Hunter G's car, the vertical biplane with bat-painted exterior once again concealed its huge bloated body above the clouds, but at this moment the aircraft seemed to be very quiet, except for the humming sound of the mechanical device and the ticking sound of the electronic components when it was operating, there seemed to be no sound in the entire aircraft, breathing, heartbeat, nothing.

In the cockpit of the aircraft, the hunter G, who had put on his cloak and regained his thin body, stood in front of the main control panel, not knowing what he was hesitating, and he knocked on the control panel from time to time, making a chaotic sound. There was a faint smell of blood in the cockpit, and the source of this smell was the two shriveled corpses that were crawling at the hunter's feet.

"Boy, you won this game." From the deepest part of his throat, he lowered his voice and muttered to himself, "You win the pretty!" You have cost me all of me, my servants, my puppets, my guards, my men......" He lifted his hands wrapped around the black veil and played with the two rings on the fingers of his left hand with his right hand, "but don't think this is the end of it. We've got to keep playing......"

As if a decision had finally been made, Hunter G made a quick run on the control panel and connected to a video call.

The projection hovering in front of him flickered a few times and then turned pitch black, and from the darkness faintly visible a man wearing a yellow covered helmet, who casually connected to the video call from Hunter G, nonchalantly shaking the bright liquid in the goblet held between the index finger and thumb of his right hand.

“R。” The hunter replied to the indistinguishable voice and greeted the man in the projection.

"Oh, it's g. What a rarity. The man in the covered helmet, known as R, took a sip of the liquid from the goblet and said with a slight hint of teasing, "Why are you suddenly looking for me?" I've heard that you seem to be involved in Rong's hunting. How, isn't it too smooth? ”

Hunter G immediately became gloomy.

"Hahaha!" R laughed wildly a few times, and took a sip of the liquid in the goblet, "Could it be that the little devil made a mess of it?!" Well? Hahaha......"

Hunter G didn't say a word, but there was already a dangerous flame in his crimson eyes.

"Alright, no kidding. Tell me what you have to do that deserves you to come to me personally. R may have sensed the anger of the hunter, so he tried his best to control his expression and said quite seriously.

"The incident you mentioned earlier...... Hunter G said through gritted teeth, but hesitated as he was about to utter his words.

"Oh?" R's interest was immediately piqued.

After hesitating, hesitating, and making trade-offs for a while, Hunter G finally made up his mind, and he said a little decadently: "I agreed......" Spit out these four short words, but his whole person immediately withered a lot. It seems that he really made a heavy decision.

"You've finally figured it out, it's good, it's good!" R pretended to applaud, and then began to chatter, "You won't regret the decision you made today, joining the Legion will definitely be one of the best and most correct decisions you have ever made in your life." I'll introduce you to the boss, and I think that adult will be interested in you as well......"

Hunter G hung his head slightly, but his fists were clenched tighter and tighter, and his arms trembled slightly with the exertion of his muscles.

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Merlin was trembling slightly, not because of anger or humiliation, but simply from the wound in his chest.

The Matura was clearly good at killing, and the angle and depth of its claws were chosen exactly according to the position of a normal human heart - it didn't hurt any other tissue, except that six claws pierced the heart. If Merlin hadn't had a small heart and a deviation from his position due to congenital malformations and poor fertility, he would have died a long time ago.

But even so, Merlin was only able to escape the mortal blow under the blade of the Death Scythe.

Mahula failed to pierce Merlin's heart, but one of its claws grazed Merlin's right atrium, and two of its claws pierced Merlin's lobe. Although these wounds no longer worsened and no longer bleed under the surgical sutures and Nightingale's frenzied healing, the pain could not be eliminated quickly, and every breath and every beat of the heart would involve an indescribable pain, leaving Merlin's nerves, which he thought were relatively large, on the verge of collapse at any moment.

Pain can keep you awake, but pain that is too great can only make you dizzy.

Merlin needed to rest, but the current situation was certainly not suitable for rest. Who knows how many eccentric fellows his dear mother recruited to harvest the lives of her eldest son? Merlin didn't want his sleep to become immortal. In contrast, he wanted to be awake and face death.

Truly, walking around the woods, Merlin's mobility is almost negligible. In order to save his body, he had to use his little ability to support his body forward, but in order to save his ability, he had to use his body to move on his own as much as possible. He had to get to a safe place in order to rest, but he needed to rest in order to get there......

In order to achieve these completely opposite goals, Merlin's current situation became like this: he gritted his teeth and took a difficult and slow step or two with his own strength, then gasped for a long time, waited for enough strength, and then used his ability to support his body for a short distance, and then continued to walk with his body after his ability had recovered a little...... Basically, I didn't get much far.

"Whew, Whew......" In order to distract himself from the pain, Merlin deliberately began to think about some irrelevant things, "First, the most important thing is that you must learn the miracle eye. Otherwise, I won't be able to stand it if I encounter the evil system again and be beaten like this again! Wizil should be the most suitable, after all, it has this one among its upgrade tricks, and it has to find a way to make it learn ...... first"

"Secondly, I'm afraid I'll have to look for one or two evil guys. It's not enough to know them only in books, you have to be familiar with them! For example, Ura and Dai Rubi seem to be good choices, and when you get to the city, you must remember to accept them. Definitely, definitely! He breathed shortly, his hands barely holding on to a giant tree, and sweat was pouring down on his face, "Then you have to continue to improve the combat power of the praying mantis brothers, after all, insects restrain evil...... If possible, you'll need to find a few fighting classes to join. But it's best to equip your existing partners with a few fighting tricks......"

"Oh, yes, and!" Gathering his strength again and moving forward with difficulty, Merlin continued to mutter, "The trick of 'fueling' seems to have a lot of prospects. My ability is biased towards destruction, and Flame happens to be one of the attributes that have the essence of destruction, so there should be good prospects for the two sides to cooperate. Then I seem to have to lean more towards the flame system, and I can just use the flame system as a second attribute to expand and enhance it...... However, other attributes naturally cannot be left behind......"

"Well, speaking of the Flame Department. The evolution of this kid should also be on the agenda, and it will be a while before he can use the Fire Stone...... As for Dragu, with its level, I'm afraid it's not too much different to evolve into Charizard, right? Why do you still refuse to take off the Immutable Stone to evolve? This kid is too good to communicate with......"

Merlin, who was on his way, did not know that not far in front of him stood a wizened strange man in a tattered cloak, who was also holding on to a giant tree and gasping for breath. Seeing Merlin in the midst of the same struggle, the wizened strange man smiled widely, stood up and walked to Merlin's path to intercept him. He seemed inexplicably confident that he would be able to catch Merlin.

[Again!? Merlin secretly rolled his eyes, secretly ready to continue fighting.

"Little one......" said the very tall and very thin strange man, looking down at Merlin in a hoarse, hollow voice, "I've been looking forward to meeting you for a long time......

Merlin stopped about ten meters away from the strange man, leaning his left shoulder against the trunk of a tree beside him, taking advantage of the opportunity to gather strength.

"I've been in this business for a number of years, and I've never missed a mission......," his hooded eyes stared at Merlin, "and no one has ever come out alive from the 'dream of death' that they have planted on their own - no matter how strong and great they were before, but in the dream world they are as weak as a baby, and they can only be bullied by me—you are the first to escape from my dream, and I hope you are the last." ”

[Dreams? Could it be that all those nightmares were his doing? Merlin hurriedly lowered his face to prevent the strange man from seeing his drastic expression.

"So," Merlin asked, following the gap between the strange man's words, "what do you want?" ”

"So," the strange man said as he approached Merlin, "So, I'm going to catch you and study it!" He stretched out his arm and lunged straight at Merlin, his huge, withered palm covered with a pair of black leather gloves, an ancient leather glove with strange patterns that somehow rippled with malice.

"You don't have that chance." Merlin shook his head.

At this moment, from the dense forest beside the two of them, two figures, one red and one green, swept out from the left and one from the right. Fast as lightning, the red and green figures staggered between the stranger and Merlin, and then lurked into the shadows of the trees again.

The praying mantis brothers disappeared in a flash, and the strange man in front of Merlin fell to the ground head-on, a pool of black-red blood quickly rippling under his shattered body...... In front of Merlin fell the black leather glove palm and a small arm, which still clutched and twitched.

"This thing ......" Merlin glanced at the glove full of malice, "It won't be a good thing......" just wanted to muster the ability to tear them apart, but suddenly an inexplicable thought made him, and he withdrew the power to tear the glove.

"I'll keep you for now." He used his ability to peel the glove off the severed hands, pulled out a metal box from his backpack that had originally contained the evolution stones, carefully folded the glove and threw it into the box, added a small lock to the outside, locked it, and threw it into the corner of the backpack.

After looking at the strange man's body again, and now that there was no loot worth collecting, Merlin summoned his ability to quietly erase the traces of "crime" from the ground, and then continued to move forward with difficulty.

Merlin is actually very good at disguise and showing weakness, especially now that he is seriously injured, which makes him a fresh bait that exudes the smell of fresh blood without makeup, giving Merlin the opportunity to use his weakness to trap those outlaws who are attracted by the value of other heads.

The strange man who claimed to be able to create dreams of death was just the first victim buried in the trap Merlin had laid. Perhaps he had never missed a beat, had once made a name for himself, as he claimed, but now he was just an obstacle that Merlin had easily cut down, a small obstacle that was not very inconspicuous.

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Well, would you be interested in guessing who that guy with the helmet is? I won't give too many hints, because it's too simple to give hints~~ I can only say that he does have the original form.

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