Chapter 87 Your ability is precious (25 first order required)
Giving up the paper fan is equivalent to giving up the possibility of defeating the opponent.
Cote originally intended to retreat, but Moreau's look deeply irritated him.
The strong feeling of shame and anger emerging from his heart made him gradually lose control of his expression.
Morrow casually unfolded the paper fan in his hand, looked at Cote's already unbalanced face, and said: "At a young age, I have already developed the habit of playing tricks on the enemy..."
"You!?"
Cot jumped back again, staring at Moreau with trembling eyes.
Playing with prey...
He really likes to do this.
But in this duel, he was always at a disadvantage. Let alone toying with the prey, he was more like the one being toyed with.
But why can the other party see this?
This feeling of being able to see through the essence at a glance made the pressure that Kurt was already under become even more suffocating.
Morrow folded the paper fan and said calmly:
"Don't be so surprised. Things like telekinesis will intuitively reflect the character of the person with the ability. You use the seemingly ordinary small triangular piece of paper as a killing move, don't you just want to see a reaction of disbelief from your opponent?"
"You, how do you know my...?!"
Kurt subconsciously clenched his fists, his heart shaking.
At this moment, the feeling of being able to see through the essence at a glance became even stronger.
So much so that Kurt's heart beat suddenly faster, and he actually felt fear...
Morrow lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Because your offensive intention is too obvious, and you are overconfident, and you directly put real and fictitious means on the table. Only beasts who don't know how to think will fall for this trick."
"..."< br/>
· Kurt bit his lip hard, and his voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth: "You...stopped suddenly just to humiliate me at this moment?"
· "Nothing."
· Moreau shook his head slightly and said: "From the moment you attacked me with the paper fan, it was actually over."
· "Huh?"
Cotter suddenly felt like he was facing a formidable enemy.
Without any reason, he unconditionally believed what Moreau said at this moment, so he did not dare to stay any longer and fled suddenly.
The raised wide kimono sleeves were like wings, flying behind him.
Morrow looked at Kurt's flying figure with calm eyes, and a fluorescent green flying star condensed on his fingertips.
Just now, he only avoided Kurt's attack, and he achieved the ability condition of starlight condensation, and hit Kurt with a star mark.
This is because Kurt's manifested energy level is not high.
Of course, part of the reason is that when Kurt controls the attack, he injects more than half of the manifest energy into a large number of pieces of paper.
「Fraud Flying Star」
Morrow flicked his fingers.
The flying star, which was only the size of an egg, doubled in power and size after turning back, and flew directly towards the running Curt.
The fluorescent green light was like a scanner, scanning forward quickly along the dirty and dark passage.
While Kurt's petite figure shuttled quickly through the twists and turns of the alley, the fluorescent green light coming from behind followed him like a shadow.
Just a moment.
Curt felt threatened.
"Tracking bullets...?"
The corner of his eye was filled with green luster. Curt stopped suddenly and subconsciously wanted to use a paper fan to break the pursuing bullets.
But just as his right hand moved, he realized that the paper fan had fallen into the guy's hand.
The emotions of panic and fear finally greatly affected this genius who defeated the enemy's guest family.
Kurt looked at the teleportation bomb flying straight towards him, made a final futile struggle, suddenly turned sideways, and clung to the wall.
The flying star passed by Kurt's eyes, turned in mid-air, and pointed directly at Kurt's body.
Curt has made the judgment of tracking the bomb, so he can only mobilize the maximum amount of mental energy to build a defense as much as possible.
Boom!
The flying star hit Curt.
The strong impact knocked Kurt directly into the building. The power of the explosion shattered the surrounding walls and raised a cloud of smoke.
The next second.
Cotter, covered in dirt and blood on his lips, rushed out of the smoke.
"Fortunately... it's not very powerful, cough."
Kurt wanted to continue running away, but he stumbled, fell to his knees heavily, and spit out a mouthful of blood.
As soon as he raised his head, he saw fluorescent green light shining at the corner of the alley, and his pupils shrank involuntarily.
Immediately afterwards, I saw Moreau stepping on a flying star, flying out from the corner of the alley, and in an instant he was in front of Curt.
Kurt's body tensed up, and he struggled to get up. His eyes became cold, and he was ready to fight.
However, Moreau just jumped down from the flying star and landed steadily.
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As he landed, the flying star also disappeared.
Looking at the blood stains on Kurt's face, Moreau pointed out: "The moment you guarded against the bullet, did you feel that the power was not strong?"
..."
Curt's eyes trembled rapidly, and he suddenly understood that Moreau had kept his hand.
The reason for doing this is to play with the prey...
Thinking of this, Kurt couldn't help but grit his teeth and said fiercely: "Kill if you want, I will never let you do it!"
"I won't kill you."
Moreau lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Because your ability is very precious."
"!"
Kurt was stunned for a moment.
But then, he saw in Moreau's lowered eyes the look that felt the prey was worthless.
Suddenly, a mixture of shame, anger and fear was about to break through his chest.
He had never had such an experience, but under the suppression of such strong emotions, he naturally had the idea of regaining his place.
But the remaining reason was telling him another fact: he couldn't win, there was no chance.
Facing Kurt's unabashedly angry and ferocious eyes, Moreau turned a blind eye and said to himself:
"If I were you, I would focus my ability directly on the killing move, instead of pretentiously matching it with other attack methods. In addition...your personality of liking to play with prey is actually not suitable for the characteristics of the manipulation system ability."
With that said, Moreau handed over the paper fan in his hand and continued:
"You can definitely spend money to hire some children and let them send more pieces of paper to the target while playing naturally, and be prepared as much as possible in advance to kill with one strike. But you are too proud and you probably won't use such a small trick. Well, I'll give you the fan back."
"No!"
Colt refused fiercely, then reluctantly turned around and started running again.
Looking at Kurt's reaction, Moreau could only take back his fan, thinking that he would go back to the hotel later, so he followed him.
Because you can leave this building area in that direction.
This time.
Kurapika leaned against the wall of the alley, the scene just now and the monster-like child kept flashing through his mind.
Da da...!
A sharp, crisp sound came from the alley.
Kurapika came back to his senses and walked away.
What caught his eye was the child whom he regarded as a monster. He was running in this direction in panic, as if he was avoiding something terrible.
What, what happened...?
Kurapika's breathing, which had just calmed down, suddenly became rapid again.
(End of this chapter)