The infinity of blood collapse at the beginning

Chapter 191 The Fourth Exam (Second update for subscription)
Jeff did not act with Curt this time. Although the two of them arrived at the same time, the time of judgment is still given priority to Jeff.

Although the fourth exam does not prohibit candidates from joining forces, Jeff undoubtedly does so.

Jeref's opponent is No. 364, who is judged by Jeref to be a master of the same plane.

The conversation between the two had better not be heard by the aborigines, not only for Kurt, but also for Jeff himself.

Even without Jeff, Curt could still easily pass the fourth exam.

She is a child of the enemy-beating family.

After Jeff stepped into the forest, he disapparated and flew to the highest point of Spectacles Island.

He took out one small bottle after another from his pocket.

If you observe carefully, you can find that all the small bottles are monsters captured by Zeref in the Shimera Wetland.

Picking up a vial casually, the predators who used to eat meat and were at the top of the food chain were terrified under Jeff's gaze.

Like a herd of sheep under the watchful eye of a lion.

"Let me add a little material to this exam, just to do an experiment."

With a pinch of the thumb, the bottle cork easily pops out.

A series of jerky and incomprehensible incantations came from Jeff's mouth.

"Little sister~ Why are you here alone, do you want to come and play with uncle?" On the plain by the lake of Glasses Island, a wretched-looking red-nosed uncle said to Curt who was looking at him coldly.

No. 197 Budou, his goal is No. 59 Curt.

Rubbing his hands back and forth, there was an indescribably disgusting feeling.

"You old pervert, deal with it as soon as I said. This kid is following that monster, and the two of them separated with great difficulty. Don't waste your time at this time."

A long-haired man with a shotgun beside Budou said while observing his surroundings with half-closed eyes.He showed two diametrically opposed attitudes to Budou's carelessness.

"Carbin, don't worry, I've planted countless bombs around here. Not to mention people, even a fly can't fly in, and even if that monster comes, it will be blown to nothing. And didn't you set up a lot of traps yourself? What are you worried about?"

"It's hard to catch this opportunity, so let me have a good time. You know, I like this one the most." Budou wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth with his oily cuff, and looked at him impatiently. Curt.

"This pervert!" Carbin, who was holding a shotgun, spat and turned his head away. "Quickly solve it, I always have a bad feeling."

After speaking, he stopped looking at Budou and Ke Te.

His frontal strength is not strong, and he is suitable for assassination. He needs to use Budou's bomb talent. One is responsible for laying mines and the other is responsible for replicating and making traps, waiting for the prey to come automatically. Take the shotgun for the coup de grace.

The two have teamed up more than once, and they have never missed it so far.

"I know, I know." Budou said a few perfunctory words, then looked at Ke Te again. "Little sister, obediently listen to what Shu Shu says, and I'll make you feel better soon!"

As he said that, he stretched out a pair of rough hands towards Curt.

"puff"

"Crack."

"Ah!" The miserable cry aroused a flock of birds on the branches.

"Devil. Devil!!!" Carbin shouted and ran towards the forest while rolling and crawling, not even caring about the shotgun in his hand.

That bomb maniac, Budou, had been cut into several pieces, and blood was splattered everywhere.

Curt, who was regarded as a dish by them, looked at himself contemptuously at this moment, with warm blood still remaining on his fingertips.

He finally knew where the bad premonition in his heart came from.

Originally thought that this little lolita was a soft persimmon.

Who knew that it was actually a ferocious beast, or the kind that devoured people.

At this time, Carbin suddenly thought of a phrase "Standing beside a beast can only be a beast"

It was too late when he woke up.

Because at the last moment he saw a snow-white origami fan.

"Paper Blowing Snow."

There are white "snowflakes" around the sky. If you look closely, it turns out that they are the scraps of paper.

Beautiful and beautiful, Curt is like a dancing girl fluttering in the wind.

doublekill, complete double kill.

Curt* beats the enemy, beats the fourth daughter of the enemy's Hakka.

Ability to think.

The strength is only inferior to Hisoka, Yiermi, No. 364 glasses man, and Jeff.

It was precisely because of this that Jeff was relieved to let her take the exam alone.

Although Hanzo and Kiya are strong, they have not yet learned how to read.

Jeff and Elmi are still people who won't attack her. In other words, as long as Curt doesn't meet No. 364 and Hisoka, she is basically an unsolvable existence.

I found two license plates from the opponent, looked at them, and found that they were not what I needed, so I threw them to the bushes aside.

With a chuckle, he put away the folding fan in his hand, picked up little Polly who was hiding aside, and disappeared into the plain.

Before leaving, Curt glanced intentionally or unintentionally at the big tree on one side.

"What a scary kid." After a long time, an exclamation sounded from the big tree that Kurt had watched.

A middle-aged man with a spear jumped down from the tree.

He looked around vigilantly and found that there was nothing unusual.

Cautiously walked towards the place where Curt discarded the two trademarks, and sure enough, there were two round trademarks lying there quietly.

The middle-aged man was overjoyed, secretly picked up a big deal, and grabbed the two trademarks impatiently.

The neck is slightly cold.

Then a whirl

Then he saw a figure in sackcloth holding a spear.

Huh?that body is so familiar
When his eyes went dark, the middle-aged man with a long gun didn't know anything.

"Hehe." At this time, Curt, who had already left, came out from behind another big tree not far away.

He took away the license plate in the pocket of the man with the spear and the two license plates lying quietly on the grass.

"Six points in hand." The folding fan covered his mouth and let out a chuckle.

Curt's figure disappeared into the forest again.

triple kill
Complete a triple kill.

Don't compare your patience with a professional killer, the cards discarded, everything that leaves the figure is an illusion.

The purpose is to draw out candidates who are hiding in the dark.

As a result, Curt succeeded.

Don't blame Curt for being cold-blooded and ruthless. She was originally a killer, and the angle of solving the problem is whether to kill or not, and whether it is worth it.

It's just that he restrained himself when he was with Zeref.

Far away on the other side of Spectacle Island.

The loud sound of "Bang" and "Bang" came from the depths of the forest.

A gigantic monster with a strange appearance wantonly destroys everything around it.

Seems to be chasing something.
(End of this chapter)