Enhancing one's senses is a very easy thing to do.

Seeing Kevin's solemn expression and looking in the direction he pointed, Mito's eyes widened instantly, and an ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

At that moment, he could almost hear his heart pounding, and his breathing became rapid and disordered.

"calm down."

With Kevin's prompting, the bloodshot in Mito's eyes gradually faded.

"You're right, I need to calm down."

But he couldn't care less about that at the moment, and he ran forward with Kevin in his arms.

However, when they reached the border of the Kuluta tribe's territory, they did not see anyone on guard.

Mito's expression grew increasingly grim.

Immediately afterwards, a corpse appeared under the tree.

"Klava!"

Mito rushed over and pounced on the body to examine it.

There was a hole in the heart area of ​​the corpse, which was obviously pierced directly.

“His blood is still warm; he was just murdered recently,” Kevin reminded him.

"That's right, the murderer should have just gone in."

The red in Mito's eyes could no longer be concealed.

Kevin grabbed him with a serious expression: "There are quite a few enemies, at least nine, and they are not weak. Calm down, calm down first... use [Absolute]."

Kevin had a bad feeling. Judging from the simple traces left around him, the enemy was strong and was very likely a Nen user.

Clearly, Mito had a fairly good ability to control his emotions. He took several deep breaths and tried to suppress his emotions.

With Kevin's prompting, he entered the [Absolute] state.

Then, like hunters in the jungle, the two concealed their presence and quickly headed deeper into the tribe's settlement.

Corpses kept appearing along the way.

Some bodies were well-preserved but covered in wounds, while others had their heads cut off and their eyes gouged out.

Even without explanation, Kevin already understood these people's purpose.

The anger in Mito's heart was now difficult to suppress.

Chapter Seventy: Slaughter X Rage X Despair

Deep in the forest, a horrific massacre is unfolding.

Corpses lay scattered haphazardly across the various corners of the settlement, which was filled with tents in the traditional ethnic style with spiral patterns.

This place was once a warm home for a certain ethnic minority, but now it has become a hell on earth.

The elderly, women, children, girls, teenagers... none were spared; they all fell in pools of blood.

"Ah~ What beautiful eyes! I will make beautiful dolls for you."

A gloomy-looking man casually threw the tormented and bruised girl in his arms onto the ground.

The girl's once beautiful face is now just two empty eye sockets, with blood gushing down from them like beads from a broken string.

Before him lay a man's corpse, his face frozen in a look of anger and brutality, an expression as if etched deeply into his features, never to be erased.

The gloomy man stretched out two fingers and mercilessly inserted them into the corpse's eye sockets, gouging out another pair of eyes.

"It's so beautiful!"

He emitted a series of perverted and chilling sounds.

He undoubtedly enjoyed today's operation the most.

His companions were also doing the same cruel things in various corners of the world.

Outside a tent, a man dressed in lace clothing was brandishing a knife, frantically stabbing the corpse beneath him again and again.

Beside them, a woman stared wide-eyed, her eyes filled with a mixture of fear and anger, tears streaming down her face.

"What have you done?!" she roared through gritted teeth.

Nearby, a blond, baby-faced man was playing on his phone, seemingly controlling a game, and casually replied, "Don't you understand? I'm controlling him in battle."

"You are defiling his body! Why? Stop it!" the woman cried out, filled with grief and indignation.

Finally, her long-suppressed anger erupted completely, and her eyes instantly turned a fiery red.

With a "whoosh," the knife fell swiftly, and her beautiful head rolled off her neck.

"Why didn't you get angry earlier? There's no need for a reason." The blond baby-faced man said nonchalantly, reaching out to dig out the beautiful, fiery red eyes from the severed head.

On the other side, Wojin was engaged in a fierce battle with a man dressed in traditional clothing.

"Oh! Your punches are really heavy!" Wojin shouted.

The man fighting him didn't respond, but just kept throwing punches at Wojin relentlessly.

"Why?" the man shouted hoarsely.

"What? Why?" Wo Jin asked, looking puzzled.

"Why hurt us? We've already run far away." The man's anger erupted like a volcano.

The enemy's deliberate provocation of the tribesmen clearly indicates that they came for the Red Eyes.

"I don't know, but the leader seems to really like your eyes," Wojin replied casually, throwing a punch at the other person at the same time.

At this moment, the man fighting with Wojin reached the peak of his anger, his aura suddenly exploded, and his eyes turned a striking fiery red.

"Oh! That's more like it!" Wojin's emotions surged even higher, and his fighting spirit was more intense than ever before.

In the distant jungle, Kevin held tightly to Mito, who was trying to rush out.

This massacre is infuriating.

Even Kevin, who had no emotional connection with these people being slaughtered, couldn't bear it. The anger in his heart was also burning fiercely.

But perhaps it is precisely because there is no emotional connection that he is able to suppress his anger and maintain basic composure.

"Don't be impulsive. Going up there would be suicide. Those guys are very strong. The two of us can't handle them," Kevin said anxiously.

He saw it clearly: in a one-on-one situation, they might still have a chance to defeat their opponent.

But there were clearly more than five enemies in front of him, and on the surface, these people were no less powerful than him.

Moreover, they may also possess Nen abilities, and once they use them, the situation will be completely unpredictable.

After all, judging by their strength, their Nen abilities are definitely not comparable to those I've encountered before.

However, Kevin's words had no effect on Mito at this point.

At this moment, Mito was furious to the extreme, his eyes were bloodshot, and the state of "absolute" that he was maintaining was about to collapse.

Once the "absolute" is revoked, and they unleash their anger, rage, and murderous intent without reservation, their whereabouts will be completely exposed.

Currently, their only advantage is that they are hidden in the shadows and on the periphery.

The enemy was clearly prepared, and they had already retreated from different directions, moving inwards.

The goal was to catch them all in one fell swoop.

Without the slightest hesitation, Kevin swiftly pulled out the only available vial of a certain medicine from his waist and forcibly poured it into Mito's mouth.

As the drug took effect, Mito suddenly felt his emotions become incredibly straightforward.

The anger, fear, and wails of his people ahead crashed against his mind and body like surging waves.

His own inner anger and murderous desires were also surging within him.

But for some reason, he forced himself to calm down, and he actually calmed down inexplicably. Although his emotions were intense, they were clear and controllable.

Kevin's words rang clearly in his ears: "We can't beat them, you should know that in your heart. They're after your tribe, their goal is to take away everyone's eyes."

"Now calm down, our only chance is to rescue as many people as possible. We have ground birds, they don't."

"We cannot let your bloodline be severed. Even if we can only save one or two people, it's better than them all dying here. We will definitely take revenge! Think of your son, your son!"

"You haven't seen his body yet, have you? Go save him, at least get him away from here, okay?"

"He's never seen the outside world, never run freely, are we just going to let him die like this, without knowing why? He's never experienced anything, like a trapped bird..."

Finally, Kevin's words seemed to have worked, and with the special control and regulation effect of the [Mindfulness Potion] on emotions, Mito forcibly suppressed his inner anger.

His eyes were still bloodshot, but his whole being seemed to have instantly become incredibly cold, entering an extreme state of "absolute".

This surprised Kevin.

Even he had to put in a lot of effort to achieve this level of precise control over his own energy, but he never expected that Mito could achieve it in such a short time.

Of course, this only applies to this moment, to that absolutely calm "absolute".

"We're going to find your son, hurry!"

Mito nodded silently, and with Kevin in tow, they carefully circled around the area.

Along the way, the air was thick with the anger and fear of his people, assaulting Mito's mind wave after wave. He could clearly feel every bit of pain and despair.

The misunderstanding and resentment mixed in were deeply etched into his heart.

Under the influence of the medicine and his own will, this emotion converged and accumulated in his heart.

The Kuluta tribe has more than 100 members, but not all of them are pure-blooded; many are outsiders who joined the tribe through marriage.

The tents of dozens of families are scattered in an orderly fashion, forming this seemingly peaceful gathering place.

At this moment, those who ruthlessly killed them were like the Grim Reaper, cruelly "harvesting" in every corner of the settlement.

They were like a gradually tightening encirclement, slowly pushing inward, not letting go of anyone they encountered, using extremely cruel methods.

Threats, massacres, intimidation—all these atrocities were intended to provoke the extreme rage of their tribesmen, whose eyes turned red with fury.

"Pailo, run! Run! Your father is still outside. Go find him, don't let him come back!"

A dark-haired woman pushes her child—a dark-haired boy named Pello—with all her might.

Pello looked somewhat weak.

The wailing sounds all around him made Piro's eyes widen in horror.

"Run!" the mother shouted hoarsely.

Pello turned and ran as fast as he could.

He couldn't help but turn around and saw a cold-faced man standing on his mother's back, who then reached out and chopped off her head with his bare hands.

In an instant, the world in Parrow's eyes turned blood red, and his mind seemed to go blank, but his mother's voice still echoed in his ears.

"Run!"

"Go find your father."

The man crouched down, gouged out the mother's eyes, and then looked at Pello.

His expression changed slightly, revealing a hint of surprise: "The color is a bit different. Is it a mutated individual?"

A slight ripple appeared on his previously calm face, a look that was a mixture of curiosity and indifference.

Just like his mother, whom he killed casually, it felt weightless.

Chapter 71 Sneak Attack X Escape

"What should we do, honey?"

A blonde woman asked anxiously, her face streaked with tears, her eyes bloodshot with anger. She was dressed in a traditional ethnic dress with a spiral pattern.

Before her stood her dark-haired husband, whose eyes were also bloodshot.

"Rosana, run! Kurapika is outside, and our son is still outside."

Rosanna shook her head sadly.

“Listen to me, you must run, run as fast as you can, from the woods behind us, I will hold them off from here.”

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