Demon hunter's Cooking Manual-Chapter 917 - 76 Chapter On the Importance of the Trumpet_2
Chapter 917: 76 Chapter: On the Importance of the Trumpet!_2
Chapter 917: 76 Chapter: On the Importance of the Trumpet!_2
“You found a ‘Divine’s Body’ that none of us noticed, but do you truly understand what the ‘Divine’s Body’ is?”
This ‘Leader’ questioned.
It’s not a secret technique.
Nor could it possibly be a prop.
Just like a secret technique, he had never heard of such a prop.
So, it must be the ‘Divine’s Body’.
Coincidentally, Jason had previously asked him for the ‘Divine’s Body’.
Naturally, this ‘Leader’ misinterpreted it.
And such a misinterpretation proved to be fatal—
“Let me teach you now!”
Their leader said this.
Raising his right hand, a mark appeared in the palm.
A mark completely composed of the Dufol Language.
The next moment, the mark lit up.
The mist then dissipated.
A masked figure appeared at the end of the mist.
“Found you!”
Their leader flashed towards him.
The glow in his palm firmly locked onto Jason.
Then, his hand pierced through the chest.
But at that moment, the face of their leader changed.
The muscle’s density was wrong.
The blood’s temperature was wrong.
Even the height was somewhat different.
It was the ‘Father’ from the Hundred Major Families who had just entered the room!
It wasn’t Jason!
It was a decoy created by Jason!
The mist hadn’t dissipated due to his interference.
It was Jason who actively dispelled it.
This…
It’s another trap!
In an instant, these thoughts appeared in the leader’s mind.
Proud as he was, his shame and rage mixed.
He was once again schemed by this seemingly straightforward fellow.
Whoosh!
A sound of cutting air came from behind.
The leader tried his best to dodge, but still got hit in the neck by the Broad Blade Cleaver.
Spurt!
With one slice, the leader’s head soared high.
His face filled with astonishment, then a smirk.
“Useless!”
“I am…ugh!”
The leader tried to say something else.
But Jason lifted up the leader’s body and ran.
While running, flames lit up in his hand.
[Charles Burning Technique]!
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From the previous battle, Jason had fully realized what kind of opponent he was dealing with.
An individual who, relying on time, had integrated many secret techniques into his own body.
Even the body had been transformed into a monster.
To deal with such a creature, conventional methods were naturally ineffective.
So, he had to try unconventional ones.
Like: preventing the opponent’s body from reassembling, and continuously inflicting damage to one part.
Why not choose the head?
Compared to the head that had clearly undergone numerous enhancements from secret techniques, the opponent’s body was easier to control.
“I can always receive healing here!”
“As long as I sacrifice enough!”
The opponent’s head levitated from the ground.
Those eyes on the head stared at Jason.
Though his words sounded noble, as if he didn’t care about anything, the hatred in his eyes was almost tangible.
“Then you keep sacrificing!”
Jason said while running and setting the opponent’s body on fire.
Instantly, the hatred in the leader’s eyes intensified.
Almost bursting forth.
“You’ll never understand the greatness of this place!”
The leader said as the head flew towards a ‘Father’ from the Hundred Major Families.
Caught in fierce battle, the other party completely missed this sneak attack.
It directly caught the opponent’s neck in his bite.
In an instant, only a skin was left of that ‘Father’ from the Hundred Major Families.
And when the combatant from the Hundred Major Families saw it was their leader, they chose to flee, deterring from engaging, lacking even the courage to fight.
“Sacrificing the lives I personally delivered to recover from injuries!”
Their leader said this.
As soon as the words fell, the remaining head began to regenerate.
Visible to the naked eye, a body grew from beneath the neck.
“See?”
“This place is a land of miracles!”
The leader laughed.
Those around him, seeing this scene, fought even more desperately.
And Jason?
He ran even faster.
The body in his hands was continuously pushing its limits, showing signs of being ignited under the expert-level Charles Burning Technique flames.
You must know, the flames emitted by the Charles Burning Technique had reached the level of military vehicles.
Only under continuous burning were there signs of ignition.
Undoubtedly, the strength of this body had already surpassed that of military vehicles.
In the recent battle, Jason had already felt the opponent’s body was special.
It was even tougher than his own body.
If the opponent hadn’t transformed into a shadow or wind, which affected their bodily strength, simply clashing directly with such a body, he would have found it hard to penetrate the opponent’s defense.
However, the opponent didn’t do so.
To show off their strength, the opponent chose a more bizarre and unpredictable method.
This was the opponent’s habit.
Jason had no comment on that.
He knew that hitting someone with a punch was not as good as breaking someone’s finger.
Now that he had the opportunity, he would properly deal with the opponent.
As for the opponent’s words?
Jason wouldn’t believe a single punctuation mark of them.
Firstly, having lived in Nightless City, he never had the habit of believing an enemy’s words.
Especially with an enemy who had lived for a thousand years.
Of course, another important point is that the ‘sacrifice’ in front of him was completely fake.
According to the mystical knowledge Jason understood, to complete such a trap, not only the process is needed but also a ‘perfect altar’.
Naturally, a ‘perfect altar’ must inevitably be appealing.
That is unquestionable.
But the ‘altar’ in front of him?
It is far from perfect.
It can’t even be considered a defective product!
Because this ‘altar’ had no taste of ‘food’ whatsoever.
Even though it completely fits the appearance of a mystical altar.
And, it looks quite extraordinary.
But it is absolutely fake.
From this inference, the scene just now was nothing more than the Leader’s performance.
And achieving that scene was not difficult.
Self-directed and self-performed body recovery.
Then, unleashing some hidden strength.
Creating an illusion of self-recovery and appearing powerful.
As for the ‘fathers’ of the Hundred Major Families recovering and becoming stronger?
For an opponent who had lived for a thousand years, finding some secret techniques that heal others and temporarily increase their strength should not be difficult.
Even the altar, Jason guessed, was made by the opponent in a short time.
After being bombarded and knowing that their original plan was completely disrupted, the opponent used a secret technique to quickly create this altar and came up with that plan.
It can be said the opponent indeed lived up to being a thousand-year-old monster accustomed to hiding behind the scenes.
As for why the opponent did this?
The issue comes back to the beginning: the ‘bizarre’ Mandelin Town!
The opponent’s intention was to activate them and then control them.
And this process required blood!
The blood of the powerful!
A lot of powerful blood!
According to the opponent’s original plan, they should have infiltrated amongst the Brutalizers and while beginning to massacre the young heirs of the Hundred Major Families, setting up the space.
For example: making this altar more perfect, making it genuinely effective.
Then, by unveiling the ‘magical’ nature of the altar, luring the ‘fathers’ of the Hundred Major Families into the trap.
It was inevitable!
Don’t forget the opponent also has moles within the Hundred Major Families.
Even if others are hesitant, once that mole gains power in front of the ‘magical’ altar, how could other members of the Hundred Major Families resist?
They inevitably would still step into the trap.
Leading to the current situation.
And now, what he needed to do was demolish all of it!
Starting from the opponent’s body!
Thinking of this, the flames in Jason’s hands surged out even more fiercely.
While from behind, the Leader with the ‘new body’ was gritting his teeth.
Ruined again!
It’s always this guy!
Losa and this guy should die!
Thinking this, the Leader no longer hesitated.
He steeled his heart and played another ace.
“Pierce through the Night Spear!”
“Imbued with Divine Blood!”
“The Moon Falls for It!”
“The Stars Destroyed for It!”
“In the name of your existence… grant this person before me—true name Jason—an eternal slumber!”
A spoken spirit spell!
Or one might call it a curse!
And it was the deadliest kind!
The Leader glared at Jason.
He wanted to see Jason succumb.
Even if Jason possessed the ‘undying’ trait, it was in vain.
Know that under this curse, even deities would be cursed to death!
But…
One second, two seconds, three seconds passed.
Not only was Jason unscathed, he ran even faster!
