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

The set designer could already feel Van En's burning body with his hands, and couldn't wait to crush this annoying fly to death!

But Vann's body didn't move at all!

"A beast is a beast!"

Van En had already pulled out his bloodshot shotgun and pressed it against his left waist when he severed the first arm.

boom!

boom!

boom!

……

Five blood bullets struck the set designer's left arm joint.

Its body collapsed, with its 25 arms hanging limply on the ground, like a felled tree.

Van En landed on the ground, raised the butcher's knife high, and began to chop down the tree that was "too many branches and leaves".

puff!

Click!Click!

……

After sawing off three arms, Van En noticed the set designer's body starting to tremble, and knew that the man was about to wake up from his paralysis caused by the gunshot and being hit in the weak spot.

"Hmm!"

"Aww!"

"roar!"

The set designer screamed, and the sound waves turned into strong wind pressure, blowing Van En away.

Its once pink raspberry head turned a deep red like a strawberry, and dark yellow pustules began to appear on its head.

Seeing this, Van En knew that the set designer had entered the BOSS's 'second phase,' and those pustules were about to repair its body.

Van En raised his bloodshot shotgun, aimed at its head, and pulled the trigger.

boom!

boom!

boom!

……

The pustules burst open one by one, turning into yellow mist that enveloped the set designer's head.

The yellow mist, originally intended to repair the body, began to frantically shape and twist its head.

Long, thin, beastly claws emerged from its head and began to swing wildly, making the set designer look even more grotesque and disgusting.

The sight of such a monstrous creature piqued the interest and hunting desire of Leslie, who was watching from the sidelines, but knowing his own limitations, he did not make a move.

Instead, he looked at Vane, whose gaze was unwavering, and wondered what kind of slaughter this Hearst family hunter would unleash.

Van En calmly watched as the set designer haphazardly waved his remaining 22 arms, took a step forward, and knew it was time to deal with this unruly beast.

His leather trench coat moved automatically and fluttered even without wind.

call!

In the next instant, Vann used all his magic power on his teleportation skill, transforming into a pale blue shadow. He deftly stepped on the set designer's arm, which had just regained its balance, and jumped onto its shoulder.

Vann hadn't forgotten his title as the rider; jumping onto the set designer would cause even greater damage!

After pressing the blood-infused shotgun, glowing red, against its head, Vann repeatedly pulled the trigger, firing all 20 blood-infused bullets into its skull.

The gushing blood, flesh, and brain matter almost stained Van En's black leather trench coat with a red and white color.

The long, thin, broken claws that had flown out hung on his shoulders, lay at his feet, or fell to the ground, trembling.

After the gunshots ended, the set designer's head looked like a watermelon that had been smashed in half, with red and white paste flowing out.

Its body went limp again, and the arms and legs of the countless werewolves beneath it also lost their strength.

This time, it will fall completely, with no chance of ever getting back up!

But this beast was actually a werewolf with incredible resilience, and it was still alive!

Before it died, it launched a counterattack that Vann never expected.

The remaining wolf-faced figure of the set designer chuckled wickedly, a huge bluish-yellow pustules swelled up, and immediately burst open.

puff!

Fan En was caught off guard and was drenched. He was startled and carefully examined his body, but saw no unusual changes.

But the notification sound that followed still made him feel a chill:

[You have been nourished by the Blood of Shaping, your Beast Transformation value has increased by 5 points, and your temporary Strength and Agility have increased by 4 points.]

"Pah! Damn it..."

Van En raised the butcher's saw, wanting to chop the set designer's bald neck to pieces to vent his anger.

Unexpectedly, his originally strong arms, after being irrigated by the blood of creation, turned into a large mouth with fine teeth inside.

click!

Van En's jaws missed their target. He used a teleportation technique to leap to the ground, staring coldly at the massive beast that was now lying on the ground, writhing like a worm.

"Like a sandworm with legs..."

Van En thought of the movie "Dune" and opened his eyes with a troubled expression.

This battle allowed him to accumulate 7 points of Beast Transformation, and his Berserk value was also locked, so he no longer needed to close his eyes.

Van En's irises turned red instantly, and the tiny blood vessels in the whites of his eyes became congested, turning his eyes into a wild, scarlet red.

The instincts of a blood hunter made Vann gasp for breath, igniting his frenzied blood.

I'll chop you to pieces!

Van En let out a low growl, raised his butcher knife, and charged forward.

The set designer, who mutated again and became a giant worm, crawled on the ground supporting his body with his two arms, so he could only use two or three arms to attack Vane.

However, its body quickly elongated, becoming as agile as a large snake, constantly swaying left and right to bite Vann.

Van En, in a state of frenzy, coupled with his greatly enhanced temporary attributes, is like a nimble and ferocious hunting dog, constantly roaming and attacking.

Every time Van En slashed the set designer's remaining arm or body, he would immediately slip away, leaving the set designer no chance to escape.

Wild beasts, already lacking intelligence, become even more blind and disorderly in their attacks after losing their heads.

It's not surprising that he was played like this by Van En.

However, this was entirely because it encountered Vane, a true "monster".

Leslie, who was watching the battle, felt as if his head had been hit by a giant hammer when he saw the set designer in the form of a giant worm, and he immediately closed his eyes to catch his breath.

Sweat beaded on Leslie's forehead; he dared not open his eyes to watch the battle any longer, his heart filled with worry:

"Van should be able to handle it? After all, he's a descendant of Master Hearst! His sanity resistance should be higher! But such a terrifying beast should only be able to be stopped by elite hunting parties..."

He activated his "Insight" ability, cautiously glanced at the battlefield, and finally breathed a sigh of relief:

"Fortunately, Van En is a bit crazy, but his attacks are still methodical, so he should be fine."

The next moment, Leslie felt a pang of envy:

"Master Hearst's bloodline is truly powerful. If I had such a bloodline, many of the beasts I had to avoid in my youth would have been my spoils long ago."

Even the highly rational Leslie couldn't withstand it, which shows the true power of this giant worm—

Its strength lies in its invisible mental attacks, which can strip away a great deal of reason.

Ordinary hunters who dare to look at it twice will have all their reason stripped away, go mad, and have no chance of escaping its enormous mouth from devouring them.

But unfortunately, it encountered the hunting machine created by the Hearst family, Vane.

The irrational Vann, when faced with the most feared attack of sanity stripping by hunters, will only become more and more frenzied, powerful and bloodthirsty.

Completely bloodthirsty, Van En relentlessly hacked at the giant worm-shaped set designer, leaving horrific wounds on its body.

Even though the set designer has powerful regeneration abilities, he can't keep up with the speed of Van En, who is extremely fast.

After being slashed countless times by Van En, the set designer's remaining arms were all severed.

The set designer was transformed into a large worm writhing on the ground, like a powerless earthworm.

Fan En, whose eyes were already bloodshot and black, aimed at a large wound on the set designer's torso.

He saw a huge heart beating there, emitting an alluring fragrance.

Fan En licked his lips, swallowed his saliva, and chuckled:

"Great! We can have beef again!"