Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Ideas

Chapter 64 The nature of cursed props

[Youwin! 】

Large black characters jumped out of the blood-colored screen, and a series of prompts lit up.

[Congratulations on your completion of the first hunt. Your title of sly hunter has been given a special blessing: the hatred of the prey. 】

[The hatred of the prey]

[Attribute: The hunter is the most terrible hunter, as he hunts more prey, he will become stronger and stronger, until the day of failure, the current blessing: ghost puzzle suppression power +1. 】

[Who is the prey, complete! 】

[Mission completion: 100%, rewards: 3 years of life, small grievances. 】

A gloomy breath floated from the remains of the resentful scarecrow burned into charcoal and merged into Lin Hun's body.

With the integration of this breath.

Lin Hun felt something unclear in his body.

But this breath didn't last long.

It was sucked in by Lin Hun's heart.

[Your heart has absorbed the resentment breath of the prey, and it tastes good. It has a spicy taste. I hope to absorb more so that he can awaken more powerful abilities in the next step. 】

"???"

Looking at the prompt with a dazed expression, Lin Hun couldn't help scratching his head.

"How do you feel that these organs of mine are becoming more and more evil?"

First, the shadow swallowed a bunch of tricks and evolved.

Once again, the heart began to absorb the creepy resentment.

Lin Hun felt like he was running wildly in an inhuman direction and couldn't stop.

"alright."

Although I feel that I am far from normal human beings.

But his heart was still beating, and the blood was still hot.

Lin Hun doesn't think he is not a human being.

It's just that I have such a small special.

Not worth mentioning at all.

It's like some people have six fingers, some have hare lips, and some people have congenital heart disease.

Although a bit special, they are all humans.

No fuss at all.

Raising his hand, he picked up the crystal of resentment left by the resentment scarecrow on the ground and put it into his backpack. Lin Hun picked up the hatred sickle again.

As soon as he held the sickle in his palm, he felt a vicious and weird breath coming out of it, wanting to inject it into his body.

Hiss!

The power of the immortal grip on the palm of the hand collided with this breath, producing white smoke.

Obviously, this hatred sickle is not as powerful as the Rainy Night Butcher, and it cannot break through the protection of the Immortal Grip, affecting Lin Hun's spirit.

But this sickle is stronger than the crazy axe.

In the confrontation with Indestructible Grip, he didn't fall short.

[Your shadow said that you can give him the cursed props against disobedience, and he has a way to let this disobedient little thing know who is the real boss. 】

Holding a croaking sickle in his hand, Lin Hun's eyes popped up with a reminder.

Seeing this prompt, Lin Hun raised his eyebrows.

"So... does my shadow also need to be equipped?"

Mind moved.

The shadow spread under his feet, and the shadow body in a black suit stood out from the shadow.

"give it to you."

Handing the sickle of resentment to the shadow double, Lin Hun shook his hot palm.

The Indestructible Grip has been activated and will generate a huge amount of heat radiation.

While this kind of thermal radiation can resist the erosion of supernatural powers, it is also a bit hot.

Of course, this kind of hot hand is at most the degree of touching a porcelain cup that has just been poured into hot boiling water. Although it is hot, it will not hurt you very much.

With the power of the blood source of life, it can be repaired directly.

Start with the sickle.

The blood-red eyes of the shadow body lit up, and the crescent-shaped mouth was bigger, as if he was a little happy.

However, his style at this time didn't match the happiness at all.

Human leather shoes, dark red shirts, blood-colored ties, if there is life-twisting hair, combined with blood-red vortex eyes and a big meniscus grinning to the roots of the ears.

The shadow double holding the sickle of hatred in one hand is more like a villain than the villain.

[Your shadow likes this weapon very much, hates the sickle and likes the breath of your shadow very much, they have become close comrades in arms. 】

"Forehead……"

Silently looking at the shadow substitute who brushed the sickle on his shoulder, Lin Hun waved his hand.

Under his control, it seemed to sink into the bottom of the water, sinking into the shadow with a sickle of hatred.

"It seems that cursing props is also related."

Holding a rainy night butcher knife that looked like an extended arm, Lin Hun shrugged.

This hatred sickle was in his hands like a chaste woman who would rather die, but in the hands of the shadow substitute, it was like a little bitch who threw his arms and hugged him, taking the initiative.

This gave him a new understanding of the curse.

"Well... the night is still long, and I don't know what kind of monsters and monsters I will encounter next."

Putting the Yuye Butcher away, Lin Hun got into the car and started the engine.

The good start made him feel quite happy.

He is now looking forward to how many weird and strange talks he will encounter in the market tonight.

"Set off!"

Twisting the throttle, the engine roared again.

The taillights of the heavy locomotive quickly disappeared into the night.

Only two groups of wreckage on the ground were left.

Zizi!

Accompanied by a sound like sucking sounded.

The wreckage on the ground seemed to have been absorbed by something invisible, gradually shrinking and disappearing.