Game: I'm a Hunter in the Blood Curse World

The evil twins' eyes widened instantly upon seeing this commotion.

He pulled a section of crimson rib from his body and let out a series of loud, guttural cries.

The ten evolved werewolf soldiers protecting him responded to the roar, reaching out to pull out their own hearts and throwing them into the air.

The evil twins snapped their own ribs in the middle, shooting out countless bone spikes that pierced the hearts of the ten enormous werewolves.

"Kara! Kara! Bhikkhu!"

After the evil twins chanted the incantation, the scattered wolf blood around them instantly stopped and transformed into a layer of black and red flesh and blood barrier, covering a range of twenty meters around the evil twins.

He cast his evil spells very quickly, completing the protection just as Leslie finished reciting the last incantation.

The werewolf soldiers who were about to attack Vann and his men all retreated and raised their shields.

Leslie's arcane magic still exceeded their and Vane's imagination.

A purple six-pointed star, the size of a basketball, rose from the gem in the staff and floated seven meters above Leslie's head.

hum-

Arcane Star began to spin, spewing out fist-sized, solid purple ice that shimmered with silver light.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

……

Inside the opera house, it was as if a burst of hail was falling.

The area within a 30-meter radius around Leslie was covered by these purple hailstones.

And layers of bone-chilling frost, like train steam, engulfed the surrounding area.

Van and the others had already arrived near him at Leslie's signal, staring in awe at the powerful Star Arcane Art.

Because the arcane energy was too concentrated, even with his Insight activated, Vann couldn't clearly see what was happening to the werewolf soldiers in the ice mist.

But from the incessant screams of agony, the sounds of bones and flesh being smashed, and the cracking of weapons and armor, one can imagine their miserable state.

Van En knew that these werewolf soldiers were probably suffering heavy damage from mortar-like bombardment.

Leslie's "Full Power" reshaped Vane's understanding of arcane magic.

The old hunter unleashed this powerful destructive force in less than five seconds, using himself as the source and combining it with the incantation and the staff.

As a member of a people born with a "fear of insufficient firepower," Van's eyes were filled with an expression of "longing."

Jiang Si touched the grenade bolts on the repeating crossbow and realized that he might have gone astray.

He thought about the cost of these crossbow bolts and felt that using arcane magic would be more cost-effective.

Dr. Chen didn't pay attention to this. He frowned as he watched Leslie cast the destructive arcane spell, feeling that his "patient" would soon need further treatment.

as predicted.

Purple smoke emanated from Leslie's transparent palm, flickering between flesh and energy.

The old hunter's once imposing body swayed, and his straight back bent.

Vannn also sensed something was wrong and immediately said to Leslie:

"Teacher, please take care of yourself!"

Leslie turned her head and looked at Vane with her eyes, which were radiating a blue light, before the blue light in her eyes gradually faded.

"Cough cough cough!"

He coughed violently twice and said weakly:

"That's about it, the rest is up to you."

puff!

puff!

The sound of the blood pump working rang out, and Leslie's complexion improved somewhat, but she was still listless.

Leslie released the staff, and the hexagonal gem trembled twice before emitting a buzzing sound, its brilliant silver-blue light extinguishing.

The arcane energy ball above his head, which was scattering purple ice spikes, disappeared with a pop.

The icy mist that had been spreading around them condensed together, turning into tiny ice particles that fell to the ground.

His vision cleared instantly, and Vann saw the werewolf soldiers after being struck by the devastating arcane magic:

The werewolf soldiers surrounding Vann and his men were completely frozen into ice sculptures.

Moreover, these ice sculptures were broken; the werewolf soldiers had been smashed by arcane magic, and none of their bodies were intact. It looked like a slaughterhouse frozen in time.

However, outside the frozen slaughterhouse directly in front of Vann, a layer of eggshell-shaped blood energy shield was radiating heat, steaming the surrounding werewolf ice sculptures.

Van En's pupils contracted slightly; he knew this was the power of the wicked twins.

Clearly, there are still a considerable number of werewolf soldiers inside this blood energy shield.

"He's a spellcaster, so I'll have to take good care of him!"

A wicked smile crept across Vann's lips as he spoke to his two teammates in the team chat:

"Ignore the evil twins for now, focus all your energy on the werewolf soldiers!"

Seeing his two teammates nod slightly, Van En gripped the bloodshot shotgun tightly with both hands.

The three of them also poured all the drinkable medicine into their mouths.

Bang!

The crimson energy shield exploded like a pierced heart, splashing scalding blood onto the frozen werewolf soldiers' corpses.

Oh!

The werewolf soldier's corpse was thawed, and the strong smell of blood and flesh made Vann subconsciously swallow.

Clearly, these corpses are the blood and flesh of the surviving werewolf soldiers, which will make them even stronger.

The wicked twins glared menacingly at Leslie and Vane, then roared at the remaining 21 werewolf soldiers:

"Hoo-ka-hu-ka!"

"Crackling sound!"

The werewolf soldiers dropped their weapons, raised their claws, roared into the air, and fixed their blood-red eyes on the corpses of their comrades.

call!

The next second, they landed on all fours, turning into gusts of foul wind as they rushed toward the corpses of their companions, their fierce and venomous eyes fixed on Van En and his group.

"Dry!"

How could Van En give them a chance to strengthen themselves? Just as the werewolf soldiers were about to scatter and run off to eat blood, he roared and unleashed a barrage of blood bullets.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Bang!

Bang!

……

The first thing to hit was Jiang Si's five grenade crossbow bolts.

The violent explosion instantly knocked over 13 slower werewolf soldiers, blasting 10 of them into a bloody mess, resembling a mushy Indian paste.

The remaining three were also maimed and their speed was greatly reduced, making them easy targets. They were instantly hit by Van En's five blood bullets and fell to the ground, completely losing their ability to move.

The grenade launcher is extremely effective!

But eliminating most of the werewolf soldiers in one fell swoop did not bring Jiang Si any joy.

He quickly loaded a new crossbow bolt and began shooting at the 12 werewolf soldiers who had run away.

However, ordinary crossbow bolts are not very effective; even if they pierce through werewolf soldiers, they cannot stop these monsters that can regenerate flesh and blood.

Van En's blood-based bullets played a crucial role at this moment.

He tucked the blood-based shotgun to his waist, aimed it at the werewolf soldiers who had already retrieved their companion's corpse and were devouring it, and began firing in short bursts.

With his other hand, Fan En would insert the blood collection bottle into the blood pump box every five or six seconds.

boom!

boom!

……

boom!

boom!

boom!

The 2+3 burst firing method was very effective, constantly knocking away the corpses of their comrades from the werewolf soldiers' hands and hitting their vital points.

Vane's eyes glowed blue as he fired at the werewolf soldiers' vital points.

Many werewolf soldiers were even forced to parry Vane's shots.

But there were too many enemies, and Vane was unable to go forward and execute them.

However, the dizziness from the gun parry also allowed Vane's blood bullets to hit these werewolf soldiers more effectively.

In less than 20 seconds, Van En fired 50 blood bullets. His health points fluctuated rapidly, like a rollercoaster, constantly being consumed and replenished.

The blood-red hunting rifle glowed with an increasingly intense crimson light, as if it were getting excited, and the blood-red bullets it fired became more and more powerful.

Leslie, who was resting nearby, stared intently at the strangely shaped weapon and whispered:

"Could he truly be a genius at using blood essence?"