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

Chapter 165 Weapon Enchantment

Vann opened the first page of the arcane manual.

A blinding blue light shone from the pages of the book into his eyes.

A string of messages echoed in Van En's mind:

You have learned Arcane: Weapon Enchantment

[Basic Weapon Enchantment (Requires 10 Arcane Points): Consumes 20 mana to connect with the arcane element, adding extra attributes to your weapon for 10 minutes.]

The default additional attribute is Arcane, or you can use specific consumables to communicate with other Arcane elements.

[Leslie's Note: Every beast has its weaknesses. Appropriately imbuing weapons with arcane properties can effectively kill beasts.]

There are also special beasts that have extremely high resistance to physical attacks; choosing to enchant your weapon will increase your hunting efficiency.

The blue light in Vann's eyes did not dissipate after the message ended; instead, Leslie's azure phantom appeared before him and began explaining how to communicate with different attributes:

In front of Leslie was a table with arcane crystals of different colors on it.

He crushed the arcane crystals one by one on his golden staff, which immediately burst into flames, icy mist, thorny poisonous vines, and blood-red light.

Finally, Leslie chuckled, "Using arcane crystals is rather extravagant. I usually suggest directly attaching the Silver Blood Lamp to your weapon. The silver light blessed by the moon goddess is a powerful weapon against most troublesome beasts!"

As Leslie's image gradually faded from his mind, Vann sighed softly and looked resolutely into the darkness deep within the sewers.

The hunter's intuition and the questline both told him that the things Carl had painstakingly hidden using various methods were right there.

The only problem is that he has to kill a troublesome blood mist beast first.

Van En glanced at the ashes of the blood mist bats on the ground and knew that the battle just now was just an appetizer, merely a display of the beast's power.

"Not bad, it's been a week since we last hunted, so it's a good time to stretch our muscles."

Van En glanced at the five walnut-shaped portable silver blood lamps in his inventory and revealed a cruel smile.

After putting away Leslie's arcane manual, Vann suddenly remembered that he had forgotten a friend, so he shook the soul beast camel bell at his waist.

"Woof!"

Old Eight leaped out of the white mist, wagging its tail and sticking out its tongue as it circled around Van En.

During this period, Lao Ba has been pulling the cart all day and rarely gets to go out for some fresh air, so he is in a very excited state.

Fan bent down and patted Lao Ba's head, noticing that his dog had grown much stronger and would soon be as big as a calf.

The more mature Lao Ba sensed the dangers of the sewers.

It ran to the pile of ashes of the blood mist bats, sniffed them, and immediately crouched down, baring its teeth and hissing at the depths of the sewer.

Old Eight glanced back at Van En and saw that his master was holding two weapons in his hands and walking deeper into the area.

Whoosh!

The eighth brother immediately darted to a meter away from Fan En's feet to scout the surroundings and act as his master's side guard.

A man and a dog walk in the darkness.

Vann's back, carrying two hunting weapons, looked lonely, yet incredibly resolute and powerful.

After this period of intensive nutritional supplementation, Fan En's weight has reached 70 kilograms.

Although he still looks somewhat thin, the muscles hidden under his clothes possess powerful explosive strength.

On the way, Vane opened his hunting journal and began to examine it:

The drawing depicts a blood-red bat the size of a peregrine falcon.

Beside it was a slender beast with a canine head, fleshy membranes between its arms, and sharp, black claws on its hands and feet.

Without a doubt, this is the true face of the Blood Mist Bats.

Vann thought it was a bit like a vampire from a movie, but uglier and more deformed.

The accompanying information reveals the truth and origin of this beast:

[Intermediate - Vampire Mist Monster: A legendary beast born in Ya'nan, said to have originated from the blood mist. It is elusive, adept at ambushes, and can absorb human blood to strengthen itself.]

In the devastation that Yharnam suffered, the vampire fog monsters were the most common beasts. Their numbers grew larger and stronger, forcing the people of the moon god to abandon their homeland.

This vampire fog monster is particularly strange; it has no soul and is like a manipulated puppet.

After reading it, Fan En frowned deeply.

After the battle with the vampire fog monster, Vann realized that it was an invincible nightmare in the face of ordinary people.

Once the numbers become too large, even if the Healing Church mobilizes all its hunters, it will be difficult to completely eliminate them.

"What secret has Mr. Carl discovered! What exactly is this factory doing?!"

Van En put away his hunter's notebook and quickened his pace.

His intuition told him that if the beast ahead wasn't eliminated, Lu Ting would soon become a living hell.

After following the red mission marker for 20 minutes, Van En finally saw his destination.

This was a circular, sunken pool of wastewater, about half the size of a basketball court, with pale red blood that reached above Van En's ankles.

He looked up and realized he was about 50 meters from the top.

There were originally three wastewater well covers at the top, but they have been completely blocked by thick molten lead.

"That place should have been used by the factory up there, but it was abandoned—"

Fan En lowered his head and looked ahead. In the middle of the pale red pool, the blood color became increasingly intense.

In the middle of that deep red blood, a rectangular stone platform was built.

On the stone platform sat a lead coffin nearly 5 meters long, sealing the strange beast that was stirring inside.

But after an unknown amount of time, the lead coffin had swelled slightly, and many small holes and cracks had appeared in the gaps between the lead plates.

Strings of black blood flowed out from it, merging into the red water, emitting the stench of dead rats.

The eighth brother lowered his forelegs and bared his teeth, growling at the lead coffin.

Van squinted at the lead coffin and discovered countless arcane runes on it that he couldn't understand, which were faintly glowing and suppressing the beast inside.

However, he also noticed that there were many claw marks on the arcane circles on the lead coffin.

Fan En compared the wound on his shoulder with the one that had already healed and found that they were exactly the same.

He squinted and deduced the origin of the lead coffin and what happened afterward:

When Carl was investigating Leslie's whereabouts in Rooting, he inadvertently discovered the strangeness of this factory.

He infiltrated the place and, working there, gradually discovered its inner workings.

Vane believed that Mr. Carl must have stumbled upon the process by which the group sealed the beast in the lead coffin.

The reason Karl was being hunted down was most likely because someone discovered he knew the secret of this place.

"No wonder Teacher Carl was so cautious, even expressing in his comments that he didn't believe in the healing church at all!"

Van En's breathing became heavy. He felt that the conspiracy waiting for him in Luting City was just an appetizer, and the real crisis might be in Yongyue City!

"The enemy is at Yongyue City!"

Vann sighed, but then remembered that Rolinsa had already arrived in Lutin, and even her brother Götze was there.

"The 18th and 19th hunting parties will arrive at Deer Court soon—"

After recalling these events, Fan En breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Wing Moon City was not completely destroyed, which meant that the people in the Healing Church had obviously discovered something.

Just as Van En sorted out these details, a muffled roar came from the lead coffin.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The beast inside the lead coffin was fully awakened; it pounded on the coffin, causing it to deform, and it was about to emerge.