Hunter: I’m Really Not a Mind Remover

Under the thunder, the giant shark covered with layers of scales split into two in mid-air.

Then it passed by both sides of the Purple Smoke, leaving only a rain of blood in the sky, and then disappeared into the waves in the blink of an eye.

And the huge black sword that had lost its power turned into telekinesis in the next second and returned to Moyu's body at the speed of light.

Before this, the companions who were familiar with Moyu's ability had never seen it used in this way. They looked shocked and felt a sense of survival after a disaster.

Navigating uncharted waters is far more dangerous than imagined.

If it hadn't been for Mo Yu's gigantic black knife, no one would have been able to prevent the Purple Smoke from being hit by the giant scale shark.

The blood in the sky and the sea water dyed the hull of the Purple Smoke red, and Moyu, who was the first to bear the brunt, was also covered in blood.

Are there any harmful substances or germs in this blood that we need to be vigilant about...

No one can juggle this at the moment.

Passing through the stormy waves and overcoming this ever-present crisis is everyone's only thought.

Facing the doomsday-like storm, the Purple Smoke sailed across the waves. Although it was small, it was also tenacious.

When the Purple Smoke finally passed through the storm, everyone on the ship was almost drained of their physical strength and potential energy, and they collapsed to the ground.

Only Mo You and Mo Laowu were in good condition.

The reason for Moyou's total potential energy is much higher than that of others, and Mo Laowu is responsible for steering the course and does not need to pour his mind power into the "divine words", so the consumption of potential energy is basically negligible.

When it comes to loss, it means mental loss.

But right now, Mo Laowu couldn't allow him to rest. He endured the tingling sensation in his temples and still focused on the sea surface conditions.

this--

It's just an appetizer.

Moyu stood at the bow of the boat, looking tiredly at the gentle waves ahead.

Having experienced the dangers and difficulties of crossing the sea at close range, Moyu made a decisive decision.

When they sail through unknown waters, they must visit the gatekeeper no matter what, and then seek the gatekeeper's help...

Only in this way can the risk of crossing the dark sea be greatly reduced.

"Those ancient pipes...what a shame."

There were inexplicable emotions in Moyou's eyes.

The dangers during the voyage made him deeply aware of the greatness and preciousness of those "ancient pipelines."

It’s hard to imagine how ancient people overcame so many obstacles, traveled across the oceans to six continents in that era, and built ancient pipelines that were no different from Noah’s Ark.

It's really respectable.

In the following days, there was no danger again.

This result made everyone optimistic.

Time passes slowly.

Forty days later.

The Purple Smoke went through many dangers and finally reached the boundary between the unknown sea and the dark sea.

Originally, according to the speed of the Purple Smoke, it would take less than twenty days to reach the sea boundary.

But plans can never keep up with changes.

The difficulty of crossing the unknown sea was beyond expectation, so much so that the crossing time more than doubled.

Thanks to Nobu's fourth-dimensional apartment ability, sufficient supplies for the voyage were greatly ensured.

But the bad news is that Norbu and Pom have disembarked midway.

In fact, during the crossing, Chiduo and others were still taking chances and tried to use the more than two months of crossing time to continue to persuade Norbu.

However, the incredible risks encountered during the voyage made Norbu determined to never cross the border sea line.

After all, compared to a medium-sized ocean-going ship like the Purple Smoke, the behemoth-like B.W makes people feel more secure.

With Norbu and Pom disembarking, the number of Moyo's team grew to twenty-five.

this day,

Mo Laowu stayed behind on the Purple Smoke while the others boarded land and went to where the gatekeeper was.

About the gatekeeper -

According to the available information, the Gatekeepers are the only Warcraft clan that controls the path to the Dark Continent.

Without the help of the Gatekeeper, the journey to the Dark Continent will inevitably become as difficult as climbing.

But on the other hand, if you can get the help of the gatekeeper, you have to bear the oath of "bringing back a disaster".

If there is no solution to the disaster, it may bring catastrophe to mankind.

This seems to be the price of getting the "ticket."

In other words, it is an equivalent exchange.

Moyu thought to himself, whether it is in the hunter's world or outside the hunter's world.

Oaths and restrictions, equivalent exchange...

Throughout.

Going inland from the coastline, the first thing you see is a barren land without any greenery.

Because the terrain is flat, the team traveled for less than an hour when they saw a building like the Great Wall standing in the distance.

The seemingly not high city wall spreads along the horizon to the end of the field of vision.

When the distance got closer, everyone saw that the city wall was made of various stones of different sizes.

It seems that the people who built the long wall used local materials, polished stones of various sizes into blocks, and then built the high wall like stacked logs, which exuded a primitive atmosphere.

"Where's the door?"

When everyone came under the high wall, Kang Zai first looked to the left, and then to the right.

Without waiting for anyone else to respond, Kang Zai added, "Otherwise, we can just turn over and forget it."

As he said that, he looked at the height of the wall. It was at most a dozen meters, and the difficulty of climbing it was almost zero.

Chiduo glanced at Kang Zai and reminded: "The gatekeeper hates rude people the most."

"Is this happening?"

Kang Zai habitually raised his hand to touch the tiger-tail braid on the back of his head.

Everyone nearby couldn't help but glance at Kang Zai.

The members of the intelligence team had integrated all the known information, but the Twelve Earthly Branches, who couldn't read, obviously didn't remember any of it.

"Look for the door along the wall."

Moyo suggested.

If you are not sure where the door is, you can only use stupid methods.

Half a day later.

Everyone arrived at the only gate of the Great Wall, which was about the same height as the trial gate used to defeat the enemy Hakka.

Moyu briefly looked at the wooden double-sided door in front of him, then moved forward a short distance and raised his hand to knock on the wooden door.

After a while.

With a dull sound like a boulder moving to the ground, the wooden door was slowly pushed outward.

Judging from this movement, I guess the weight of the wooden door is unusual.

Everyone looked at the crack in the door that slowly opened, and a strong figure over three meters tall emerged from it.

But it was a half-humanoid Warcraft clan covered in thick black hair.

Moyou looked closely and saw that the muscles in the opponent's upper body were bulging like rocks, but the lower limbs were slender and curved. From the perspective of others, they would inevitably worry that those lower limbs would not be able to support the strong and strong body.

And on the long and pointed head, there is a pair of black horns that are equally curved, giving it a slightly devilish charm.

Seeing this so-called gatekeeper, everyone waited with bated breath.

It’s all because of the energy displayed in the other party…

It’s so amazing!

I don’t know how many years of accumulation it took to reach this state.

The gatekeeper with golden vertical pupils and black horns glanced around at the visiting humans.

Then, the calm gaze was fixed on Moyu.

To be more precise——

He was looking at the eyeball from Mammon that Moyu had held in his hand in advance.