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Chapter 726: Chapter 88 Where the Heart Points Towards_2
 

Especially the Kaya Seal, it really is an essential Dharma Seal for both home and travel, but for those who discover it in advance, the flaws of the Kaya Seal are also immense.

No need to touch it personally.

There’s an “intermediary” involved.

Triggering the Kaya Seal then becomes “safe”.

Therefore, when Hunters use the Kaya Seal, they are extremely cautious.

They make the Kaya Seal concealed.

And not blatantly stamped on the door panel like this.

Findelter believed that under normal circumstances, Jason wouldn’t either, but under the influence of the “Serpent’s Curse”, the other party apparently couldn’t care less.

Crack!

The pebble touched the Kaya Seal.

Immediately, the power of the Dharma Seal was activated.

An extraordinary Strength lingered in the air for a full second before slowly beginning to dissipate.

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Findelter listened to the hissing of snakes, confirming that there was no change in pitch or distance, then slowly pushed open the door of the secret room.

Upon entering, Findelter saw Jason, seated in the chair, entwined and bitten by layers upon layers of dense shadowy serpent figures.

Seeing this, Findelter completely let down his heart.

“Jason, we meet again.”

“Isn’t it a bit of a surprise?”

As he spoke, Findelter walked towards Jason.

The mastermind looked at Jason, who sat motionless, wearing a mask, with that oddly-shaped machete resting on his knees, and his smile grew even brighter.

He could confirm that Jason’s situation must be very bad.

Pain had already spread from his body to his scalp.

Trembling was an instinct.

Jand Jason, in an effort to suppress such pain, endured it.

Findelter had seen more than one person like this.

Therefore, he was not surprised.

But this mastermind was unusually excited.

“Does it hurt a lot?”

“Do you want to scream and shout?”

“Do you want to roll around on the ground?”

Findelter inquired like this.

To kill your enemy with a single strike?

That’s just merciful.

To humiliate their soul and torture their body is what Findelter now wanted.

Of course, there’s the “Angel Envoy’s Fetter”.

Findelter had never forgotten his original intention.

But to Findelter’s surprise, as he questioned, Jason did not answer, and his closed eyes showed no intention of opening.

“Worried that your gaze will betray your pain and cause you ‘shame’?”

“You needn’t be. ”

“Here, no one but me will see.”

Findelter seemingly consoled with kindness.

He had said the same thing when he tortured that Knight.

In a sense, it was true.

Here, truly no one but him was present.

But, one can prepare a video camera in advance.

Record it.

Then, one copy for each person.

How can you enjoy alone?

Fair distribution is the source of happiness.

Just like when rain hits the banana leaves, it is not aimed at a single leaf but strikes the whole cluster to make that slapping sound.

As for the video camera?

He did have one here.

Thinking this, Findelter confidently took down the video camera placed up high.

Turned it on, placed it on the table.

After doing all this, he looked expectantly at Jason.

But Jason still remained the same, still motionless, eyes still shut.

This made Findelter uncomfortable.

He felt his patience was nearly exhausted.

“I originally hoped to preserve your dignity until the end.”

“But you didn’t seize the opportunity.”

“That really irritates me!”

Findelter said, and moved in front of Jason.

The snakes clustered on Jason’s body, densely packed to form a shadow resembling a cocoon, parted for him.

However, they only parted around the body.

The snapping jaws of the shadowy serpents remained clamped onto Jason’s body.

Findelter was the one who had cast the “Serpent’s Curse”.

This level of control was a piece of cake for him.

Hiss, hiss.

Amidst the abnormal hissing, Findelter raised his hand to grab Jason’s mask.

It felt cold, hard.

Not a pleasant touch, but with an interesting sensation underneath.

Like panic.

Like unease.

Enjoying this feeling, Findelter smiled.

“Magic artefact?”

“An unexpected gain.”

He said.

He had never intended to let Jason go; once Jason was dealt with, whatever Jason had would naturally become his.

With the unexpected gain in mind, Findelter didn’t hesitate, using force on his fingers to push up Jason’s mask to reveal his calm face with closed eyes.

“Do you still need to persevere?”

“It’s useless.”

Thinking Jason was merely putting on a brave front, Findelter continued.

At that moment, Jason suddenly opened his eyes.

They were as calm as his expression, shimmering under the light.

There was a sense of focus.

And a hint of anticipation.

Anticipation?

Seeing those eyes, Findelter was startled.

Then, the familiar flash of a blade followed.

The familiar sound of a metal blade cutting reverberated.

The mastermind also saw a familiar body.

That was his body.

Just standing there, dumbfounded.

Without a head.

His head?

It soared into the air once more.

I’m being beheaded again?

Upon the emergence of this thought, darkness engulfed Findelter’s vision.

Unlike the quick awakenings before.

This time, it was an eternal darkness.

Hiss, hiss.

The sound of hissing snakes rapidly faded away.