An invincible journey starting from a different race

Horn roared at them, "Why are you still paying attention to those weird things? Pay attention to me! I almost died! Didn't you say I was absolutely safe as bait?! Where is the safety now?!"

Several people then turned to look at Horn.

At this time, Horn was lying on the ground with his butt raised high, but because a big hole had been poked in the last part of his chastity pants, he was now naked.

How do I say this?

If Miss Shirley were to be naked in this position, everyone would find it very exciting and stimulating.

But now the naked one is a man...or rather, a male rabbit, so people are not very interested. It's not even that they are not interested, it's that it's too eye-catching to even take a second look.

"Aren't you free?" Aesop said.

"How come nothing happened?!" Horn wanted to yell, but because the women were still not far away, he didn't dare to shout loudly. He could only roar in a low voice, like a beast that was very unsure of itself, but wanted to show off its confidence. "I was almost dead! Almost, do you know what this means? At that time, that guy's sword was only a few centimeters away from my body! Damn it, I could already feel his heat!"

"Are you writing porn?" Stank asked.

"What kind of pornographic story is this!" Horn clenched his fists tightly. "How can you guys be so cold?! I came here to help you and lead the way. I also acted as bait because of your advice. Now I'm almost becoming a fellow man..."

At this point, he was slightly stunned, and then quickly cursed again.

"Fuck, is this what fellow travelers mean?!"

"...That's not what I meant, and your interpretation is way too perverted." Stank folded his arms across his chest, somewhat dissatisfied. "Besides, why do you keep saying this is a sacrifice for us? If we hadn't come, you wouldn't even have the chance to try. You'd have to hide in that tavern forever. And you should know that you can't hide forever. That guy named Lori across the street is what you ended up with."

With just one sentence, Stank silenced all of Horn's dissatisfaction, preventing him from saying anything further.

Horn wasn't completely clueless. He knew Stank was right. They couldn't hide in the tavern forever, while these outsiders could just walk away. Ultimately, it was he who needed them, not them who needed him.

"I see," Horn sighed and said, "I'm sorry."

"Well, there's no need to apologize so formally," Stank said. "Anyway, everyone is thinking about how to solve the problem now... What do you think, Aesop?"

While everyone was talking, Aesop had been observing Lowry across from him. Now he could finally draw some conclusions, so he pondered for a moment and said, "After being cursed, there is indeed a certain degree of consciousness, but it is indeed not much, and it cannot be subjected to too much stimulation, otherwise it will instantly lose control."

Horn asked, "You mean, Lowry was able to recognize me just now, but I was too excited and that made him lose control?"

Aesop nodded and said, "That's right."

"This..." Kelimu was a little puzzled and asked, "Is there any evidence?"

"The evidence is on his butt!" Aesop pointed at Horn's butt and said, "You'll know when you see it."

Several people were stunned for a moment, then looked over in unison, their eyes widening.

"How could this happen?!" Stank exclaimed.

"Does such a thing really exist?!" Bruce expressed disbelief.

"It's so shocking." Kelim murmured.

Only Horn, who was surrounded by onlookers, didn't know what was going on. A bunch of people stared at his butt, and then exclaimed in admiration at the same time... This kind of thing is too fucking weird!

"What on earth did you see?!" Horn couldn't help but curse, "Tell me quickly, bastard!"

"There's a word on your ass," said Stank.

Horn was slightly startled: "Word?"

"Yes." Bruce nodded seriously, "It says... run."

Horn's eyes widened: "This, this is..."

"Yes," Kelim said softly, "I guess this is the message that Mr. Lori left for you. Even in that situation, with that consciousness, he still used his remaining sanity to tell you to run."

Hearing what Klim said, Horn's body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

He murmured, "There is such a thing... There is such a thing..."

Just now, he was resenting Lowry because he almost became a fellow traveler.

Now that I think about it, how much pain must Lowry have endured that prevented him from taking that final, outrageous step?

He was obviously in so much pain and suffering, but he still used his remaining rationality to suppress his beast-like instincts.

"I'm sorry... I lost my composure." Horn couldn't hold back his tears, and he wiped them away while saying, "When I think about how Lowry was in so much pain, still leaving me these words in blood, I just..."

At this time, Aesop suddenly kindly reminded: "It's not blood words."

"...Huh?" Horn was slightly stunned. "What is that word?"

Aesop replied, "It is white words."

White words?

Horn thought for a moment and his expression changed.

"I really fucked him!"

The reason why 234 is not cursed

For the next few minutes, Horn kept yelling, "I'm not clean anymore, I'm not clean anymore," with despair written all over his eyes.

Stank tried to comfort him: "It doesn't matter. It's between brothers, why should we be so clear about it?"

"...It's because of brotherhood that we need to distinguish between these things!" Horn said, "Also, what does this have to do with brotherhood?! Why don't you put some on yourself?"

Stank sneered: "Haha, do you think we haven't tried it?"

Horn was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Stank and found that Stank was not joking, so he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but the words were stuck in his lips and he couldn't say anything. However, the more terrified look in his eyes had already reflected what he was thinking.

These outsiders...are they playing such a big game?!

Horn swallowed the saliva stuck in his throat and subconsciously took two steps back, but he didn't dare to complain anymore.

Seeing this, Bruce secretly gave Stank a thumbs-up and whispered in his ear, "You're really worthy of being here. You can actually come up with such an excuse to scare him. It's good to be able to scare him. He's been making so much noise all the time, it really annoys me."

Stank glanced at Brutz and said, "Why do you think I made this up?"

"Uh……?"

Stank deadpanned, "That's what we experienced at the volcano. Not to mention applying it on our bodies, Ganqiu even drank it."

Bruce was stunned for a moment, then his expression gradually turned into one of fear. Seeing this reaction, Stank felt secretly pleased, thinking that he could finally understand the pleasure of being considered a pervert or psychopath by just one sentence, just like Aesop.

Hmm…but is this kind of pleasure anything to be proud of?

The more Stank thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, and then he glanced at Aesop subconsciously, muttering in his mind that he must have been hanging out with Aesop too much, so that his heart was not sound, and he would have to pay more attention in the future.

At this time, Aesop frowned slightly after hearing the conversation between several people.

He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt like he had forgotten something very important.

Just as he was about to recollect his thoughts, Kelimu spoke up: "Well, those cursed ones have dispersed. Should we continue moving forward?"

"Still, we still need to move forward?" Horn's eyes widened and he said, "It's almost done."

"How can it be almost done?" Stank said, "How far have we come? Don't forget our original goal, to find that girl named Molly. Now we haven't even seen her, are we going back?"

If it weren't for Stank's reminder, Horn would have almost forgotten that they had just come in not long ago.What he had experienced before was so ridiculous that Horn thought they had been here for a long time.

"How about we come back tomorrow..." Horn wanted to struggle again, "My pants are already torn."

"It doesn't matter. It's just that my pants are torn. It doesn't mean my virginity is gone." Aesop said, "Let's talk about it after my virginity is gone."

Horn: “…”

Once your virginity is gone, it will be too late!

"Just follow your instructions and take us to a similar location," Aesop said. "Leave the rest to me."

Seeing that Aesop had said so much, Horn had no way to refuse. He could only sigh and say, "Okay, it's not far anyway. After all, our place is only this big. But I still have to remind you that Molly is very special. Don't even think about competing with her, otherwise you will only suffer, and..."

"And what?"

Horn glanced at everyone and said, "Although she is a nightmare, she is a nightmare that can use magic, so you must not take it lightly."

"It's okay." Aesop said, "As for magic, I know a little bit."

"You're definitely not as good as her. Never mind. All you need to know is that she knows magic. Combined with her secret technique, she can spin at high speed and attack three targets. You absolutely can't compete with her." Horn clearly had a deep psychological trauma from Molly. He had repeated the same warning many times before, and this time he emphasized it again, "If you notice something's wrong, run immediately. Don't look back!"

Only after everyone's repeated assurances did Horn agree to continue leading the way.

On the subsequent journey, Horn was obviously more cautious than before. Although he still walked close to the wall, he would stop every two steps and look around, fearing that the wall would collapse again, or that a hand would reach out from some corner, wanting to become a closer brother to him.

Seeing how cautious he was, the others also walked on thin ice, only Aesop was the same as usual... He directly cast a silent spell on himself.

What, why not give it to others?

He thought no one else asked.

Anyway, they walked on thin ice for about twenty minutes, and finally reached the deepest part of the street, where Horn stopped.

"That's it." Horn pointed to a very inconspicuous house at the deepest part. "That's where Molly lives."

Lim looked in the direction Horn pointed, and then said, "This doesn't look like where the final boss would live."

"What final boss? You think we're playing house?" Stank said. "We're only dealing with a nightmare. If all else fails, we can just suppress it with force. If the only requirement is not to hurt her, that's pretty easy."

Horn suddenly became anxious: "What did you promise me just now? I told you not to even think about attacking her. That's just asking for..."

Before he could finish his words, Horn and Stank were grabbed by the back of their collars by a pair of strong hands, and fell to the ground in the snow with a thud.

A few people thought that the incident with the same fellow practitioner was about to happen again, and subconsciously looked back, only to see an extremely strong middle-aged man looking at them with a very dissatisfied look.

"You guys!" The other party pointed at them. "Do you know where this place is? You actually came here. Do you also want to be turned into a firearm?"

This is actually a normal person?

Everyone was very surprised.

Although his words showed his concern for them, his behavior made Stank very dissatisfied. Stank stood up from the snow, patted his sore butt, pointed at the other party and said, "Then who are you? Why dare to show up here?"

The other man glanced at Stank and snorted, "I'm different from you. I'm not afraid of the curse here, but you are."

"Yo," Stank said, almost laughing. "Who do you think you are? What's with that arrogant tone? Why are you the only one who can do it, but we can't? Tell me."

The other party said calmly.

"Because I can't get an erection, they can't do anything to me. Is that the same for you?"

Stank: "..."

235 Kato Wolf's Hand!

With just one sentence, Stank was so confused that he didn't know how to fight back.

This is even more powerful than "I am weak, but I am right". As long as I can't lift it myself, I won't be afraid of any temptation from the nightmare. Is that what you mean?

But it's still so barren and weird. Stank doesn't even know whether this guy is telling the truth or lying... Oh no, it should be a joke.

"Haha, I can see distrust in your eyes." The middle-aged man glanced at Stank and said, "But unfortunately, that's just who I am."

This is the kind of person... What the hell?!

Why are you acting like, "Excuse me, I'm just this invincible, this powerful"? You're clearly impotent, so why are you so proud?!

The corners of Stank's mouth twitched slightly, and he wanted to complain, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them.

After all, people can use their impotence as a weapon. Can he really provoke such a strong heart with just a few words?

"Who the hell are you?!"

The middle-aged man crossed his arms over his chest and chuckled twice before saying, "I am the White Wolf."

White... wolf?

Several people exchanged glances, as if they wanted to ask each other "Do you know him?", "Is this name famous?", but they could only see confusion in each other's eyes.

"You guys..." White Wolf frowned at everyone's reaction, "You haven't even heard of me?! You're so ignorant!"

"Shouldn't we have heard of you? And you're really weird!" Stank finally couldn't help but complain, "It's okay if you say you can't lift it, but you get so angry when you hear we don't know your name?"

"I'm not angry or mad," White Wolf said calmly. "I'm just ashamed of your limited knowledge."

...I really want to hit him.

Everyone thought this way except Aesop.

"Forget it. I don't want to argue with you guys too much." White Wolf shook his head and said, "Then let me introduce myself. I'm White Wolf, a well-known adventurer."