Edmons was frozen in place, and the complex situation made his brain short-circuit and he couldn't think.

He was stunned for a while before asking, "You should be more specific."

The doctor pulled down his mask, swallowed it, and thought for a long time before organizing the language: "It's really strange. As long as you are bitten by the blood clan, the injured person's body will become weak and blood thirsty. If you can't help drinking blood, the body will have blood clan characteristics, such as the pupils turning red."

"Simply put, all the bitten people are transformed into blood clans, right?" Edmons interrupted.

The doctor nodded vigorously: "That's it! But you don't have to be bitten. This strange condition will occur when the wound is stained with blood from the blood clan, which is a bit similar to a virus infected through body fluids."

Edmons' heart sank to the bottom of the valley. It's so bad now. I've never heard of being bitten by a blood clan and becoming a blood clan. Can't he become a zombie? After living for so many years, he has never encountered such a strange thing.

This war revealed strangeness everywhere... No matter where it was wrong, his strategic intentions were discovered, and the support of the firearms from the top was delayed. Coupled with this inexplicable transformation method, these problems that had to be dealt with made him get goosebumps all over his body.

"Transfer this latest news to all hunters immediately. If someone is bitten and has symptoms... then you must solve it immediately." Edmons said in a deep voice.

"What does it mean to solve it?" the doctor asked tentatively. Although he had vaguely guessed Edmons' meaning, he still didn't dare to be 100% sure.

Edmons glanced at him and said firmly: "Kill."

...

At this moment, Edmons' concerns were transforming into reality at the forefront of the battlefield. A hunter in a white teaching suit quickly climbed over obstacles and hid behind the sandbag. While hiding his body, the sound of bullets hitting the sandbag came from behind.

"Why do blood clans have guns too?" He asked his companions loudly.

China's control of guns is extremely strict, and for this reason, when the transformation wave broke out, China was still able to maintain a suppression state. Logically speaking, the blood clan had no channels to obtain guns, but now the enemy has a gun, and it is not the kind of local bird-shooting gun, but it is a rifle that can be used to kill the enemy.

The hunter on the left was gasping for breath. He looked pale, his pupils were dispersed, and he looked dying.

"Where are you hurt?" the man asked.

The pale-faced wounded raised his hand and a large piece of the muscle in his forearm was bitten off. Although this was not a minor injury, it was far from the verge of death for the hunter. His reaction was very wrong.

"It's another bitten. I just saw several people in the east, and they all looked like this. Did the blood clan hide poison in his teeth?"

The sound of gunfire behind him became even more intense, and suddenly the companion next to him pushed him: "They rushed over!"

The man poked his head out from behind the sandbag and looked forward, and saw a group of people rushing towards this side crazily. From the clothes of these people, it was easy to tell which ones were blood servants and which ones were blood clans. Many of them should have been an ordinary commoner not long ago, but now they have become blood servants who kill.

This world is so crazy. Those who die are the former humans. The real blood clan uses these foolish people as cannon fodder to advance the front and occupy the hunter's stronghold.

Because the weapons that hunters can use are not only alchemy pistols, except for the blades. Although the alchemy pistols have great lethality to the blood clan, they will play a very limited role in the previous group of blood clans. After getting close, they are not as good as a set of decomposition swordsmanship.

"Are we going to lose?" asked the person around him weakly.

"Who knows, draw your sword!"

The man slowly pulled out the blade, and a shadow appeared in front of him. He looked up and saw a pale young man. The young man was not wearing any tissue clothing, and his pupils were... red!

Almost instantly, the man reacted, he wanted to draw the knife, but the young man moved faster than him. When he pulled out the blade halfway, he suddenly pressed the handle of the knife and forced the knife back into the scabbard.

The other two hunters around him also reacted, but the action of drawing the sword was stopped by the other party in an instant... His movement was too fast!

"Don't be impulsive, I'm not an enemy. I think you just wanted to rush up and fight with those blood clans in hand. Don't you know if this is a death?" Qin Yi spoke coldly.

Faced with his question, the hunter did not answer, but glared at him with his eyes and his masseter muscles slightly raised because of gritting his teeth. Qin Yi could feel his fear and anger. This was easy to understand, after all, he is a blood clan now.

"He is his own person."

A cold voice came from the side, and the three hunters followed the sound and all looked surprised.

It's Liu Xiyue! The strongest genius hunter in the past century, don't be praised as the next sacred temple's seven hunters!

"Miss Liu, why are you here?" the hunter exclaimed.

He had heard of Liu Xiyue's magic, and he heard that Liu Xiyue's magic was to cut off the shadow to cut off the body. Therefore, she participated in battles at night or participated in indoor battles. The sunlight would greatly reduce her combat effectiveness, and she should not appear on this battlefield.

And what happened to her that this vampire is her own?

The three hunters looked at each other, not understanding their intentions. Seeing this, Liu Xiyue casually added: "Just just treat him as a special hunter."

Oh ~~

It turns out to be a special hunter, so you can understand that the special hunter is a very rare branch of hunter in the temple. Through some ritual, he transforms himself into a semi-vampire and enhances his physical fitness.

Every special hunter is worthy of respect. In order to hunt vampires, they gave up their qualifications to be human and resolutely fell into darkness. This spirit is worthy of admiration.

However, special hunting is special hunting. Why don’t you wear your own uniform? Don’t this special hunting gentleman knows that uniforms are important on the battlefield?

"Xiyue, I will kill Jingthorn Lord next, and sweep all the people in front of me first." Qin Yi said.

Liu Xiyue frowned slightly: "Kill the Thorn Lord? Are you alone?"

"Yes, I'm alone, it's not good if there are too many people." Qin Yi replied.

After hearing this, the three hunters next to him almost thought there was something wrong with their ears. The special hunter actually said that he wanted to kill Thorn Lord alone.

The Thorn Lord is the top ruler of the blood clan and is the top strongest man in the pyramid of the blood clan power! Even those seven hunters under the gods dare not speak nonsense about hunting. How could this person say such words?

But what happened to Miss Liu's reaction? She seemed to be a little convinced that the other party could kill Mr. Jing Thorn. Is this colleague so strong?
Chapter completed!