... It was so wonderful. .

As an ordinary telepathic user, for the first time, he had a feeling... that he looked down upon everything in the world and that he was the creator of the world.

Unfortunately, this is the effect of the ritual, and when the ritual is over...it disappears.

He can only experience it to the fullest within this limited time.

"Too weak..." Ik glanced at the dead figure and said disdainfully.

It is undeniable that this man is powerful. If there was no ceremony, in the past, he would be killed by him as soon as he met him.

This is also true. The first time the opponent killed him, it was effortless.

But now, a strong man of this level is not a threat to him...

It's really cool.

Ike was immersed in pleasure when there was a sudden noise in the distance.

He looked up and saw that a blocked hole was violently broken open, revealing two figures.

It was Hisoka and Kaki.

"Didn't you run away?"

Ike stared at Kaji, a little surprised, and then smiled: "That's great... You two should let me play for a while..."

As soon as Hisoka and his wife rushed into the ground, they saw Hajime being lifted up in the air by the stone man's weapon.

The blood dripping from his body merged into dazzling red lines...

The breath...is almost imperceptible.

"died…"

Kaji opened his eyes wide and collapsed on the ground, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

They arrived as quickly as possible... but they were still a step too late.

As for Hisoka...his expression had froze.

Then, he started to become gloomy... his eyes were crazy, staring at the old man.

He kept grinding his teeth and making terrible sounds...

His expression was twisted and full of awe-inspiring murderous intent...

Even though he clearly felt the opponent's shocking pressure, Hisoka still didn't care.

His fruit...was plucked.

And it’s the one at the top of the tree!

All this time, Hisoka has been suppressing the desire to pick the ‘Long’ fruit as much as possible, because this fruit is different to him!

The existence of Hao can stimulate his own potential and make him stronger... Hisoka wants to see how strong Hao can be, and to what level he can improve under this kind of pressure.

Then, everything is ready before going on stage...for the most gorgeous and grand 'performance'.

It only belongs to him and Hao, two people.

No matter who dies in the end...it doesn't matter.

This fruit has value and meaning that cannot be replaced by other fruits.

The process of Hao's growth from youth to maturity... is so pleasing to the eye, and people are particularly looking forward to his "deliciousness". Hao is also the motivation that can inspire him... Everyone else is a side dish, only Hao is the main meal.

Two people grow up together...

Even if there is only one fruit in the whole tree, it is enough!

The stage of Hisoka's fantasy, the dream of tasting the fruit of 'Hazy', collapsed at this moment!

He released his anger regardless of the consequences... He only had one thought in his mind, kill the old man.

Kill this bastard who ruined his 'dream'!

Kaji on the side was completely frightened by Hisoka's appearance. He felt that Hisoka in front of him had turned into another creature... like a devil.

Whoosh!

Hisoka ran out like a mad dog.

Go straight to Ike.

Some stone figures along the way were destroyed by him... Even if some weapons were stabbed at him, Hisoka would not dodge.

It seemed reckless, but in fact he was pursuing speed and attacking the old man...his intuition reminded him that the enemy was too strong for him.

He must take the initiative to create opportunities...

In the most extreme time.

Bang, but then, Hisoka's expression suddenly changed... The old man whose eyes he had been locking appeared beside him without warning and kicked him in the abdomen.

Hisoka vomited blood and his eyes were in disbelief.

The whole person was like a kite with its string cut off, flying backwards at a faster speed than when it came in, and blasted into the stone wall.

Ik slowly lowered his foot. He was controlling his strength and did not kill the opponent with one blow...

Because he wanted to play, he wanted to continue to feel this surging power.

This man who looked like a madman was about the same strength as the one he had just killed.

It's a nice toy.

"As for the other one..."

The old man looked at Kaji sitting at the entrance of the cave.

A stone man suddenly jumped into the air and landed on top of Kaki's head. He slashed down with the long sword in his hand and split the latter into two with just one move.

Wow.

The stone wall was smashed into a hole, and stones fell.

Ike looked at the ground calmly, and a force of thought had stuck to the soles of his feet, making him unable to move.

"Is it the response you made at that moment?"

The old man suddenly felt enlightened.

Hisoka, who was pulling with his telekinesis, flew through the air, as if he was flying, and his speed increased again.

But...when you are close to the enemy and preparing to attack with cards.

The sticky telepathy under Ikko's feet was easily broken away. The latter's big hand pressed down on the back of Hisoka's head first, accumulating strength and pressing down.

Hisoka's entire upper body immediately smashed the stone bricks and sank into the soil.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The old man laughed happily.

Suffering severe injuries, before his body could be pulled out of the ground, one of Hisoka's arms had already been swung up, holding the cards and slashing at the enemy's knees.

But the old man stepped on his palm.

However, Ike did not exert any force, but took a few steps back and said jokingly: "Go on, let me see what you can do..."

Time passed slowly, and in less than ten minutes, Hisoka fell down again and again, but no matter how many times he was attacked or laughed at by the old man, he would stand up.

Even Ike had to praise him.

Although Hisoka and Yun gave him similar feelings, in terms of will, Hisoka seemed to be stronger, that's all.

Everyone has limits...

So does Hisoka.

Now, after all, he is only in his early twenties, and he is already injured...

After a feeble struggle, he finally fell down.

This was still the result of Ik's betrayal, otherwise... Hisoka wouldn't have been able to escape being killed instantly.

"You and him are the so-called geniuses...I know there are many people like you outside Dongguotu...for Nian, you have talents and understanding far beyond ordinary people, and your cultivation speed is terrifying...It's really disappointing Jealousy."

Ikko bent forward, reached out and grabbed Hisoka's red hair, and pulled him up from the ground.

Hisoka was severely overdrawn and scarred, but he still retained consciousness... After hearing the old man's words, there was naked ridicule in the slit of his opened eyes.

This made Ike's expression darken.

"The weak...can...be pitiful..."

Hisoka's lips moved slightly and he uttered a few words.

When the old man heard this, he seemed to be stung by these words.

His fingers immediately pinched Hisoka's cheek, trying to crush his head.

"Game... progress... error!"

"Not possible to fix…"

"The game...crash...crash..."

Suddenly, intermittent sounds rang out from the quiet underground.

Ik immediately looked towards the source of the sound and saw a button with a human face in the air, flickering in and out, trying to manifest itself, but kept failing.

And eventually turned into pixel squares and disappeared...

"Um?"

The old man was startled, threw Hisoka away, and looked at the body that was still impaled by weapons and should have died long ago.

Only then did he realize that the body had stopped bleeding long ago...

"Meet...your...death."

Hisoka fell to the ground, and in his field of vision, there was a ball of mental energy burning like a flame, and the aura was very ominous.

Under the eyes that were about to close, a familiar figure with black telepathy lingering all over his body landed on the ground with several broken weapons, and gradually stood up.

Hisoka saw this man's eyes... bright red as hot as a torch.

He said softly, feeling extremely excited by this scene, but his physical condition was so bad...otherwise, he would be even more 'pleased'.

Hisoka was satisfied... and closed his eyes.