Reincarnation Paradise

Chapter 649: Imminent Battle

"Yes, they are all dead. Ben Jin, Xin Chang, and Vigilante were all killed by this person."

Maqi took out a piece of information. It was Su Xiao's information, but this information only had Su Xiao's photos and recent experiences.

"He also killed Flying Tank. He was the one who found us in the auction. After he fought Flying Tank, he died."

Franklin clenched his fists. He only found the headless body of Flying Tank.

"Where's Little Drip? How did she die?"

"I'm not sure. We were suddenly kidnapped by a chain when we were escaping. Whether we were alive or dead is still unknown,"

Maqi said.

"Unknown?"

Fenkes sat up with a whoosh. He was not angry at Maqi, but he had too much anger in his heart and had no place to vent it. Since the regiment's establishment, there had never been such a significant loss.

"Fenkes, calm down."

The big-breasted lady, Patrick, said. The open collar revealed a large expanse of white skin.

Although Pakunoda was not the strongest in the regiment, her ability was irreplaceable and was more important than the combat members in the regiment.

"I am very calm. How long will it take for the regiment commander to come back?"

"Soon."

"The regiment commander is back."

Hisoka, who was leaning against the wall, said. As soon as he finished speaking, the regiment commander, Luoluo, entered the church.

Although Luoluo was the leader of a bandit group, his appearance wasn't as rough as he had imagined. Instead, it was a handsome young man.

"Guild Leader."

"Guild Leader, this matter..."

The members of the regiment came forward. From this, it could be seen how important Luoluo was in the regiment.

"I already know what happened."

Luoluo found a huge rock and sat down. The other members of the regiment listened quietly.

"We don't need to care about those items anymore. From now on, our goal is to kill this person. But before that, everyone, take a look at this first. This is a prophecy poem that I just stole."

Luoluo took out a piece of paper. On it were a few prophecy poems.

The threat of the Bloody Moon was no longer fatal.

Flaming Sun had passed away.

The companion with the broken blade fell on the red rock.

Frost Moon(11 months, represents Gold Nest), do not answer the phone(call means Vigilante).

The chained man took you away in the critical month.

Lying in front of the ruthless hunter, dying.

The envoy of purgatory arrived.

Darkness would cover this place.

The crazy clown stood in the dark and confronted the hunter.

Even if you have the help of the clown, where will you go?

...

The prophecy poem ended here. The adventurous group members were a little confused after reading the prophecy poem. They could understand the first few sentences, but the latter needed clarification.

If there was someone representing the clown in the regiment, it should be Hisoka. Everyone looked at him. The meaning of the prophecy poem was that Hisoka would become the savior of the regiment.

Hisoka was a little confused. His goal was to fight with the regiment commander, and because of this, he joined the regiment.

"From the meaning of the prophecy poem, the hunter must represent White Night of the ten old men forces. As for the broken limbs, it probably refers to the casualties of the regiment's members."

"Leader, why don't you help all of us predict?"

Maqi's suggestion was unanimously approved, but to make a prophecy, one needed to provide detailed personal information. A few people in the regiment could no longer remember such information as birthdays.

A diary appeared in Luoluo's hand. His ability to read was particularly in Element: The secret manual of a thief. After satisfying certain conditions, one could steal other people's ability to read. Those who had their ability stolen could no longer use their power. For those who pursued strength, it was no exaggeration to say that their ability to steal was inferior to death.

Ten minutes later, the few people who could provide personal information from Luoluo's group made a prophecy.

"It is not too optimistic. I will have a choice shortly. If I choose the wrong one, I will die."

Fenkes grinned. He could accept any outcome, including death.

"Mine is not good either. It is dead, for sure. That hunter will kill it."

Kubi, whose face was covered by his hair, sighed.

Most of the adventurous group members talked about the result of the prophecy poem. Only one person remained silent. That was Hisoka, who was holding the prophecy poem. He could not help but make a stupid prediction, and the result could have been better.

"What's wrong?"

Fenkes narrowed his eyes. He had long since looked down on Hisoka, and his intuition told him that this person could not be trusted.

"It's fine."

Hisoka's expression was regular, but his gaze was intentionally or unintentionally looking around.

"Hand it over."

Fenkes gestured for Hisoka to hand over the prophecy poem.

"It will scare you guys. Even I was shocked."

Hisoka handed the prophecy poem to Fenkes. Fenkes' expression changed drastically after reading it.

"Captain, look at this..."

Fenkes handed the prophecy poem to the captain of the regiment. He looked from head to toe as if it was the first day he met Hisoka.

Hisoka's prophecy poem probably meant that he was a clown and had two choices: to save the regiment or save himself. The last verse was that he kept the regiment and sacrificed himself.

Is that the case? Will Hisoka be so loyal? Of course, he can't be so dedicated to the transformed Sanzi. Hisoka's ability to read 'light, light illusion' has changed this prophecy poem.

[The light illusion: It can turn Qi into various skins. Adding imagination into one's own Qi can reproduce all the texture, but it can only imitate things as thin as paper. ]

Hisoka covered a layer of light illusion on the paper of the prophecy poem. Everyone saw the prophet made up by Hisoka on the spot.

The actual prophecy poem colluded with Pica and was later discovered by the adventurous group. It was chased and finally expelled from the adventurous group.

"Everyone, have you considered that this savior is a fake?"

A female voice suddenly sounded. The group of travelers looked into the depths of the church. In the shadows sat a blue-haired girl. The girl was swinging her braids.

"You are here."

Captain Luoluo seemed to have known this person for a long time.

"Already here. It has been set up. We can start now."

Hearing the blue-haired girl's words, Captain Luoluo held the hand of Hisoka's prophecy poem and began to chant energy.

Seeing this scene, Hisoka's pupils contracted. He stomped on the ground and smashed the walls of the church.

At the same time, the 'light illusion' ability on the paper was dispelled, revealing the actual content.

The violent psychic energy caused the paper to shatter in just an instant, but Captain Luoluo could see the document's contents.

"Kill Hisoka."

As soon as Luoluo gave the order, everyone in the regiment swarmed toward Hisoka.

Bang!

The sound of a sniper rifle shot out. A moment later, an intense battle unfolded. Under the clever interference of the blue-haired girl, Hisoka, who had previously been mixed in the regiment, became a street rat.

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In front of a snack stand, a man and a dog were tasting the unique snacks of the Hunter World. A beautiful girl stood on the side.

"Rose, do you have any news from the Ten Old Man?"

"I've already contacted you a few times. I want to invite you over as a guest."

"A guest? Don't bother about those guys who are afraid of death. What about the auction?"

"The scene will start again at nine o'clock tonight."

"Is that so?"

Su Xiao chewed the food in his mouth. He might have to fight with the regiment tonight if he did not guess wrong. As long as the regiment was destroyed, the auction could be smoothly opened to 9 months and 10 days, which meant that tonight was the final battle.

"Luoluo... an enemy that is not easy to deal with."

Su Xiao grabbed the secret pastry on the side. Who knew that Bobowang also wanted to eat the pastry and bite it in his hand.

"Relax, this is salty pastry. Eat it and eat your hair."

Bobowang did not waver and looked like he was going to eat something in a dungeon.

"Dumbass, don't bite my hand. Believe it or not, I will let you have a taste of the Yin Beast's corpse."

Bobowang let go and said with a soft gaze, as if saying, "Master, you are too disloyal. Why are your eyes still popping when you are playing?"