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Back at Kululu Mountain, where the Hakkas were beaten, Shiba opened the door of the trial first and walked in, followed by Yiermi, and no one specially opened the door for Tartarus and Hades who were walking at the end. Because the Door of Trials only welcomes those who can open it by themselves, and secondly, they also want to see the abilities of the two rookies Abyss and Pluto on Meteor Street.

Tartarus is playing with his fingers with his head down. After a period of time, Tartarus' black crystal-like nails have doubled as long as normal, and the front is also trimmed to a point, so he can stretch out his hand at any time. hurt others.

Walking one meter away from the gate of trials, Tartarus opened the seven gates of trials with a wave of his hand without even raising his head, and Hades did the same afterward.

The door of trial paused for a minute before closing it back. Xiba looked at it for a long time, but he was not surprised at all.

It was within his expectation that Tartarus and Hades would open the seven doors, but it was beyond his expectation that they would pause for so long.

When I came to the hall, the members of the Dadike family gathered here by coincidence. Since Yiermi went out after taking over the task this morning, and Shiba followed behind to take care of the children, they knew that this time something was wrong. unusual.

"Shiba, Yiermi, you are back." Zeno twirled his beard to welcome, and then pretended to see the two people behind him, "Shiba, these two are..."

"Hello, I am Pluto, and this one next to me is Abyss." At some point, Hades went back to sleep, and Aaron came out to deal with it. It seems that Hades needs a lot of soul power to wake up once. ... Tartarus thought thoughtfully.

Zeno naturally knew who the two of them were, and had checked their origins since they were famous on Meteor Street.

They don't seem to be from Meteor Street. Although they also don't have any family background, they have an inexplicable noble temperament. They look like young masters who have never seen the world, but they have a killing spirit that ordinary people can't match. , that is owned by those who have truly experienced the battlefield.

Thinking of this, Jie Nuo's eyes became dark, making it difficult to see what he was thinking.

After entering the Dadi Hakka, Aaron booked an exclusive upper room for the Dadi Hakka (is there such a thing) at lightning speed, while all the old Dadi Hakka and the little Dadi Ke were still stunned Get into the room with Tartarus and never come out.

"...Father, what about now?" Xiba rarely stared blankly at his father who had a "one kill a day" banner pinned to his chest, completely destroying the image of a strong man.

Je Nuo twitched the corner of his mouth, waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about them, let's do this first, and don't shoot until you confirm that they are not harmful."

"Yes."

"Shiba, go back and heal your wounds!"

"……Yes."

in the room.

Tartarus and Aaron were lying side by side on a double bed, and their eyes were looking at a point on the ceiling in unison.

"Tal, do you want to destroy that?" Aaron asked, not lowering his voice or simply lip-talking because someone was monitoring him.

"...Whatever, haven't you already used your ability?" Tartarus replied. When Aaron entered the room, he specially used his self-developed ability——Illusion.It is created through the operation of mind ability, changing the flow and quality of light and shadow, and directly creating the most realistic phantom. If it is used again against the enemy, how many illusions of human figures can Aaron create, the attack power will be How strong.

This is the so-called materialization of hallucinations.

Aaron clenched his fist with one hand and swung it vigorously towards the ceiling. There was a slight explosion and glass shattering sound from above, and then the whole room returned to calm, with only a few ups and downs of breathing.

"Tal, what ability did your thoughts create?" Aaron asked, his empty eyes were out of focus, and he felt like he was about to fall asleep, but he just didn't want the atmosphere to be so dull, so he opened his mouth.

"Puppet control, do you want to see it?" Tull turned sideways, and lifted the white sheet to cover the two of them. He was used to the two sharing the same bed for a long time, and Tull didn't feel any depression at all.

Stretching out her pale hands, thin, crystal-clear lines emerged from the fingertips, disappearing in the air.The silk thread stretched towards the door and passed through the gap.

After a while, someone knocked on the door.

"Come in." Aaron replied reflexively.

The people outside pushed open the door and walked in, with their eyes tightly closed, their heads crooked as if they were not awake at all, but their bodies were still moving, but they stuttered as they walked, as if they had just learned to walk.

"Tal, please don't be so scary in the future, okay?" Aaron said helplessly. The man who walked in was a man with tattered clothes, most of which were wrapped by puppets. The divine power covered the eyeballs in a "condensed" state, and he couldn't see the lines that wrapped the man.

The man's closed eyes were also sewn shut with silk thread, and his lips were the same, not a single drop of blood flowed out, but the lines of Tartarus' fingertips had gradually turned red.

The man's face was pale, his throat moved, but he couldn't make any sound, as if his vocal cords had been damaged.

Aaron raised his eyebrows: "Tal, can your aesthetics be normal? I really mourn for my eyes when you make such an unsightly thing in front of me, an 'artist'."

"...Oh." Tartarus responded and retracted the puppet line, and when the man was about to fall to the ground because there was nothing to support him, he took the opportunity to open the door and kick it out.

"... Poor guy, but Tal, your move is quite like Minos' star puppet line, which can control people's actions." Tal treated it as a toy to control, and then lost interest and was immediately kicked go out.Aaron is funny, but he doesn't have much real sympathy. It can be said that after this world, he has been assimilated a lot.

"Tal, you said that after the beater finds the man's body, will he come to us?"

"Yes, it's already here." Tartarus looked at the unclosed door.

Yiermi Dadike still had that pale face and empty eyes, not at all as popular as he was when he was fighting at sea.

His long black hair hangs down his shoulders, and there is a plate in his hand, and there is a black card on the plate besides two glasses of water.

"Father asked me to bring it." Yi Ermi put the plate on the ground at the door, and then dragged the corpse outside the door through the cloth that he didn't know where.

"Tal, if I'm not mistaken, Ill fans hate it, right?" Aaron blinked and looked at Il fans' movements in surprise, "I thought there would be no such thing as 'dislike' when beating an enemy Hakka move."

"They are human beings too." The implication is that all human beings have things they don't like.

It was cool, the sky was covered by dark clouds, and it was about to rain a little. Tartarus stood under the tree and looked straight up at the sky.

Aaron suddenly grabbed his hand from behind him, and his thought power slowly covered Tartarus and himself and spread outward, blocking the rain that drenched his body.

"Tal, now that you have sealed your power, you will get sick and catch a cold like ordinary people, so please pay attention to your body!" Aaron said.

A few days ago, Tal sealed most of his divine power under Aaron's "guard", but because he couldn't adapt to losing too much power at once, he ushered in the first cold in his life.

It is reasonable to say that gods will not get sick, but because the contrast between the front and back after the power seal is too large, the body does not adapt well, so it will cause high fever.

"I see, when will I go out?" Tartarus replied, half a month had passed since he had been beating the enemy Hakka, but he hadn't seen any movement from Aaron. If Aaron hadn't been holding him down, maybe he would have already gone.

Aaron pretended to smile mysteriously, and dragged Tartarus into the house.

He took out a piece of paper that had been placed by the bed early in the morning. It was filled with many dangerous areas, and scattered notes were printed on the back.

"Tal, the information has been collected, and you can start at any time, but there are many S-level dangerous areas that require the use of hunter certificates. These days, I have taken the time to go out to find a few, which is why it is so late." Aaron said , the long golden hair has grown to the legs, and the sky blue eyes are shining with a cunning light.

Tal said nothing, where did this information... come from?Hit the enemy Hakka to help check... ==|||

As if he knew what Tartarus was thinking, Aaron continued: "This is indeed the information that the Hakkas have checked, but the condition for them to check the information for us is that when we go to these places, we must bring Ilmi with us."

"Troublesome, cumbersome, dragging the oil bottle." Tartarus said unabashedly, pointing out the current force value of Ilmi right to the point.

"There's no way, or I'll just get rid of him when the time comes." Aaron shrugged.