Escape?
Can't get rid of it!
fighting?
Can't beat it!
Even attempts to provoke through words failed.
Within a few days, Teresa fully realized the power of Allen's "cowhide candy".
Gradually, she began to give up her resistance and let this "trailing idiot" with a faint smile on his face follow her all day long.
As a saying goes, since XX can't resist, it's better to just lie down and enjoy it.
Moreover, through private and secret observation, Teresa also discovered some weird things.
For example, in the past few days, Allen has never slept or eaten anything.
She seemed to have endless physical strength and energy. No matter how fast she moved or how far she ran, the opponent could easily catch up within a few seconds.
In addition, she also found that Allen was the same as all Claymore that were fused with the flesh and blood of Yoma, and she could easily tell that they were Yoma disguised as ordinary people.
If it weren't for the fact that the pupils were not silver or gold, Teresa would definitely think that the young man in front of him should be one of the male Claymore Awakened Beings previously trained by the organization.
And it's the kind of thing that is deliberately covered up Dark History.
Sitting in an open space in the wilderness, she gently fiddled with the bonfire with a branch, suddenly raised her head and asked without warning, "What exactly do you want to do? Or, when do you plan to follow?"
"It's not easy! You are finally willing to speak. I thought you would remain silent until Abyssal One appears."
Allen slowly walked out of the darkness, walked unceremoniously to the campfire, tore off a piece of meat from the golden rabbit and threw it into his mouth.
This action undoubtedly aroused Teresa's curiosity, and he immediately asked in an uncertain tone, "You also need to eat?"
"No, this is not a need, but a habit and hobby. By the way, your rabbit was too burnt, the heat was not controlled at all, and the salt was not evenly applied." Allen complained nonchalantly.
With how tricky his mouth is, it is impossible to eat a roasted meat like this that can barely fill his stomach.
If it weren't for politeness, he would definitely spit it out on the spot instead of swallowing it.
Of course, Allen never had any expectations for the cooking level of Teresa.
After all, due to the special physique of Claymore, who is half human and half demon, he rarely needs external nutritional supplements, and it takes him several days to eat just a little bit.
So the poor cooking quality is completely understandable and not something to make a fuss about.
Hearing someone complaining that the rabbit he was eating was unpalatable, Teresa's mouth twitched slightly uncontrollably. He resisted the urge to break Claymore and chop the other person to death. He turned it over angrily Byakugan: "If you don't like it, don't touch it! I didn't invite you to dinner!"
Allen, who was scolded, instead of being angry, actually laughed happily, "Hahahaha! That's right! That's it! Don't keep a straight face all day long and act like you are rejecting others. You must know that emotions cannot be erased by forcibly suppressing them. It will be like a silent volcano, erupting suddenly when you least expect it, and then doing some impulsive behaviors that even you can't believe."
"Don't act like you know me well."
Teresa continued to maintain a cold and aloof attitude, casually tearing off a piece of meat from the rabbit and putting it into his mouth to chew slowly.
As the number one Warrior in the organization, she has always been proud of her calmness and rationality.
Because only in this way can we ensure that we will not exceed that terrible critical point when using our power.
And those Warrior who don't know how to exercise self-restraint will soon awaken and become the targets of crusade due to excessive use of power.
Compared with other girls who had a blood feud with Yoma or Awakened Beings and voluntarily joined the organization to become Claymore, Teresa was actually betrayed by someone she trusted and was sold to the organization like a slave.
This resulted in her having no loyalty to the organization at all, having an indifferent attitude towards everything, and just doing her job well.
Looking at Teresa's cold eyes that were as unmoved as Iceberg, Allen said meaningfully, "Maybe you won't believe it, but I actually know you better than you do. What's more, people are the same. A social creature cannot survive alone for a long time. It must have some kind of spiritual and psychological sustenance. The reason why you are still like this is just that you have not yet met the person for whom you are willing to give everything, even your life."
"Oh? Doesn't this person refer to you?" Teresa mocked unmoved.
She was actually extremely resistant and disgusted with this uninvited guy like Allen.
If possible, Teresa really hopes that the other party will disappear immediately.
Otherwise, if Abyssal One sees it, it will definitely cause a series of troubles.
What she hates most is trouble.
Allen chuckled and shook his head, "No, of course not. I'm not that narcissistic. But I can tell you quietly that it won't be long before you meet the destined person. And her appearance will completely subvert everything now and even push you to the opposite side of the organization. Tell me, what will you do and choose at that time?"
"So... your purpose is to turn me against the organization? And then recruit me?" Teresa sounded strongly vigilant.
"Don't get me wrong. I just want to provide a little help as much as I can." Allen shrugged calmly.
After these few days of contact, he almost understood why Teresa was called "aloof", "tough", "indifferent" and so on.
In addition to its powerful strength, the most critical point is psychology.
From the moment she suffered betrayal as a child, this woman had built layer upon layer of fortresses in her heart, refusing to let anyone get close to her.
This is a kind of subconscious self-protection, and it is also a manifestation of fear of being injured again.
After so many years, Teresa has long been accustomed to wearing a false mask and will not give his feelings easily.
To her, whether it was the organization or Claymore, who was half human and half demon like herself, they were all strangers.
If he hadn't met Clare, a little guy with a pitiable background and a persistent stalker, it would have been impossible for anyone to pry open the psychological defense line that was like an iron wall.
"Help?"
Teresa stared into Allen's eyes, as if trying to discern the true meaning of this sentence.
She has realized the evil of human nature and does not believe that there are good-hearted people in the world who will help her for no reason.
What's more, this so-called "good Samaritan" also has a powerful body that even he can't match. Even Claymore, who killed countless Yoma and Awakened Beings, was unable to cause any damage to him.
But Allen nodded as a matter of course. "Yes! When one day you come to the opposite side of the organization, they will definitely send out the strongest Warrior ranked second only to you to form Subjugation Team. At that time, you will understand what I mean. Also, if you don't mind, can you let me take a look at your body? In exchange, I can help you repair the damaged Claymore. I believe you don't want that annoying Abyssal One to know too much about what happened in the past few days, right?"
"Okay!"
Teresa After thinking for a moment, he quickly answered in the affirmative.
She didn't even hesitate, and directly pulled open the white body-shaping top, revealing her abdomen and lower body that had been transformed beyond recognition.
There is absolutely no shyness of ordinary women.
The moment he saw the spreading and squirming pile of fleshy buds, Allen immediately realized why the group of robbers in the plot were so frightened that they all collapsed when they saw Teresa's naked body.
This is simply an extremely crude and inferior cell transplant surgery.
Each selected Claymore will be implanted with a special piece of flesh and blood containing activity when they were young.
And this piece of flesh and blood will gradually spread as they grow older, completely becoming a part of the body and forming a symbiotic relationship with their original human cells.
Whenever Claymore uses the power of these cells, also known as "Yoki", the cells divide rapidly and erode the original human cells.
The strong physical fitness of Claymore and Regeneration Ability are almost derived from this.
As time goes by and the number of injuries increases, the number of Yoma cells in Claymore's body will inevitably become more and more, and the proportion of human cells will become smaller and smaller.
When you cross a certain critical point, you will inevitably enter a state of awakening.
Allen felt that those so-called Half-Awakened later were actually not much different from those who were fully awakened in essence. They were all Yoma cells that replaced human cells to rebuild their bodies.
It's just that in these Half-Awakened's Warrior, human consciousness gained the upper hand and was not defeated by the instinct engraved in the genes of Yoma cells, and in the end they still retained their human appearance.
In this way, it is understandable why the organization should deal with those Warrior of Half-Awakened.
It is estimated that in their eyes, Half-Awakened and Warrior are no different from the awakened guys, and they may also touch on some secrets hidden in the darkness.
After thinking about this clearly, Allen raised his hand and directly opened a crack leading to Sky City's laboratory. He took out the tweezers and test tube from the other side, carefully pulled out one of the granulations, and then sent it back to the laboratory to give it to Guardians's people for study.
After finishing all this, he picked up the Claymore that was broken into two pieces on the ground, and used one of his many abilities on the broken place.
Instantly!
The broken parts were rejoined perfectly, and there was not even the slightest sign of breakage in the middle.
"Here!"
Allen handed over the repaired Claymore.
Teresa subconsciously took it and waved it. After confirming that there was really no difference from before it broke, he put on his clothes and looked at Allen up and down with a very strange look.
After a full minute, she asked, "How on earth did you do it? And what about the ability to pick up things out of thin air and make things disappear out of thin air?"
"It's just a trivial little magic trick, don't pay too much attention to it. Oh, I almost forgot, your Abyssal One is coming soon. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, I'd better avoid it first."
After saying this, Allen's whole person quickly became transparent, and disappeared completely without a trace in a second or two.
Less than half a minute after he left, a man in black clothes walked out of the woods.
He first glanced at the status of the organization's current ranked soldier First Shinobi World War, and then asked, "I heard that you encountered a little trouble during your last mission?"
"That's not a small trouble." Teresa replied expressionlessly.
"Can you tell me what's going on? The organization is very interested in that guy who suddenly jumped out of nowhere."
While talking, Abyssal One walked straight to the campfire and sat down.
"Sorry, I'm also confused about this. I only know that the other person is a male, very tall, about twenty years old, with short silver hair, handsome appearance, and very rare violet pupils." Teresa described Allen's appearance half-truthfully.
"Where's the strength?" Abyssal One continued to ask.
"Very strong! Much stronger than any Awakened Beings or Yoma I have encountered before. Are you sure he is not a neglected or forgotten Abyssals?" Teresa narrowed his eyes and questioned.
"No! No! I am very sure that there is no such Abyssals in the organization's records. It seems that we need to investigate this person in depth." Abyssal One touched his chin with a thoughtful expression.
"What about my mission?"
Seeing that the organization had begun to become interested in Allen, Teresa immediately changed the topic.
Abyssal One quickly took out a note with the name of the place from his pocket. "Don't worry, I have brought you a new task. But other than that, if that person appears again, try to keep him. I believe that with your strength being the strongest in history, there should be no problem, right?"
"Keep him? You really think highly of me. I'm sorry, this kind of thing can't be done at all. I've tried it, Claymore can't cut through his skin and muscles." Teresa chose to refuse without hesitation.
This was the first time she refused an order from the organization.
"What?! Claymore can't cut through his skin and muscles?" Abyssal One's face suddenly changed.
Teresa nodded seriously. "Yes! I saw with my own eyes that when Claymore chopped on his neck, Hanabi splashed out like metal. If you really want to catch him, at least equip me with a weapon that is hard enough and sharp enough. Otherwise... all this is just a pipe dream."
"Okay! I will report this matter to the organization immediately."
Abyssal One was obviously stimulated and turned around to leave in a hurry without caring about anything else.
He was completely unaware that there was a pair of eyes always watching him in the darkness...