??Chapter 533: 294 Simply Likes Leading the Way Hunter (4200)_2
Chapter 533: 294 Simply Likes Leading the Way Hunter (4200)_2
This would make him feel a little more secure…
“Stop beating around the bush and spit it out.” The crowd around him jeered.
“Let
take another drink to calm my nerves.” Kort rubbed his slightly reddened nose and poured himself another glass of liquor. He downed half of it before continuing, “Are you familiar with turtles?”
“?” A few hunters around exchanged glances and nodded.
“What I saw last night was a turtle.” Kort clenched his teeth tightly, pressing a hand to the throbbing vein in his temple. “A low-rank vampire was dead, its limbs and head hamred back into its torso at the joints before its death, looking exactly like a turtle!”
He paused slightly, then started to describe in detail the horrifying sight of the Blood Clan’s death he had witnessed.
“There were so other blood clan mbers nearby, all showing signs of torture and questioning. Honestly, I first felt great when seeing these non-human monsters dead in such a grueso manner. But, when I took a careful look at the traces, I felt nauseous and had to take a break.”
Kort picked up his wine glass and drained the remaining liquor.
Seemingly due to him breaking the ice, so of the hunters around him began sharing their experiences from the past few days, which seed oddly similar.
“The day before yesterday, at dusk, a target of mine was killed prematurely at Fania Boulevard, in the eastern suburbs of Ming Mountain City. That blood clan mber didn’t even have the chance to resist before it t its demise…”
“The sa happened to . I was following a target yesterday afternoon that suddenly disappeared. On my way back, I shockingly found the body in a river by the highway. It was the sa blood clan mber I had lost…”
“When you put it that way, it seems I also…”
“…”
Between their words, a mysterious force was vaguely outlined, seemingly targeting the Blood Clan of Ming Mountain City furiously and brutally in the recent days. They didn’t attempt to hide their actions at all, almost as if they were deliberately leaving a ssage for the high-ranking Blood Clan.
Nathan listened quietly to the conversation, secretly shaken.
Suddenly, the door of the bar opened again. A team of four people walked in, the leader was a one-eyed bald man, with an eye patch and radiating a fierce and cold aura.
“Brother Osi…”
“Brother Osi is back.”
“How are things in Falk Town in the western suburbs?”
The many hunters in the bar greeted him enthusiastically; clearly, the bald man was quite reputed. Nathan had also heard of him; during the past two years, the team led by Osi had been quite active in Shire County, with a successful hunting rate of over 70 percent – quite formidable.
They were a team of rcury Hunters with so renown in the region.
“Brother Osi, what’s going on? Are those subordinate blood clan mbers holding a blood feast? The newspapers reported that many people died there, possibly half the town’s population…damn it…”
A rcury Hunter spat, not concealing his disgust towards the blood clan, the enemies of humanity.
“Are there a lot of Blood Clan mbers? Or have higher-ranking blood clan mbers appeared? If there aren’t enough people we can join in…”
Soone expressed concern about the developnt of the situation and volunteered to join the fight.
The bald brute, Osi, ignored everyone’s questions. He simply walked to the bar, ordered a glass of strong liquor, and guzzled it all in one go.
He wiped the back of his hand across his mouth to clear the alcohol before speaking, “Indeed, there were many Blood Clan mbers in that town and vampires above the rank of lower Blood Clan were present too. However, they were among the dead ones. The mass murders reported in the newspapers, all the dead were vampires!”
“!!!”
Nathan’s pupils contracted. All the rcury Hunters present fell silent, and the air suddenly carried an inexplicable feeling of oppression.
“Wh…What does it an?” A hunter muttered to himself.
“What does it an? Just as it sounds. I even saw Count Andes in that pile of bodies!”
The stout man, Osi, turned to place his glass on the counter for a refill, exerting too much force in the process.
“Count Andes?!”
“Damn! A subordinate Blood Clan leader just died like that?”
“That’s already a high-ranking subordinate Blood Clan mber… this…”
Suddenly, the underground bar beca as noisy as a market, filled with voices intermingling and buzzing like flies.
“Enough!” Osi suddenly shouted. “These people seem to be targeting only the Blood Clan, they are powerful and mysterious. This is good news. I believe we need to report this to the headquarters as soon as possible and attempt to contact these individuals… ”
“What do you all think?” His single eye swept over the crowd in front of him.
“Agree.” “I concur.” “I think so too.” “…”
Nathan also voiced his agreent, his eyes flickering. He felt that so undercurrents were brewing recently and that a significant event seed imminent.
The current series of shocking incidents appeared to rely be the ripples preceding a full-scale volcanic eruption.
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These past days, Casio had been busy stocking up on supplies, not food or weapons, but dical products – the miraculous healing elixir originating from the life vibrational energy of the Blood Clan.
This was a fantastic item.
Indispensable for venturing into the ancient ruins.
Who knows if these dangerous places could pose a threat to veteran combatants? Traps, ancient poisons, dangerous exotic species, sleeping high-ranking blood clan mbers – one must always be prepared. Thus, Casio thoroughly swept through the Dark Creatures in Ming Mountain City, most of which were low-ranking subordinate Blood Clan.
Although they weren’t much use as cultivation materials, they were excellent for healing wounds.
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