Shinji turned to look and discovered that Hidan had actually reached the summit so quickly.
"Hahahahaha! I don't know how you got here faster than me, but I won this time!"
Hidan tugged the rope at his waist, pulling the Bloody Triple-Bladed Scythe back.
Shinji was fucking speechless. Thank goodness he had already asked almost everything he needed to, or this idiot would have pissed him to death right now!
"You think you won?"
Shinji shot the guy a sidelong glance, his words carrying another meaning.
Because he had received no reward notification for eliminating the Cursed Spirit.
That meant the opponent wasn't dead at all!
Black Flash!
Shinji hammered two consecutive punches into the two halves of the corpse, pulverizing them.
Still, nothing happened.
Then the answer was obvious.
Shinji couldn't help looking up at the enormous Mirage Shell before him.
"So this is your real body."
The enormous Mirage Shell had stopped breathing mist in and out. It clamped itself shut and began playing dead, seemingly pretending to be a little clam.
Hidan caught on after hearing Shinji's words.
After ruling out the possibility that this bastard was simply a sore loser, he also guessed that something might be wrong with this strange giant shell.
What should he do, then?
Hack it!
Hidan swung the Bloody Triple-Bladed Scythe and struck it.
Clang!
Hidan felt his right hand go numb, nearly losing his grip on his weapon. When he looked again, there wasn't even a mark on it.
The hardness of this "giant shell" really exceeded his expectations.
But Hidan didn't give up. The chance to make that bastard Shinji call him big brother was right before his eyes. He would win even if it cost him his life!
Suddenly, his eyes lit up!
"Why don't I just pry