Hunter: I became stronger even after I died.

Chapter 181 Sweep
Being able to spread "thoughts" to this extent is definitely not something that can be achieved with ordinary thought abilities.

Only a mind that has become stronger due to death is capable of doing this.

This view may be too absolute.

But it is also one of the views that Moreau holds.

So when Kangzai mentioned the movement of the Dark Sonata, he realized that—

The essence of the music must be an extremely powerful thought about afterlife.

As for how the third princess of Gu Ganyu transferred the price, Kang Zai didn't know, and Moro had no way of guessing.

"Is her name Eve? That woman..."

On the way to the destination, Moro sketched out the image of the woman in his mind. He only vaguely remembered that she was good-looking and had long silver hair.

Soon.

Several people came to a building with closed doors.

Moro raised his head and glanced at the relief above the wooden door. Through the hollow gaps, he seemed to see wisps of black air overflowing from it.

This is not seen by the naked eye, but a sensory phenomenon that is almost like an illusion.

Even if you just stand at the door, you can feel the ominous atmosphere emanating from the building.

"A little bit adds up to a lot..."

Moreau thought to himself.

Through the door, he could almost imagine the scene inside.

In addition to the strong smell of thoughts about the afterlife, he also noticed the word "God" engraved below the threshold.

These divine characters extend to both sides and all the way to the end of the wall, seemingly surrounding the entire building.

Different from the word "God" on the stone tablet seen in the lotus pond before, the edges of the outlines of the word "God" here are emitting a faint telekinetic glow, and it is obviously playing some kind of role.

Nian Ze saw that Moro's attention was focused on the word "God" and asked, "Does Donor Moro know the word "God"?"

"Know something."

Moro retracted his gaze and spoke truthfully.

Upon hearing this, Nian Ze took the initiative to explain: "This is the divine word I set up. It can slightly suppress the thoughts of the afterlife of the 'receivers' in the house. However, this is ultimately a temporary solution and can only delay their death at best."

"I see. It sounds a lot like a barrier. I didn't expect the word 'God' to have this effect."

A hint of surprise flashed in Morrow's eyes.

This kind of existence, which only appears as the tip of the iceberg in the original work and is more like ancient text, seems to have been widely used in this country.

Nian Ze said slowly: "In the field of application of divine characters, there is indeed the concept of barrier. In the history of our country, there has been a profession called barrier master, but it is rare now. Divine characters are always a tedious and difficult skill, and few people are willing to study it now."

Moreau was curious.

The barrier master...

This reminded him of the ninjas of Ryuo Country and the ninjutsu used by Hanzo in the original work.

Whether it is a barrier master or a ninja, the abilities they demonstrate are essentially derived from the Nen ability system.

The barrier masters who were active in the history of the ancient Ganyu Kingdom were probably the product of a clever combination of the word "divine" and the ability of mind.

However, as the mind-reading system gradually matured, auxiliary means such as the divine word, which were extremely difficult to use, lost their practical value.

Take the barrier for example. As long as a Nen user can clearly recognize his or her own Nen attributes and rely on the natural advantages of Nen attributes, he or she can easily create a materialization ability similar to the barrier.

Perhaps, the early Nen users in the ancient Ganyu Kingdom did not have a clear understanding of the properties of Nen.

This is what led to some people whose abilities were not materialization-type to practice the art of barrier creation.

This inefficient way of practice has invisibly elevated the auxiliary value of the word "God".

On the other hand, when the practice method becomes more efficient, the presence of the word "God" will weaken.

"Business matters."

Kangzai reminded from the side.

Nian Ze nodded towards Kang Zai, then took a few steps forward and reached out to push open the wooden door.

creak-

The wooden door was slowly pushed open, and the word "God" below the threshold also dimmed.

Inside the door was a spacious hall with almost no furnishings.

On the red brick floor, there were many people lying with black carbonized matter on their bodies. Each of them was emitting black thoughts that floated around like smoke.

Moro took a quick look and roughly estimated that there were about three hundred people.

He also noticed that there were many fine ash-like particles scattered on the ground.

Those should be the traces left behind after the death of the "receivers".

"After being convicted, it seemed that even their ability to express emotions was taken away from them. The only thing left was a slight instinct for survival."

Nian Ze's eyes quickly swept across the ashes on the ground. Not long ago, there were living people lying there.

There were already many victims before Kangzai found Moro.

He and Kang Zai were not aware of the spreading mechanism of the thought of afterlife, nor did they have the ability to eliminate it, so they could only watch as one after another of the victims of the thought died silently.

Although Kang Jae has the will, he is powerless to change the status quo.

In addition, Kang Jae believed that this matter was related to him, so he has been suffering both physically and mentally during this period of time.

Moro glanced at Kangzai and Nianze's reactions inconspicuously, and saw deep regret on their faces. He also thought of the fatigue that Kangzai could not hide before.

Strictly speaking——

Kang Jae and Nian Ze are both good people.

As Moro was thinking about this, he strode over to the nearest person who was being chanted.

Just as Nian Ze said, these people who were being thought of lost their ability to express emotions and lay on the ground as quietly as wood.

Only through their eyes can one see the little will to survive that remains in them.

However, this state actually made it easier for Moro to eliminate his thoughts.

Moro squatted down and reached out to touch the person in front of him.

In an instant, the dark carbonized marks on the recipient's body disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and turned into a wisp of black thought, which was absorbed by the annual ring tattoo on the back of the hand.

The thought elimination is over.

Moro stood up and walked towards another person being reminded.

Reach out and touch, absorb the death thought...

As he absorbed more and more death thoughts, the energy of the second ring of trees also increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although the intensity of the death thought on each of the victims is not high, the number is huge.

Fortunately, the tree ring energy does not have the experience decay mechanism like the upgrade ability.

Otherwise, even if there are many recipients of the power in this hall, he can only gain a tiny amount of energy.

In front of the wooden door, Kangzai and Nianze watched Moro easily remove the thoughts of afterlife from the recipients as if it were child's play, and their expressions gradually became numb.

It’s so simple and so easy…

This thorny problem that had been bothering them was as easy as sweeping away dust in Moreau's hands.

Moro didn't pay attention to Kangzai and Nianze's reactions, and concentrated on absorbing the thoughts of death.

As he absorbed more and more death thoughts, the energy of the second ring gradually exceeded 60%...

However, there were still many people in the hall who had not been dealt with.

"20 people, that's about 1%... So, the total energy is about 15%, right? Hmm...?"

Suddenly, a large amount of information emerged out of nowhere in Moreau's mind.

To be more precise, it was a rather abrupt and sharp buzzing sound.

Although the sound only rang in his mind, it was like countless fine needles scraping wildly on his eardrums, and the stinging sensation went straight to the depths of his soul.

Moro suddenly froze in place, his expression changing slightly.

Kang Zai noticed that Moro was acting strange, his eyes fixed, and he asked hurriedly: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

"Let me be quiet for a while."

Morrow raised his hand to stop Kang Jae from getting closer, closed his eyes, and tried to resist the voice that seemed to have begun to attack his soul.

So irritable, so aggressive...

Can this still be considered music?

The Devil's Song...

(End of this chapter)