Oring Hunter

"..."

At this moment, everyone on the scene began to hold their breath and concentrate on observing the sudden arrival of the space door.

Then, a tall, well-built figure wearing a pitch-black windbreaker and a pitch-black three-cornered hat stepped out of the crack, and finally came to the spacious and empty hall, and came to the dean and the three In front of the backbone.

"Hi everyone."

Facing the vigilant eyes of the clowns and the calm gaze of the dean, the man waved his hand to remove the space crack behind him, and then bowed slightly to everyone.

"I'm the Butcher Hunter, Jetiskogie."

Chapter 0457 Conflict Before Cooperation

After delivering the polite greeting, the figure slowly raised his face under the three-cornered hat, showing his handsome and young face in front of the dean.

"Is it finally here? Jetiskoji, we have been waiting for you for a long time."

The dean leaned on the throne as before, and responded with a thick voice, his words and deeds really revealed the demeanor of a king.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, after all, the location of the maze is different, and the flow rate of time is also different. I can't precisely control this." Jetiskoji raised his hand and lowered the brim of his three-cornered hat, and apologized to the dean in a leisurely tone. Apologize.

Seeing the guy appearing from the void, it was the butcher hunter who had agreed to meet with the Joy Theater, and the three backbone clowns at the back of the hall immediately restrained the killing intent displayed between their limbs.

The dean raised his hand to support his chin, looked at Jetiskoji's facial features, and then sighed in a playful tone:

"I remember that when you appeared in front of me last time, your face was wrinkled like an old man's, but this time you look like a young man..."

After hearing this, Jetiskoji smiled and touched his face to show off.

"Hehe, my own face has been disfigured for many years, so I like to use other people's face to decorate myself, changing the style every time, and the current face comes from a young man who was slaughtered by me earlier. Promising elite hunter, how about you, very energetic, right?"

In the next second, Ding Biluo's impatience-filled words sounded from behind Jetiskoji.

"Don't say that these are all gone, can you get straight to the point?"

Jetiskoji turned around slowly, glanced over the three backbone clowns in front of him, and then fixed his eyes on the devil-like face of the leader Ding Biluo.

"On topic? Okay. So first of all, please allow me to ask a question. How did you gain this time?"

The dean sitting on the throne explained in a flat voice: "This time, we captured more than half a thousand Olympian hunters alive, and lost more than half a thousand of our own people. Generally speaking, the gains outweigh the losses."

After hearing this, Jetiskoji responded in an unhurried tone: "Hehe, I slaughtered half a hundred Olympian hunters by myself, and the killing was so soft, it was really satisfying." .”

While announcing with a bright smile, he shook the ancient hunter's black ring, and then took out dozens of hunter nameplates that were connected in series and stained with dried blood on the surface, and directed them at the joy theater present. Shaking, as if deliberately showing off his achievements.

"Then, since the gains outweigh the losses, it should be enough to prove my sincerity in cooperation, right?" Jetiskoji took back the string of sinful nameplates, and then continued to ask the figure on the throne.

The dean nodded slowly, and replied flatly: "Well, now it seems that you do hold a supernatural "relic" like me, and we can indeed cooperate."

When Jetiskoji heard this, the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"Very well, then we can then—"

However, the butcher hunter was only halfway through speaking when he was interrupted again by the building block clown behind him.

"Hey, wait a minute, don't talk to yourself, you guy, I haven't fully accepted it yet."

As the words full of finding fault resounded throughout the church, the originally quiet air was suddenly filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

Faced with such a situation, the dean in the center chose to remain silent for a while, while Fent and Isaiai on both sides watched from the sidelines with great interest.

The butcher-hunter Jetiskoji turned his body slightly with dark eyes, and looked at the domineering building block clown Ding Biluo again.

"I remember...you are one of the dean's cronies, your name is Ding Biluo, right?"

"Mr. Ding Biluo, I feel that you seem to be very prejudiced against me..."

"What's the matter, none of the prophecies I sent you this time are false. Why are you dissatisfied with me?"

Ding Biluo raised his beak-like proboscis, as if looking down at Jetiskoki with his nostrils.

"Heh, what's not to like? This is really the stupidest question I've heard in years."

"Now you are wearing that hunter uniform and wandering around in front of our theater, isn't it a clear challenge to our bottom line?"

"It's impossible for you not to know about the feud between the Pleasure Theater and Olympia, right?"

When Jetiskoji heard this, he raised his eyebrows involuntarily, and then responded with a deep sense of amusement:

"Ah, so you care about my clothes?"

"Sorry, I just think that the hunter uniform is beautiful, close-fitting, and practical, so even if I betray the hunting group, I still like to wear it."

"This is just my personal hobby. It has nothing to do with the history of Hunting Group and the theater. You shouldn't be so sensitive."

However, in the face of the friendly explanation from the butcher hunter, the jigsaw clown didn't appreciate it at all.

"Heh, anyone can talk about it, but who knows what you think in your heart?"

Jetiskoji kept smiling, and then asked calmly: "If you still think that I may still be loyal to the hunting group, then you can ask the captives you captured, they must be very happy." You are familiar with my famous title of 'Holy Light Pure Land Murderer'."

Ding Biluo rolled his eyes.

In fact, he had already checked the past deeds of the butcher hunters with those delirious hunter captives.

However, even if Jetiskoki's crimes are enough to prove that he is a bloodthirsty scum that is no less comparable to a mad clown, Ding Biluo still refuses to fully accept this playful guy.

"In my opinion, if you really want to cooperate with us, you have to take off your damn garbage clothes, accept our admission ceremony, and officially become a member of us. Only in this way will you become your last Strong proof."

When Ding Biluo was so aggressive, Jetiskoji's smile finally showed a few impatient cracks, and the slightly opened eyelids showed disdain and surly emotions.

"Huh? You want me to officially join the Pleasure Theater and put on a weird leather jacket that's just as ugly as yours? Please, forgive me, not everyone has the same bad and sleazy taste as you do."

The expression of the building block clown froze for a short time, and then his face swelled with blue veins like spider webs.

"Brat, it seems that you are really impatient..."

Chapter 0458 Hurry up and apologize

Ding Biluo was already suspicious and dissatisfied with Jetiskoji's behavior, but now hearing the other party's contemptuous provocation, Ding Biluo was furious to the point of laughing in an instant.

The corners of his twisted mouth revealed sharp fangs, and his body seemed to swell a few times at this moment, and then he uttered a naked threat to Jetiskoki in a low voice. .

"Believe it or not, I skinned you on the spot?"

However, facing the ferocious appearance of the building block clown, the butcher hunter was unmoved, and only exuded a strong chill from his whole body.

"That's totally wrong..."

Jetiskoji corrected Ding Biluo's speech with a sneer.

"In terms of age, I am a few hundred years old when I hold the 'God Item'."

"It's you, a young and energetic brat, who has been trying to challenge my patience."

"Would you like to add your pair of eyeballs to my prey collection cabinet?"

At this point in the conversation, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became dull, like the silence before the storm.

"Hey."

Ding Biluo sneered, and then stopped talking, just kept the dense veins on his forehead, and slowly stepped towards Jetiskoji with a gloomy face.

His perception of the maze had already reached the peak of the five-fold nightmare many years ago, and this was the source of Ding Biluo's pride and arrogance.

He has galloped between this vast world for dozens of years. He has experienced many battles and is well-versed in the world. Now he only fears four kinds of nightmare-like existences.

One is Abyss, the other is Holy Light, the third is Dean, and the fourth is Extreme Hunting.

Except for these four types of monsters that cannot be explained by common sense, Ding Biluo is not afraid of anything.

He claims to be the strongest person above the nightmare!

Not to mention, Ding Biluo already knew from those hunters and captives that Jetiskoji was only in the quadruple nightmare state when he was wanted.

Therefore, such a weak scum dared to speak disrespectfully in front of him, and the Jenga Clown naturally wanted to let the butcher hunter taste the price of blood.

Then, his body, which was far tougher and stronger than steel rocks, lowered his center of gravity step by step, as if he was ready to bend over to the hunter at any time.

Seeing Ding Biluo approaching him step by step, his intention to fight was self-evident, the smile on Jetiskoki's face not only did not disappear, but also added a bit of excitement, and then slowly moved his arm to behind.

Faced with such an imminent situation, Fent and Isaiai retreated to the two sides, ready to enjoy a good show.

Immediately afterwards, the soles of the block clown's boots slammed on the stone floor in one fell swoop, directly trampling the hard surface into countless rough cracks.

Boom-!

However, with an order from the person on the throne, Ding Biluo's body stopped moving abruptly, and his body that was originally planning to lean over and charge froze in place.

"Stop it."

After the dean showed his majesty with words, Ding Biluo's face, which was originally bursting with killing intent, suddenly turned into shock and astonishment.

However, the reason why his expression changed so drastically was not because of the dean's words, but because of his stinging heel.

Ding Biluo lowered his head with dull eyes, and then found that the sole of his foot that was just about to step on the ground to accelerate, was now soaked with blood.

At this moment, the surface of his boots was already stained by two streaks of blood, one bright and one dark.

The Jenga Clown's foot is hurt.

"what!?"

Seeing this, Ding Biluo was horrified and couldn't help but exclaimed.

He can be sure that the soles of his feet have never been attacked by any foreign objects just now, and the only moment of contact with foreign objects is only the moment when he stepped on the gravel.

It looked as if his soles had crushed the floor, and then the floor had turned his soles to blood.

Thinking of this, Ding Biluo's brain immediately went blank.

Because, none of this should happen.

With his powerful body that has reached the pinnacle of the fifth-fold nightmare realm, not to mention the inconspicuous stone floor, even if a huge mountain directly crushed Ding Biluo's toes, his limbs would not even It won't break the skin.

However, at this moment, the soles of the Jenga Clown's feet were conversely injured by his own starting behavior...

After being shocked, Ding Biluo's gaze immediately focused on the bright red blood on the tip of the shoe.

The blood that emerged from his skin was dark red, and the reason why the other blood was bright red was because its surface was filled with the power of the mysterious spirit.

This is not Ding Biluo's mysterious power, but the mysterious power from other people.

His eyes froze for a moment, and Ding Biluo immediately realized the truth.

This is... the blood of that butcher! ?

It's because of his blood on the toe of my shoe that my soles look like this! ?

No, wait a minute, before that, how on earth did this man get his own blood on my part! ?

My eyes obviously stayed on him all the time! ?

Why, I didn't notice it——! ?

With a mind full of astonishment and confusion, Ding Biluo raised his head in shock, and glanced at the figure of the butcher again.

However, Jetiskoki ignored him, and instead turned sideways to stare at the dean on the throne.

It seems that the former dean's sentence "stop it" was actually said to the butcher hunter...

Jetiskoji bowed his head slightly to the dean, apologized, and then responded with a wry smile: "Oh, I'm sorry, dear dean, your confidant is so charming, so I almost couldn't bear it." I can’t help but want to make a move.”

The dean turned his head to look at Ding Biluo calmly, and then said calmly: "Ding Biluo, you shouldn't have acted without my permission. Hurry up and apologize to Mr. Jetiskoji."

After hearing this, Ding Biluo's expression changed for a while, and then he opened his mouth to defend: "But, Dean, this person is too suspicious—"

Unexpectedly, the dean didn't intend to listen to his explanation at all, and directly interrupted the words of the jigsaw clown.

"Hurry up, hurry up, say sorry."

The tone of the man with the copper mask was as calm and calm as before.

However, the coercion contained in it was enough to shake the air in the hall into countless ripples visible to the naked eye at this moment, and Ding Biluo felt goose bumps all over his body on the spot.

Under the strong urging of his survival instinct, he immediately let go of his inner dignity.

"Uh! Ming, I understand!"

Responding in a horrified tone, the Jenga Clown finally had to frown, bowing his head to the Butcher Hunter humiliatedly.