JOJO hiding in the hunter world

"Impossible! It can't possibly see my psychic beasts. Any living creature would have some kind of stress response in this situation, but it doesn't."

The girl blinked, looking blankly adorable. "Huh? What are you talking about, mister? What probing? What stress response?"

"Your thinking is rigid. Who told you that monsters can't see psychic energy at all?"

Jon suddenly became alert.

Hearing this, Jon also retreated a few steps, becoming wary, preferring to err on the side of caution.

He'd gotten a little cocky lately, becoming somewhat dismissive of opponents without psychic abilities after defeating a few big shots.

Indeed, it wasn't a given that monsters had psychic abilities. Jon recalled that he'd immediately pinned the Red Ogre to the ground upon encountering him.

The Red Ogre hadn't indicated that he could see the Stand. Jon had burst his eyeballs right away, and then his legs were broken, leaving him no chance.

We still don't know whether the Red Ogre saw Jon's Stand that day.

That ogre was too ruthless, leading Jon to develop a habitual way of thinking, classifying monsters as psychic beast-like beings who possessed psychic abilities...

But that shouldn't be the case. Monsters are able to control life energy; Jon had witnessed this with the Hundred-Eyed Demon.

The Hundred-Eyed Demon could definitely see the Stand, but it was unknown whether this was a common trait among monsters or as rare as psychic ability users among all humans.

There was no doubt that this girl had no inhuman aura. Jon could clearly see the slow dissipation of life energy from the girl's body with 'Nen'.

This energy couldn't be blocked unless someone had learned 'En', which was the most important factor in the superior physical strength of psychic ability users.

Jon couldn't help but take a few steps back, creating distance.

Jon suddenly felt a chill in his heart. This was bad. Although he had moved away from the girl, the direction he retreated in was towards the old house she was leading him to.

Peeling white paint stuck to the rammed earth walls. This old wall, seemingly decades old, would ultimately not escape this calamity, bursting open in the middle.

A white ray of light entangled Jon's body, instantly immobilizing both his hands.

Milky white, viscous stuff wrapped around Jon's body, seemingly covered in fine, dense patterns. Jon tried to break free with all his might.

But his hands seemed like those of a person struggling to death in quicksand, unable to muster any strength.

The other end of the white light was connected to some unknown behemoth, instantly pulling Jon into the house.

The girl seemed to lose all her strength and collapsed to the ground, her eyes vacant, her pupils dilated and lifeless.

A blue-green shadow emerged from the collapsed wall. Yamanka Shuuichi saw the imminent danger, and the fact that Jon, his lifeline, had been captured filled him with some anxiety and fear.

But his reaction was still sufficient. A dagger immediately popped out from the bracer on his right arm.

His left hand reached behind his butt to pull out his handgun. This handgun was a small, portable handgun with average power, far inferior to Jon's.

But it was relatively light and had little recoil, more than enough to deal with ordinary beasts, but if it encountered the kind of thick-skinned, fleshy Red Ogre-like monsters from last night, this gun would be no different from a toy.

But this was also one of Yamanka Shuuichi's trump cards. After becoming familiar with the combat squad last night, Yamanka Shuuichi immediately requested a few exorcism bullets that had been blessed.

These bullets had a special bonus against monsters, like poison in the bullets. Many relatively weak monsters could even be killed with a single shot.

The figure condensed from a wisp of blue-green smoke the moment Yamanka Shuuichi drew his gun.

So ugly, uglier than that Red Ogre by more than ten times. How could there be a monster this ugly in the world?

The blue-green face was covered with taut veins, like it had varicose veins, terrifying and gruesome.

It was like a devil that had collected all the ugly organs. If yesterday's Red Ogre had some violent, terrifying beauty, then this monster was simply ugly without any aesthetic appeal.

It was huge, but it didn't look strong. Instead, it looked more like skin and bones, with very long arms hanging down limply past its knees.

It was nearly three meters tall, hunchbacked, and emaciated, without a single piece of clothing to cover its body.

The face was very disproportionate, large compared to the slender body. Grayish-white hair covered its arms, with white bull horns about seventy centimeters long, bulging, lifeless eyes, a large nose, and a huge, torn mouth reaching to the roots of its ears.

Because the mouth was too big to close, one could clearly see layers upon layers of teeth inside, like a shark's, but the teeth were yellowish and seemed to be covered in disgusting mucus.

Fortunately, it now seemed that this monster didn't have the terrifying recovery ability of the Red Ogre, and the wounds didn't change at all.

Yamanka Shuuichi wanted to continue reloading, but it was too late.

As soon as it blocked Yamanka Shuuichi's bullets, the ugly monster ran over, looking a bit like the Naruto run, with its hands hanging behind it like two pieces of cloth fluttering.

It was very fast, and there wasn't enough time to reload. The monster arrived in front of him, and there wasn't even enough time to escape. He blocked with both hands.

The monster used the same move, swinging its arms like whips, drawing a beautiful semicircle in the air, and slashing at Yamanka Shuuichi's hand.

Yamanka Shuuichi was struck by a huge force and flew backwards three or four meters. In terms of strength, it was not as good as yesterday's Red Ogre.

Then Yamanka Shuuichi felt a sharp pain, piercingly cold. Even a person as determined as Yamanka Shuuichi couldn't help but grit his teeth to keep himself from screaming.

A glance at his hand showed the tragic state of his hand. A large piece of flesh on his arm had been cut off, and he could vaguely see the bone, and blood spurted out.

Yamanka Shuuichi's face turned white all at once, but also because of the pain and fear, Yamanka Shuuichi's mind was clearer than ever, and his brain was running at the fastest speed of his life.

He immediately remembered the monster's identity.

There's no reason not to know such an ugly monster. The ugliest of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons is the [Hannya].

This Hannya is not the Hannya (wisdom) mentioned in Buddhism. This Hannya is just the same name as that Buddhist one.

Strictly speaking, this is a vengeful spirit, transformed from a woman's jealousy and hatred, with a hideous and terrifying image. It loves to eat people, especially children, and the bigger the horns on its head, the greater the resentment and the stronger the strength.

These horns are seventy centimeters long, and its strength is terrifying to this extent.