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"Oh, Komachi, I've wanted to come here for a long time. Nene, come here and see Abi. You can overlook the whole city from here. Sister Celia, Sister Meteora, you can come and see too." Komachi shouted excitedly, leaning against the telescope on the windowsill.

"Okay, I'll take a look too." Celia walked to Komachi's side and looked into the distance with the telescope. Celia found that she had no way to refuse the words and smile of this little girl. What if she made her sad?

"Hmm? That place seems to be exploding. Is it okay?" Through the telescope, Celia suddenly saw thick smoke billowing from a place in the distance. As a character with a strong sense of justice, Celia turned to Komachi and asked, if there is any need, Celia thinks she can go over to help first.

"Explosion? Let me see... Oh, it should be a monster that appeared. It doesn't matter, everyone is very skilled in taking shelter, and the hero will appear soon. Besides, the less skilled monsters may not be able to catch up with the ordinary people who are determined to escape. Running and the ability to overcome obstacles to a certain extent are required assessment items in this world. Even if you go out to work, the company will organize employees to participate." After taking the telescope and taking a look, Komachi explained to Celia, dispelling Celia's worries.

"Really? It seems like the world of the creators is also full of disasters..." Celia complained after hearing what Komachi said.

"Yeah." Meteora on the side also nodded. Not to mention that the explosion sounded like a very common thing here, if the other people at Komachi's house yesterday had gone to their own world to be heroes, the crisis would have been resolved long ago.

"By the way, Komachi, thank you for bringing us here." Celia felt that she should thank Komachi for bothering her because she wanted to meet her creator.

"You're so welcome, Sister Celia. My brothers and the others have other things to do, and you're not very familiar with this city, so it would be better if you have someone to guide you." Komachi said with a smile.

"Besides, Komachi is also very happy. So many people are hanging out with me. It is a very happy thing for Komachi to be with you, Sister Celia."

Komachi... I really want to take her home and raise her... Seeing Komachi lifting her hair and smiling at her, Celia's face turned slightly red. Ah! What terrible things are I thinking about? Komachi is just a little girl. Celia turned her head away guiltily and pretended to look around.

"What's wrong, Abigail?" Looking at Abigail who was hugging her with a sulky look, Komachi gently rubbed Abigail's long hair. Sure enough, Abigail's hair was super comfortable. Komachi thought so as she felt the soft hair.

"I say... Meteora, will my creator really come? Any normal person would think this is a scam. Will he agree so easily?" Celia said. She took a selfie and emailed it to the other party, claiming to be a cosplay enthusiast who wanted to meet him. Why did this routine give her an inexplicable sense of déjà vu?

“It’s still unknown, but it’s easier to limit it to an individual than to a company like my creator is. I’ve read a few interviews with Mr. Matsubara, and he’s a person without moral principles and with a strong curiosity,” Meteora explained.

"Ah, my creator is actually such a defenseless fool. I suddenly hope he won't come." Celia said helplessly, her expression becoming very subtle.

"There's no chance, Celia. The other party is here." Meteora raised his hand expressionlessly and pointed in a direction.

"What a defenseless idiot." Celia saw an old man looking around. He looked exactly like the photo of her creator, Takashi Matsubara, on the website. It was definitely him.

"You just wait here, I'll be back soon." After saying that, Celia walked straight towards Takashi Matsubara.

"Hello, nice to meet you." Celia greeted Takashi Matsubara with a smile.

"Ahaha... nice to meet you, hello." Matsubara Takashi was a little nervous.

"It's amazing. The degree of restoration of your costume is exactly the same as the image of the heroine I imagined." Looking at the cosplayer standing opposite him, Takashi Matsubara exclaimed.

"Of course, after all... I am myself." Celia's expression suddenly became very cold, and she conjured a knife and pointed it at Matsubara Takashi.

"Puff!" Celia bent down with a look of pain on her face. Anyone would feel the same if they were suddenly punched in the stomach.

After tilting his head to avoid Celia's knife, Takashi Matsubara punched Celia in the stomach, then turned and ran away without any intention of staying to see what was going on.

"Don't run, stop right there, Takashi Matsubara!" Ahhhh, I was actually beaten by the Creator. Even my mother has never beaten me. Thinking of this, Celia became even angrier and flew up without thinking anything else.

"What's going on? A weird reader came to me? Come on, I didn't write an ending like Mihawk's. Wait, the other party seems to be somewhat rational. A reader who is dissatisfied with the plot? It's too exaggerated that he specially dressed up as the heroine to trick me out." Matsubara Takashi said to himself, and ran away quickly.

The last time I was chatting with Mihawk, I heard him say that a monsterized reader came to him and said he wanted revenge for Chelsea, but he was killed with one knife. However, I don’t have Mihawk’s strength. I felt panicked after hearing that, so I practiced with Mihawk for a while, but later I couldn’t hold on at all because I was too tired. I didn’t expect that it would come in handy today.

"Where are you going, Lord Creator?" With the knife against Takashi Matsubara's neck, Celia had a kind smile on her face.

"Haha... What did you call me? Creator?" Song Yuan Chong raised his hands with a wry smile and gave up resisting. The opponent could actually fly. He miscalculated. He was doomed. He couldn't win. There was nothing he could do.

"So, you are really the heroine in my creation?" Although it is hard to believe, Celia's image and abilities are indeed the same as the character created by Takashi Matsubara himself, and her voice is also the same as the voice actor's. It's really... awesome!

"I'm sorry...for that punch just now." Songyuan Takashi scratched his head.

"Tsk!" Celia glared at her creator.

"It's really here. It's so convenient that we don't have to spend a lot of time looking for prey ourselves." The old man said something slightly strange in a tone, causing Celia and her group to look over.

"Who are you?" Celia looked at the old man wearing a top hat sitting in a wheelchair with caution. He slowly pushed the wheelchair towards her. Although the man looked so old and even had a broken leg and was only wearing a prosthesis, Celia couldn't relax at all. This guy was very dangerous.

"Haha, my name is German, and I'm a hunter. I accepted Altair's hunting commission and came here to hunt you, Celega, Meteora, and oh, there's even a young ancient god. It's a great sacrifice, a pleasant surprise. It seems that K's awakening can become more perfect." Pressing the armrests on both sides of the wheelchair, German slowly stood up.

He pulled out the scimitar from his waist and flexibly buckled it into the long handle folded on his back. After a crisp metal collision sound, German had already held the Funeral Blade, which had been fully unfolded into a sickle, in his hand.

"It's been a long time... Joining the hunt." German muttered while holding his old friend.

"Bloodborne, the number one hunter Gehman..." Songyuan Chong swallowed his saliva. If Celega had a mecha, maybe she could last a little longer... probably. After all, it is difficult to define the strength of a hunter just by his performance in the game.

Grinning at German with fierce eyes, Abigail protected Komachi behind her like a kitten with its fur standing on end.

As for the passers-by around, they clicked the APP on their mobile phones to quickly call the Hero Association and quietly went to take shelter. What else can I do... Even if I rush over, I can't help. Do you think we can't see that both sides are not ordinary people? Well... That uncle is quite ordinary, by the way, let's pray for him.

This is not good. The weapons I borrowed are totally unsuitable for use here. I can only help with defense. Besides...what kind of game is Bloodborne? I don't understand the opponent at all...Meteora thought helplessly and took the magic book in his hand.

Gehman slid forward and swung his sickle horizontally, targeting three people, and the hunt began.

The Funeral Blade easily shattered the shield that Meteora had bestowed on Celia, and crashed into Celia's knife without losing momentum. The huge force carried by the sickle directly knocked Celia away, and finally she slid down from the broken wall in the distance.

"Haha, what are you doing?" Looking at the black air wrapped around him, German turned to look at Abigail. The black air was the madness revealed by the ancient god who lived in the girl. It could easily destroy the fragile common sense and moral concepts of human beings. Naturally, it had no effect on German.

"YgnaiihYgnaiihThflthkh'ngha. I hold the silver key. Appearing from nothingness, let me touch it with my hand. Let me become the incarnation of the essence of our Father God. Crossing the slumber of the rose, I will now reach the Ultimate Gate..." Ignoring German's mocking words, Abigail chose to use her own treasure directly. The keyhole on her forehead began to emit a strange light, and an eye could be seen slowly opening in it, as if something indescribable was about to come.

"Why do you think this will work?" He smiled and shook his head slightly. Germann casually disassembled the Funeral Blade into a scimitar that could be held alone. In his left hand, he picked up the retro shotgun that had been hanging on his waist and pointed the muzzle at Abigail.

"Haha, all the same." Looking at the blue magic circles in front of the gun, German pulled the trigger directly.

"Bang!" A dazzling flash of fire flashed by, and in the thick smoke, the blue magic circle shattered easily.

"Abi!" Looking at the splattered blood, Komachi shouted, clenching her right hand engraved with the Command Seal tightly. Because she was using too much force, there was a clear sound of bones cracking. She regretted why she didn't make a decision earlier. She should have called for help when Gehman appeared. In this way, Abi wouldn't... Now... Can he still make it in time...

Countless tiny mercury bullets were ejected and hit Abigail head-on, interrupting the chanting of Abigail's treasure. The mercury bullets mixed with the hunter's blood made Abigail kneel powerlessly on the ground. That was a weapon completely aimed at her. In addition, the release of the treasure was interrupted, and the magic power in her body was out of control. Abigail was completely unable to move.

The scene was as expected. The scimitar had been retracted when the shooting took place, just to wait for this moment. Without any extra words, German's right hand stood up like a knife and stabbed directly into Abigail's body.

"Click!"

"I say...it's not good to bully a little girl like this." The caught right hand made a crackling sound and stopped in front of Abigail. German tried but still couldn't break free.

"Who are you?" Geman turned his head and looked at the girl who appeared next to him at some point.

"Well, you actually don't remember me? To be honest, I'm quite sad. Obviously, you and the doll sister were the ones who chatted with me the most at that time. I miss those times very much. Let me give you another hint. Those were the last words you said to me. I was the hunter who didn't want to wake up, whose mind was full of hunting, blood, and nightmares. How about it, do you remember it?" The girl muttered to herself, looking very relaxed.

"boom!"

The hunter's pistol pierced through German's left wrist as he was trying to lift the shotgun, and Kato Megumi showed a faint smile on her face.

"Long time no see, Mr. Geman."

90. My name is Kato Megumi, and I am a hunter

With a sudden tug of his right hand, Germann picked up the shotgun and turned into a phantom as he retreated backwards. In fact, Germann felt that the wind was quite cool when it blew through the hole in his left hand made by the mercury bullet, but it would have a greater impact on the subsequent battle. The blood slowly dripping along the fingers of his right hand gave him an itchy feeling. If he had time to calm down and watch it drip for a while, it would not be bad. However, if he left it alone now, his sword swinging would become slower.

With an expressionless face, he took out a blood collection bottle and pierced his thigh. The blood spread instantly after being injected into German's body. The wounds on his hands healed quickly and were soon as good as new.

"Why do you have this weapon?" German looked at Kato Megumi with some confusion, then looked at the one in his hand. There should only be one.

"Funeral Blade? I bought it from the Messenger. I don't know how it came about, but I suddenly have this product. It's the same weapon as my teacher's." Kato Megumi kept taking apart the sickle in her hand and putting it back together, listening to the musical sound of the mechanism clicking together, and she never got tired of it, like a child who had just got a new toy.

"Teacher? I don't remember...having a disciple like you." German frowned, as if...having no impression.

"Well, forget it. It's just a dream anyway." Kato Megumi said indifferently. She had tried hard to convince the teacher before, but no matter what, the final battle was inevitable. Ghman could no longer wake up and was completely bewitched by the blood moon.

"Well... why are you saluting me? We should be enemies now." German looked at the girl who was performing hunter etiquette opposite him in great confusion. It was clear that the other party had smiled and shot him before, but now she seemed to be preparing for a friendly exchange. It was really baffling.

"Hehe, hunting is a farewell elegy, teacher. I hope the prey can rest in peace and never wake up from another tragic nightmare. I chose this weapon with this determination." Kato Megumi smiled lightly.

"A farewell elegy? Now I kind of believe that you are my disciple..." German murmured. He had the same idea in mind when he named this weapon the Funeral Blade... German's body slowly tilted and lowered, and the edge of the Funeral Blade held behind his back gradually became apparent, like a wild beast showing its fangs, gathering strength to pounce forward and tear its prey to pieces.

"Of course, Mr. Gehman... When I knew the truth, I also fantasized about going with you to hunt the Moon Blood Princess, and wanted to watch the sunrise in Yharnam with you, but you still didn't want to wake up..." Kato Megumi murmured, holding the Funeral Blade behind her in the same posture.

"I'm sorry, former disciple."

"It's okay, Mr. Geman."

Zheng!

An arcane light flashed by, and the two funeral blades swung forward at the same time collided with each other. Amidst the sparks and the harsh sound of metal friction, the two scimitars collided fiercely, followed by a continuous sound of clanging. The two men turned into fast shadows, shuttling and colliding in the tallest floors of the city, and every change of position left only the devastated ground.

Every time the two swords clashed, they twisted and tore the surrounding air. Kato Megumi still remembered that in the garden full of pure white flowers in the hunter's dream, every time the teacher swung the sickle in his hand, it would lift up the dancing petals, which looked beautiful and deadly, instead of leaving ugly cracks on the ground like now.

Haha, it must have been very hard to grow them, with such a thick layer of white flowers. How long did you prepare to create that kind of battle effect? ​​The teacher is actually a flirty old man. Kato Megumi knows it. After all, there is a book called "How to Pick Up Fair Maidens" on the bookshelf. He often tells himself in a devilish tone: "Use the dolls that can please you at will." What a horrible old man. Does he really want to see two girls together?

Looking at German holding the shotgun, Kato Megumi suddenly put away the knife, raised his right hand and pulled the trigger.

boom!

Well, it seems that this is not the time to reminisce about the past. I was almost hit in the internal organs. Looking at German who was also kneeling on the ground, Kato Megumi stood up again.

Xiaohui, I’m going to be serious now.

Combining the Funeral Blades into a sickle, Kato Megumi slid forward and rushed towards German, turning her wrist flexibly. Kato Megumi held the Funeral Blade in her right hand and used the long handle of the sickle to deflect the scimitar that was chopping towards her. She fired several shots from the Hunter pistol in her left hand and directly broke German's left arm holding the shotgun. She put away the pistol, held the sickle with both hands, and swung the blade from bottom to top. The hunter's clothes were easily cut like paper and stained red with German's blood.

Kato Megumi is no longer the girl who could not lift a meat saw and a hunter's axe and could only use a hunter's cane.

Looking at German who staggered backward, the Funeral Blade in Kato Megumi's hand once again rolled up the whistling sound, and as Kato Megumi's body and fingers turned, it danced smoothly, and the speed became faster and faster. The blood from the previous blow had not yet fallen to the ground, new blood splashed into the air. The battle between hunters could easily end in tragedy due to failure to dodge an attack.

He released his right hand, and the perfect angle allowed the Funeral Blade to continue spinning at a high speed in the palm of Kato Megumi's right hand instead of flying to other places. The rotating blade struck German into the air like a sawtooth.

The right palm was closed, and the Funeral Blade stopped instantly. Kato Megumi lowered her body and held the sickle behind her, waiting for German to fall into the right position.

Puff!

Kato Megumi took a step forward, creating cracks on the ground, and swung the Funeral Blade, with the tip of the blade completely piercing through German's body. German, who was tightly bitten by the fangs, drew a semicircle in the air as the sickle did, before being thrown far away and falling heavily to the ground.

Kato Megumi swung the sickle in her hand, threw the bloody objects hanging on the blade to the ground, then put away the weapon, and her steps forward became heavier and heavier.

"Grandpa?" Komachi murmured doubtfully as she watched the girl who had helped her group slowly transform into a familiar face.

However...it's more like scales and shells than armor. The body covered with black scales and shells and the image of a double-horned skull look so similar to the grandfather that Komachi is familiar with, but more integrated. It's not armor and a mask, but a living creature in front of us, Komachi thought.

If the hunter only plunders the echoes of blood, he will eventually lose himself, fear the blood of the old gods, and eventually be destroyed by it. Therefore, abandon unnecessary fear. They are nothing but prey. Hunt them and devour them. The hunter can surpass them and hunt stronger prey with a new attitude.

A black broadsword and a giant shield appeared in Kato Megumi's hands. With the sound of the mechanism turning, the two were buckled together. A pale blue flame burned on the combined giant sword. It was unimaginable that there was a shield axe of this size.

"Super Solution - Attribute Release Slash"

The giant sword chopped down with a loud bang, and the blue fire curtain completely engulfed German. Komachi supported Abigail to prevent her from being shaken to the ground again after she stood up.

"As expected, you want to kill the Moon Blood Princess?" Kato Megumi murmured as she watched German turn into a phantom and disappear.

"Forget it, K will show up sooner or later." After saying that, Kato Megumi changed back to her original casual clothes.

"Are you okay?" Kato Megumi turned and looked at Komachi and his group.

“By the way, my name is Kato Megumi, and I’m a hunter.” Kato Megumi introduced herself with a smile.

91. Are the Ancient Gods and Hunters friends?