Chapter 176: Self-Cultivation of the Prey

It takes the person who tied the bell to untie it.

This kind of conflict between father and son, or even father and daughter, cannot be solved by an outsider like Kenmei Isayama.

Moreover, the fire not only burned the Curse Master Association, but also burned his head.

"Have you heard? As long as you kill that little girl, you can get a bounty of 50 million."

"And if you kill her three protectors, you can get an additional 20 million for each head."

"Is it true? That would be a total of 110 million, right?"

The underground dark web of the Curse Master's website has been boiling these days, because an unknown sponsor has posted a large number of tasks on the website, and the task bounty has exceeded 100 million at once!

An unknown person released the picture of the real astral plasma, and the little girl with the headband, her location and position were all exposed.

The insider of the Curse Master Association took the initiative to expose her location. That night, the Curse Master Association found out who leaked the secret, but when they found it, it was already dead, and he died unexpectedly that night.

The same information is also available for the three protectors,

which are the headshots of Kenmei Isayama, Gojo Satoru, and Geto Suguru. Because it is the exposed information of the Curse Master Association, the photos taken when they were registered in the Curse Master Association are used.

The photo of Gojo Satoru is the "best looking", with his mouth open, his tongue exposed, and his thumb making the famous throat-cutting gesture.

However, on the website's bounty order, there are only their bald heads, and no other introductions or anything. In particular, the most important art content and combat methods that can be used as the basis for the curse master to accept orders, no information has been leaked at all.

In fact, this does not comply with the regulations of the Curse Master's underground dark web, because the assassination mission must be the art, personal habits. There are also some private information that is all gathered in the intelligence, so as to increase the success rate of the Curse Master to kill the Curse Master.

Generally speaking, the Curse Master is a step higher than the Curse Master, because they all receive orthodox education.

And the inheritance of the Curse Master is basically broken, with missing arms and legs. Because the curses and spells of the old antiques of the previous generation were extremely cruel and bad, and sometimes they also required human sacrifices, which led to these antisocial lunatics often being encircled and suppressed by regular cursers on a large scale.

So when accepting a mission, the intelligence of the curser is particularly important.

No one has ever accepted such a mission in the past, but considering that the reward is 100 million to put it bluntly, even the dog raised by the curser wants to participate.

100 million is worth a small goal, what else is there to consider? So the cursers in the whole circle are boiling.

And in order to mobilize the enthusiasm of these cursers, the sponsor of this release has specially set a deadline, which is 12 o'clock tomorrow.

"So my vacation is ruined."

Isayama Kenmei originally thought that he could be free for a while, but he received a notice from the Curse Association. For safety reasons, the three of them went separately and set out immediately to protect the astral plasma.

"Is that 20 million?"

"Yes, it looks exactly like the one on the bounty website."

"You're riding the train so brazenly, who are you looking down on?"

Two new Curse Masters who looked like they believed the bounty on the Curse Master Association's website and couldn't wait to jump out.

Why do we say they are newcomers? Because the veterans are waiting for these newcomers to come first.

The information about Curse Masters is what the veteran Curse Masters really want to obtain.

"This lunch is so disgusting."

"Kenmei Isayama" took two bites of the lunch sold everywhere on the Shinkansen.

"The damn Curse Master Association made me work overtime again."

He also realistically unscrewed the mineral water bottle next to him and gulped down several mouthfuls.

He cursed while eating.

He looked like a poor worker who was exploited by the Curse Master Association and had to eat a few bites of food on the road to solve his own food and clothing problems. This look is really miserable.

When they saw the target touched his stomach after eating, his face suddenly became very ugly, and they were immediately happy.

"The medicine worked!"

The group put special poison in all the lunch boxes in the restaurant, but it was just a homemade recipe they made.

Because controlled drugs are not only managed by the Metropolitan Police Department, but also by the Curse Master Association, it is already the limit to be able to mix a poison that can kill ordinary people.

"The physique of a curse master is far superior to that of an ordinary person. Waiting for this kind of drug that kills ordinary people can only make them painful but not fatal."

The curse master on the side stopped his eager partner and asked him to wait a little longer.

"Wait until the drug works better, then we will take action."

Sure enough, after a while, as the drug took effect, the target began to bleed from his mouth and began to twitch all over.

"Help."

This abnormality quickly attracted the attention of the passengers next to him, and some women even began to scream loudly.

"Hurry up, that person seems to be dying."

When the target of the task was confirmed. After this scene was not pretended, the two curse masters looked at each other, quickly took out a pair of black stockings and put them on their heads.

"Now."

The two young curse masters each took out a handmade shotgun from their backpacks.

Although they were young and inexperienced, they had all the caution that veterans should have, and they grasped the rhythm perfectly.

Even when facing a poisoned sorcerer who was about to die, the curse master still used guns to consume the poison for safety.

Bullets that are highly threatening to the human body can usually force the sorcerer to perform a spell.

Besides, in their opinion, the opponent was already at the end of his strength and had no power to fight back at all. Now he took out the gun just for safety.

"What can still move?"

When one of the sorcerers saw the task target looking in their direction and then his fingers moved slightly, he immediately noticed a slight difference in the air.

This was the prelude to the spell.

"It's really a monster."

The curse master, with his eyes wide open, clenched the gun in his hand and pulled the trigger without any hesitation.

He was terrified that the task target could still move, but he was also extremely grateful.

"It's great to be able to prepare poison in advance."

"Bang!"

Although the gun body of the homemade cannon made by hand was shaking every time it fired, its power was indeed as powerful as the original one, and it had not been castrated at all.

The two guys even put some effort into the bullets. There was gunpowder hidden in the steel balls, which could explode again.

Dozens of bullets were given powerful kinetic energy and ejected together like a rainstorm of pear blossoms, producing amazing destructive power.

Not to mention the flesh and blood, even the seats made of composite materials with a certain strength were penetrated by bullets. In their eyes, "Kenmei Isayama"'s fingers, palms, and even the upper half of his arms were all broken, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

And there were tiny holes on his body, which were produced by the steel balls. It was said before that these steel balls had gunpowder in them and could explode.

So almost the moment they were hit in. The gunpowder inside began to explode.

"Bang bang bang!"

The dents that were hit were directly exploded at this moment, which was originally extremely miserable. Several large-area wounds appeared on the surface of the body. The wounds were very deep, and basically the bones could be seen directly. The blood was dripping, and the white bones looked extremely terrifying.

The blood splashed on "Kenmei Isayama" was all splashed on the kind-hearted people watching, and the steel balls ejected at the same time.

The two black holes really made the originally chaotic carriage even more chaotic. The panicked crowd almost stood up immediately as if they were going to run out.

The killing range was extremely large, and accompanied by loud gunshots, it was simply the beginning of a sprint race.

"Shoot!"

The cursers had no mercy and pulled the trigger at these innocent people. This was to clear the field.

The two brothers were one in front and one behind. Bullets were pouring wildly over there.

They even included those cursers, because they knew that these were also competitors and unstable factors.

As for why those cursers couldn't react, it was the spell of one of the brothers.

Thin illusion

You can specify an object to disappear from everyone's sight, and the attack it launches is also invisible.

Bullets flew densely, bullets poured out like raindrops, red blood scattered all over the sky, and lives were killed instantly without even being able to scream. The entire passenger cabin of the Shinkansen seemed to have become a hell on earth, with broken limbs and arms everywhere, big eyeballs everywhere, and a strange mixture of blood, flesh and internal organs. These disgusting things were all soaked in blood.

The clean carriages in front and behind you. Now. Full of bloodstains formed a sharp contrast. The impact of these cruel scenes in front of you gave people an unexpected visual impact.

After a while, all the bullets in the brothers' guns were fired, and the field became very quiet, without any other movement.

As for the guilt of killing so many people. What is that? Can guilt be full? Can it bring them money?

These people just killed them casually. They can only blame their bad luck and bought a route with a large group of curse masters.

"Let's go and see our 20 million."

But the brothers did not notice the abnormal history. Whether it was the blood of the curse masters or the blood of the passengers, it seemed to have life at this moment, and was gradually gathering from a distance.

If the different blood had marks, it might be like small arrows, similar to a weather vane pointing directly to that side.

It was just ignored because the ground was covered with blood, and the final destination of the blood was their target "Isayama Kenmei".

"To be safe, shoot again."

The older curse master stopped the younger curse master and put his hand on the muzzle of his gun to prevent him from pulling the trigger.

"No need, he looks like that, if he can come back alive, I'll eat shit for you to see."

"You should be glad that our previous attack did not destroy the head, otherwise it would be really hard to tell who he is."

When the curse master handed over the task, he usually cut off the head of the task target, so that it would be the most recognizable.

"Okay, cut off the head."

"The longer we wait, the worse it will be for us. After all, everyone wants to get the 20 million."

"Yes."

"Swipe", that was the sound of the sharp blade coming out of the sheath.

Just cut along the wound and the gap between the bones, and the head was cut off skillfully with almost no resistance.

"Speaking of which, this thing is not much different from us. Why is it so valuable?"

"Who knows?"

Another curse master was originally packing up these guns, but when he raised his head inadvertently, he suddenly saw that the bloody head in his hand seemed to open his eyes and blinked.

"Ahhh."

The sudden shock scared him so much that he stepped back several steps in a row.

He said in panic.

"This guy is still alive."

"What a joke, he cut off his head, how can he still live?"

When he saw his companion's ugly appearance, the curse master couldn't believe it at all. He thought that his companion saw this bloody scene and had hallucinations.

He couldn't help but sneer.

"You look so timid."

But the guy who was ridiculed. The expression on his face was even more terrified at this moment. Because he saw that the head with eyes closed at the beginning was now fully open.

"I'll cut off his head. Don't make me laugh to death. How can he survive like this?"

"Actually, if you just cut off his head, he can't do anything to me."

Who is talking?

The person holding his head in one hand. Suddenly, he felt creepy, and there was a slight chill in his back.

Soon, he also realized something was wrong. The sound seemed to come from the head in his hand that was still dripping with blood.

"Look, I'm still alive."

The head of "Kenmei Isayama" had its eyeballs rolling around, and finally stared at the two of them, looking quite exaggerated and terrifying.

The person in his hand was thrown out like a hot potato.

"Monster!!!"

But just as he got out of his hand, a black and red sludge-like object with a faint glow appeared around the head, gushing out and connecting the broken body together.

This strange scene beyond common sense broke the defense of the cursers, and they picked up their guns and fired again.

Now it is not a question of getting through, but whether they can get out alive.

"Jiashan Kenmei's" head was shot through, but it grew back almost at a very fast speed. His upper body was almost beaten into a pulp, but it was restored to its original state.

It felt like the pile of things in front of him had no entity, and was made purely of blood. Even "Jiashan Kenmei's" body became more active because it absorbed the blood of the corpses on the ground.

An almost black and red shadow directly covered the entire carriage. Things similar to eyes began to appear on the walls, which looked extremely evil and terrifying.

And the deepest part of those blood-colored pools seemed to be home to many terrifying and ferocious hounds, grinning, and countless black and red centipedes were densely entangled.

"The game is over, curse masters."

The roles of prey and hunter were fixed at the beginning, but the clever "hunter" often appeared as a non-threatening "prey".

If all this is just a trap, and such a scene is staged in three places at the same time, how should the curse masters deal with it?

The actual amount is 4400. I’m still revising the text. I just closed my eyes and fell asleep, and almost didn’t have time to upload it. I’ll ask the editor to add a title tomorrow.