Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

Albert raised his cane and tapped it on the ground. He was enveloped in white mist and then disappeared.

"Old man, you're pretty fast."

He cursed and then turned around.

A man in a wheelchair emerged from the mist.

He wore an old top hat, a dark red scarf around his neck, and a hunter's outfit.

The man looked very old, with dry white hair sticking out from under his hat brim, and his face was covered with wrinkles. He looked even more aged than Albert, with only his eyes still being relatively bright.

"Hello, young hunter."

The old hunter raised his chin and greeted him.

"Old man, who are you?"

Liu Zheng asked without any politeness.

"They call me 'First Hunter,' or you can call me 'German.'"

The old hunter said.

"Oh, you're the guy Old Bei was talking about."

"Old Bei?"

Gehrman looked somewhat puzzled.

"It's Beethoven."

“‘The Holy Sword’ Beethoven, it feels like it was a long time ago when I last heard that name.”

Gehrman rolled his eyes, as if recalling everything related to the name.

"If you can't remember, don't bother thinking about it. I'm afraid your brain will shut down. So, what are you here for?"

Liu Zheng interrupted his recollection.

"Among the generally savage hunters, you are the rudest I have ever seen."

Gehrman glanced at him and said.

"That's because you haven't seen enough. Hurry up and get down to business, or I'll throw your wheelchair into the lake."

He urged.

“My master needs me to unite with you and give birth to a divine child.”

"Gelman said."

"Huh? Old man, you're really young at heart despite your age. Even if you took a pound of those little blue pills, you still wouldn't be able to stand up straight, would you?"

Liu Zheng mocked.

"It seems I really need to teach you what hunter's manners are."

Gehrman slowly stood up from his wheelchair and then took out a weapon from the cloak behind his back.

With a slight click of the mechanism, the iron handle and the curved blade came together to form a huge scythe.

“Tonight, Gehrman will join the hunt.”

he said softly.

The moonlight illuminated the blade of the sickle, and it also illuminated Gehrman's eyes.

A surging aura emanated from him and rushed towards Liu Zheng.

The air was thick with the pungent, sticky smell of blood, a force that surpassed even that of Beethoven.

This is the strength of the number one hunter, a being who stands at the pinnacle of countless hunters and is capable of slaying gods.

"Hunting your mother's head."

Liu Zheng flicked his tentacle, and a sticky note stuck to it, appearing before Gehrman's eyes.

There was a line of crooked, small writing on the sticky note.

"Since we're already here, let's take a dump."

Gehrman's eyes went from sharp to confused, and then his hand holding the sickle involuntarily loosened, reaching for his waistband.

"No!"

The moment he unbuckled his belt, his eyes regained their clarity.

Instead of grabbing the falling scythe, Gehrman rolled on the spot without hesitation.

The serrated butcher knife cleaved down from mid-air, splitting the hardwood wheelchair in two.

If Gehrman hadn't escaped, he would have ended up in the same wheelchair.

As expected of the number one hunter, he can make the right choice even when caught off guard.

Unfortunately, Liu Zheng still had a backup plan.

"All eyes are on me!"

He had a photo stuck to his face, raised his tentacles, and shouted at Gehrman.

The first hunter stopped rolling and stared at him blankly, as if wanting to see what other tricks he could pull.

A slender boning knife was plunged into Gehrman's temple, then turned his brain into a bloody mess.

An expression of disbelief crossed his face, and his bright eyes gradually turned lifeless.

"Why are you acting so pretentious?"

Liu Zheng pulled out his boning knife and said coldly.

Chapter 318 You want me to give birth to a divine child for you even without a bride price?

"By the way, could this guy also drop a Blood Gem?"

Liu Zheng suddenly had a brilliant idea.

Just as he was about to squat down to check, his vision suddenly turned blood red.

He looked up, and the blood moon in the sky was already vividly bright.

In fact, it did drip down.

Thick moonlight dripped down like blood, beneath which lay the corpses of Liu Zheng and Gehrman.

"Damn, they're starting the second phase again. They're shameless."

He couldn't help but curse.

Just as he was contemplating whether to unleash a powerful attack to obliterate Gehrman and forcibly skip the second phase, the Bloodfall suddenly changed direction and cascaded down towards a corner of the observatory.

"what?"

Faced with this sudden change, Liu Zheng was completely bewildered.

But soon, he found out why.

Blood-red moonlight dripped onto the invisible barrier, forming a blood sphere.

Within the translucent blood sphere, a figure sitting in a rocking chair gradually emerged.

"Albert!"

Liu Zheng shouted loudly.

The dean, forced to reveal his whereabouts, gave a bitter smile.

He never expected that Gehrman, the number one hunter, would die so quickly and easily at the hands of this outsider.

In his prediction, Gehrman should first fight Liu Zheng for three hundred rounds and be defeated, completely destroying his own will in the battle, and then be chosen by the Moon Demon as the vessel for his descent.

But now not only was Gehrman killed quickly, but his brain was also damaged, resulting in an imperfect vessel for the Moon Demon's descent, and he himself was also exposed by the Blood Moon.

Wait, the Moon Demon isn't planning to use him as a vessel, is he?

"Get me out of here, young man! The Moon Demon intends to descend upon me!"

Albert cried out in alarm.

"Isn't that great? You'll soon be in a position of power, and among the highest of the high. Isn't that your lifelong dream?"

Liu Zheng sneered.

Anyway, the Moon Demon is bound to descend eventually, so it's better to have Albert as the vessel than Beethoven.

Not only are they weaker in combat, but they are also easier to slash.

"No, I have the blood of Adan in my veins. If you make me the vessel of the Moon Demon, you will gain an enemy far more terrifying than Gehrman."

Albert quickly replied.

"What is Yadan?"

“Adan is also a superior being, and the most esteemed one known to date, the origin of the Tomel superior being lineage!”

Albert shouted.

"Ha, your apprentice really knows you well; he knows you old rascal have ulterior motives."

Liu Zheng mocked.

No wonder Albert made Muro the leader instead of taking the position himself; it turns out he had his eye on the strongest position.

“Adan is invisible, so even if I replace Adan, I will not pose a threat to At. Moreover, replacing Adan is an extremely difficult task, and the Moon Demon is about to descend.”

Albert said.

As they spoke, the moonlight suddenly dimmed.

The two looked up and saw a shadow appear in the center of the blood moon.

"whispering sound."

Liu Zheng raised his butcher knife, rushed to Albert's side, and tentatively slashed him.

The cleaver passed smoothly through the blood sphere, but the blood sphere did not collapse as a result.

"Grab the butcher's knife, and I'll pull you out!"

He gave a light drink.

Albert immediately reached out and grabbed the butcher's knife, his veins bulging on his aged skin, showing how much force he was using.

Liu Zheng pulled back sharply, and Albert, wheelchair and all, crashed into the ball wall.

However, the bloodstains that were nothing before the executioner's blade were like an iron wall before Albert.

No matter how hard Liu Zheng tried, he couldn't cross the boundary.

"It seems there's no other way. Why don't you stick your head out here and let me chop it off? That would be your contribution to Atlantis."

Liu Zheng spread out his two tentacles and spoke in a flippant tone.

"How can that be?"

Albert's words came to an abrupt halt as the iron staff in his hand swiftly deflected the bullet aimed at him.

His movements were so agile, a far cry from his previous frail and old appearance.

"Cut~"

Liu Zheng pursed his lips.

The failed sneak attack was also within his expectations; given Albert's cunning and shrewdness, how could he not have the ability to retaliate?

"Well then, good luck to you and Atreus, stranger."

Albert sighed and then slumped back in his chair.

The instant he closed his eyes, countless lines of time shot out from the lake, extending in all directions, like a giant net covering the entire Atlantis.

A chill ran down Liu Zheng's spine, causing him to involuntarily look up.

The shadow within the blood moon grew larger and larger.

By the time he could clearly see the shape of the shadow, it had already arrived on top of Liu Zheng's head.