Demon hunter's Cooking Manual-Chapter 802 - 30 Crunch!

Chapter 802: Chapter 30 Crunch!

In the low murmur of the Dufol Language, a special force field belonging to Protection Against Evil enveloped the flesh and blood flying towards them.

Hiss!

It was like butter placed on a red-hot frying pan.

Almost the moment it came into contact with the special force field of Protection Against Evil, those pieces of flesh began to melt away.

The speed was incredibly fast!

And there was no reversing it!

“Aaaaah!”

The miserable cries came from the remnants of flesh.

Vaporized blood steam began to gather.

They enveloped the remaining flesh.

They clung to the remaining flesh.

The next moment, ‘Heart Extractor’ appeared before Jason, in a ‘steam’ mixed with flesh and blood.

The facial features were already a blur, leaving only holes and dripping blood.

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The limbs were gone, the torso was also incomplete.

Most of the organs had disappeared, the only thing relatively intact was the heart.

Ugly.

Disgusting.

Ferocious.

Anyone who saw ‘Heart Extractor’ at this time would have this feeling.

Jason was no exception.

So—

“Yi!”

Once again, Protection Against Evil.

After Protection Against Evil reached Master level, not only had its power increased to above that of a chariot, but the special effects brought by Glyph Replication also allowed Jason to store two instances of Protection Against Evil.

Two instances that didn’t consume Physical Strength, and were almost instantly castable Protection Against Evil, the benefit to Jason was naturally self-evident.

Just like at this moment!

Hiss!

“Aaaaah!”

The distinctive sound of evaporation continued.

Along with it, cries of agony.

It went on for about two seconds.

When the flesh had completely melted, the screams disappeared.

However, the blood-colored ‘steam’ was still there.

And moreover, it gradually gathered into the shape of a person.

Not abstract, but a tangible figure.

It resembled the images inside an old-fashioned camera, flimsy and black-and-white.

The black-and-white ‘Heart Extractor’ looked bewildered.

“Am I dead?”

‘Heart Extractor’ seemed to ask, as if talking to himself.

Then, he nodded.

“Yes, I must be dead.”

After answering himself, ‘Heart Extractor’ looked up at Jason and said,

By this time, ‘Heart Extractor’ had lost his bewilderment; on his flimsy face, there was only a sense of release and relief. Looking at Jason, ‘Heart Extractor’ couldn’t help saying, “Thank you.”

After saying this, ‘Heart Extractor’s flimsy body turned into a picture—

“Todd, why do you want to become a fighter?”

An adult asked the child in front of him.

The body shrank, but the face was similar, making Jason certain, this child was the future ‘Heart Extractor.’

“I, I want to be brave, and then, then…”

“Protect everyone.”

The young Todd was far from the strange air of an ‘Extractor of Hearts’ in his adulthood; at this time, he was not only shy but also a bit timid, speaking with a bowed head and a face flushed red.

He was just like any ordinary child.

“Protect everyone, huh?”

“That’s very good.”

“However, the more important goal for a fighter is: to break through!”

“To shatter the existing and peek beyond the limits!”

The middle-aged man didn’t deny it but shared his own thoughts instead.

Then, the middle-aged man looked down at the somewhat confused young Todd, couldn’t help but smile, and raised his hand to touch the top of Todd’s head.

“Of course, this is too far away for you.”

“You just need to remember that.”

“Remember your goal, and then remember the goal of being a fighter.”

“They are not in conflict.”

Having said that, the fluctuating image shifted.

The young Todd had grown up quite a bit and was practicing against a wooden dummy in a place similar to a martial arts school, surrounded by many people, each sweating profusely.

A playful-looking little girl stood holding a towel, stealthily watching Todd from a distance.

When Todd stopped, the girl immediately rushed over.

“Brother, wipe off your sweat.”

The girl said smilingly.

“Oh, okay.”

The teenage Todd accepted the towel, looking a bit dazed.

The older brothers by his side watched this scene with smiles.

The eldest of them couldn’t help shaking his head and sighing.

“Youth is so good.”

“Yes, youth is so good.”

“Kind of envious.”

The eldest brother spoke, and the rest of the brothers echoed in agreement.

Suddenly, Todd’s face turned red, and he lowered his head while holding the towel, as clueless as when he was younger.

On the other hand, the girl put her hands on her hips and glared at these older brothers.

“Youth is definitely good!”

“Because that’s what being young is all about!”

“But single dogs have no youth!”

Amonst the girl’s clear voice, the brothers staggered as if struck by Thunder Strike, their souls seemingly hit as well.

On the distant steps, the middle-aged man, now with a few more wrinkles, chuckled as he watched the scene.

In the martial arts school, it was like this every day.

Laughter and scolding, chasing and jesting.

What Todd loved most were these days.

From childhood to adolescence, and then to adulthood, even becoming a somewhat famous fighter was no exception.

He believed these days could go on.

Until he grew old.

Until he died.

Of course, his belief in protecting everyone and the teacher’s goal of “shattering the existing and peeking beyond the limits” would be passed on—his junior sister had already accepted his marriage proposal.

The teacher was the witness at the wedding.

A group of brothers were also busy preparing for the wedding.

And him?

He needed to have a bout with the successor of another martial arts family.

Though called a bout, it was actually a friendly exchange.

Every year, these twelve martial arts families would hold such an exchange; all were conducted privately, away from public knowledge.