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

After Chen Zhihe and Jiang Sigang finished dealing with the last werewolf soldiers, they noticed the situation on Fan En's side and immediately wanted to rush over to help.

But the moment the werewolf's multifaceted head stared at them, they felt as if their brains had been thrown into a washing machine.

The intense dizziness nearly caused Chen Zhihe and Jiang Si to fall.

Fortunately, Rilis caught them from behind.

Leslie's fingertips glowed with a faint blue light, which he pressed onto Chen Zhihe and Jiang Si's temples.

The blue light penetrated their brains, instantly waking them up.

The next second, they were eager to rush over, but Leslie held them down firmly.

"Mr. Leslie?"

"The old man?"

Chen Zhihe and Jiang Si cast puzzled glances at him.

Leslie glanced confidently at Vann's retreating figure and the hunting weapons in his hands.

He said to Chen Zhihe and Jiang Si:

"This is Van En's hunt, his moment of glory. I believe in him!"

Seeing Leslie's calm demeanor, the two men's tense muscles gradually relaxed.

But Chen Zhihe, recalling the twisted and terrifying appearance of the Blood God's creation, couldn't help but ask:

"Grandpa, that monster is like this..."

"That's a beast, a beast devoid of intelligence, only madness!"

Leslie's eyes lit up. He turned to look at the Blood God's creation and said disdainfully:

"A hunter is a knife, a knife for slaughtering wild beasts. No matter how big it is, it will be chopped into a lump of rotten flesh by the hunter."

Jiang Si shook his head and whispered, "This Blood God creation looks like Exeggutor from Pokémon~"

Fan En had the same idea at this time. In his vision with his eyes closed, the image of the Blood God's creation was a series of twitching lines, but its shape perfectly matched Jiang Si's metaphor.

Although the image of the Blood God's creation consisted of twitching lines, its shape perfectly matched Jiang Si's metaphor.

"Heh~"

Fan En smiled, finding the whole thing rather amusing.

But to the werewolf set designer, who had been completely sculpted into a giant "exeggutor" from flesh and blood, Vann's smile was absolute contempt and provocation.

"roar!"

Its multifaceted wolf face roared simultaneously as it attacked Vane.

The thirteen pairs of thick, long wolf claws were not fast, but they were long, big, and numerous enough that their attacks resembled constantly surging waves, inspiring an overwhelming fear in those who looked upon them.

Furthermore, the set designer would twist and turn the tiny, millipede-like limbs beneath him during the attack, adjusting his position to try and block Van En's leaping path.

But for the battle-hardened Van En, it was all in vain.

Hunters abandoned heavy armor and dared to face wild beasts wearing only paper-thin clothing, relying on their unpredictable and agile movements.

The deformed meat saw in Van En's hand was meant to cut down the "big tree" that was the set designer at this moment!

call!

call!

call!

Huge, jet-black wolf claws swept past Vann, stirring up a foul, fishy wind.

However, Van En did not use his jumps extensively, lest he fall into the opponent's trap.

By slightly leaning back, squatting, and turning to the side, he constantly adjusted his body posture, dodging wolf claws within a range of less than 2 meters, much like performing gymnastics.

Each time, the wolf's claws almost grazed Van En's clothes and vital areas.

The set designer's relentless, wave-like attacks lasted for a full two minutes, ultimately resulting in only a ripped leather trench coat and trousers.

Fan En was only slightly sweaty, and after getting used to the set designer's attack rhythm, he smiled and said, "Not bad, consider this today's aerobic exercise."

Van En's disdain once again provoked the set designer's anger.

It moved its limbs rapidly, and its wolf faces roared angrily, with blood-red light emanating from the eyes of more than a dozen wolves.

call!

call!

call!

……

The set designer increased the frequency of the attacks, even eagerly spreading out thirteen pairs of wolf claws, trying to grab the slippery Van En.

But with his eyes closed, Van En was surprisingly calm, dodging the opponent's attacks while looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

The reason Vann hadn't made a move earlier was that he was testing the hunter's hunting principles:

Observe calmly, find weaknesses, and strike decisively.

During this observation process, Van En discovered that the originally messy lines of the "Coconut Exeggutor" gradually became clearer and more three-dimensional.

Therefore, the power of the Eye of Judgment began to mark the weaknesses of the set designer for Van En.

"The head is the reddest and largest part, while the remaining weak points are where the thirteen pairs of wolf claws connect to the body..."

After figuring all this out in his mind, Fan En smiled confidently.

Weaknesses have been found; it's time to begin a magnificent massacre!

call!

After dodging a wolf's claw, Vann extended his right foot and kicked out fiercely.

Bang!

Van En wasn't particularly strong, but after charging up his attack, he still managed to kick the wolf's claw away by about two meters.

The effect was weak, but Vann achieved his goal.

For 26 wolf claws to attack in unison, they need to be arranged in a strict order and have sufficient time intervals.

This requirement becomes even more stringent after the set designers increased the attack speed.

Therefore, all of its subsequent swings were more or less caught by the arm that Van En had kicked away.

Snapped!

Snapped!

Snapped!

……

The 26 wolf claws collided and sprang into chaos, like a multi-vehicle collision on a highway, after one was tripped up.

This was certainly no match for the set designer, who had already raised all his arms, ready to attack Vane again.

It even reached up with its two wolf claws, grabbing at Vane.

But all Van En needs is this little bit of time.

After kicking the wolf's claw, Van En was thrown three meters away at an angle due to the reaction force.

After adjusting his posture in mid-air, Van En looked at the wolf claws beneath his feet, smiled faintly, and stepped onto them.

Sensing that he was about to be captured, Van En's figure emitted a pale blue light, activating the Flash within his Insight.

Click! Click!

The set designer missed, and his claws collided.

Meanwhile, Vann had already jumped onto its other paws, using his dodge ability to leap along the set designer's arm to its front.

He raised the open saw knife high, about to chop at the set designer's multifaceted head.

call!

But how could a set designer with 26 arms possibly let Van En have his way?

It swung its six free arms horizontally across its right side, ready to swat Vane, that annoying fly, to death.

Van En had anticipated this scene. He suddenly lowered his head and turned his body to the side, aiming the blade of the meat saw at the joints of the six flying wolf arms.

puff!

A splatter of hot, foul-smelling blood flew onto Van En's face as his butcher's cleaver slashed at the joint of the set designer's third arm on the right side.

Van En's foot landed diagonally on the set designer's body, his left hand pressed down on the back of the butcher's knife, and his muscles bulged violently.

"Cut it off!"

With a roar, Van En severed the set designer's arm.

puff!

A large amount of wolf blood flew out, turning Vann into a blood-soaked figure.

But he licked the wolf blood from the corner of his mouth and became completely excited.

Feeling the saw blade touch the wolf's arm joint below, Vann revealed a cruel smile.

But at that moment, feeling the pain, the set designer quickly raised his 13 left arms and reached out to grab Van En!

Enraged, it increased its speed by three points, getting only half a meter away from Vann's back!