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Chapter 531 The Hunt Begins!

As expected, the light from another world still can't purify the demons of this world!
Su Haoming sighed, then glanced at the bullet holes in Jason's body and said, "No matter what, it has some effect. At least this guy's regeneration rate has slowed down a lot..."

According to the setting, Jason is immortal and can resurrect infinitely.

Even if Su Haoming were torn to pieces, a new one would probably crawl out of the lake.

Since that's the case, why not use Holy Light to slow down his regeneration and find a way to kill him completely? If we really can't find one, then we can hand him over to the big brother next door to deal with!
Thinking of this, Su Haoming decisively raised the muzzle of his gun, aimed it at various parts of Jason's body, and pulled the trigger repeatedly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!!"

One by one, bullets gleaming white penetrated flesh and blood, splattering out dark and foul-smelling blood.

Jason's body trembled and bounced a few times like a sieve, then, enveloped in blood and white light, he fell into a deeper, more restful sleep.

"It is said that Jason's mother was a witch, and her immortality was related to things like magic curses."

"In that case, let's try the purification scrolls from the magic side and the church's purification spells first!"

Thinking of this, Su Haoming flipped his right hand and immediately took out a scroll that was glowing with a soft light.

"call--"

But before he could tear open the scroll, a sharp whistling sound suddenly came from the sky.

Su Haoming raised an eyebrow and looked up. He saw a streak of blue light flash across the sky, like a meteorite falling from the heavens, crashing onto the lake shore not far away.

"boom!!"

A deafening roar shook the earth.

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, a middle-aged man shrouded in black mist slowly walked out, with a beautiful female corpse, completely naked, floating in the air behind him.

Seeing this, Su Haoming blinked, his expression rather strange, and said:

"If I remember correctly, we don't seem to... really... have this kind of hobby, right?"

"nonsense!"

The middle-aged man rolled his eyes and said irritably, "You are me, and I am you. We have the same personality, so why are you asking so many strange questions?"

That's right, the middle-aged man in front of them is also one of Su Haoming's twenty-seven clones.

To avoid being detected by Death, he deliberately weakened the connection between his clones.

Therefore, the two Su Haomings can only vaguely sense each other's location, and cannot share each other's vision and memories in real time like a normal clone.

Therefore, their conversation could hardly be considered a monologue.

"Just kidding~"

Su Haoming chuckled dryly, then turned his head and looked at the female corpse.

"Which movie is this horror character from?"

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be 'The Unknown Woman'..."

The middle-aged Su Haoming answered casually, then looked at the imprisoned female corpse behind him and said softly, "I found this girl in the hospital morgue."

"At that time, the entire hospital, all the medical staff on night shift, were already trapped in the nightmare she had woven."

"I used my spiritual power to investigate and found that it was a kind of power similar to witchcraft or a curse."

"So I forcibly invaded the dream and absorbed all the curses into myself, which saved everyone and allowed them to escape the dream."

At this point, the middle-aged version of Su Haoming sighed and pointed to his head, which was emitting black smoke:

"Don't be fooled by my outward appearance; most of my soul is still trapped in the dream, enduring the torment from that girl behind me..."

"Oh?"

Su Haoming became interested and immediately blurted out, "How did she torture you?"

The middle-aged version of Su Haoming's face darkened, and he said irritably, "Is this what you should be focusing on?"

"No," Su Haoming said honestly, "but I'm really curious!"

"..."

The middle-aged Su Haoming smirked. After thinking for a moment, he figured the other person would find out sooner or later, so he sighed softly, "She wove her past into a dream, and made me experience it all."

"……I see!"

Su Haoming nodded thoughtfully: "No wonder your soul is far superior to hers, yet you still couldn't break the curse and make this girl's soul disappear—was her experience really that tragic?"

"It's terrible."

The middle-aged Su Haoming nodded, looking at the female corpse beside him with pity, and said, "This girl is one of the countless victims of the Western witch hunts hundreds of years ago."

"She was an ordinary girl, but she was treated like a witch and killed in an extremely cruel way."

“After death, their skin was peeled off, incantations were engraved inside, and the skin was sewn back together, so that their soul could not escape and could only become a vengeful spirit wandering inside the corpse.”

“The intense resentment lasted for hundreds of years, turning this girl who was not originally a witch into a real witch.”

"I have seen what she went through, and I cannot bear to do it. To kill her directly would not be in accordance with my principles. I will leave it to you to deal with!"

Su Haoming asked in surprise, "I'll handle this?"

The middle-aged Su Haoming nodded matter-of-factly and said, "Yes, didn't the only genuine Buddhist magic treasure in my possession end up in your hands?"

This is an attempt to send the unidentified female corpse to the afterlife!
That's okay...

He said that he has always hated evil and had a very upright moral compass. Even if the nameless female corpse was pitiable, the crime of torturing innocent people was unforgivable.

It's good to perform a ritual to help the deceased pass on to the afterlife! At least it can dispel resentment, and if there is an afterlife, perhaps they can be reincarnated normally.

but……

"You must have misremembered!"

Su Haoming raised the magic scroll in his hand and shook his head, saying, "The things I have are all from the Western worldview. The Buddhist magic treasures were given to someone else."

"what?"

The middle-aged Su Haoming looked surprised: "That's not right, I remember it was you. This magic weapon that looks like a T-shirt and jeans is the only one I own, how could I be wrong?"

"hey-hey!"

Su Haoming chuckled, somewhat embarrassed, and said, "Actually, he asked me to trade for this. Since he got a real Buddhist treasure, he deliberately transformed himself into a bald monk, and then asked me to trade him for a plain robe, saying that a white-robed monk looks more like a righteous person..."

"..."

The middle-aged Su Haoming's face darkened, and he couldn't help but say, "Why didn't you say so earlier!"

Su Haoming said innocently, "You didn't ask!"

The middle-aged Su Haoming glared at him, then scanned the city with his divine sense and quickly found the figure of the monk version of Su Haoming. He then took the female corpse with him and soared into the sky, disappearing into the air.

"Their plight is pitiable, but their crimes are unforgivable..."

"Tsk tsk, just as I expected!"

Su Haoming made a narcissistic remark, then turned his gaze to Jason on the ground, grinning as he said:

"Time is of the essence, let's start the experiment quickly!"

"After I've dealt with you, I'm going to the city for a wild party!"

Before he finished speaking, he tore open the scroll, releasing a dazzling white light that enveloped Jason's entire body.

……

……

At the same time, different versions of Su Haoming appeared everywhere in New York City.

If nights in the past were parties where these monsters enjoyed killing, then tonight in New York City is a carnival for Su Haoming's twenty-seven clones!

In the neon-lit dance club, a black figure stood steadily atop a chandelier.

He wore black sunglasses and a black trench coat, with a toothpick dangling from his mouth, and quietly looked down at the crowd below who were frantically twisting their bodies.

"Pfft-"

Suddenly, the water jets around the dance hall were turned on.

Countless crimson liquids gushed out from it, splashing onto the dancing crowd.

The people mixed in thought this was a deliberately designed segment of the dance hall, a performance to liven up the night, so they howled even more excitedly and danced even more wildly.

Little did they know that many of the handsome men and beautiful women around them, indulging in their desires, couldn't help but lick the liquid with their tongues after it was spilled on them, and their eyes, each a different color, gradually turned red.

Finally, a blonde beauty in the crowd could no longer hold back. She opened her cherry lips and four fangs emerged as she grinned and bit at the man who was groping her.

"Oh!"

Just as the fangs were about to touch her skin, the blonde woman's head suddenly exploded.

Countless red and white substances splattered, covering the face of the lustful man in front of him.

He froze, staring blankly at the headless, delicate body before him. His eyes, which had been filled with desire, were gradually replaced by terror, and finally he couldn't help but let out a scream of extreme fear.

However, the screams were drowned out by the even louder rock music from all around.

Watching the white man shoving and fleeing in terror through the crowd, Su Haoming, dressed in a black trench coat, couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth into a smile. He spat out the toothpick and grinned, saying:

"The hunt begins!"

Before he finished speaking, he leaped into the air, his two futuristic-looking guns spinning in the air as he unleashed a hail of bullets at the vampires hidden among the crowd.

"Ta! Ta! Ta! Ta!"

Flames spewed from the gun barrels, and enchanted silver bullets pierced the air, pushing the already lively carnival to another climax.

Meanwhile, on a high-rise building about 300 meters outside the dance hall, Su Haoming, dressed in a suit, stood holding a knife, with a werewolf kneeling in front of him, its body now shaved into a club.

He waved his right hand, splattering a line of blood on the ground. Then he reached out and grabbed the werewolf's mane, forcing the hideous head to rise high and face his eyes.

The werewolf was forced to bare its white fangs, suppressing a furious howl in its throat, its bloodshot eyes almost bursting open as it glared at the human who was humiliating it.

"Come here, little wolf, let this old man take a good look at your appearance!"

"Hmm, good teeth, normal bone structure, and healthy fur and coat color. It's a good wolf!"

Su Haoming examined the werewolf's fangs and fur, and nodded in satisfaction.

However, the other party clearly could not tolerate such humiliation. He roared, opened his blood-red maw full of fangs, and used all his remaining strength to bite down hard on the seemingly fragile arm.

"clang--!"

A loud thud, like a heavy hammer blow, made the werewolf involuntarily release its grip.

The violent recoil caused his entire head to vibrate, and his fangs shattered instantly, scattering in the moonlight and reflecting a faint, cold light.

Su Haoming glanced at the splash of cold light, a look of regret on his face, and shook his head with a soft sigh:
"It's a pity you're too fierce and possessive of your food... I'll have to give you some dragon fruit to try first!"

(End of this chapter)