holo hunter

Four years ago, Ground World National Forest Park.

"What, you said you still can't awaken your own Potze, right?"

In front of a fire lit by dead branches, an adult man is sitting. His glazed hair is not very long, and his delicate facial features are exposed under the razor-cut bangs on his forehead. He is paired with round brass earrings.

, there is a sharp sense of oppression. Under the dark green vest is the lean abdominal muscle line. When the sight falls on the waist, you can see a slender scabbard, and the jade-white hilt looks like a sword under the firelight.

Shining like morning light peeled off by the sun.

"Yes. I don't know why. Although I have mastered the technique of Bofu under your guidance, when I actually control it, I always feel that there is an extra layer of interference in my body. It feels like it is my own room.

, but it was as if strangers were entering and exiting at will. I have no idea what kind of situation this is."

"If you don't, then you don't. Anyway, you don't have any reason to fight, so why don't you just quietly enjoy this period of time without Potze? You must know that having Potze is not the only way for you to grow at this stage."

"But -" Lou Zhe still couldn't calm down.

"But everyone else has it, but you don't, right?" The fire lit by dry wood made a crackling sound, probably because there was still water hidden in the tree trunks.

In the flickering firelight, the man's face became hot, and he continued, "This is the uniqueness of your life. If you were the same as everyone else, there would be no need for you to be born in this world. I understand.

? From the moment you hang up this phone call, your life will only compete with yourself. Only compete with your unique self."

With the support of communication equipment, Lou Zhe, who is only twelve years old, is seeking help from the only senior he can trust.

On the other end of the phone was a man named Carlo.

In fact, his usual personality is not such a good one. At that time, in order to participate in the unqualified selection, when there was no place in Huqiu, it was Grandpa who entrusted Senior Carlo to use his privilege as an outstanding graduate of the Besei Ceremony to help him complete it.

Recommended to register. Then on the way to Alberomi, walking with Carlo, I also suffered a lot.

Carlo is not only rough in character, but also impatient. He can't help but lose his temper even after saying a few words. His only advantage is that he is good at making and repairing various instruments and weapons.

The two most common words that come out of my mouth are either "What are you doing here?" or "Just leave quickly if you have nothing to do." It seems that there is nothing that can be used as an example to learn from.

But there was only one thing that could change his attitude, and that was the red scorpion ripple engraved on Lou Che's left wrist.

"Actually, having a strategy is not necessarily a good thing. Combat is an ever-changing process. As long as you can take advantage of attack, defense, and treatment, you can still defeat your opponent in battle even if you only rely on flawless waves.

. Strategies, in a sense, just increase the possibility of winning. In this world, there is never any strategy that can directly make you die. So, don’t cry like a bitch.

Otherwise, I feel that leaving my recommendation quota to you would be the biggest stain in my life to this day."

Although he was already very polite, the violent temper that erupted from his vocal cords began to occupy Carlo's rational high ground again.

"I understand. After saying a few words, I started to lose patience again. After all, I trust senior, okay? I really do!"

Lou Che, who was angry at the other end, suddenly hung up the phone.

Sitting on the ground, I felt sulky.

"Why! Obviously others can do it, but I just can't."

Under the branches covered with dusky crows, Carlo raised his head and looked at the sky. In the starry night sky, there was not a single cloud in sight. He could probably guess the reason why the little guy couldn't inspire his Potze.

"Actually, waveguide is very complicated. It cannot be explained clearly in a few words. All psychological activities including happiness, anger, sadness, hatred, shame, determination, longing, etc. will lead to the form of waveguide expression.

It’s different. Not to mention that a special child like you still has the waveguide aura of your father, so it’s to be expected that you can’t figure it out.”

Carlo picked up the branches at his feet, loosened the fire, and said to himself: "This is good. Let your father fulfill his duties as a father."

The next second, he suddenly shouted: "Oh!"

The messy thoughts made him grab his hair involuntarily, and then he stared at a nest of chicken feathers and let out a long sigh. It was not that he was disappointed with the child, but he just remembered that a similar scene seemed to have happened when he was a child.

I can gradually understand his urgent mood.

When they are children, everyone longs to become an adult who is responsible for their own affairs. When you become an adult who is responsible for your own affairs, you realize that an adult who is responsible for your own affairs is actually nothing.

There is no freedom, ideals have disappeared, and there are very few things that can be protected. It is not at all the scene that I originally imagined in my mind.

Thinking of this, he took out his mobile phone again and dialed the number.

"what!"

"You seem to like to do stupid things, so I have to emphasize it again. No matter what happens, no matter what, you can't use the ability of ripple confinement on me. If you use it, then don't bother me again.

This is the most vicious punishment I can think of." This time, he had restrained his temper very much and said softly with a feeling of doting on his apprentice.

"I got it! Goodbye!"

The sound of hanging up the phone came from the receiver again, and he was not angry. If this guy could listen, then he could at least feel at ease for a while.

…

Scrap Area. Central Square of Inferior Gene Exhibition Hall.

Dai Xiangan was almost stunned when he looked at the bubbles of human beings that were constantly overflowing in front of him. The hurricane was spinning around the boy, separated by four floor tiles, but he could only frequently raise his arms to intercept those who were brought in from the ground.

Debris in the cyclone.

The next second, the entire holographic barrier began to fluctuate. Affected by the boy in front of him, even the breath of the child driving away from the square in the distance became unstable.

Not only that, the main body of the World Tree wailed, as if it was crying. At the same time, in the core area of ​​the giant tree, the willow's algae prayer patterns flashed continuously. When the clenched fist opened again, it was discovered that the palm had already

Totally soaked.

In front of him, the young man's eyes were filled with indescribable emotional factors. The whole world probably couldn't guess what was going on in this guy's mind.

"Senior Carlo, I'm sorry. This time, I may not be able to abide by the agreement I made with you."

Lou Zhe lowered his head and dug his fingertips into the ground.

…

Dai Xiangan looked at the waveguide that broke through the mirror realm and penetrated into the sky. The expression on his face was completely helpless. Although this was the first time he had seen Loulan's golden stunt, he had already heard about the side effects of this ability: if he wants to lift it

For this kind of corrugated confinement, aside from the at least ten years of life expectancy, the damage caused to the body after use is almost irreparable.

"Are you really going to do this? Understand that when she wakes up, her hemisphere will definitely be damaged after being hit by the melt bomb. By then, she may have forgotten you forever."

After saying this, the two people standing in the square fell into silence. The falling leaves were picked up by the wind and slowly fell down again.

——

"I don't care." Lou Zhe opened his mouth slightly, and before losing his self-awareness, he replied calmly.

The scorpion tail generated from the tail bone swings back and forth in the air with sharp barbs. The density of the air even begins to thicken, like a liquid.

Dai Xiangan could see clearly that the death row lock could no longer restrain the building in this state. The waveguides wrapped around his body even began to tear apart the space in the scrap area.

"Has it almost reached the level of one-tenth of the entire World Tree?"

The dripping sweat made his breathing quicken. Now, he could no longer be as calm as before. As long as he was not careful, the next second, as the chief of the arrest section of the Santorius Heart Laboratory,

You will die suddenly here.

Fortunately, with the help of the Death Prisoner's Burial Lock, the young man was at least subject to a layer of restrictions that could not be broken. But he never thought that the boy in front of him was one of the carriers of the Ripple Curse Seal. This kind of being is the most elite of only one race.

The power of the curse that only the body can inherit is one of the top five existences in the holographic world.

"The Loulan clan? The tree-shou clan has a mission. It's no wonder that he can break through the holographic barrier and even trigger the resonance of the World Tree."

Everything that follows is a decisive battle for this boy's life.

So it begins.

The waveguide boiling in Lou Zhe's arm was wrapped in the shape of a scorpion's pincer. He was gently lifted up, and the piercing air flow came to him in an instant before Dai Xiangan could read it.

He opened his palms with all his strength, and the life forms in the distance didn't even move. Just the air pressure from raising his hands shattered the created kaleidoscopic mirror and scattered it in all directions.

Barely blocked it, right?

Dai Xiangan's eyes flickered back and forth. Then, Lou Che lowered his body again, and while accumulating strength, he set off a circular light wave that shook the surroundings.

The next second, the mirror domain covering it began to crack from the top, until the setting sun on the side and the moonlight on the top illuminated the earth again.

"Did it just break into pieces?"

Before Dai Xiangan could come to his senses, he was galloping around the rutted building in the square. The passing snake-like trajectory carried blazing red flames, just like ignited blood, overdrawn bit by bit.

The boy had little future left. The sky was filled with sand and dust, and golden vortices surrounded the building. The target whose eyes were locked disappeared in an instant.

"Will you die at the age of thirty-two? No, actually living to the age of twenty-two is already a lot."

"Ice crystal six gates." Dai Xiangan shouted.

The move used this time was not to surround the building rut, but to intercept Dai Xiangan's rest in the building rut one by one, just like Rashomon.

The extended scorpion pincer instantly destroyed all the mirror surfaces. Among the transparent fragments, the sudden pincer hit Dai Xiangan's lower abdomen. The originally gathered wave armor was instantly dented, and the flesh was torn apart layer by layer. Sliding step

The figure on the back suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and then shot like a bullet into the ten-story building behind him.

Under Lou Zhe's gaze, a layer of collapsed dust and smoke rolled up in the center of the building, and the swaying scorpion tail continued to capture the enemy's breath.

"This - the wave armor defense is useless in front of him. If I hadn't relied on the Yata mirror to help me share half of the damage, all my ribs would have been broken just now. What should I do? Next, if I don't use

If you have other mirror abilities, you can use the Yata Mirror again, but if you use other mirrors, the Yata Mirror will fall into a ten-minute confinement stage."

Dai Xiangan collapsed against the wall of the residential area, his head lowered, and the bloodshot eyes slowly overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

When he managed to stand up while holding his wound, the monster in the distance was still swaying its tail, eager for him to return to the battlefield again.