hunter rule

The dark night really has a strange feeling.

Nero was inexplicably afraid.

Familiar corners of the town have become a little strange.

"The problem of sleepwalking is huge, and Inulin should not be disturbed."

Nero tiptoed.

Soon, Ju Tang stopped in front of an ordinary house. Nero didn't recognize this place. He was a little surprised. Is there anything else in Broom Town that he didn't know about?

The front door of the house is paved with small pebbles, and the winding sides are lined with unnamed wild flowers.

The door slowly opened, and a short black figure made a hoarse voice.

"Come in."

It seemed to be a woman's voice, with a strange sharpness, and to Nero's ears it sounded like the voice that a medieval witch should make.

"It feels...something's not right."

Nero's expression changed.

Let’s not talk about whether Ju Tang-san sleepwalked; the appearance of this house is very strange.

Nero grew up in Broom Town, and he knows every inch of the town.

Appearing out of thin air...

abnormal!

Nero was inspired.

There is a great possibility that Inulin encountered something abnormal!

Abnormalities are not something that can be dealt with by oneself. The kingdom has taught Nero since he was young to only do what he can.

Extraordinary factors are involved, so we must go to the vigilance team...

Nero worriedly watched Ju Tang's back disappearing from the inside of the door.

"Ju Tang-san, you have to wait for me!"

The young man had a plan in mind, and just when he raised his head, his body suddenly felt as cold as falling into an ice cellar.

Everything around is black.

Endless black, I don't know when, nothing can be seen.

"There's something wrong with my eyes...no!"

Nero opened his eyes wide and saw a black shadow standing in front of him.

"One, unlucky guy."

The short figure wore a strange-shaped hat and made the sound that a [Witch] should make, which was bad and deep.

"What happened."

A man's voice came from inside the house.

"It's nothing, just a little guy who went astray."

The black shadow had an exaggerated smile.

"Then bring them in together."

Nero was drowsy and felt that time was a little blurry in his eyes. He bit his tongue hard and tried to wake himself up.

here it is……

There is a strange place inside the house. Two people wearing masks are surrounding the fireplace, one is tall and the other has a punk haircut.

But since it was not the season to warm up the fire, they just lit a careful kerosene lamp.

Behind them, Ju Tang stood expressionless.

In the faint light of the fire, Nero could clearly see the person holding his arm.

A short woman with a face full of wrinkles and hollow eyes filled with terrifying malice.

The punk-headed guy laughed and looked at the woman strangely.

"Don't look at me like that." The woman's expression became more and more distorted: "The security team is in the village. If you want to avoid alerting them, there are very few extraordinary powers that can be used."

"Mental control already consumes a lot of psychic energy, but you still have to look at your eyes?"

"Is the order system inherently inferior?"

The woman's voice was extremely high-pitched.

The leading man wearing a mask straightened his back: "Witch, my companions have no such intention."

companion……

Nero lowered his head.

"Witch, I know you have resentment in your heart. After this mission is over, I will hand over the Rotten Bones to you so that you can take a further step on the extraordinary road."

"Given time, it is not yet possible to become a trainee-level expert."

The leading man seemed to be smiling.

The woman known as the witch rolled her eyes, her expression changed very quickly, and she let out a strange scream. At this moment, she stopped talking and just threw Nero to the ground.

The man didn't care about Nero on the ground, but looked at the expressionless Ju Tang.

"Psychic adaptability is seventy-six. The price of this kind of goods is dozens of times that of inferior goods."

"As long as she has the materials and appropriate rituals, she should be able to easily become a transcendent like us."

"What a pity, what a pity."

The man sighed.

Ju Tang remained silent, and the leading man shook his head.

"And there's a little guy."

Nero instantly felt like he was being stared at by a cold, poisonous snake.

The unusual touch made Nero's body twitch.

"You...who are you,"

Nero raised his head and asked in a low voice.

The man didn't seem to think that Nero would dare to speak first.

"We are a group of extraordinary beings who search everywhere to recruit capable extraordinary young people, trade extraordinary materials, and exchange knowledge..."

As the man spoke, he waved his hands, and he seemed to be getting more and more excited.

"This girl is your friend, right."

"She has great talent and was chosen by us..."

Masked man opens his hands.

"As for you, dear uninvited guest, you have broken into the mysterious extraordinary door. Congratulations!"

"Wow, I... can I participate too?"

Nero said in surprise.

"Of course, provided you put down the weapon behind you..."

The masked man immediately took action, grabbed Nero's neck and lifted him up.

Bang.

There was the sound of a sapper's shovel falling on the ground.

"It's very interesting, witch. He just obeyed my words, but his body was facing you."

The leading masked man laughed twice.

The witch was stunned, and her empty eyes began to twist.

"He wanted to find the weakest hostage in this situation. He has excellent decisiveness, but it's a pity that he can't sell it for a lot of money."

"It's a pity, the idea is good, but..."

The masked man's voice turned cold.

"We are extraordinary beings, the masters of this world, the existences that open the mysterious door... Guys like you who don't know whether to live or die really make me very irritated."

The punk-headed man next to the witch and the masked man showed a mocking smile.

The man's arms are like iron pincers.

There was no way Nero could shake such a terrifying power.

Unable to resist, completely unable to contend.

"Shepherd, you can't sell such goods at a high price, right?"

The witch coughed: "Slave traders in the Alliance don't like guys with such a personality either."

She casually picked up an instrument and pointed it at Nero's body. It took about a few minutes.

"Sure enough, such trash has only the talent of trash, and can only be an ordinary person for the rest of his life." The woman's face was filled with smiles, as if she was a superior being far beyond Nero.

"Unlike us, powerful extraordinary beings..."

The shepherd smiled softly: "Get rid of it. It can't be sold for any money. It's still a burden. If the [Supervisors] discover it, we will be dead."

At the mention of the Supervisory Army, the punk next to Shepherd shuddered.

"By the way, how many more times do we have to do this?"

Punk lowered his head: "The central agency is becoming more and more strict, just in case...I mean just in case..."

"Trash, if you don't want to do it, don't do it. If you don't dare to go to the front lines to kill Alliance dogs and demons, you don't even dare to do this. Then you'll only be a mid-level guy for the rest of your life!"

"Only when you become a trainee can you become a true transcendent!"

As the witch spoke, she danced with her hands and her eyes went crazy.