Chapter 85: The Prisoner of the Hunter

[Kill bronze-rank enemies in battle and gain 650 public experience points]

"I still feel that the experience is a little bit lacking..."

Annan sighed, and put the boning knife that was still dripping into the bag without wiping it.

For the time being, feel sorry for Brother Hammer.

Hope it doesn't think the blood of this kitchen knife is half of the sacrifice...

Otherwise, it may wait for more than half a week with its head raised and mouth open, and it will not be able to eat the bones.

Only the ghost knows whose blood is and whose bones should be used to match the type.

It's just that after Justin died, Annan really didn't want to absorb the several curses he left behind.

Because their price is too heavy for Annan:

"Overloaded hunger (sustainable): No matter how much food is stored in the abdomen, as long as you are injured once, you will inevitably fall into a state of extreme hunger after one hour."

"Analgesia (Persistent): Pain is reduced by 95%."

"Breaking out (taboo type): You cannot lose consciousness in a bound state."

"Death is a dream (taboo type): After being seriously injured, do not dream."

Except for the "pain loss" that didn't seem like a serious punishment, Annan didn't want to accept the other curses.

The spell "Break out of trouble" looks harsh, but it is entirely possible to trigger it unconsciously; and "Death is a dream" is obviously suitable for supernatural beings who have the ability to heal themselves or control their dreams.

The price of "overloaded hunger" is indeed not serious for Annan today. But the curse can be carried into the nightmare.

Its side effects in the nightmare copy immediately became very serious——

Its cost, translated, is actually saying "resupply must be carried out after an hour of battle". However, the environments in the Nightmare dungeon are quite special, and it is entirely possible that supplies cannot be supplied after being injured...

Compared with this price, the positive bonus effect it brings to Annan is only the icing on the cake.

"...Then it's just you."

Annan made up his mind.

He took the slender lady's ring from Justin's hand, and took off his own carrier, the bronze bracelet.

Annan imitated Salvatore, placing his left hand on his bronze bracelet and pressing his right hand on the ring, whispering:

"I place a curse here.

"I will inherit the oath you made and bear the curse you bear..."

At this moment, Annan was in a trance.

He suddenly felt that his field of vision was raised a lot, as if he was accommodated on another body... It was like watching a CG scene, and he couldn't move.

Annan bowed his head slightly, noting that this appeared to be the body of a grown woman.

Her left arm appeared to be broken, but Annan felt no pain at all. She was gasping for breath and slowly backed away.

And slowly approaching in front of her, it was Justin who had just been killed by Annan.

He moved his wrist, an ambiguous smile appeared on his face, but his right hand gradually clenched into a fist.

"It won't hurt, Mrs. Nettie. I think it'll be very comfortable."

Justin laughed, his face about a dozen years younger than he was now full of cruelty: "And, if I'm not mistaken... you don't feel pain, right?"

Then he took a step forward abruptly and punched "Annan" on the chin.

Annan only felt a woody feeling from his chin, and then he felt dark in front of him, and the whole person fell softly and lost consciousness——

But before she lost consciousness, her right thumb suddenly broke off her right index finger.

Then, an extremely fiery, destructive high temperature rose from her right arm and completely enveloped the surroundings——

After that the picture went dark.

...This should be the memory of the witch named "Nettie" when she died.

Annan made an inference.

In the next moment, Annan's eyes flashed again.

His perspective rose, becoming a top-down perspective similar to God's perspective.

I saw a female wizard, about twenty-five or six years old, with brown curly hair, standing alone in the wilderness.

Her hair was tied up and draped over her chest from the left side, her expression a little nervous.

And in front of her is an altar with three tables and three boxes on it. Annan's perspective is above the altar.

I saw that she was touching one of the boxes... On the box, there was an image of a woman with a peaceful face.

The next moment, if she realizes something.

She whispered:

"From now on, I'm going to have [analgesia] on my shoulders."

Annan followed her and recited in sync.

The next moment, the picture in front of him suddenly burst.

He came back to his senses, just in time to see the ring in his hand cracked. A red radiance soared, and after coiling in the air for a few times, it flew out in the southwest direction.

Vaguely, Annan heard a grateful voice:

"thanks, thanks……"

After hearing the voice, Annan was suddenly stunned.

……What's this?

soul?

Seeing this scene, Annan suddenly recalled——

It was true that Salvatore had absorbed the curse and turned the rest of the curse into a nightmare before Gerald's corpse began to change.

So, what happens to the corpse that has been taken away from its payload...?

No, does it mean that those superhumans killed by hunters will never rest in peace? They didn't actually die... but were imprisoned in the ring, using their souls as "fingerprints" to use the spell on the hunter's behalf?

Such an idea suddenly popped into Annan's mind.

And in front of him, the belated system prompt gradually flashed.

But it wasn't that he got the hint of a new spell:

It was a line of blood-red, scribbled characters:

[Curse cut off - the hunter's prisoner]

The next moment, the remaining two rings also burst.

But perhaps because the curse wasn't sucked out, what came out of the ring was not red light, but a black smoke similar to Gerald's.

They also circled the room and left.

A strange auditory hallucination also sounded in Annan's ears... But they did not thank Annan, but seemed to have some kind of obsession:

"I'm going to kill him, Justin...I'm going to kill him..."

"Mr Notdham, I'm sorry..."

Then, it was Annan who got the hint of the new curse:

[Curse: Loss of Pain (Continuous): Pain is weakened by 95%. 】

Very simple and clean, with only one line of introduction.

The cost and function are completely combined, and for Annan, this cost is almost non-existent.

Ordinary human beings need pain as a reminder and reminder, just like getting close to fire, they will feel pain, and being cut by a knife will also hurt. This is to remind the owner to "stay away from danger".

But Annan is different.

He himself has lost his negative emotions, but he can still live, fight, and study normally, relying on his "common sense".

He is more like a machine driven by common sense and experience.

Painless alertness - Annan believes that his understanding and judgment of human beings are sharper and better than that.

And he himself, of course, can be considered human.