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

Vann pulled the trigger, firing five blood bullets into the navigator's chest.

The navigator's thin hunter uniform was certainly no match for the invisible wall that had blocked the blood bullets before.

Five bullets ripped through the navigator's flesh, sending him staggering backward.

Vann glanced at his severed left arm and the meat saw, then used his upper arm to grip the bloodshot shotgun as he stood up and fired the five newly loaded bloodshot bullets at the navigator again.

But this time, the navigator, who was prepared, held his deep-sea meat saw in front of his chest and used the blade to block the blood bullet.

Although the navigator was still forced to retreat by the force of the bullets, he was not injured again.

Snapped!

The two deep blue flames beside him disappeared.

The navigator disappeared into the darkness, and Vann couldn't even hear a sound.

So, after loading the bloodshot shotgun with bullets, he shook the muzzle from side to side, trying to find the navigator who was hiding.

Unfortunately, Van En's efforts were in vain. The darkness in this secret room was like the deep sea thousands of meters below the surface, which even his penetrating vision could not penetrate.

At the same time, the navigator in the darkness began to speak:

"Not bad, your ambush was very successful. You are worthy of being a hunter of the Hearst family. You don't even care about losing an arm for your target."

"So you knew all along that the gap between us was too big, and you never even thought you could defeat me head-on, right?"

When the navigator exposed all his thoughts, Vann remained unconvinced:

"It doesn't matter, I've already gotten my money's worth. Even if I can't kill you, it's still avenging those who died tragically!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, Vann fired a blood bullet toward his left front.

call out!

The blood bullet missed its target, as if swallowed by darkness, and even the sound disappeared.

Van En's heart tightened, realizing that the situation was indeed as the dungeon had indicated: he was unable to defeat the navigator.

This dark, secret room is the navigator's domain; he will only be endlessly toyed with by his opponent.

After sighing inwardly, Van En did not give up resisting, knowing that his main task was to wait out the time.

Therefore, Vane, still holding the bloodshot shotgun, called out to the navigator:

"I know you've formed an alliance with the hunters of the William family, and you've stolen a lot of Source Blood, haven't you!"

Snapped!

The navigator, hidden in the darkness, suddenly stopped, even stomping heavily on the floor.

For the first time, a hint of panic appeared in his usually calm tone:

"You! How do you know! Even if you're Hearst's hunter, you couldn't possibly know these things!"

call out!

Van En's response was still a bloody bullet, because he had finally managed to pinpoint the navigator's location, and he couldn't possibly give up this opportunity.

clang!

The blood bullet was still blocked by the navigator's deep-sea meat saw.

Van En sighed inwardly, just as he was about to repeat the process and continue to use the secret he knew to "hard control" the Navigator.

But unexpectedly, a tremendous chill came from behind him.

Fan En thought to himself, "I'm going to die!" and prepared to close his eyes and die gloriously.

Unexpectedly, the navigator grabbed his neck tightly and lifted him up.

A mouth reeking of the sea came close to his ear and said sternly:

"Confess properly, or I have eight ways to make you wish you were dead!"

Van En turned his body to the side and found that the navigator was holding the blood pump on his left arm tightly, making it impossible for it to replenish his health.

After his right arm was severed and filled with 10 blood bullets, his health had dropped to 40 points.

For some unknown reason, the blood kept flowing from the wound on his right arm, and his 40 health points would be reduced to 0 in 10 seconds.

Van En glanced at the countdown timer for the mission and found that there were only 3 minutes left. He knew that he would most likely not make it through.

He strained his neck, and out of the corner of his eye, he finally caught a glimpse of the navigator's seashell mask.

Fan En cleared his throat, spat at the navigator, and chuckled, "Let me try the first one!"

"Ha! I love tough guys!"

The navigator turned his head to dodge Van En's "biological attack" and said:

"Want to die in front of me? It's not that easy!"

The navigator's mask resembled Iron Man's mask, pushed up and opened to reveal his terrifying face.

The navigator's swollen, dark blue face was covered with wart-like moles the size of a little finger cap.

His chin sprouted whisker-like octopus tentacles, and his mouth, the size of a mineral water bottle, extended mouthparts covered with fine, backward-pointing teeth.

Van Eyre caught a glimpse of this horrifying scene out of the corner of his eye, and instantly thought of the movie Pirates of the Caribbean:

"The Flying Dutchman..."

The navigator, Van, uttered the word with a hint of doubt, but his scarlet eyes were filled with indifference:

"I will drain your sanity, unlock your dreams, and expose all your secrets! Even until the end of time, I will torment you!"

Fan En chuckled and said, "You're quite the yandere..."

Snapped!

The navigator's mouthparts pressed against Van's neck and pierced through.

Fan En rolled his eyes, feeling a slow, numbing life force flowing into his body.

The next second, he felt his head gradually being covered by tentacles, and with a faint smile, he passed out.

……

I don't know how much time passed.

Van En slowly opened his eyes, staring at the navigator's shocked expression with his octopus-faced face, and then looked around.

The enormous blood moon in the sky looked down at the ankle-deep black water on the ground, and together with the black full moon reflected in the water, it looked like the eyes of a supreme god looking down on everything.

This is Vann's insane dream world.

In the final moments before falling into a coma, Vane had foreseen this scene.

Without the guidance of the nun of sleep, he could only arrive in this desolate and hopeless red and black dream.

Fan En looked at himself and found that in the dream world, his limbs and condition had been restored to a perfect state.

He looked at the navigator with a playful smile, without saying a word or making any aggressive moves.

"This...this...how could your dream be like this?!"

The navigator's octopus whiskers trembled uneasily as he felt something rapidly expanding within him; Van's dream world was infusing something into his spiritual body.

"You are actually...?"

The navigator stared wide-eyed at Fan Engang, who was about to say something, but his eyes were unconsciously fixed on the huge blood moon in the sky.

His bloodshot eyes turned black instantly, stripped of all reason.

"roar!"

The navigator let out a painful scream, his mouthparts spitting out repeatedly.

His body rapidly expanded, transforming into a giant octopus lying on the ground, frantically waving its tentacles.

But because he was always facing the blood moon in the sky, it looked like he was performing some kind of cult dance, which made him both terrifying and ridiculous.

"Welcome to my dream, navigator."

After making a sarcastic remark, Van En stepped back.

He looked at the rapidly surging black tide at the end of his vision, knowing that the endless beasts from his mad dream were about to arrive.

Van En glanced at the mission countdown timer and saw that there were still 2 minutes and 30 seconds left. He muttered to himself:

"Trading some beast transformation points for the Navigator's secret is a very worthwhile deal."

Van En brandished a meat saw and a blood-based hunting rifle, his eyes gradually turning red.