As the art settings and themes of "The Death of God" were revealed, Yang Chen followed suit and released the latest content, a two-minute video.

In addition to this video, there is also a message that makes players extremely excited.

‘Hunting, start now!’

After seeing this message, players and the media became excited instantly.

Fighting! Fighting!

This is the scene they want to see!

"Haha! I knew Mr. Yang would not be indifferent!"

"Continue to play "The Death of God"! If you put on the art setting collection, we will put on the game promotional video. If you dare to launch the game trial version, Mr. Yang will dare to sell it directly!"

"Stop talking, Mr. Yang will open a pre-order channel directly! The money is ready!"

"Hunting starts now, does it mean that monsters are going to hunt us? (Funny)"

"Awesome, Nebula Game!"

"Is Mr. Yang's development progress so fast? Could it be that this project has been prepared for a long time?"

"That should be impossible. I should have been developing the project of "GTA". After all, it's such a large project volume. However, the development progress of "Bloodborne Curse" should be far beyond our imagination. Maybe it's about to come to the end of the test, otherwise why will this promotional video be done?"

As Yang Chen released the latest promotional video, players who have not yet officially watched the content were very optimistic about leaving messages under Yang Chen's official blog.

Of course, it is more about players who pay attention to the game, including the media, and major manufacturers.

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The beginning of the video is like other Nebula games, first with the game's logo, and a list of manufacturers that participated in some of the game technologies.

As the words "produced by Nebula Games" slowly fade away, the game screen appears in the video.

In the gray sky, the sun is blocked by countless black clouds, the white snowflakes in the sky are flying in the wind, and a monster with invisible face stands still, and the whole body is composed of hair and bone-like existence.

Dim street lights, sculptures holding candles, and church bell towers.

The gloomy and depressing BGM slowly rang, and the camera slowly moved towards the monster in that position, and the narration sounded.

‘Dear friend, be careful’

The picture slowly transformed, and several rocking chairs were placed in the ornate room. On one of them, a man holding a cane gently shook the rocking chair under him. The lights on the walls were extremely conspicuous in the dim room.

‘This blood is evil’

‘When night falls’

‘The Hunter will be back’

In the gate similar to a medieval church at dusk, a mysterious man who could not see clearly moved forward slowly, holding an axe in one hand and holding a shotgun in the other.

The picture switches. In the dark city under the moon, there are castles like buildings, towering spire roofs, and a group of people holding axes and big swords surrounding a ball of burning flames, seemingly performing some kind of prayer ceremony.

The lens slowly moves away, showing the entire city in the lens.

Countless spire buildings, silver floating fluttering under the pale moonlight, appearing strange and ethereal.

The spire on the roof and the fences everywhere exuded a sense of hostility in the darkness, exquisite but chaotic.

The hunter, a windbreaker, a triangle cap, a shotgun and an axe slowly pushed open the iron fence.

The picture then fell into darkness, and a wall filled with photos appeared in the picture.

The hunter holding an axe sideways is only a hunter holding a double gun on his back, just like a photo of a medieval European city, and the most conspicuous photo of a woman sitting in a wheelchair in the middle.

‘Welcome home, excellent hunter.’

‘What are you longing for?’

The original male narration turned into the voice of a young lady, and the camera slowly pulled closer to the photo of a woman sitting in a wheelchair in the middle.

As the words fell, several fragments flashed by, and the woman praying in front of the flower tombstone held both hands, and the monster burning on the cross.

The last one appeared was a city similar to that of Victorian Europe, the only difference was that each house had a spire.

The hunter traveling through the dark alleys pushed open the dusty door.

The baby's crying and sudden footsteps.

‘Yanan is the hometown of the Blood Ritual. All you have to do is to solve its mystery, but where should outsiders like you start?’

‘It’s very simple. You just need to give yourself some Yanan’s blood.’

‘Whatever happens, you just think it’s just a little nightmare.’

The picture returns to the previous photo wall, and the patient lying on the bed is loaded with two blood transfusion bottles of different blood, and then the photo starts to move.

The ‘doctor’ sitting there inserted the device into the patient’s arm.

Accompanied by a miserable howl, the picture fell into darkness.

Then, in the suppressed and gloomy music, countless strange creatures like skeletons emerged from the ground with the crying sounds.

But the next moment, these creatures suddenly disappeared, and only the hunter lying on the ground wearing a triangle hat and a windbreaker.

‘Long ago, there was a plague of wild beasts in the old Yanan. They were allowed to rot until they died. Now the sounds that can be heard there are the roars of wild beasts.’

Monsters like wild beasts made a terrifying howl at night, and the hunter landed from the air and the axe in his hand chopped towards the monster's head, and blood splattered out.

A crowd of people wandering like walking dead gathered before the flames;

Holding the torch and the axe was like a patrol guard, strolling along Yanan's roads and alleys;

The strange tombs, the terrifying monsters, rang out with the sound of the church bells.

‘We are filled with a hunger for blood, which fills us with satisfaction and soothes fear.’

‘But pay attention to the weakness of human will.’

The werewolf with blood thirsty under the moonlit night, the weird monster, and the hunter holding axes and muskets.

‘This blood has made us human, moved us beyond humanity, and left us no longer humanity.’

The picture returns to the gorgeously decorated room before, and the person lying on the recliner has already put down his cane.

In the cemetery under the moonlight, a girl stood there looking at the moon.

‘Excellent hunter, your appearance is a kind of comfort, and what do you desire?’

The werewolf's claws penetrated the hunter's chest, and the weird monster grabbed the hunter in his hands like a rag doll.

Burning flames, rotting corpses, and the gloomy and weird tomb from.

After a series of fragmented shots ended, the picture returned to the photo wall, and now all the original photos have disappeared, with only one photo of the hunter holding a double gun in his hand.

But the next moment, the photo also changed strangely. The original black windbreaker gradually turned scarlet, as if it was stained with blood.

‘Hunting, starts again…’

After the last narration fell, the picture came to an abrupt end, and the name of the game appeared.
Chapter completed!