Even without that fleeting aura fluctuation, Ken and his team could still have a clear direction.
Because the embodied ability of companion Genbul, "Gambler's Fantasy", has an "absolutely fulfilling" mechanism within a reasonable range when redeeming prizes.
Just use the jackpot to cash in the direction you want. There is no reason not to "cash in".
This is also the confidence that Ken and the others can have a clear direction.
"The location is confirmed."
In the driver's seat was a tall, dark-skinned man with short hair.
This man is none other than Genbre, who possesses the ability of "Gambler's Fantasy".
"Then you don't need this."
He controlled the steering wheel with one hand, glanced at the direction of the scenic spot, and then reached out the window with his other hand, shaking off a handful of blood.
Ken, who was in the passenger seat, noticed Genbul's move of shaking off the blood and praised with a smile: "Genbul, it's a good thing to have confidence."
The blood that Genbul dumped came from Hawke.
"Blood, return to your master."
This is what Genbre cashed in with a jackpot.
Then they came here under the guidance of blood, but before they reached the end, they sensed the sudden burst of resentful aura fluctuations.
Although it only lasted for about a second, it was enough for them to determine their location.
That's why Genbul confidently threw away Hawke's blood to terminate the effect of his ability.
When Ken saw this scene, he couldn't help praising Genbul for his confidence, but in his heart he scolded Genbul for being crazy.
Unable to detect Ken's true thoughts, Genbre grinned and stepped on the accelerator.
Accompanied by the roar of the engine like a beast, the black car suddenly accelerated and headed forward.
The five black cars following him saw this and could only increase their accelerator to keep up.
"What's wrong with Genbul? Even if he takes the lead on such a bad road, he dares to press the accelerator like this. Hasn't his mind considered the problem of a tire blowout?"
In one of the cars, a long-haired man wearing sunglasses who was driving was cursing.
Sitting in the passenger seat was Sivir, who was still wearing revealing clothing.
She was used to Genbul's sudden illness and did not echo the long-haired man's words.
"Bang!"
At this moment, there was a loud noise from the front.
The long-haired man and Sivir walked out.
Genbul's car hit the rock wall and the whole car was deformed.
Under the strong impact, Genbre and Ken, who were telepaths, were fine, but the three armed members sitting behind the car were not so lucky and died on the spot.
"That idiot..."
The long-haired man sighed and immediately braked to a stop.
He and Sivir got out of the car, and the cars behind them also stopped one after another.
"What a broken tire."
Genbre, who was safe and sound, kicked the severely deformed car without paying attention to the three accompanying armed members who died tragically in the car.
Ken stood nearby.
He was holding a long black sheath sword in his hand, and his expression was calm and calm, as if his mood was not affected by Genbul's bad operation.
The long-haired man who came over didn't bother to look at Genbre and said to Ken: "There is no extra space in other cars. You two can just walk."
"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry."
Ken smiled slightly, pointed to the sky that had not yet darkened, and said seriously: "No one thinks that we have to act in the daytime, right? "
The long-haired man looked up at the sky, then nodded.
Sivir, who was following behind him, forced to swallow the words that were about to come to his mouth.
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The top of the scenic spot and the temple atrium.
hard to imagine--
A zombie face that looked like tree bark actually showed such rich expressions at this moment.
After all, only the mind-killing master can deeply understand the horror of "resentment".
This is because the way most masters remove the resentment is to first transfer the "grievance" to themselves, and then sublimate and digest the "grievance".
This kind of zero-distance contact, as well as the accompanying risks, are always reminding the mind-killing master of the danger.
Arisl just took a close look at the aura exuded by "Libra" and completely lost the courage to have further contact with the "Libra".
That level of resentment was definitely beyond his reach.
Therefore, he subconsciously believed that he was superior to others. When he was frightened, he simply admitted his lack of ability in public.
However--
Hawke then pointed out to Arisl the real object to be removed.
It's not the "Libra" that burst out with a terrifying aura just now, but the gas expression on the rat treasure's tail.
The look of horror on Arisel's face has not yet calmed down. Under Hawke's guidance, he slowly looked at the rat treasure's tail and remained silent.
After Moyou and Chiduo calmed down, they also looked at Shu Bao.
In their eyes, the breath at the end of Shubao's tail is nothing special, and they don't feel any threat.
Hawke didn't explain, and directly removed the ability.
"One way"
The straight mark on Shubao's head suddenly glowed with green light.
At the same time, the surface of the "air ball" at the end of its tail quietly sprouted fine blood filaments, covering the entire ball of air at an extremely fast speed.
"Paji."
Shubao called softly.
Before he finished speaking, the bloodshot air mass shrank, shriveled, and finally disappeared like a deflated balloon.
at the same time.
Lines of black resentment like earthworms quietly emerged and spread from Hawke's face, neck, and arms.
Immediately afterwards, Hawke's body began to age.
The flesh on his face became sagging, many wrinkles appeared on his forehead, and his thick beard was dyed white.
Just a second or two.
His originally strong figure had suddenly lost weight.
Seeing Hawke's sudden change, Moyu, Chiduo, and Arisl all had shocked expressions on their faces.
Aging, dying, turning into ashes.
This is the price "Libra" paid for Hawke.
What’s even more terrifying is——
This price will be passed down through the bloodline.
In other words, once Hawke dies, this aging phenomenon will be transferred to Moyo.
"Mr. Arisl, this resentment attached to me... I leave it to you."
Hawke's voice was much hoarse, but he didn't hide his expectation.
Arisl's eyes trembled and she looked at Hawk blankly.
What he saw and heard today can be said to have severely impacted his senses.
"I……"
Arisl hesitated.
He wanted to refuse, but the pride he had developed over the years was tugging at his thoughts.
"let me try……"
Arisl did not refuse in the end.
Hawke, who was in an aging state, breathed a sigh of relief, at least he could see hope.
"Hawk."
Moyu walked over quickly and supported Hawke's old arm with complicated eyes.
Whether to eliminate thoughts——
The choice given deep in the consciousness seems to be an innate instinct without any sense of violation.
