In the forest, two Land Birds ran like the wind.
Kevin had already noticed the movement behind him.
Those guys made no attempt to conceal their presence and were rapidly closing in on them.
Their speed was incredibly fast, even slightly faster than the Land Birds.
"Don't be rash, they must be using Nen Abilities. This burst of speed can't last," Kevin quickly warned.
Otherwise, even for a Nen User, it would be extremely difficult to outrun a Land Bird on foot in such complex terrain, not to mention the distance that already existed between them.
How unlucky.
Did they just happen to have a Nen Ability that adds speed? And one that can even grant this state to others?
More than ten minutes had passed since they drank the potion, and in two minutes at most, the effect would wear off, bringing with it unknown side effects.
There was only one Essence Sensing Potion. Although Kevin had now collected the complete Double-Headed Wolf horns, he hadn't been able to continue refining it due to the lack of petals.
Based on his past experience, this potion could sharpen emotional perception and even allow one to control and suppress their own emotions.
But once the effect wore off, the side effects would inevitably manifest in their emotions.
At that time, it would likely be very difficult to suppress their emotions, and they might even erupt more wildly.
Kevin wasn't sure of Mito's exact condition at the moment, but he could feel the power accumulating in Mito's heart like a volcano.
He even faintly sensed a trace of resentment emanating from Mito.
That wasn't his; it was a peculiar effect produced by the Essence Sensing Potion, the hatred of the Kurutas who had died there.
If Mito hadn't been holding his son, Kevin felt he might have already had an emotional breakdown.
Thinking of those guys, Kevin couldn't help but grit his teeth.
He was on the periphery of the incident and clearly witnessed their evil deeds.
"Beasts" and "scum" were words too mild to describe them.
They killed cruelly, rampaged wantonly, yet their expressions were unchanged, as indifferent as if these people had no life at all.
Although Kevin knew this world was inherently cruel, this was the first time he had witnessed such heinous acts.
"What?"
Kevin looked back in surprise.
He saw that the speed of the pursuers behind them had increased again.
"Don't run, hahahahaha!"
A wild laugh came from the distance.
"How long does that potion last?" Mito asked.
"Fifteen minutes."
"So, two more minutes..." Since drinking the potion, Mito seemed to have every second of time etched in his mind.
"After the effect wears off, I might lose control. You know, I can clearly hear the voices of my tribesmen now..." Mito said calmly.
Now, the screams and hatred of his tribesmen seemed to echo in his mind and ears.
Kevin took a deep breath.
He understood that he could no longer stop this man, nor did he have any reason to stop him.
He reached behind him and took out the combat-related potions one by one, handing them to Mito: "Drink them."
Mito drank all the potions without hesitation.
Although his face remained calm, his entire body gradually flushed red.
The potency of so many potions was simply too strong, not to mention the residual negative effects in these potions.
Although Kevin was already able to produce potions without negative effects, what he had with him were his previous stores.
After removing the resentment, he had only made one or two bottles to test, and who would have thought, he just happened to encounter this situation at this time.
Of course, these negative effects might be meaningless at this moment, because they wouldn't erupt during the potion's duration.
And Mito had already resolved to die on this trip.
"I will take good care of your son."
"I hope you—die a worthy death," Kevin looked at Mito and said solemnly.
Pairo seemed to understand something, looked up at his father's calm face, and reached out to grab his sleeve.
"No, Daddy, don't leave me."
Mito just lowered his head slightly, a faint smile appearing on his calm face.
Pairo said no more, just lowered his head silently, tears silently falling.
After the two Land Birds got closer, everyone exchanged riders.
Rosana, who was originally a member of the tribe, skillfully held Pairo and rode on one of the Land Birds ahead.
Mito took one last look at his son, then directly stabbed his own eyes, digging out his eyeballs like that, bloody.
"You!"
Kevin was shocked.
"That potion and Nen can become my eyes. I don't want this thing to fall into the hands of those butchers."
After speaking, he directly handed the eyes to Kevin.
Then he resolutely jumped off the Land Bird, landing steadily on the tree trunk above.
In shock, Kevin could only fumble to use the box he originally used to store biological materials to temporarily put the eyeballs in.
Finally, he looked back at Mito.
His face was calm, blood tears flowed from his empty eye sockets, as if he was watching the three people approaching from behind.
Evidently, these three people used some special technique. After bursting with speed again, their expressions were slightly breathless.
"Oh, were you abandoned by your companions?" Wo Jin, who was charging at the front, looked at Mito standing on the tree branch and laughed as he went straight towards him.
As he got closer, he realized that there were no eyes in the opponent's eye sockets.
Mito was also fearless, throwing a punch as well, meeting Wo Jin head-on.
Two powerful Auras collided, the resulting wind pressure spreading outwards, causing the surrounding leaves and branches to shake constantly.
"So hard!" Wo Jin was startled. He felt as if his punch had hit a thick steel plate.
At the same time, Nobunaga and Phinks showed no intention of stopping and went straight after Kevin in the distance.
The moment their fists met, Mito realized the gap in strength between himself and these people.
Even after drinking the potion and with his emotions highly concentrated, he could only barely exchange a few blows with them.
The time he had been a Nen User was simply too short.
It was clearly impossible to stop all three of them at once.
At this moment, Mito's emotions were completely restrained and suppressed, which made him unusually calm and rational. He had never thought about the situation as calmly as he was now.
Although he had no eyes, his perception of emotions, combined with the Aura mixed within, allowed him to clearly sense all movements within a certain area around him.
Almost instantly, he made a judgment, gathered a large amount of Aura, and charged towards Wo Jin.
This was his Nen Ability, which was still in its nascent stage. In essence, it was meant to enhance the knockback and penetration effects of his attacks, but currently it only had the knockback effect.
The unprepared Wo Jin was forced back several steps by this sudden attack. Although he wasn't seriously injured, he just couldn't block it.
Taking advantage of this gap, Mito suddenly tiptoed and rushed towards Nobunaga.
"Seeking death!" Nobunaga, whose path was blocked, frowned. The sword he had long prepared instantly struck out, the blade slashing towards Mito at a speed that was almost imperceptible.
"Clang!"
The blade struck the target, but the sound was like that of hitting metal.
The blade only cut halfway into Mito's arm, leaving a wound. His Aura had acted as a barrier.
When used for defense, the Iron Wall Potion has higher resistance to sharp attacks than blunt ones.
The lethal state enhanced by several bottles of potion, plus Mito's clearly abnormal amount of Aura at this time, being injured by this single cut was enough to prove Nobunaga's formidable strength.
Phinks took the opportunity to pass by and continued to pursue Kevin.
Mito was powerless to stop him.
He knew that at most he could only temporarily hold back two people, at the cost of his own life. This was already his limit.
The reason he chose to stop the seemingly more threatening Nobunaga was because he wielded a weapon, had a longer attack range, and was more likely to cause damage to the mounts.
"Hey, Nobunaga, this guy is mine!" Wo Jin reminded from the side.
"Idiot, didn't you notice his state is not right?"
Compared to Wo Jin, Nobunaga was clearly calmer and more rational.
He saw that the man's Aura and state clearly had big problems. His entire presence was chaotic yet abnormally vigorous.
"Opponents like this are more interesting!" Wo Jin laughed and charged up again.
Nobunaga did not strike again, but stood aside and looked in the direction Phinks had gone.
At this point, he could only see Phinks' distant back. He understood that if he chased after him again, it would be very difficult to catch up.
Once that momentum of pursuit relaxed, their speed would significantly slow down.
Human legs couldn't outrun things like ostriches.
Moreover, the man in front of him, even if severely injured or even losing his life, would definitely try his best to stop him.
Thinking of this, Nobunaga directly took two steps back, remaining vigilant, and did not choose to deal with Mito alongside Wo Jin.
Because he was confident that Wo Jin could take down the opponent.
The battle between Wo Jin and Mito was extremely fierce, with constant roars.
On the surface, the two seemed evenly matched, but in reality, Mito's momentum was constantly decreasing, and the Aura around him was becoming increasingly unstable.
Nobunaga quickly made a judgment.
This battle wouldn't last for many minutes.
"Die! All of you beasts, go to hell!"
"What's going on?" Nobunaga's eyes widened instantly.
Mito, whose momentum had been weakening, suddenly became frantic, his Aura erupting uncontrollably.
It was as if something had been suppressing him just now.
The Aura overflowing from his body, carrying a malice that was almost impossible to ignore, spread out like a noose tightening around one's neck.