JOJO in the world of hunters

The story started two minutes ago. Jon had just been persuaded to retreat by Ward and other veteran guards.

But Jon was not disappointed, instead he was a little happy, knowing that the purpose of all their actions was to rescue the man named Edward.

There are so many people here, either this is where the man named Edward is being held, or not.

But these problems are not big. The muscular old man is obviously not easy to mess with, and there are a dozen prison guards next to him who can read Qi.

At first glance, they are not an undisciplined organization like the Phantom Troupe. It seems that these prison guards have been specially trained and have their own formation.

Most of the time when fighting the Phantom Troupe, they fight alone because they are confident in their own strength. But teamwork is another matter.

If the Phantom Troupe could have this level of cooperation, it would be difficult for Jon to kill a single combatant with the Man in the Mirror and the Crimson King.

The aura of the muscular old man just now felt more terrifying than President Nitro. (Nitro has never used his full strength in front of the protagonist)

Sure enough, this world is truly a crouching tiger, hidden dragon, and you cannot be careless for a moment.

To be honest, the telepathy just now really scared Jon, and he felt that even if he used his telekinesis ability, he would only be able to escape.

There are no mirror throwing knives now, and there are few mirrors in this prison. The mirror ring in his hand is his biggest escape card.

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly became alert and a blurry figure appeared in his field of vision.

Because it is night and there are no lights, no one usually comes here. It is also a restricted area for ordinary prison guards, so there are no street lights.

Now it's almost to the point where he can't see his fingers. Although Jon is on his way, he hasn't let down his guard. Now it's a struggle between resentment and thoughts.

The destructive power of these two things is endless. Even though he has a powerful substitute, he is always at risk of being killed instantly by one move in the next situation.

But it was too late to dodge. Now the two sides were only a dozen meters away, and he could only roughly see the outline of the other side, but Jon was sure that the other side had also discovered him.

Fortunately, I am now out of the circle that restricted my ability to read, and my own thoughts can flow freely again.

Now, relying on the flow of thought energy, my physical body also has extremely high defense. It's just that ordinary people can't pierce it with a knife without using all their strength.

Jon immediately used craft work to stabilize the body, the Crimson King's Epitaph Prophecy not working very well in such a dark environment.

So Jon temporarily gave up on the Crimson King and chose the fastest Silver Chariot among the existing substitutes.

The purpose is to use the silver chariot to seal the throat when the enemy approaches.

Jon's right hand turned red, which was the manifestation of the magician's red substitute ability.

However, a sudden change occurred, and the figure on the opposite side also slowed down and raised his hand to draw a purple fist-sized perfect circle in the air.

Jon's pupils shrank, this color, this disgusting feeling was definitely resentful.

Coming from the opposite side is a master who uses resentment. Is this their reinforcement?

In fact, it is easy to understand. The planner of that mission marked a total of three places because he could not determine Edward's location.

This should be a grudge master who went to another place. The people next to the muscular old man just now were all telepathic users. They should be a large army of prison guards with telekinesis abilities.

They are all concentrated in the most dangerous places, so those less important places, that is, other areas marked red, must have been quickly attacked by resentment masters because there were no masters to suppress them, or at best, they were aware of it before they arrived.

After arriving here, Murderous Qi rushed over for reinforcements.

This should be a master who goes to other places, but Jon is in trouble.

He regretted it a bit. If he had come out later, he could have sat behind the leaders and enjoyed the success. Anyway, seeing that the couple just looked like they were short-lived, the big boss would definitely be able to solve it.

I am really unlucky. There are so many directions, but I have chosen one direction, and it is still in this embarrassing time period.

Jon said he hated being afraid, but he had no fear in his heart.

To be honest, I have so many powerful substitutes that it is difficult for me to commit suicide.

Seventeen cards, can you beat me?

Although you despise the enemy strategically, you must pay attention to the enemy tactically.

Therefore, when Jon encounters a person with non-enhanced abilities, he must not be reckless. He must first assess the risk and pick the weak ones. In case the opponent is a big boss, inspect the goods first.

His taking the initiative was exactly what Jon wanted. He wanted to see what his opponent's abilities were first.

The direct opponent used his fingers to create a perfect circle as big as a fist out of thin air, but there was only a circle of lines, and the center was still colorless. Jon also jumped a few steps back to be on guard.

The purple circle came out of his hand and flew quickly in the direction of Jon.

What's even more frightening is that the circle keeps getting bigger during the flight, and it has a dangerous and weird aura that makes Jon's hair stand on end.

Fortunately, the flying speed of this circle is not very fast, and it is certainly not slow, but it is much slower than a bullet.

Unaware of the situation, Jon made a fireball with his hand and threw it toward the center of the circle.

The fireball passed through the center of the circle and flew towards the figure.

The man also saw the fireball. The speed of the fireball was not too fast and it did not get bigger. He easily avoided the fireball.

The fireball missed anyone, and sparks exploded on the ground, illuminating the surrounding circle.

This is the effect Jon wanted.

But Jon saw a familiar face, it was Ambrose, his cellmate who had been with him day and night for a long time. Ambrose also looked at Jon in surprise, who was still wearing prison uniform.

Jon felt a sense of danger. The circle was getting bigger and bigger, and it was flying almost as fast as it could.

It came to Jon's eyes in the blink of an eye, and Jon immediately dodged, but kept a cautious eye.

After escaping from the circle area, summon the Silver Chariot and touch the circle with the tip of the Silver Chariot's sword.

At this time Ambrose also rushed up, and Jon saw with the corner of his eye that the tip of the sword seemed to be cut off by something lazy.

Jon's heart suddenly became cold and he retreated violently.

This was the secret that he used to instantly open the nearly one-meter-thick concrete wall in the prison. No wonder the hole in the wall was such a perfect circle.

Jon suddenly recalled Kutak's fear of Ambrose in his words before his death. With this level of cutting ability, cutting concrete was like cutting tofu. No wonder Kutak was scared to death.

It made me scared, so I said why not use Kutak if he has such a good ability to escape.

Now that he doesn't know the limits and shortcomings of Ambrose's abilities, Jon decides to give it a try for the time being.

Jon ran away immediately, "Why are you Ambrose? Have you defeated your opponent?"

Jon was a little confused now and couldn't think of a good and convincing explanation.

"I saw a battle going on here, so I ran over to take a look..."

"You and I are partners, we are both descendants of darkness..."

But no matter what Jon said, Ambrose had no intention of stopping.

With murderous intent boiling in his eyes, even ten cows could not be pulled back.

"Do you think I will believe your lies? I'm not smart, but I'm not stupid either!"

"You didn't follow the mission I gave you! This is betrayal. You fled the battlefield and betrayed your compatriots! You beast!"

Without saying a word, Ambrose drew three circles in the air.

Jon almost wanted to curse, but he was still a little unhappy.

Damn it, I didn’t expect that my identity as a spy was not exposed, but I turned into a traitor.

Fate plays tricks on people.

Jon made a prompt decision and performed turtle Qigong movements towards Ambrose, his hands turning red.

Nowadays, long-range attacks are undoubtedly the most reliable. Facts have proved that the defensive power of his ability is not very good.

"Fire Fist—Big Fire Breathing!"

A huge pillar of fire spurted towards Ambrose.

Red, orange-red flames lit up the entire street, and the large flames used this time were not as powerful as the one just now.

After all, Ambrose was not far from Jon, and he wasn't hundreds of meters away in the sky.

Moreover, using such a move consumes a lot of physical strength and energy. Even with my level, I would be exhausted within a few times.

Ambrose was also surprised. He couldn't avoid such a huge pillar of flame.

But Ambrose didn't panic at all and immediately drew an equilateral triangle in front of him.

The triangle gradually grew larger, and Ambrose shrank into the triangle.

The triangle blocked Ambrose like a shield. The triangle stopped growing when it reached a height of 1.2 meters.

The flames that did not penetrate the middle area of ​​the triangle were all blocked.

Then it flew two more circles after a while.

Damn, how do you fight this? This ability is too shameless.

He could beat the ripples, but he couldn't beat the sprint. Jon, who was well versed in Er Qiao's ultimate move, ran away without any hesitation.

This troublesome ability should be left to the big guys to deal with.

"wdnmd, Ambrose is our brother, so come and kill me!"

Jon immediately ran back in joy.