Hunter: I'm Really Not a Mind Remover Chapter 351

  Chapter 351 Why are you looking at me?

  The black aura gushes out from the entrance of the mausoleum like a spring, and its strong sense of presence instantly attracts the attention of those with the ability to think.

  Even if the thought of after death becomes a reality, it will not be able to pose too much threat to the person with the ability to think.

   But its aura is very conspicuous, allowing those with nostalgia within the range to clearly feel the ominous and dangerous aura contained in it.

  Normally speaking, as long as it is not a targeted parasitic death thought, and a rule-based ability that is already activated, there is basically no need to worry about the threat from the after-death thought.

   In most cases, it can actually be regarded as a paper tiger.

  But the most important aspect of Death Thought that cannot be ignored is its tenacity.

  You can prevent it and get rid of it, but it is very difficult to eliminate it.

   "Do you want to die in the mausoleum?"

  Jin looked up at the black aura rising into the sky under the searchlight, and murmured to himself with some doubts: "This kind of intensity is strange..."

  Compared with the ruins, the mausoleum is the easiest place to give birth to thoughts after death.

  This is because there was a system of burial of living people in ancient times. According to the identity and status of the owner of the tomb, it is not surprising even if hundreds or thousands of living people were buried.

  If they were not forced or involuntary, most people would not be willing to be buried with them.

  So these martyrs can easily leave strong emotions such as resentment and unwillingness after death.

  Once the scale of the burial is relatively large, the strong after-death emotions accumulate, and they will converge into a wave of death thoughts that cannot be ignored.

   It's just that this excavation operation was led by Heram, the chief ruins hunter and nemesis master of Luluxi Kingdom.

  If the death thought in the mausoleum is disturbed, even if it cannot be dealt with immediately with Hram, it will temporarily suppress the death thought to prevent accidents from happening.

   This is exactly where Jin feels strange.

  With Hram's ability and experience, he wouldn't make such a low-level mistake.

  Then, under the premise of believing in Heram's ability, the possibility of something special about this dying thought cannot be ruled out.

  Jin is calm.

  As a two-star ruins hunter, this kind of situation is not surprising.

  While Xiaodi, Menqi, and even Satz and Quinn, who are also site hunters, couldn't be so calm.

   Death Nian's aura is too strong, even with the theoretical knowledge of "paper tiger", it is difficult to judge the specific threat level.

   In this situation, even Satz and Quinn, who have seen death thoughts many times, cannot calmly deal with it.

   "I'm dying again..."

   Moyou calmly stared at the black aura rising into the sky.

  The thoughts of death that I have encountered along the way seem to have been born in various ruins and mausoleums.

  Mankind's persistent pursuit of exploration has brought ruins or tombs to light, and at the same time released various threats hidden in the darkness.

  In a sense, this move is no different from exploring the Dark Continent.

   insist on the difference—

  That is, the human side has a profession that can deal with thoughts after death.

  And various unknown threats from the dark continent will make human beings helpless.

  If it weren't for this, human footprints would have spread all over the Dark Continent.

   This deadly thought, which would make Satz and the others frightened and vigilant, is like a dust that can be extinguished with a snap of a finger in front of Moyou, which is not worth mentioning at all.

   Moyou is just a little emotional now.

  He inexplicably thought of the hairless unknown creature with bat wings that left from that unknown ruins. I wonder if the Hunter Association or V5 has found that creature.

  I also thought of the catastrophic things that are now sealed up deep underground by the Transit Bureau. In those countless crossing operations, I spent an unknown amount of money and energy, and sacrificed so many lives, but failed even once.

"not my business."

   Moyou thought in his heart.

  If it is a death thought that is very likely to threaten ordinary people, then he doesn't mind using up the only chance to get rid of it.

  As for the dead thoughts that are roaring silently in front of you, forget it.

  He has no obligation to help Lulu Xiguo sweep away this obstacle that would affect the excavation of the tomb.

  Thinking of this, Moyou glanced at Jin.

   The main force of the Elimo Thief Group has been eliminated. As for the remaining tails, the army of the Luluxi Kingdom will deal with it. I just don't know what Jin's plan is going to be.

  Considering Jin's occupation, and the motivation for coming here...

   It is impossible to ignore this deadly thought.

   Moyou thought in his heart.

  Over there at the shed.

  Hram ran out of the shed, looking seriously at the entrance of the mausoleum, which was emitting a black aura.

   Kaka—!

   Immediately afterwards, everyone present soon heard a crisp sound that even the sound of heavy rain could not cover up.

  Under the gaze of everyone, piles of deformed skeletons were seen pouring out of the entrance of the mausoleum like a tide. At a glance, they were so densely packed that the number was as large as an ant colony.

  Just condense the Qi into the eyes, and you can see that every deformed skeleton is lingering with black thought power like shreds of tobacco.

"Um?!"

  Seeing the countless deformed skeletons rushing out of the mausoleum, the complexions of Satz and the other people with the ability to read changed slightly.

  Death of the operating system?

  This is the first judgment.

  If this death desire is limited to the operating system ability to manipulate the bones in the mausoleum, then there is basically no need to worry.

  Under normal circumstances, as long as the skeleton is destroyed, the death thoughts parasitic on the skeleton will also disappear.

  But the soldiers in the barracks lacked awareness of Nian, and they were all terrified when they saw countless deformed skeletons rushing out of the mausoleum.

   "Master..."

  Men Qi and Xiao Di involuntarily looked at Moyou, asking what to do with their eyes.

   Moyou noticed their questioning eyes, shook his head slightly, and signaled them not to worry about it.

  It's just some skeletons manipulated by death thoughts. Although there are a lot of them, it also means that the individual's thoughts are very weak.

  It can be easily solved by relying on the heavily armed soldiers in the barracks.

  The premise is that the soldiers cannot be frightened by this phenomenon beyond cognition, but if there are people with telekinetic ability in the barracks, then there is nothing to worry about.

  Men Qi and Xiao Di looked at Moyou's reaction, and nodded to express their understanding.

  Jin originally planned to help, but after seeing the true face of Death Nian, he also thought that the threat was not big, so he stopped and watched.

  The most common death thought in the mausoleum is this type, and there is nothing to fear.

  However, the surrounding soldiers were startled by the huge number of deformed bones, and would be at a loss for a while.

  Hram didn't know the root cause of this death desire growing in such a short period of time. Now that this was the case, he didn't have time to think deeply, and rushed to direct the soldiers to prepare for the attack.

  His arrival suddenly became the backbone of the soldiers' hearts.

   "Don't rush to shoot, just wait!"

  Hram stood in the formation of soldiers, staring solemnly at the deformed skeletons that kept coming out of the mausoleum.

  In order to avoid spreading to the excavation site, we must wait until the group of deformed skeletons are far away from the entrance of the mausoleum.

  The many deformed skeletons rushing out of the mausoleum quickly noticed the soldiers in formation.

Or-

  They were attracted by the breath of thought power on Hiram.

  KaKaKa…

  Accompanied by dense crisp sounds, the deformed skeletons suddenly moved, rushing towards the army formation ahead in a crooked and weird posture.

  Hram quickly glanced at the cloud-like black aura above the many deformed skeletons, and ordered loudly: "Fire."

   The voice just fell.

   Suddenly there was a burst of gunfire in the arena.

  Countless bullets pierced the air, hitting those deformed skeletons manipulated by death thoughts like raindrops.

  The ferocious firepower instantly tore the deformed skeleton in front to shreds.

  Their bodies or bodies are only lodged with a ray of death thoughts that can produce manipulative effects, and they cannot form effects such as "entanglement" at all, so they are vulnerable to bullets.

   Soon, the deformed skeleton that was as dense as an ant colony fell down in front of the ferocious firepower.

   Judging from this trend, in less than half a minute, there will be no half deformed skeleton standing on the field.

   The same is true.

  The intensive firepower that lasted half a minute easily tore the thousands of deformed skeletons that rushed out of the mausoleum into white fragments all over the ground.

However-

  All the deformed skeletons manipulated by death thoughts fell down, but the cloud-like black aura that permeated above did not disappear.

  Hram looked up at the black aura, with an incomparably dignified expression.

  If this death desire is really so vulnerable, the ability to eliminate thoughts he used in the mausoleum earlier would have eliminated this death desire, so how could there be a chance for death desire to grow stronger.

   Moyou and others who were watching from the side of the shed also noticed that the black aura above the broken bones showed no sign of decay.

  Obviously, simply destroying the manipulated deformed skeleton cannot meet the conditions for the death thoughts to disappear.

   This also explains the unusualness of this dead thought.

   While Hiram was thinking, the bone fragments scattered on the ground trembled one after another.

   "Look... what's going on?!"

  A sharp-eyed soldier saw the bone fragments trembling at an extremely fast frequency, and couldn't help but screamed.

  Under his reminder, more and more eyes focused on the bone fragments all over the floor.

   "What the **** is this!?"

  The soldiers looked at the trembling bone fragments in horror or panic, and their lack of knowledge became the source of fear.

next moment.

  The bone fragments all over the ground suddenly flew into the air, and the black aura floating in the air was like a tornado, sweeping all the bone fragments into one place, and then fused them into a huge unknown object.

  At first glance, this unknown object looks a bit like a piece of paper that has been crumpled randomly. On the surface, such as hand bones, dental bones, and half of the skull can be vaguely seen, and there is a black thought force entwined around it.

  The sudden change not only frightened the soldiers to stand still on the spot, but even Hiram's pupils trembled.

   "Fire!"

  Hram suppressed the shock in his heart and ordered to fire again.

  He must reconfirm the strength of this unknown object.

  Though the soldiers were terrified, they followed Hram's order and pulled the triggers one after another.

  Suddenly, the overwhelming bullets flew towards the irregular spherical object composed of several bone fragments.

  But this time the bullet could not penetrate the black thought power on the surface of the unknown ball, and fleeting sparks appeared on it.

  Hram saw this scene, and immediately understood that this level of intensity was the true face of this deadly desire.

   And the death thoughts scattered on countless skeletons just now seemed to be teasing them!

"no solution anymore…"

  Hram took a deep breath, raised his finger and pointed at the ten gold rings around his neck, a ray of thought power shot out from his fingertips like a flame, and soon spread across all the golden rings like a prairie fire.

   Immediately afterwards, the eleventh golden circle appeared on Hiram's neck out of thin air.

  The intense extruding pain instantly caused Hiram to groan.

  He resisted the pain in his neck as if it was about to be pulled out forcibly, and with a wave of his finger, he pulled out all the thought power on the golden circle, and immediately pointed to the bone-fused thing that was sparked by the hail of bullets.

   A golden force of thought suddenly detached from his fingers, and instantly turned into a huge golden ring, enveloping the fused bone, and began to shrink.

  Every contraction will make the volume of the fused bone smaller.

   But at the same time, the eleventh golden ring on Hiram's neck also contracted together, as if a pair of big hands were embedded in his neck, and then gradually exerted force.

  As the golden circle gradually shrunk, the veins on Hiram's face bulged, and he struggled to endure the endless pain.

   "Is this his ability to eliminate thoughts..."

  Moyu looked at Hiram who was suffering, and couldn't help but think of Arisel.

  The teacher who seems to be suffering from anorexia is also in such pain during the meditation.

  Jin also seemed to be the first to see Hiram's Desire, and he immediately became interested, with a look of concentration.

   Not to mention Sutzqueen and the others, they all looked at Hiram with expectant eyes.

  This nemesis master who has a great reputation in Luluxi Country will definitely be able to get rid of this weird thing created by death thoughts in front of him.

as time flows-

  The huge golden ring kept shrinking, forcibly reducing the volume of the fused bone by half.

  Hram's neck can be shrunk together.

  At this moment, his face was pale and bloodless, with ferocious and moving blue veins visible on his temples and forehead, and bean-sized water droplets kept sliding across his face, and it was hard to tell whether it was sweat or rain.

   Moyou and Jin looked at Hiram's state, and both secretly thought it was not good.

   In this tug-of-war against Nian, Hram was obviously about to lose.

   The same is true.

  Hram couldn't hold on to the final contraction of the golden ring.

   If he gritted his teeth and persisted, he must be the first to die.

  Aware of this result, Hiram was forced to stop reading.

  The golden ring covering the bone fusion suddenly collapsed and dissipated.

  Hram staggered and fell to the ground.

   Seeing that Hiram failed to remove his mind, Jin was slightly surprised, but Satz and Quinn's expressions changed, they did not expect such a result.

  Without the restraint of the golden ring, the fused bone suddenly rolled towards Hiram who was lying on the ground.

  It requires more mind power.

   "It seems that it is not an ordinary death thought."

  Seeing this scene, Jin slowly pulled his hands out of his pockets with a solemn expression.

   Moyou looked at Jin Na as if he was about to make a move, and couldn't help being slightly startled, thinking that this living legend would also get rid of his thoughts?

  When Hram failed to remove his thoughts, Satz and Quinn also looked at Jin immediately.

   There is still someone worth looking forward to here, that is, the legendary two-star ruins hunter.

  Under the expectant eyes of Satz and the others, Jin gently shook the hands that had just been pulled out of his pockets.

   Such a move, in the eyes of Satz and the others, is no different from a warm-up move.

   That is to say!

  Kim is ready to shoot!

Then-

   "I'm so focused on watching, my hands are a little numb."

  Jin shook his hands while sighing with emotion.

   A series of question marks popped up on the heads of Satz and Quinn.

   Xiao Di and Men Qi looked at Jin with strange eyes.

  Jin didn't care about their reactions, and slowly turned his head to look at Moyou.

   "What are you looking at me for?"

   Moyou raised his brows, feeling a sense of deja vu.

  (end of this chapter)

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