Hunter's Mind Slug

Hegel is the spokesperson chosen by the slug to lead these people.

According to the current situation, it can't be done.

Anyway, with the characteristics of immortal soldiers, Ron is not worried about betrayal, so he has no idea to ask them to change the leader.

For the time being, let them play by themselves.

"Hegel, right!!"

After confirming the situation at the scene, Ron did not plan to waste time here.

Looking at the spirited young man in front of him, the big scar on his face, I don't know what happened. According to the characteristics of the slug, even if the skin fell off.

It should be able to recover by using the mind ability.

How could this thing be left behind.

The slug didn't say this little thing, and Ron was too lazy to ask anything.

Maybe this young man has a special hobby.

"Yes, Lord Ron."

He had some ideas before coming here, but when he came here, Hegel didn't have any rebellious heart.

However, he still had some ideas about the slug.

He didn't want to leave the slug just like that.

"You will lead the team, and the slug will stay with you for the time being."

There was no change in his expression. Ron was going to say something, but he thought it was unnecessary. Just leave it to this guy and the slug.

"I hope you won't let me down."

The slug had mentioned this guy before, and he was quite dependent on it.

Then just leave it to it anyway.

The last words were actually just a reminder. If a person is too useless, there is no need to bring a slug with him.

Although it won't waste much energy.

But if it's not necessary, it's not necessary.

It doesn't matter how much.

"I will never let you down, Lord Ron."

Originally, he was worried that the slug would leave him, but now he heard what Ron said, Hegel was relieved.

He also tightened the sticky slug in his hand, but he didn't use force.

In fact, he had always been entangled about whether the slug would leave him.

He had asked the slug before, and the slug had directly said that he would follow the arrangements of "Lord Ron".

Now listening to Ron's words, he was really relieved.

Hegel didn't really care about who he was under and what he had to do.

In his opinion, as long as he was alive and had the slug by his side, that would be fine.

As for Ron's words, he didn't really understand them.

But he listened to the orders and did things honestly.

He was still clear.

As for the other people who were subsequently recruited by Hegel and the slug.

Naturally, he had no objection.

Not to mention that all the people here were transformed into the Undead Army, and they had no choice at all.

Hegel and the slug had chosen.

Then what right did they have to refuse?

You know, most of everything here was fought for by the slug and Hegel.

. . .

Sitting in the car, watching the changes in Hegel's expression.

Ron, who is very sensitive to emotions, naturally felt the emotional changes in the other party.

From the initial resistance, complaints, and even the hatred similar to that of a love rival, Ron can feel it clearly, and now a sentence can make the other party change.

This made him sigh.

People nowadays have such a heavy taste.

They don't even let go of the slug.

So what can you do with a small slug.

In this regard, Ron did not express his feelings or opinions.

He could only say to the slug: You are really hard-working.

Then he began to lead people away. . .

As for the next destination, Ron had already chosen it when he came here.

They have been hunted for so long.

This certainly can't be done without doing anything, right?

Before Ron was not at the scene, the slug had no way to exert all its strength.

Now it's different.

Even if there is any team, even without Ron's help, the slug can crush those chasing teams.

Just a few Nen users who have developed Nen ability.

This is nothing.

The difference in Nen Qi is too big, even if the ability is well developed, it will not work at all.

Nen Qi is the foundation.

Those who really practice Nen ability know it.

. . .

Determine the target and set off.

There are more than a dozen cars coming this time.

If there are really so many cars, it is definitely not enough to sit.

It must be squeezed, and some people must sit on the roof, so that it is enough.

Fortunately, Hegel and others have made arrangements before, and some vehicles have been arranged on the other side, but it is a little far from here.

Need to go over to get it.

This way, everyone does not need to squeeze. .

"Slug, what did you do to him."

Sitting alone in the back seat, ignoring the driver of the Boudreau in front, Ron said to him with the slug.

Before, Ron just asked casually about Hegel's situation.

The slug just said it casually.

In fact, no one cared too much.

In Ron's opinion, it was just a reserve army. It would be best if it could stay. If not, it could become the source of life.

Perhaps, we can try to see what kind of power this explosion controlled by the slug can burst out.

"That little guy thinks I'm a god."

Without hiding anything, the slug said directly.

Hegel really thought he was a god.

At first, he needed to fool the other party.

So there was nothing to refute.

Later, when he heard that there was someone behind the slug, he still couldn't accept it.

After all, in Hegel's view, the slug was an omnipotent person.

How could there be a master or something like that?

After the slug explained it in a good way, Hegel finally accepted it.

If the other party didn't completely trust the slug, it might not be possible to become an immortal soldier and stimulate the ability of mind.

"God, hehe..."

Listening to the slug's words, Ron also knew what the other party meant.

There was no need for the slug to continue explaining anything.

He could imagine it.

Pull the other party out of the suffering.

Perhaps, it was really a god.

But it's a pity that imagination is just imagination after all. Even if you come here, you are just going from one hell to a decent hell.

"Where are the gods in this world? If there are the legendary gods, perhaps there would be no such place. Living in such a world, we are all pitiful people, that's all."

Muttered to himself.

Ron was very disdainful of such things as gods.

If there really were gods.

Then he would have an idea.

Kill one and see.

See if these so-called gods are really as they think.

Omnipotent.

For Ron's mumbling, Bodero in front pretended not to hear.

And the slug didn't say much.

Since he was born and created, the slug can actually be regarded as the one who knows Ron best, except for Ron himself.

At this time, it's better to say nothing.

Let Ron talk to himself for a while and it will pass.