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"Why are you telling me these things?" Illumi leaned back on the sofa, watching him with a smile in his eyes. Demetrius must have some purpose.
"Do you know the Hunter Association's Chairman, Netero?"
"Are you suggesting that the mask was removed by him?" Illumi's eyes narrowed.
"The one who helped me remove the mask was his son, Beyond Netero." Speaking of this, Demetrius closed his eyes, remained silent for a moment, then opened them and looked at Illumi. "But the reward is, someday in the future, I have to do something for him." "And before that day comes, I try to introduce talented people to him."
Hearing this, Illumi understood Beyond Netero's intentions. He had already begun accumulating strength and assembling his own team.
"Beyond Netero, even without your introduction, I will encounter him in the future." "As for now, let's get back to the main topic." Illumi's gaze sharpened, and he slowly rose, extending his right hand to touch the cedar box on the coffee table.
Demetrius immediately released a large amount of blue aura. A skeletal hand rested on Demetrius's shoulder, and a skull emerged from behind him. But Illumi's next sentence made him retract his ability.
"I have a method that might be able to solve the problem you're facing." "As for this mask, I also have a way to deal with it."
The aura covering Demetrius, and the skull, once again retreated into his body. He stood up and looked down at Illumi. "If you can solve this problem, you can have the mask." "But the premise is that you can solve the problem on me." "If you can't even solve the influence on me, then you won't be able to solve the mask's problem."
Illumi's right palm opened upwards. A large amount of aura surged into his palm, forming a spherical orb. "Release your aura." Illumi looked at Demetrius, a smile playing on his lips. "Of course, you can refuse. After all, you can control your emotions."
He wanted to use the other party as an experiment to see if Greed could be born in a living person. If it could be born in a living person, then would that person survive, and if they did, would there be any after-effects? The aura orb in Illumi's hand grew larger and larger, expanding until it reached a diameter of one meter before stopping. Demetrius looked down at Illumi from above, closing his eyes in thought.
"Actually, this ability can only control others' emotions, while one's own emotions can only be suppressed." "But if suppressed for too long, there will inevitably be a day when they are released." "And on that day, I don't even know what I'll become."
As Demetrius spoke, a blue aura surged from his body like flowing water, pouring towards the aura orb in Illumi's hand.
Whoosh! But just as Demetrius's aura surged towards the orb, a giant scarlet eye suddenly appeared on the orb, revealing a cunning gaze.
"What!" In Demetrius's horrified gaze, the orb suddenly opened a giant mouth filled with sharp teeth, swallowing Demetrius whole.
Illumi's eyelid twitched. He hadn't expected this to happen. The Arrogant Black Orb hadn't appeared for so long that he had almost forgotten its characteristic of actively devouring other people's aura.
Crunch~ crunch~Â Hearing the "crunching" sounds from inside the giant black orb, and the bone-chewing motions, Illumi seriously suspected that Demetrius might not survive.
Whoosh! Suddenly, the surface of the black orb bulged with numerous imprints resembling human hands, though these hands seemed to be only bones, without flesh. The giant eye on the black orb slowly opened, its eyelids drooping, looking arrogant. No matter how many skeletons struggled inside, the black orb remained indifferent, adamantly refusing to open its mouth.
After a long while, the black orb opened its giant mouth and, with a "poof," spat out Demetrius's body.
"Ha~ ha~" Demetrius lay paralyzed on the ground, his eyes wide, breathing heavily.
"He's still alive." Illumi's eyelid twitched. He glanced at the black orb, which in turn glanced at him, then abruptly transformed into wisps of black aura and drilled into his body.
"It seems that merely completely devouring a person's aura isn't enough to take a power user's life." Illumi stared intently at Demetrius. There was no trace of aura on his body, and even the emotion of greed had vanished without a trace. "Can you still use aura now?"
Demetrius heard Illumi's words, struggled to his feet, leaned against the sofa, closed his eyes to feel, and after a long while. "No." Demetrius opened his eyes, his arms resting on the sofa, his legs slightly weak. He felt completely drained of strength. "But the mask's influence is gone." "However, I feel like I'm missing something."
Illumi picked up the cedar box, turned, and slowly walked towards the door. "That's the price, the price for the mask's influence to disappear."
Demetrius watched Illumi's receding back, leaning weakly on the sofa. He took out his phone and dialed a number. "Sigrid, what's wrong?" The call connected, and a deep but slightly cunning voice answered from the other end.
"There's someone I think I can introduce to you." "Oh?" "Someone who can solve the problem on me, and claims to be able to solve the problem of the Greed Mask."
On a giant island where storms howled, a tall figure dressed like an ancient person stood atop a mountain peak, a ferocious grin spreading across his face. "Oh~ someone who can deal with that secret treasure. I truly can't wait to meet him."
Stepping out of the room, Illumi turned to look back at Demetrius, a hint of regret in his eyes. "The experiment failed. For now, I still don't know if it can be born from a living person." "However, this person probably won't feel emotions like greed anymore." As Demetrius's aura was devoured, he likely wouldn't be able to generate emotions like greed ever again.
Click! As Illumi closed the door, a pistol was pressed against his temple.
"Who are you!?" Silvia frowned tightly, her golden pistol pointed at Illumi, asking in a low voice.
"This toy is useless against me." Illumi turned to face the dark muzzle directly, expressionless.
Swish! Before Silvia could react, he inserted one hand into Silvia's gun-holding palm, instantly disassembling the gun in her hand into individual parts.
Clatter... Silvia snapped out of her daze and immediately tried to pull the trigger, but all she heard was the sound of parts falling to the ground.
"How is that possible? Who in the world are you..." Her eyes were filled with disbelief, but in just a moment of stunned silence, Illumi had vanished.