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

Leslie shook her somewhat dazed head, overturning her previous conclusion:

"How is that possible? Only the descendants of Master Maria can walk the path of bloodline with relative safety. This kid is a descendant of Master Hearst..."

Thinking of this, Leslie was suddenly startled:

"Could the gossip left behind back then be true? Did Master Hearst and Master Maria really have a child...?"

Thinking of this, Leslie suddenly awoke and confessed:

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have made such a fuss about these two masters!"

The next moment, Leslie sniffed and smelled a strong odor of blood.

He looked ahead and saw that the Evil Twins had pulled out their own shinbones and broken them, gathering the flesh and blood of the surrounding werewolf soldiers in preparation for casting the Evil God spell.

"Be careful!"

Leslie tapped her cane and called out a reminder.

Meanwhile, Van En had been waiting for the evil twins to cast their spell, glancing at him every now and then.

The evil twins naturally noticed Vane's attention and could even tell that Vane was expecting them to cast a spell.

But now there are less than 5 werewolf soldiers left, and they will probably all be killed in less than a minute.

When he was left all alone, facing four ferocious enemies, he had no chance of winning.

Therefore, the son of evil can only take risky measures.

However, he also used his flesh and blood to create a thick shield the size of himself, trying to block Vane's terrifying blood bullets.

Seeing that the wicked twins answered completely wrong, Van En smiled disdainfully.

He glanced at his teammates and said softly, "The rest is up to you guys. I'll handle this guy!"

"OK!"

"good!"

After Chen Zhihe and Jiang Si responded, they began the finishing touches.

"Hukara Ussukka..."

The evil twins chanted a spell, condensing the werewolf flesh around them into sharp spears.

Feeling that the flesh and blood shield in front of him had not been hit by bullets, he was slightly stunned, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart.

Although his flesh spears were not yet fully formed, the sense of danger he subconsciously sensed made him prepare to launch them immediately.

"Wongba..."

Just as the Evil Twins were about to launch, Vane pointed his index finger at them and roared:

"ban!"

call!

A ring of arcane energy, emitting a faint blue glow, pierced through the flesh shield that could only block physical attacks in less than a millisecond and slammed into the mouths of the evil twins.

"Uh! Uh! Uh..."

The evil twins stared wide-eyed in disbelief at the flesh and blood shield that was dissipating before them.

He saw Vann's mocking gaze and the arcane energy emanating from his body as if he were seeing the moon goddess.

Right now, he has only one thought in his mind:

How could this brute know arcane magic!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

……

After their spellcasting was interrupted, all the flesh and blood spears that the evil twins had conjured exploded.

boom!

boom!

……

But the next moment, five blood bullets slammed into his body, blasting five deep, bone-revealing holes.

Amidst the flying blood and flesh, a sense of powerlessness swept over the evil twins, and they found themselves paralyzed.

"Aww!"

The werewolf set designer portion of the evil twins' bodies let out a bloodcurdling howl.

"Resist with guns!"

Those belonging to the human stagehands immediately recognized which hunter skill it was.

He watched Van En approach, bullets glistening with blood flying towards him, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

Van En stared intently at the evil twins, then stuffed two more bottles of ordinary purified blood into the blood pump box, repeatedly pulling the trigger and firing blood bullets.

The Bloodshot hunting rifle, which had already fired 70 bullets in a short period of time, had a blood-red color on its body that resembled top-grade chicken-blood stone, radiating a captivating blood-red light.

Van En touched the blood-red hunting rifle in his hand, feeling as if it had come to life, trembling and breathing in the surrounding blood-red light.

After firing another 10 blood bullets, Vann watched as the wicked twins, whose flesh had been blasted away by his attacks, continued to laugh strangely.

He frowned:

"This bone is so tough, it seems we'll have to use a knife!"

Van En put down his bloodshot rifle, looked at the remaining three bottles of ordinary blood and one bottle of good blood, and felt confident.

He drank a bottle of agility potion, picked up the meat saw, and hopped to the side of the evil twins.

puff!

Blood spurted from the neck of the evil twins, and the half-human, half-wolf head flew off.

Van En stared in disbelief at the flying heads of the wicked twins, thinking to himself:

"Are spellcasting classes really that weak?"

The next second, a bizarre and terrifying scene gave him the answer:

After the heads of the evil twins flew to a height of 8 meters, they hovered like drones and slowly straightened their direction.

The blood that flew out of the twins' skulls seemed to have congealed, forming threads that connected their heads and bodies.

His half-human, half-wolf face tilted slightly downwards, his dark eyes fixed on Van En as he spoke softly:

"Finally... my final act has come to an end. My little brother... I'm entrusting him to you."

The next second, the human features belonging to the stagehand disappeared from the heads of the evil twins, completely transforming them into a hideous werewolf head.

And the wolf's head began to swell, with countless fine, yellow bumps resembling pustules growing on its face.

"roar!"

The wolf's head, now swollen to the size of a millstone, howled at Vann.

The invisible sound waves were detected by Van En's penetrating vision, allowing him to escape ahead of time.

Van En, who had used a leap to retreat twenty meters away, frowned as he watched the unfolding events:

The yellow pustules on the giant wolf's head burst one by one, oozing a bluish-yellow liquid.

These liquids evaporated into a yellow mist in the air, but instead of dissipating, they gathered into a ball and began to swell.

From within the yellow mist emerged countless misty wolf claws, tearing into the flesh and blood of the surrounding werewolf soldiers.

The sounds of flesh and blood merging and bones cracking and reforming rang out continuously.

As the yellow fog dissipated, what was gradually revealed to Vann was—

It is a bizarre beast with a huge body and limbs that branch out like tree branches.

The lower half of this enormous creature had root-like limbs, and its irregular, barrel-shaped body stood tall with thirteen pairs of thick, long wolf claws growing from its sides.

A multifaceted wolf head, resembling a berry, appeared at the very top, staring at Van En, its dozen or so eyes revealing contempt, mockery, and brutality.

If Vann hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that such a gigantic monster, seemingly born from the union of a tree and a wolf, existed in the world.

But with the monster right in front of him, Vann could only marvel at how "rich and chaotic" the creations of the Blood Mist World were, exceeding the limits of his imagination.

[You gazed upon the Blood God's Creation - Set Designer, your Berserk value increased by 200, you accumulated 2 points of Beast Transformation, and you gained 4 temporary points of Arcane Power, 2 points of Strength, and 3 points of Agility.]

The increase of 2 points in beast transformation made Van En realize the terrifying nature of the Blood God's creation before him, but he didn't care much.

Remembering Leslie's teachings, Van took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and prepared to enjoy this challenging hunt!

The current appearance of the werewolf set designer made Van En think it resembled a complex machine—

It's perfect for setting up all sorts of gorgeous decorations on stage!