Chapter 36: Object of Trust
The stranger raised the index finger of his left hand. The tips of his long, slender fingers and sharp claws were filled with strong energy, all of which were drawn from the hunter.

It can't use it and doesn't know how to transform it into its own, so the answer is obvious.

The body-sculpting white light is layered on the fingertips, digging out and extracting this energy in the most direct form.

I don't know if anyone has tried this before, but this is a modification technique that a stranger came up with on a whim.

The fingertips were pointed at the hunter, and the red and white light condensed into a round pearl, emitting a dazzling light.

It's like a "lighting".

emission.

The light engulfed the hunter who was still gasping for breath and trying to get up.

……

The black air dissipated, and Anti's body fell limply to the ground, gasping for breath, and hurriedly calmed himself down.

My brain felt refreshed, but it was difficult to suppress the confusion in my mind for a while.

"Hmm... uh... who am I... who am I?" he muttered, kneeling on the ground, feeling nauseous and dry heaving.

Naturally, nothing could be vomited out, only sticky saliva hung down and dripped onto the ground.

The liberated madness of the self has been vented for too long, and it is not so easy to take it back.

Holding his head with both hands, which was dizzy and had a constant headache, and with bloodshot eyes, Anti raised his head and slammed it hard on the ground.

Boom!Boom!
I hit it several times, as if the physical pain could relieve the mental pain.

Calm crisp sounds kept coming out, and his hands dug hard on the hard ground around him. His fingers broke and left bloody marks on the ground, which regenerated and he dug again, over and over again.

"Anti..."

It was as if a vague voice called him, and he raised his head with tearful eyes.

"Anti...name...Anti..." He stretched out his hand tremblingly and rubbed it on the ground again. After his fingers bled, he pressed them hard on the ground and wrote slowly.

Write two words, your name, using familiar Chinese characters.

As the last stroke came down, he calmed down, his eyes regained calm, and everything returned to normal.

"I am Anti." He said in his usual calm tone, then stood up from the ground.

The mental pain faded and he returned to normal.

Everything that just happened seemed to have never happened, and he calmed himself down again.

Ding~.

Comfortable.

[Event - "Hunting the Wandering God"]

[Sooner than expected, you have reached your mission. Keep searching and hunting these wandering lost gods. We are watching and waiting.]

【You can choose one of the following three gifts and corresponding prices. 】

[Humble Remains: You can obtain a "destitute and lowly" "remains". The price is that its will has not died. 】

[Second Mouth: You can get a second mouth, which can help you eat things you don't need and turn them into more powerful strength. The price is that you need to take care of its appetite.]

[Flesh Furnace: A professional weapon master must not only be one with the weapon, but also know how to maintain the weapon with himself. Price, start the legendary mission, choose me.]

"Facelos, is that you?" Anti looked at the third option and felt ashamed.

Unexpectedly, after defeating Youshen, he directly triggered his original three-choice-one project in the novice gift package.

The first option was actually what was left over from the novice gift pack.

Which big guy wants to give away a “figure” so much?

The second option is even more abstract. I would like to ask where this second mouth is going to be opened. If you don’t make it clear, then forget it.

One last option…

It's a very cool term, a very cool description, but the price is instantly ruined. Is this really okay? Can you guys set the rules of the game with a little attitude?

but……

Farcelos, Fargo is a good guy. The project triggered during "Fighting Beasts" is almost free, although the hidden cost is to transform him into a fanatical weapon man, but in a sense, this also won Anti's heart.

Now it seems that Fa Ge has a request and wants to be given a task. Should we listen to this?

At least he is a boss who is on the list.

"The third."

The words turned into a ball and rushed into Anti's body. He felt that something seemed to have changed inside his body. "Can you hear me?"

Before Anti could appreciate the new gift, a gentle and deep male voice echoed in his ears.

"Hmm?" Anti's pupils shrank and he looked around subconsciously, but he soon realized that the voice was ringing directly in his mind.

"Facelos?"

"It's me. I'd like to take this opportunity to talk to you about something."

"Oh." Anti accepted it naturally.

"Anyway, try it out first and repair your hammer. Although it's just an ordinary item, you must like it very much. If you have a favorite weapon, you should treasure it well."

Hearing this, Anti looked at the stone hammer in his hand, which might break if he hit it a little harder, and followed Faseros' instructions and stuffed it directly into his body.

After some of the induction force has been consumed, pull the hammer out again.

Something magic happened.

Hammer is back to full health! He's even stronger!

"By consuming sensory power and flesh and blood, you can repair the weapons incorporated into the body. If you get the materials you like in the future, you can put them into the body and directly forge and smelt them, avoiding the troublesome process." Faseros said.

"So convenient, thank you." Anti touched the new stone hammer, couldn't let it go, and thanked him by the way.

"You're welcome. Let me discuss my independent commission in detail. You go ahead first." Faseros' tone remained the same. Listening to this voice, an image of a gentle middle-aged man with a smile could unconsciously emerge in my mind.

If you move forward.

Anti looked forward and saw a huge hole blasted open in a corner of the mine where corpses were piled.

There, the Night Stalker's body had shrunk severely, returning to the size of a normal human. Some of the beast features on its body had also faded, but some were still retained. It looked like a deformed monster that was half human, half beast.

That's Safin.

Next to Safin, the Night Stalker's greatsword was stuck in the crevice of the rock, still flashing a faint blue light, but the eyes on it were closed, as if it had fallen asleep.

Anti ignored the greatsword and came to Safin's side.

Suddenly, Safin seemed to be awakened from his sleep: "Oh... It's like a nightmare..."

Anti squatted down beside him, took out the pendant and handed it to him: "It is indeed a nightmare, for you and for me."

Safin raised his weak hand tremblingly. The dark blue fur on that hand had not yet faded, and the nails were as sharp as animal claws.

"You did it... You fulfilled our deal..."

"It's an agreement. It sounds better this way." Anti said.

"Yes...yes! It's an agreement." Safin nodded vigorously.

He moved his fingers slightly and opened the pendant, revealing a picture of a cute girl inside.

Safin's already hazy eyes were filled with mist.

"You can sleep well tonight." Anti said softly.

Safin shook his head slightly, closed the pendant, then tremblingly took off the medium bracelet on his wrist, held it together with the pendant, and put it in Anti's hand.

"I have changed my mind a little... This is the amulet I gave to my daughter, and she gave it to me. Although it has not been with me for the past few years, I have always been able to feel its protection, so I can persist... It is a great comfort to me to be able to see it at the end... But please, please return it to my daughter, Milia..."

Anti held the pendant again, his expression unchanged, and finally nodded: "I understand."

Safin smiled, very happily. Even his half-beastial features could not hide his holy and healing smile.

And he closed his eyes with such a smile.

The last breath stopped, and a faint blue light emanated from Safin's body.

[The inspiration of "Night Hunter": The inspiration that is released after the "Night Hunter" is defeated is a miraculous inspiration with activity. The stubborn sick dog does not think that he has lost. After absorbing it, it can increase a huge amount of additional induction power and comprehend the invisible "hunting miracle". But it will also bear the root curse of the Night Hunter, and it is always waiting for the opportunity to revive. ]

Anti held the inspiration in his hands and slowly stood up.

"Will I disturb you?" Faseros spoke at last.

"No, just tell me your story."

"Well, go check out that sword."

Hearing this, Anti turned his head and looked at the big sword beside him.

[Night Hunting Great Sword: A great sword made of a large amount of animal bones mixed with high-grade ore metals. The material is exquisite, and the craftsmanship is rough and wild, but it is above the standard. It is inlaid with 34 night eyes, which are both a testimony to the achievements and the source of power. It is a god-killing weapon.]

[——It pulled out the tendons and bones of its own kind who had laughed at it, and painstakingly studied the techniques to deal with prying eyes during hunting. This greatsword is a microcosm of its life.]

(End of this chapter)