Parasite X Catching a Missile Barehanded

After receiving news that everything had been resolved.

Kurapika used Chain to bind the fog and the Listener.

If nothing unexpected happens, the Listener should be the captain of this tactical squad.

According to information obtained from Yas and Kre, this captain is very likely one of the entities that have been parasitized.

So Kurapika remains vigilant, but hasn't shown it.

Suddenly, a white liquid, like drops of ink, dripped down, instantly enveloping the surroundings.

Kurapika entered a pure white space in an instant.

The moment the white color began to spread, Kurapika had already jumped away.

After creating some distance, his eyes immediately turned fiery red, and he swung the Chain on his hands.

The upgraded Piercing Chain pierced through both of their hearts in an instant.

However, he was right in front of him.

The two men, whose hearts had been pierced, stood up, wearing eerie smiles and remaining silent.

Then, like melting ink, he dripped into the pure white space beneath his feet, and the entire space was turned pure black.

The pure black color coalesced, turning into clusters of Shadow Creature emerging from the white beneath their feet, each resembling the mist and Listener from before.

They were expressionless as they charged towards Kurapika.

The various Chain, however intertwined, had no effect whatsoever, just as if they had encountered ordinary water.

Suddenly.

All the expressionless figures looked as if they had been cut in half at the waist.

It completely turned into black water, dripping into the space, and then the entire space disappeared in an instant.

Kurapika suddenly woke up with a start.

He had actually been standing still the whole time.

He instinctively pulled back to create some distance, only to realize that the two people he had been Chain had been severed at some point.

A whooshing sound came from beside me.

A figure moved through the Dense Forest at an almost imperceptible speed and landed next to Kurapika.

It was Kevin who sensed something was wrong.

He first looked at Kurapika to make sure he was alright, then turned his gaze to the two corpses on the ground.

At this point, the broken pieces of the body began to move and connect with each other, thus restoring the body to its original state.

Struggling to get up, it attacked the two men.

"An immortal body—it seems the opponent is completely dead."

The only thing that can be confirmed now is that when those infected with the disease die, they become immortal.

"Let's go back first."

With that, Kevin led Kurapika and the two diseased corpses back to the Manor.

Pairo and the others returned to the Manor with their respective captives, tied them up together, and left them aside.

In the fountain square in front of the Manor.

Pairo rubbed his eyes.

"You just severed them through my eyes?"

Kurapika asked.

Based on what just happened, we know that his consciousness and spirit were probably pulled into that pure white space and attacked.

His physical body, however, was essentially just suddenly stunned.

He was only able to escape from the mental space after the two people outside were suddenly severed and killed.

Only Pairo could do that.

"You should thank me; it's a good thing I suddenly glanced in your direction."

During combat, Pairo would habitually plant a mark in one of his teammates' eyes.

This is an emergency measure because Pairo can bring the modified reality to life by entering the state of Fiery Red Eye.

This is also a very powerful auxiliary method.

Because it can help teammates gain an advantage in various situations.

The two shared the information they had just gathered with Kevin and the others.

"In other words, these parasites' method of parasitism involves dragging a person into a mental space when they are alone, and then replacing their mind?"

Just like what Kurapika experienced before.

This ability is of very high priority; otherwise, Kurapika wouldn't have fallen for it so easily.

It's important to know that Kurapika's fighting abilities are not weak.

"There is a flaw in the way the other party performs this mental replacement: the external self is in a defenseless state. If you kill him while he is parasitizing, you will activate the mode of becoming an immortal body."

Instead, it lost its means of parasitism, leaving only an immortal shell, and began to attack unconsciously.

Once this conclusion is reached, it will be of great help to their subsequent actions.

Even Yas and Kre, standing nearby, were delighted. This was definitely a huge step forward; at least they knew how the other side parasitized them. Once they knew the method, it would be easier to avoid it.

"Then why do the two enemy soldiers always move together? They could easily have one person act alone while the other provides cover from the outside."

Morel was very puzzled.

Biscuit thought for a moment and could only say, "Either Kurapika's strength requires two Parasite People to assist in the invasion, or there's some kind of Restriction."

Qiduo, standing beside him, adjusted her glasses, glanced at Kevin, and said, "Apart from you, none of us sensed that mental fluctuation just now. This means that even in a group, it's possible for the other party to mentally invade an individual under such circumstances."

Because Pairo saw what happened outside through Kurapika's eyes.

It looked like the three of them were just spacing out.

Whether the entire intrusion process is fixed or depends on the strength of the attacker, the process can be short or long.

Regardless of which one.

It can be done even in crowded environments.

If two people in a group are daydreaming, no one will notice, and they can even take a break when they're tired. These are all things that can be done during such a break.

The intrusion is both covert and unsolvable.

Unless everyone is alone, but that's simply impossible.

And now these Parasite People have gained momentum.

No matter what method is used, there will always be loopholes.

Whether it's a requirement to have three, four, or even more people present.

None of it matters.

Because it's impossible to be certain whether you're the only human being present among the larger group of people.

It will only lead to an endless chain of suspicion.

The person being parasitized is completely unaware of it.

Unless they risk being exposed by doing something stupid.

For example, this time they sent special forces to eliminate Kevin and his group.

"Ding ding ding!"

Suddenly, a piercing sound rang out.

Yas frowned as he looked at the phone that had suddenly rung in his pocket, and quickly answered it.

"Run! A tactical weapon launched from a Military Base inside Saheluta is targeting your location. It will arrive in two minutes. Run!"

Upon hearing this news, Yas's face turned ashen.

What the hell is going on?!

He looked up at the crowd.

Clearly, everyone heard it.

Kre sighed.

"It's over, there's no way they can escape, only two minutes left."

"What kind of tactical weapon?" Kevin asked unhurriedly.

"Like Poor Man's Rose?"

Looking at the unhurried Kevin, Yas's panicked mood calmed down.

"How could that be? The Poor Man's Rose is just a bomb that any random country or organization could make. This is a tactical weapon of a great power!"

"It's a Wave Missile. From the point of explosion, all life within a five- to six-kilometer radius will be killed instantly, without any pollution, leaving only a crater at the point of explosion."

After all, using poison gas would damage the image of a major power.

It's also difficult to explain internally.

Therefore, they developed this extremely lethal weapon that leaves no survivors.

Even those hiding in bunkers or basements could be affected and killed by such a shockwave attack.

Only specially constructed bunkers could possibly withstand it.

This is merely a tactical weapon.

It's not yet a truly top-tier weapon used for deterrence.

"So you have a plan, right? Ah, otherwise you would have run away long ago."

Kre looked at Kevin and asked anxiously.

Because he discovered that, apart from himself and the officials he had brought, everyone else was in a state of panic.

The others in the Manor remained relatively calm.

"Saheluta is in this direction, right?"

Kevin pointed westward.

He then raised both palms, Nen Aura shot out in a column shape, which then expanded into a small fan shape and shot into the air.

"This—this is a circle!"

Kre muttered to himself, his eyes wide, his voice filled with disbelief.

Qi, standing beside him, raised an eyebrow and nodded smugly.

"Isn't that amazing?"

Is this a very difficult question?

This is something no human could possibly make.

"Oh, it's locked."

The scorching flames, like the wings of a bird, suddenly enveloped Kevin.

"Call out!"

A piercing sound.

Kevin then disappeared from sight.

Only a faint warmth remained in the air.

At this moment, inside Military Base.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Who gave you permission to fire? Who gave you permission to fire?"

The officer who had just taken over was now roaring in anger, furiously slamming his fist on the table in front of him.

This is the monitoring room.

The missile has already been launched.

"Sir, these are our own Parasite People. We were completely unaware of them. They directly deployed sixteen of them, covering every aspect, ensuring the entire launch process went smoothly."

"Damn it! Damn it! What the hell are we going to do now?"

Then he looked at the operator next to him and roared.

"When the hell are you going to make that bomb self-destruct in the air?"

The operator, drenched in sweat and trembling, said...

"There's nothing we can do. The missile's self-destruct system was already disabled beforehand; those Parasite People anticipated this."

The officer clutched his chest; he felt like he was about to suffocate.

"That's the only team that's stayed on the Dark Continent for several years, and the spoils they brought back are the envy of countries all over the world!"

"It's over, it's completely over now—"

This is no longer a matter of whether or not it goes to a military court.

Someone absolutely needs to take responsibility for this, even if it can be attributed to the problem of the Parasite People.

But if the problem of the Parasite People isn't handled properly, then that's his problem.

Even if he had no other choice.

But who made the missiles come from his base?

He will surely be torn to pieces by various countries to vent their anger.

Officials in his own country would hate him to the core.

This prospect of the future left him slumped helplessly into his chair.

I stared quietly at the data screen in front of me.

Watching the missile fly further and further away on the screen with each beep, I saw it disappear into the distance.

A countdown timer even started playing nearby, a thoughtful touch.

He desperately wanted to punch the screen through, but he didn't have the strength anymore.

He stared blankly.

Then the beeping sound on the screen suddenly stopped, and the entire screen turned red, sounding an alarm.

The missile came to a sudden stop.

It remained suspended in mid-air.

The officer immediately stood up.

"What happened? The missile stopped? Has the missile stopped?"

He could certainly tell, but he needed someone else to confirm it.

The surrounding operators and observers watched intently, and then the operator nodded slightly.

"It seems, it seems so, something intercepted the missile—strange, why didn't it explode?"

Could this thing be a dud?

That's absolutely impossible.

"Cut the camera out, you idiot! This missile has a camera on it!"

The officer roared.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes."

The operator quickly switched the screen, and the image displayed on the screen was frozen at a certain moment.

It was a figure engulfed in flames, which approached the missile.

Who is this? Is it a person?

The officer, having already guessed who it was, sat down in his chair.

The extreme emotional swings left him feeling somewhat exhausted.

Hahaha, hahaha!

I couldn't help but laugh out loud in the end.

Laughter from those who survived the ordeal.

Meanwhile, in mid-air, where the missile was flying...

Kevin, enveloped in flames, stopped in front of the bullet.

The entire warhead was completely enveloped by a bubble and stopped in mid-air.

Time Drop.

Not feeling secure, they wrapped it with another layer of barrier, a dense, scale-like barrier, forming a sphere.

"It looks pretty ordinary."

Kevin muttered something, then threw the ball high into the air with one hand.

"Call out!"

A streak of Flowing Light flashed by.

The ball shot high into the sky in an instant and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Once he felt the height was about right, Kevin stretched out his right hand and squeezed hard.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud came from the sky.

Then, an invisible wave spread outwards.

In an instant, the area within a radius of several kilometers was cloudless; the clouds were all pushed aside, leaving a huge hole.

Kevin disappeared in a streak of red Flowing Light.

On the other side.

Inside Military Base.

"The missile has been destroyed. Um—based on the point of impact, there will be no casualties or property damage."

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding observers and other personnel cheered.

A huge crisis has been resolved.

The officer slumped into his chair; he had laughed enough.

The thrill of surviving a disaster.

The phone next to him rang, and he answered it directly.

What greeted me was a barrage of insults.

"What exactly are you doing? What do you mean by 'launched one'—"

"Okay, it's resolved."

"What's resolved? Did you fucking get rid of them all?"

He was about to start cursing again.

"The missile solved the problem. It detonated mid-air and caused no harm."

"Sure?"

"Sure."

"That's good, since that's the case—"

The officer interrupted.

Don't you want to know how it was solved?

"Wasn't it detonated remotely? Weapons like this shouldn't even exist."

"No, those things were dismantled a long time ago. Those Parasite People aren't stupid; they were stopped in mid-air by that guy named Kevin."

--

There was a moment of silence on the other end.

Are you sure?

"That scene was recorded. Although he was engulfed in flames, I remember he seemed to have such an ability; it was recorded in his records."

"Phew, okay, you've been a big help. I'll take care of your problem."