354

There were five people in front of me, this one was a hunter, and these four were also hunters.

- Amun: Revisiting the old place

The four hunters standing on the side were all disgraced, with curly hair and irregular burn marks on their clothes and skin. One of the most injured people looked to have broken corners of his mouth and was covered in blood.

They were all carrying at least twenty sandbags, and Amon noticed that the law of "mysterious weakening and reality enhancement" was imposed on this clearing by the magical item "Forbidden Lock" of the Aurora Society, and without the two sides expressing no resistance, all five hunters were equally suppressed to the level of about Sequence 6, giving them full freedom to fight each other.

Even if it is a high sequence itself, it has now lost the power of the high sequence, and only the strengthened flesh remains.

Medici stomped Erlang's legs, and when he saw Amon, he raised his eyebrows and whistled in greeting.

Amon got closer and took a closer look, and immediately noticed the difference between the four hunters from the Predator-Blood Cross: the most injured hunter with a high nose and blue eyes had sweat on his face, but not much, his expression was stoic and angry, and he didn't have to do much to carry the sandbag. It should be the leader of this team, a demigod-level powerhouse.

Red Angel is out of trouble, but "strength is only about angels" is a huge beautification, Medici's real combat power should be higher than Sequence 3 and less than Sequence 2, which is still the best situation in which both Sauron and Einhorn are willing to cooperate.

The Predator-Blood Cross Society is also an organization that believes in the true creator, and there should be specific internal information, such as the Red Angel's current total combat power is only about Sequence 3, and it has to be discussed with the other two.

The expression of the Dark Sage was calm, and he introduced in Amun's ear:

"Your Highness, standing in the first row is one of the leaders of the Iron Cross and the leader of this audience. His name was Tony Towne, and he was a "War Bishop." ”

And there is actually a demigod in the team of the "Audience" Red Angels, and it is hard not to feel that the hunter limit is about to happen.

Bishop of War? Sequence 3 of the Hunter Path, which is stronger than the Dark Sage, also carries his own mid-sequence subordinates...... This war bishop is very bold and aggressive, and the person who comes is not good, and his true mind is clear.

But the Dark Sage said in his heart: "These damn thugs, with their ability to cause trouble, our four-story underground base may not be able to wait for the church to encircle and suppress it. If it hadn't been for the Lord to get along with us, I would have swept them out the house the next day!

Ignoring the rich and intense inner activity of the Dark Sage, Amon glanced at the wounded War Bishop and gained a new assessment of the power of Medici and the Red Spirit.

Even if the reality augmentation can injure the hostile Sequence 3, Medici has at least recovered the strength of Sequence 3, and only one team and the other two are needed to work together to increase the combat power to the angel level.

Medici, who was leisurely on the steel frame, noticed Amun's eyes, laughed maliciously twice, and then picked up something from his hand and threw it into the clearing.

The thing hit the ground with a slight "click", and Amon took a closer look and saw that it was a broken bloodstained tooth.

The Dark Sage let out a malicious sneer of the same style as the Red Angel.

Tony Towne's face instantly turned red, and he pursed his lips vigorously to hide the blood from the corners of his mouth. However, due to the "weakening of mystery and enhancement of reality", his broken tooth should not have completed its self-repair, and after a while, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth again.

"Amon, you learn from him!"

The laughter of the Red Angel echoed in the ears of all the hunters in the clearing, with an extremely strong ability to break through defenses.

"His ambition is to become the new 'Angel of War'!"

She jumped off the steel roof, walked leisurely to Amon's side, and reached out for Amon's shoulder with her big hand.

However, Amon still has a natural wariness of Medici, not to mention that the other party is now suspected of having swallowed the Sequence 3 trait and regained some of his strength. He hit a stealing distance fraud target, modified the red angel's hook and back target to the dark sage and shifted three meters to the left at the same time, but he didn't expect the red angel to get rid of the fraud just by shaking it, striding directly to Amon's new position, and grabbed Amon's shoulder at the right time.

In response to Amon's surprised expression, Medici's left side of his face cracked open with a mouth.

Sauron quipped: "You shouldn't have deceived Medici alone!" ”

Medici chimed in: "Yes, that's when you come in handy." ”

After speaking, she dragged Amon around and faced the people with lofty ideals of the Iron Cross Society, and teased unceremoniously: "This kid was full of momentum when he came, and his subordinates were all full of energy. ”

"As for now......"

"Shut up!" Carrying a sandbag, his face turned red, and the War Bishop finally couldn't help but roar.

"You see, how energetic." Medici turned his head and waved at the Dark Sage, "Five more squats for all." ”

"Yes." The Dark Sage struggled to tighten the corners of his mouth.

"As soon as the lad came, he announced, 'Old thing, you should give way to the new!' Then challenge me openly, I like such ambitious kids, it's fun to toss. ”

Medici chuckled heartily and pointed his finger unceremoniously at Tony Towne. Although Medici himself also has a lot of hanging colors, unlike the embarrassment of the other party, these scars are just the right set off to the fierce and flamboyant temperament exuded by the Medici who appeared.

"Well, if you have the guts, let's go and kill your body, right?"

At such a close distance, Amon quickly noticed that there was something abnormal about the wounds on Medici's body, not only was her skin pale as a whole, but there was no blood in the wounds, and there were gears and bullet yellow under the broken skin.

"This body is a puppet, commissioned by craftsmen, and its ability to bear it is limited."

She yawned, a little dissatisfied with the craftsman's craftsmanship: "I'm afraid that kid hasn't reached the demigod yet, and the things he made can't help me use at all, so I still directly grab the body of a demigod hunter and let him transform it for me." ”

Sauron suddenly appeared again: "Don't rob my family's people, the rest doesn't matter!" ”

Medici pressed his left mouth and laughed loudly: "How many demigods are there in the Sauron family now?" A dog who has been a dog for the Eternal Sun for more than a thousand years, and after being overthrown, he can't even restore it, and his hot face sticks to the cold ass of the Eternal Flame! I might as well rob Einhorn's house! ”

Another conquistador appeared on the right and coldly joined the conversation: "I have no opinion. ”

"I made Einhorn an angel family and fought for the family until the last moment, and since my descendants have become royalty, they should repay me for my favor."

"Heh, then I took the body of your descendant, and you are the most adaptable, so you can use this to compete with me for dominance?" Medici gritted his teeth hard and pushed his right mouth back, "Dream, it's not your turn to command me." ”

Amon didn't care much about Medici's evil bickering, and didn't want to know how Medici managed to defeat the 3 and 4 6s, he leaned back as hard as Edward's Zarathu, trying to get away from the handsome face. Meanwhile, Amon is secretly tweaking the target of the fraud, discovering that the target can only have an accurate effect on Medici if he chooses the "Red Spirit".

However, Medici had been prepared for a long time, constantly strengthening his knowledge of the things around him to resist fraud, and even connected to Amun's "Psychic Link" first, and they are now similar in strength, between the personality gap, Amon was forced to pull into Medic's communication range after defrauding the link object twice.

Medici was happy as soon as he connected Amon's heart: "The Red of War Subordinates? What's that I won't tell you? ”

Amon's expression contorted, and for the first time, he felt the same way as someone who had stolen his heart.

"What's the matter, little crow, don't you continue to cheat?"

"Oh, I've been pulled into your psychic link, sharing your person and authority to a certain extent. If I cheat 'Medici' now, I'll be tricked myself......" Amon saw through the trick, snorted coldly, and finally decided to speak, "I'm not here for you, Medici, I'm here for my father. I'm about to leave for a long time to say goodbye to my father. ”

"It's weird."

When it comes to the real creator, Medici is still a little more restrained. In his lifetime, he could hear a real "goodbye" from the mouth of a creature like Amun, and Medici became more and more interested in this individual. A bunch of words rolled around the corners of his mouth twice, and the red angel finally only said this sentence: "The Lord has not seen anyone recently, and I can't see him, you can go and pray and try." ”

With that, Medici let go of his hand and disconnected the psychic link, and Amon immediately stole the distance and moved out, walking in the direction of the mansion without looking back.

The Dark Sage also temporarily retired, saying that he would come back to supervise the hunters and add five thousand squats.

Seeing that both of them were far away, Medici smacked his lips in annoyance, turned around and returned to the hunters.

Tony Donn stared at Medici's back, and was startled when he saw her suddenly turn around, and the two looked at each other, and Donn not only did not flinch, but glared back with more fierce eyes.

Medici looked at him with interest: "Not convinced? ”

As she spoke, she slowly came to him: "I thought that the Lord had prepared a good army for me, but I didn't expect it to be a group of arrogant hairy boys. ”

"It's obvious that you are deceiving people too much!" The War Bishop roared, but unfortunately in the "reality augmented" environment, it was already his limit to be able to carry forty sandbags without falling, and he couldn't even stand up, he could only use his eyes as a weapon, "If we ...... one-on-one"

"If you lose, you lose, where is there so much nonsense."

Medici raised her hand, her wrist parted in the middle, the parts moving smoothly and reorganizing, the palm of her hand spreading, and her forearm became twice as thick in the blink of an eye, turning into a black hole barrel, the muzzle of the palm brewing a dangerous yellow light.

The muzzle of the gun was facing Tony Towne's face, and Medici, who admired the subtle expression of the other party's panic and forbearance, couldn't help but sneer: "I should really thank that little craftsman, these wonderful ideas have helped me a lot." ”

"It's good that your skills are not as good as being beaten, and you didn't have a fair duel when you challenged me with your subordinates?"

Medici, who is an extraordinary Gatling in his left hand and an extraordinary energy cannon in his right hand, is in a good mood, and his language is becoming more and more ruthless:

"Don't be ashamed of your little ability, it's better to be pragmatic than to try to build the world where the extraordinary one you want to control everything, and go and re-digest the conspirators as soon as possible."

355

After an afternoon of waiting, the materials finally arrived, and Crane immediately began to mix potions. After the concoction was successful, he took the bottle of "Faceling" potion and walked steadily back to the second floor, entering the bedroom where the curtains had long been drawn.

Locking the door, he sat on the edge of the bed, and with the help of meditation, calmed his slightly agitated and restless mood. After sitting upright for more than ten seconds, Crane unscrewed the cap of the bottle, raised his right hand, and poured all the potions into his mouth.

The slight tingling sensation echoed through his mouth and esophagus, eventually fermenting into an unconscious paralysis.

Crane's spirit seemed to be detached from his body, and he saw his mouth melting, his nose melting, his ears melting, his eyes melting, his whole face melting!

In just two or three seconds, his face, his head, turned into fire-roasted ash, and his body had a similar abnormality, his bones and skin seemed to be dissolved by blood.

No, this cannot be allowed to happen! Crane knew that if he didn't control it well, he would be on the verge of losing control at any time.

"Spectator" he tried to return his thoughts to his body, trying to visualize the image of layers of light balls, and trying to maintain a meditative state.

After a short but repeated attempt, he finally felt his body again, and tried his best to control the tiny parts in order to stand firm on the final bottom line.

Melting and dissolving came again and again, and Crane didn't know how long he held on, and finally waited until the end, and regained the feeling of his body belonging.

At this moment, he knew that he had finally crossed that threshold, stepped into Sequence 6, and became a "Faceling"!

Crane wasn't sweating, but he was unusually tired, and he barely stood up and walked to the full-length mirror, trying to see what he looked like.

In the light of the gas fireplace, he took two steps back, and the ground clattered.

The sight in the mirror is terrifying!

Crane saw that his face and exposed skin were covered with dense sturdy granulations, which would make all normal creatures tingle just by seeing it, and they would subconsciously resist, and if they were a little more timid, they might even lose their minds.

I know how to play and have thoroughly digested the "magician" potion, and the promotion sequence 6 is quite difficult, only two or three steps away from getting out of control, and those extraordinary people who rely on the accumulation of time and are barely qualified to take the corresponding potion do not know how much risk they will endure, and the probability of failure is definitely not low...... It's no wonder that Sequence 7 is more common within the major churches, serving as captains and bishops at the relatively junior level, and by Sequence 6, the number of people begins to plummet...... Crane closed his eyes and stepped back into his chair.

With the help of "meditation", he reins in the overflowing spirituality and restores his exhaustion.

After about ten minutes, all the disgusting flesh buds on his body had subsided and melted into the flesh.

Whew, Crane exhaled, walked back to the full-length mirror, and looked at himself with a ring of beard.

Suddenly, the whiskers began to wriggle, and the flesh and skin underwent strange changes like half-dissolved wax blocks.

engulf

In a second or two, Crane returned to his previous appearance: a black-haired brown boy with ordinary facial features, a clean face, a deep contour, and a slightly thin figure.

He quietly looked at his past self, stretched out his right hand, and pressed it to his face.

With a slight touch, Crane's face changed again, the bridge of his nose was high, his lips were extremely thin, he was handsome with a little delicateness, and there was a pride between his eyebrows and eyes that could not be hidden, it was the vampire Emlyn White.

It's a little shorter...... He laughed to himself.

At this time, the bones and ligaments in his body made a clicking sound, and the whole person was a little higher, and in terms of appearance, there was no difference from Emlyn White.

I've found that I can accurately recall the appearance and temperament of everyone I know and grasp their unique scent...... Crane's pores wriggle, and the body changes accordingly, and the smell on the body is different.

He looked into the full-length mirror again, letting his hairline slowly reced, and the color of his eyes turning a dark gray.

Silently, Dunn Smith seemed to reappear in front of him, staring at the team members in front of him, who were always reporting anomalies.

With a slow exhalation, Crane returned to his original form, but the corners of his mouth were still upturned.

He thought for a moment, took a few steps back, and wiped his face with his right hand.

When he looked in the mirror again, it was a middle-aged gentleman with brown hair and dark black eyes. The gentleman stared at him coldly, a cold smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

It really works, it's too similar...... Crane felt his hair tingle and struggled to control the urge to back away, even though he knew that the glassless Edward Vaughn in the mirror was not himself.

It is only a superficial change, not involving substance, and the temperament can only be ambiguous...... Also, I can only raise and shorten by 10 centimeters at the moment, beyond which it is difficult to do so...... Also, there is a limit to how big and small the head can be, and I can't simulate a half-giant-like head like Father Utravsky...... Also, you can only observe the appearance and temperament characteristics of the target in an instant, and you can't know what he is doing, and it is easy to expose it when you meet an "audience" like Miss "Justice...... Hehe, in the "Joker" stage, it is the "Clown" who restrains the "audience", but in the "Faceling" stage, it is somewhat restrained by the "audience", which is interesting......

Thinking of this, Crane no longer changes, returning to the image of Sherlock Moriarty.

Divination, fighting, and the magician's extraordinary abilities have all been enhanced, but how much they have improved can only be confirmed through practice, and I will find time to go to the Kragg Club tomorrow...... Crane took one last look and went downstairs to pick up the mess.

After dealing with the tail of his hand, he quickly washed up and got into the bed.

Lying there, looking at the crimson moonlight outside the window, he gradually became stable and peaceful with a little confidence.

After a few minutes like this, Crane slowly closed his eyes, smiled and said to himself in his heart:

"Good night, Faceling."

TBC

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I have a dream. Let the hunters fight with modern weapons.

Gunpowder weapons must be very suitable for hunters, and if the ammunition is empty, it can be used as a bomb by throwing it directly in someone's face and detonating it, but the cost is a bit high.