Chapter Seventy-Six: On the Importance of Trumpets!

Silence!

All the 'fathers' who noticed the 'Hundred Great Families' here were waiting for their previous companions to come out.

As for Jason?

They don't think Jason has any chance.

Only the 'chief' of 'their' had a twinkle in his eyes.

But the 'chief' would never say a word.

He'll just hurry up and kill!

Burst!

The shadowy figure once again swept through the throat of a 'Hundred Great Family Fathers', and he said in a louder voice: "Sacrifice the life I gave with my own hands, make me strong!" ”

Suddenly, the aura of this 'leader' became even stronger.

This made the eyes of the 'fathers' of the 'Hundred Great Families', who were already fighting, redder and redder.

Before, they were fighting for their lives.

Right now?

It was even more irritated to get carried away.

Even the gaze that looked back at Jason's room was retracted.

The eyes of the people on the top of the pit did not retract, but a sudden mist obscured their vision.

This?

The 'fathers' of the 'Hundred Great Families' looked at each other.

Eventually, eyes were on Hera.

"My 'inspiration' didn't tell me of any danger."

Hera said truthfully.

And after such words fell, the 'fathers' of the 'Hundred Great Families' who were about to move couldn't bear it anymore, and they jumped down one by one.

However, before they could land on their feet, they were attacked.

In the beginning it was the 'chief' of 'them'.

Then there are the 'fathers' who originally arrived at the 'Hundred Great Families' first.

In contrast, the 'leader' harvested life neatly, and the 'fathers' of these 'hundred families' roared angrily.

"Go back!"

"This is ours!"

In the face of such an angry roar, the 'fathers' of the 'Hundred Great Families' who jumped off later responded with a sneer.

"You guys?"

"Stop dreaming!"

"This is ours!"

In response, they urged the secret techniques one by one.

Before the body hit the ground, the fierce battle began.

Disorderly!

Mess up!

Mess up!

It's a complete mess.

"Sacrifice the life I gave with my own hands to restore me from my injuries!"

"Sacrifice the life I gave with my own hands to restore me from my injuries!"

"Sacrifice the life I gave with my own hands to restore me from my injuries!"

……

Such a voice came from the mouths of the 'fathers' of the 'Hundred Great Families'.

In the end, when the 'fathers' of a 'hundred great families' were less seriously injured and won the victory-

"Sacrifice the life I gave with my own hands, and make me strong!"

The breath gets stronger!

Authentic!

Correct!

Pontor and Dolko, who were standing on the top of the pit, couldn't hold back anymore when they saw this scene.

They also jumped off.

The remaining 'fathers' of the 'Hundred Great Families' followed.

Hera was left alone at the top of the pit.

It's not that she doesn't want to go down.

But when she first came up with the idea, 'inspiration' warned again and again.

Dangerous!

More than anything she'd ever done before.

In her life, she has encountered the situation of near-death and survival no less than 10 times.

Each time, she survived.

But now, the level of danger has exceeded the situation of those 10 near-deaths.

So...... Ten dead and alive?

Hera thought to herself.

that

What about the people below?

Did the '100 Great Families' collapse and fall apart?

Confusion of thoughts cluttered Hera's thoughts.

Hera, who was in such a state, completely did not notice a gaze from the bottom of the pit that flashed from her.

That is, the 'leader' of 'them'!

The 'chief' gaze swept over Hera, his face filled with regret.

One more missing!

But...... If he makes up for it, it should be enough!

The 'chief' thought and looked at the fog.

Then the 'leader' stepped into the thick fog.

As soon as he entered the thick fog, the 'leader' frowned.

The fog is poisonous!

Of course, more importantly......

He couldn't find a trace of Jason!

It's another damn stealth trick!

How did a guy who is more than 2 meters tall and the same size as a wrestler develop such a powerful 'stealth and stealth' technique, it can't be some secret art, right?

But what secret art has such ability, but I don't know?

The 'leader' cursed inwardly.

As an old youkai who has lived for thousands of years, one of the greatest interests of this 'leader' is to collect secret arts.

It may not be possible to cultivate all of them, but the secret techniques collected by the other party, even if the 'Hundred Great Families' are combined, may not be able to surpass the other party.

After all, before the prototype of the 'Hundred Great Families' appeared, the other party had already done so.

So, he was sure that none of the secret arts he knew of would have such an ability.

As for Jason's own creation?

Joke!

He admits that Jason is strong, but Jason is still young.

He had used occult techniques to confirm Jason's age.

Definitely not more than 30.

Even, only 20.

Or, smaller.

Therefore, no matter how powerful and talented you are, it is impossible to create a secret art without the baptism of time and the wandering between life and death.

In fact, the emergence of every secret art is the work of a person's life, or a generation, or even several generations.

Therefore, he would not believe that this secret art was created by Jason.

Not arcane arts.

Then there is only one possibility.

"Oh, Jason, you don't have to play such a little trick!"

"You're undoubtedly lucky."

"You've found a 'God's Body' that we haven't noticed, but do you really know the God's Body?"

The 'chief' questioned.

It's not a secret art.

It can't be a prop either.

In the same vein as the arcane, he had never heard of anything like it.

Then there is only the 'body of God'.

As it happens, Jason had asked him for a 'god's body' before.

Naturally, this 'chief' thought so crookedly.

And such a crooked thinking is fatal-

"Let me teach you now!"

The leader of 'them' said.

Raising his right hand, a mark appeared in the palm of his hand.

An imprint composed entirely of pictophic languages.

The next moment, the mark lit up.

The fog dissipated.

A masked figure appeared at the end of the mist.

"Found you!"

The leader of 'their' came in a flash.

The glow in the palm of his hand locked firmly on Jason.

Then, the palm of the hand passed through the chest.

But at this moment, the face of the leader of 'their' changed.

The strength of the muscles is not right.

The temperature of the blood is not right.

Even the height is a little different.

It's the 'father' of the 'Hundred Great Families' who have just entered the room!

Not Jason!

It's a stand-in made by Jason!

Nor did the fog dissipate because of his interference.

It was Jason who took the initiative to disperse.

This......

Another trap!

For a moment, these thoughts crossed the leader's mind.

He was proud, ashamed and angry.

Once again, he was designed by the reckless-looking guy in front of him.

Woo!

The sound of breaking the air behind him sounded.

The leader dodged as best he could, but was still hit in the neck by a short-handled broad-bladed machete.

Burst!

With a single slash, the leader's head flew high.

His face was full of surprise, followed by a smile.

"It's useless!"

"I'm ...... Belch! ”

The leader wanted to continue to say something.

Jason, however, picked up the leader's body and ran.

As he ran, a flame lit up in his hand.

[Charles Burning Technique]!

In the previous fight, Jason has fully understood what kind of guy his opponent is this time.

One relies on time to integrate many secret techniques into his body.

Even, the body has been transformed into a monster guy.

If you want to kill such a guy, the conventional way naturally won't work.

Naturally, he would try something unconventional.

For example, not allowing the opponent's body to get back together, and continuing to inflict damage on one of them.

As for why not choose a skull?

Compared to the head that has obviously been blessed with many secret techniques, the opponent's body is easier to control.

"I'm always here to get treatment!"

"As long as I sacrifice enough!"

The other's head floated from the ground.

The eyes on the skull were fixed on Jason.

Although the words in his mouth are high-sounding, he doesn't seem to care about anything, but the hatred in his eyes is like substance.

"Then you continue to sacrifice!"

Jason set fire to the other party's body as he ran, and the voice came at the same time.

Suddenly, the hatred in the leader's eyes became even stronger.

It's almost about to erupt.

"You never know how great this place is!"

As the leader spoke, his head flew towards the 'father' of a 'hundred great families'.

The other party, who was fighting for his life, did not notice such a sneak attack at all.

was directly bitten in the neck by this leader.

In the middle of breathing, the 'fathers' of this 'hundred great families' were only left with a human skin.

And when the 'fathers' of the 'Hundred Great Families' who were at war with each other saw that it was the leader of 'them', they fled without a fight, turned around to pick other opponents, and didn't even have the courage to make a move.

"Sacrifice the life I gave with my own hands to restore me from my injuries!"

The leader of 'their' said so.

The words fell, and the other party, who was only the head left, began to recover.

A visible body grows from under the neck.

"See?"

"This is a land of miracles!"

The leader laughed.

The people around saw this scene and became even more crazy.

They fought even harder.

And Jason?

Running faster.

The body in his hand began to show signs of being ignited under the flames of the expert-level [Charles Incineration Technique] that broke through its own limitations one after another.

You must know that the flames erupted by the [Charles Burning Technique] at this time have already reached the chariot level.

Under the continuous burning, there are traces of ignition.

Undoubtedly, the strength of such a body has long exceeded the level of a chariot.

At the time of the battle, Jason had already felt the special nature of the opponent's body.

It was harder than his body.

If it weren't for the fact that when the opponent was transformed into shadows, wind, etc., the strength of his body would be affected, and he would probably be difficult to break through the opponent's defenses simply by fighting hard with such a body.

However, the other party did not do so.

In order to show his strength, the other party chose a more bizarre and changeable way.

It's the other person's habit.

Jason did not comment on this.

He only knows the truth that it is better to punch someone than to cut off his finger.

Now that he has seized the opportunity, then clean up the other party.

As for the words of the other party?

Jason is a punctuation mark that wouldn't be believed.

First of all, having lived in the 'city that never sleeps', he has no habit of believing the words of his enemies.

Especially this enemy, which has lived for thousands of years.

Of course, the more important point is that the 'sacrifice' in front of you is completely fake.

According to Jason's mystical knowledge, it takes more than just a process to complete such a trap, but also a 'perfect altar'.

Naturally, the 'perfect altar' is bound to be delicious.

There is no doubt about it.

But what about the 'altar' in front of you?

Don't say it's perfect.

Not even a defective product!

Because, this 'altar' doesn't even have the slightest taste of 'food'.

Even though it looks exactly like the Mystery Side Altar.

And, it looks very extraordinary.

But it's definitely fake.

From this point of view, the scene just now was just a performance by the leader.

And it's not difficult to do that.

Self-directed and self-acting to restore the body.

Then, unlock some of the hidden strengths.

Resulting in self-healing, and a strong appearance.

As for the 'fathers' of the 'Hundred Great Families' to recover and become stronger?

With the other party having lived for a thousand years, it should not be difficult to find some secret techniques to heal others and make them temporarily stronger.

Even, even that altar, Jason guessed that it was made by the other party in a short period of time.

After being bombarded and knowing that the original plan had been completely disrupted, the other party used some secret technique to create this altar for a short time, and thought of the plan just now.

It can be said that the other party is worthy of being an old monster who has lived for thousands of years and habitually hides behind the scenes.

As for why the other party did it?

The problem goes back to the beginning: the 'weirdness' of 'Mandeline's Town'!

What the other side seeks is to activate the other party and then control the other party.

And this process requires blood!

The blood of the strong!

Enough of it, the blood of the strong!

According to the other party's original plan, it should be that after blending into one of the 'Rags', he will start slaughtering the young heirs of the 'Hundred Great Families'.

For example: to make this altar more perfect and genuine.

Then, show the 'magic' of this altar and lead the 'fathers' of the 'Hundred Great Families' into the trap.

It's a given!

Don't forget that the other party still has a shadow in the 'Hundred Great Families'.

Even if the others were not moved, when that shadow son gained strength in front of the 'magic' of the altar, how could the other members of the 'Hundred Great Families' be able to endure it?

Inevitably, you will still step into the trap.

Enter the situation in front of you.

And now, all he's going to do is sabotage it all!

Start with the other person's body!

Thinking of this, the flames in Jason's hands gushed more and more fiercely.

And behind him, the leader with a 'new body' gritted his teeth.

Destroyed again!

It's this guy again!

Lothar 11 and this guy are damned!

Thinking of this, the leader no longer hesitated.

He was ruthless and activated another hole card.

"Spear through the night!"

"Stained with the blood of the gods!"

"The moon is falling!"

"Destroy the stars!"

"In the name of your existence...... Give the man in front of me, the man whose real name is 'Jason', eternal sleep! ”

Words!

Or rather, curse!

It's still the most ferocious kind of instant death!

The leader glared at Jason.

He's going to see Jason's withering.

Even if Jason had the 'immortality' trait, it wouldn't work.

You know, under this curse, the gods will all be cursed to kill!

Can......

A second, two seconds, three seconds passed.

Jason was not only fine, but also faster!