Mysterious Hunting Ground

Chapter 65 65. Judgment
Everyone played until the early morning and returned to the hotel to rest.

Room lobby.

Dean sat on the cold floor without hesitation, took out the divination chessboard used for psychic communication, and the teardrop-shaped plank, and rubbed them in the palm of his hand several times.

The ghosts of the four dead hunters are still trapped in the altar waiting to be dealt with.

And this board has undergone blood sacrifice, it already belongs to Dean, and it is also driven by him.

Dean summoned the "Shadow" guard in front of him.

Then he squeezed the shackles tightly, and said silently in his heart - release the soul, Yarman.

freed!

Alman.

Say it silently twice.

Huhu——

A gust of wind gushed out of the shackles, passed through the bathroom, and the curtains swayed with the wind.

Dean sat up straight suddenly.

next second.

The shadow of the past flashed, and while the black light danced, he made a series of movements of embracing and grasping in front of Dean, and fixed the invisible thing!
Dean lifted his spirits, held up the plank in front of his eyes, and looked through the glass——

There was a ghost nailed in front of "Shadow".

His face was pale, his expression was hollow, and his body was illusory and transparent, as if he would disappear at any moment. It was Arman, the hunter who had just died.

He was even wearing the winter clothes he had worn before he died.

Dean looked around the ghost in amazement.

Not to mention that compared to the powerful Alexander Raphael's ghost, this guy is far inferior to "Shadow".

There is no trace of spirituality or emotional fluctuations in his body, just like a lifeless sculpture, a puppet that has lost its core.

Dull, stiff.

Dean, the murderous enemy, stood in front of him, and he was indifferent, as if he had forgotten all the grievances and grievances in his life.

"The stronger the ghost, the more complex its thinking, the closer it is to living people, and it can even communicate directly with humans."

Dean remembered the words of expert Ms. Marlene Dailin,
"So, the weaker you are, the more dull you are."

Ordinary people's spirits are too weak, and after passing away, they will turn into ghosts, probably like the one in front of them, stupid and incapable of becoming a climate.

So can they communicate?

Dean raised his eyebrows, looked forward, and said in a low voice,

"Yarman, apart from the time on the mountain, have you committed any other crimes, killed or injured other innocent people?"

A dead silence.

The pale ghost in front of him didn't make any sound or express anything.

But a trace of disappointment just rose in Dean's heart.

The psychic board in his hand suddenly started to heat up, and a weak and invisible force gushed out of the psychic board, guiding Dean's hand, and placed it on the Ouija board full of numbers and letters.

brush brush --

The plank slid quickly against the chessboard, and the sharp tip pointed to a word——

"NO."

……

Effective!
Dean clenched his fists excitedly.

Not only because he got the answer, but also because he found a unique interrogation method.

If you encounter any enemies who would rather die than submit in the future.

It is completely possible to kill the other party first and turn it into a ghost, and then wait on it!
I can't do anything with you in life, but I'll let you tell the truth after death!

There are many possibilities for this ability, such as assisting LVPD to solve indoor murder cases.

Skip a lot of complicated and troublesome investigation and evidence collection steps, directly summon the ghost of the victim and ask for information about the murderer.

This is the real use of psychics!

……

Dean took a deep breath to suppress the constant inspiration in his mind, and turned his gaze back to the pale ghost who was being tortured through the plank.

In just one minute, its figure became thinner and thinner, becoming as transparent as a stream of water, as if a hidden place in the void was constantly calling for it, leading it to slowly disappear.

"Yarman, what happened last time, you haven't caused bad consequences yet, and there are no past bad deeds."

Dean thought of Ruster, Britney, all his friends and relatives.

There are all kinds of beautiful things in the world.

He can't always kill people with great malice and destroy their souls.

Dean thought about it.

"Shadow" loosened its grip on Arman, allowing it to stare at the void in silence.

In less than 3 minutes, the ghost dimmed, faded, and disappeared between the sky and the earth.

Dean raised the altar again, but could not find a trace of it anyway.

"Where did it go?"

"The final destination of the soul, the forest that Alvin has seen?"

Dean thought, and continued to release.

Fat Owen, scar-faced, taciturn Tom, the three ghosts are equally stupid.

Dean tortured them all according to the previously established procedure.

It turned out that these three guys, unlike Arman, were all repeat offenders.

The lightest ones have two or three lives in their hands, and this time Dean is not merciful.

Shadow is in charge of restraint, using the shackle as a weapon, piercing three evil spirits in the chest, watching them break into pieces and turn into fly ash under the powerful and mysterious destructive power of the shackle, just like Alexander once did.

Soul flies away.

You used the Phantom of the Sleepless, a strange thing, to kill the ghost*3...

Proficiency +3,

Proficiency +3,

Proficiency +2,

格斗lv1(103/200→111/200)
Specialty Supernatural Hunter activates, you gain perception 0.2*2, perception: 10→10.4
……

So far, after being interrogated by Dean, three of the spirits in the ghost board perish and one disappears.

The thoughts in Dean's mind suddenly opened up, and he stood in the dark living room again, closed his eyes and felt for a while,
0.4 perception boost.

Eyes, ears, mouth, nose, tongue, skin, only slightly itchy and hot.

"Ghosts actually have perception attributes, is it a sixth sense?"

"But the three heads only provide 0.4? That's right, the average attribute of my body is at least [-]% higher than that of ordinary people. The ghosts that ordinary people turn into, no matter how much they kill, will not help me much."

The greatest role of a supernatural hunter is to draw power from powerful aliens.

……

At last.

Dean glanced at an attribute point obtained after upgrading to lv2 not long ago.

His eyes flickered.

Related attributes for psychics are spirit and perception.

His spirit should not be far from the baseline of a psychic medium, but his perception is still far behind. If he wants to become a real psychic medium or a psychic master, he should add this attribute to his perception.

In addition, perception affects vision, and his shooting skills will also improve accordingly.

But Di'an was more inclined to add attribute points to physical fitness.

With the two trump cards of "Ying" and Qiban, he does not lack attack methods.

After killing four hunters easily, he didn't feel bad about it.

But in the face of supernatural power, he won with difficulty, and there is a high probability that he will be seriously injured and recuperate in the hospital for a long time.

"I don't want to lie bored in the hospital anymore."

"So I must enhance my ability to resist blows, survivability and recovery as much as possible. Only by living can I have a future."

Dean didn't hesitate any longer.

In the next second, the attribute points disappeared.

Physique: 11.6 → 12.6.

...

The heat flow runs through the whole body.

Dean curled up against the cold bathroom wall, tensed his muscles, and felt the "electric shock" over and over again with a blushing face.

Rumble!
He seemed to have auditory hallucinations, and blood surged in his veins, like a river and an ocean.

There seemed to be reptiles drilling between the muscles and internal organs, which felt numb and hot.

In a few tens of seconds or minutes, Dean recovered from sweating profusely, clenched his fists, twisted his neck, and his joints and bones cracked like firecrackers.

Easier than ever.

Vigorous as a volcano about to erupt!

At the same time, he looked in the mirror and was surprised to find that the skin on his body had become more delicate and shiny. The burn scars on the back of his hands and the scars on his back had faded by half from the size of his fingernails.

"If I continue to improve my body, these scars should eventually disappear completely, right?"

Dean took another look at the current state,
Character level: 2 (20/300)

Age: 18
Physique: 11.6→12.6
Power: 10.6
Sensitivity: 12.1
Perception: 10→10.4
Spirit: 14.2
Will: 12.2
……

Ability: 4/5
格斗lv1(103/200→111/200)
射击lv1(30/200→57/200)
Shadow of the Past lv0 (43→46/100)
Balance meditation method lv1 (5/200)
Expertise:

Junior Ironman
Junior Paranormal Hunter

System Capabilities:

God perspective lv1: Range 5→10 meters.

Dean closed his eyes and crossed his knees on the ground, lost in meditation, communicating with the dim red star.

……

Early the next morning, the sun was warm and the sea breeze was refreshing.

After packing, a group of nine met in a beach parking lot in Santa Monica.

"What's wrong, Abby?"

Dean found Abby with a sad face,
"No, just last night a nasty guy scratched my hand with sharp nails..." Abby showed the back of her left hand, between the wrist and the thumb, there was a half-finger-long crescent-shaped wound, It doesn't look deep, but it is very conspicuous, and you can also see the dark red coagulated blood inside.

"It's serious, does it hurt?"

"I took medicine last night and it doesn't hurt anymore."

"Back to Las Vegas, you'd better go to the hospital."

"Well, thank you for your concern."

"Okay, everyone, everyone is here," Last interrupted the chatting of everyone, and reminded, "Check the driver's license, wallet, and keys again, and confirm that they are correct, let's go back!"

"Next summer, let's do it again!"

"yeah!"

……

The three vehicles pulled out of the parking lot and headed back to Las Vegas on Route 66.

(End of this chapter)