The pungent smell of blood is mixed in the air, and it is accompanied by the burning smell of flames. The sight of the eyes is filled with the scenery of blood and fire. The streets, houses, grounds, walls, and the sight is not intact, and the prosperity that once existed is no longer in line with it. Roars and wails are constantly coming from all over the place, just like the wail of the city itself. Shadows pass through the streets, and they look like evil ghosts in hell, and they can only feel a little peace when they become corpses on the ground.

It is perfect to describe the scenery at this time as hell.

This is the old Yanan, or rather, it should be called Yanan now.

The city developed by Byron Weiss's research on ancient ruins is facing unprecedented disasters at this time.

The first blood moon ceremony.

This ceremony was led by Byron Weiss, a group called the Mansis School. Compared with the other two sangs and the Medical Church, they brazenly performed the ceremony in order to further contact with God. Through the underground ruins of the Queen of Central Asia, they tried to give birth to the superior Megow.

Stimulated by the Blood Moon Ritual, the Asians who received blood therapy in the medical church experienced a large-scale outbreak of animal disease. They were not one or two individuals, but a full-scale outbreak of the city. Even the hunters who were formed before seemed very powerless.

Then there is the scene in front of you now.

Every street I walked through had broken corpses, most of which had lost their human appearance and turned into wild beasts covered with hair. In addition to beastly people, there were also people wearing hunter costumes.

The spread of the beast disaster has completely turned this place into a huge meat grinder, and no one is truly safe. Most of the citizens have evacuated from here, and the remaining ones are still alive.

What can a person's power do at this time? No matter why the answer is still here, or I appeared here to find this answer.

Under the illumination of the flames, my figure left a long shadow on the wall, shaking with the swaying of the flames, and it looked like it had become a living thing and would pounce on the next moment. Naturally, the shadow would not pounce on it, but the remaining things here would pounce on it.

These beastly people prove their existence with their claws and roars, and I can only answer in the corresponding way.

The bodies on the street were added one after another, and they fell down, and I will continue to move forward.

A scream came through the scorching air, and I looked in the direction of the sound.

A young man was kneeling on the ground, his body trembling constantly. Next to him was a young hunter, holding his hand anxiously. It seemed that the hunter wanted to take the boy out, but the boy began to turn beastly halfway through.

The young hunter kept calling the boy to keep going, but the drastic changes were happening on the other side, but for a moment the other side no longer looked like a human.

Perhaps because he was too much impact, the young hunter stood there in a daze, and he didn't respond even when the beastly boy rushed towards him. But he was lucky because I was protected from the attack.

After the enemy was resolved, the young hunter also came back to his senses, but was a little lost. He seemed very painful for not being able to rescue the teenager, and was also confused about what he should do next. He would still think about these naively in such an environment. I can only say that he is not suitable for the hunter's job, but it can also be said that this is more suitable for being a hunter. Because most people who are immersed in hunting without being confused will soon become prey.

The young hunter probably wanted to eliminate his confusion, so he asked me why I could start without caring. But obviously he made one mistake: I am not a hunter, and beastly patients are not prey to me. They are the same as me.

I wonder what my answer made the young hunter think of, and the other party fell into deep thought.

At this time, the young hunter's companion came, and I also learned that the young hunter's name was Jura.

Jura's companions brought unfortunate news, and many hunters went crazy in the crazy hunting. This was the end point for most hunters, and the situation today helped to happen.

Old Anan is over, and even if no one says it, Jura and the others can realize it.

When Jura's companions brought the news, the crazy hunters also appeared one after another. As a result, another object needed to fight was added, but it was no different for me.

The crazy hunters attacked everyone except themselves. Perhaps they were still hunting in their dreams, but this endless hunting itself was a nightmare.

Among the many hunters, an individual, particularly alien, appeared in front of me. The beastization of the Asians was not worth mentioning at all. The huge body was deformed and twisted, and the limbs had turned into anti-joints like wild beasts. The giant arm could sweep a person away with a wave of his hand. The tumor with mouthparts on his body was covered with eyeballs, and the face seemed to have become as thin as a horse.

The monster that looks the most like a monster, and he is the first hunter of the church - Ludwig.

I have to say that this is a very ironic thing. It is obviously taking hunting wild beasts as its mission, but it turns out that it becomes a wild beast. But this is also an inevitable thing. While the medical church is constantly pursuing blood, the seeds of cursed have been planted.

The cursed Ludwig kept venting his crazy aura, and the crazy hunters around him were also knocked away by his casual arms, as if no one could resist.

But he still fell down in front of me, just like the hunter he dealt with.

When I wanted to solve him, an unexpected situation happened. The beastly Ludwig took out the weapon he held during his lifetime. Under the illumination of the moonlight sword, he seemed to have recovered a trace of humanity.

At this time, Ludwig was no longer an instinctive beast, but a hunter.

Even if the hunter is just a part of the tragedy in this nightmare, the glory is real.

Ludwig, who was wielding the Moonlight Great Sword, seemed to have regained the power of a hunter, and was definitely not comparable to a huge beast.

I don't know how many times the dangers brought by this force are better than before, but isn't this a pleasant thing?

The glory shown by the other party is the will that cannot be suppressed even by animal nature.

Just feeling this is joyful.
Chapter completed!