Immediately after, Oboro narrowed his eyes.
He saw ripples appear on the mirror, and a blurry figure stepped out from it. It didn't have a face or features, but its body shape was exactly the same as his, as if it was a clone.
"Hmm?"
Oboro was slightly surprised.
Not an Enhancer?
Anthony's information couldn't be wrong...
Seeing that the ability had been successfully released, the guy who was holding Oboro immediately retreated, and distanced himself far enough...
As if being close to Oboro was a heart-stopping state for him every second.
The woman's aura was very familiar... She should have appeared at a very far distance before, and flashed by.
"This clone needs a long time to observe, collect data, and then the mirror needs to shine on my body..." Oboro suddenly realized that this was a trap.
The two people he had killed were bait.
Thinking this, a large light suddenly lit up in the dark forest.
Under Oboro's gaze, the light swayed, and one unfriendly person after another walked out.
There were more than ten of them!
"Hehe... We finally caught you!"
The man, who was holding a large light and had a mouth full of yellow teeth, stared coldly at Oboro, who was standing in place, not moving, as if he was bound by the stone layer.
"You've been making a lot of moves lately... You've been constantly killing people, and clearing out the personnel of various forces. The purpose of doing this shows... You should have been temporarily hired by the Soli Group, right? Unfamiliar faces... I haven't seen you before."
The Soli Group was the organization in charge of excavating the ruins this time.
Before the yellow-toothed man could finish speaking, another person next to him said with a serious expression, "Be careful. This guy is very dangerous..."
After saying this, the crowd dispersed, and slowly surrounded Oboro.
"You thought we'd obediently let you slaughter us? You're thinking too simply!" The yellow-toothed man's expression became fierce.
"A group concealment ability... Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to detect it. These people's strength is very outstanding, but it hasn't reached the point where they can hide from me. It looks like the teams from several forces have joined forces... To ambush me."
Oboro's gaze swept over everyone in the field one by one, and he had an idea in his mind.
He dared to act alone... Naturally, he wasn't afraid of ambushes and traps.
He was confident that he could deal with any unexpected situation.
In other words, besides testing his abilities, this mission was more about training his teammates in Oboro's plan.
To increase their tacit understanding.
Especially Rita and Gabe Witsch, they needed to grow...
Crack!
The yellow-toothed man was still about to say something. The next second, the rocks on Oboro's body suddenly cracked.
The ghost shadows howled, and his main body, as if it had crossed space, appeared in front of the yellow-toothed man, and made eye contact with him.
The latter's expression immediately froze, and his eyes widened.
"I can't... Keep up!"
Nearby, the woman who had cloned Oboro's replica had a look of horror on her face.
She didn't understand!
In the past, once the clone appeared, even if the opponent was strong, they would at least be entangled... This was a very buggy point of her ability.
Although it required a long time to prepare, as long as the clone was completed, victory was almost guaranteed.
Oboro coldly glanced at the yellow-toothed man, and attacked as fast as lightning. With a bang, the man's neck tore open like rotten wood...
His corpse was still holding the lamp, and fell back.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye.
Immediately after, Oboro flashed in front of the woman, and threw a punch. The other party's delicate body bent in half, her feet left the ground, and she flew straight up.
This woman seemed to be very confident in her ability... But in Oboro's eyes, she was just trash.
It wasn't the ability that was trash.
It was the woman.
As soon as the woman died, the replica that had just caught up dissipated.
Oboro could tell at a glance that this replica was materialized based on data collection.
In other words, the more complete the information collected, and the more comprehensive the data, the stronger the replica would be, and the closer it would be to the original.
However, it was clear that the woman wasn't a top expert in observation and data analysis.
Her ability development was good, but unfortunately... She didn't know how to use it.
Typically, she couldn't control her ability.
"Attack!"
Having killed two people in an instant.
This made the nearby guys feel terrified, and someone shouted.
Oboro completely released his Nen ability, and the ghost mist that was floating nearby spread out in the forest, and the range was more than twice as large as before.
And sensing his surging and powerful amount of Nen ability, some people's expressions changed drastically.
Those whose minds weren't firm were even trembling their lips, as if they had lost their fighting spirit.
This kind of vitality...
Where did this monster come from?!
The quiet forest was a mess.
Oboro's leather shoes were stained with thick blood. He slowly walked to a corpse, and absorbed the soul substance and black mist that had appeared.
The left half of his clothes had been torn, but he wasn't injured.
In less than half an hour, he had killed all of the dozen or so Nen ability users... The more enemies there were, and the more complex the cooperation between Nen abilities was, the more situations he had to face, and the more information he had to process.
To some extent, after Nen ability users reached a certain level, the increase in the number of people wasn't simply one plus one.
These people's strength wasn't low.
However, because of the passive enhancement of the Damnation and Absolution abilities this week, his Nen ability intensity had increased somewhat, due to the magic resistance factor.
At the same time, his physical defense, which was the resistance of his physical quality, had also improved a bit...
Therefore, it was even more difficult for Nen ability users who were weaker than him to cause damage to him.
The black mist was related to the three aspects of attack range, critical strike, and life steal.
Oboro now had 40 stacks of black mist, but his attack range had only increased by ten centimeters, which was different from the experience in the real game.
This was within his expectations.
After all, it had been peeled from the game, and integrated into reality.
Moreover, due to the problem of peeling, the effect of Absolution was missing its attack power.
It was already very good that it had this kind of growth potential now.
Critical strike was also an attribute that could strengthen killing power. Don't look down on the short ten centimeters of attack range. In actual combat, the effect it had was especially obvious. Especially in close combat, some dodges and footwork, if they didn't create enough distance, would still be hit by Oboro's fists and feet...
In addition, Oboro had also killed some ordinary people these past few days... He found that souls and black mist wouldn't drop after ordinary people died. They only worked on Nen ability users. Moreover, the stronger the other party was, the greater the attribute increase that the soul or black mist that they dropped would bring him. It wasn't just about the number of stacks absorbed.
In this way, for Oboro, hunting powerhouses seemed to be a good way to 'advance'.
Some targets would still drop souls and black mist even if they didn't die at his hands. This was the passive effect of his two abilities, but it had a certain range, about 500 meters. He himself had to be at the 'scene'.
If the two energies weren't picked up in time after they dropped, they would disappear.
After touching the corpse to see if he could find anything useful, the dark green ghost mist surging around Oboro retracted, and his figure instantly disappeared from the spot, and was gone.
...
"The captain is back!"
On the other side, Anthony and the others sensed Oboro's location through their mental connection.
When they saw Oboro appear with his clothes torn, the team members were a bit surprised.
It was just four survivors. The battle seemed to have been a bit intense...
Right now, they had extraordinary trust and admiration for Oboro's strength.
"What happened?"
Menchi looked over.
Oboro briefly explained the situation.
"More than ten people? A trap..."
"Yeah... Two forces joined forces." Oboro nodded.
"That's great... It saves us from having to go find them. We can cross another one off the list." Anthony said happily, took out a pen, and put a cross on the red dot marked at this coordinate on the map, "There are five left."
In fact, they could have cleared out the rioters outside the restricted area more quickly.
But besides the red dots that had already been marked, there were many forces that the Soli Group hadn't discovered in this area, including some new gangs that had just arrived.
Therefore, the content and intensity of their work was much higher than they had predicted at the beginning.
"There's no rush."
Oboro took out new clothes from the accompanying package, and changed into them. He looked at Menchi, "Let's make something to eat first."
Menchi understood, and turned around and walked away directly.
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