Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 1090 Phantom, Coroner, City Scavenger
Mellow University.

This school is one of the highest institutions of learning in the Kingdom of Faroland. It has a long history and strong teachers. It has always been as famous as the Wisteria University in the royal capital.

Arturia is currently studying here, majoring in occult courses, and electing theology and history.

The learning is very targeted, and it is aimed at the church.

At noon, the style is sunny, and the gentle breeze makes people warm.

After having lunch in the cafeteria, Artoria strolled around the campus holding two religious books, "Grace" and "Teaching".

This is a beautiful school. Various small buildings are located among the flower beds and hedges. The space is well divided and arranged in a well-proportioned manner. It is almost a scene at every step. Such an ingenious layout is obviously the work of a master architect.

What Artoria likes most is the lake in the center of the campus.

In her spare time, she often sits on the promenade or bench by the lake and recites "God's Grace". When the breeze comes, the tender green branches of willows beside the lake will dance gracefully, full of poetic and picturesque flavor.

However, she had something to do today, so she didn't stay by the lake and was in a hurry.

"Good afternoon, Kate."

"Good afternoon, Emily."

"Kate, Baron Mel is holding a birthday party tomorrow night, can you be my female companion?"

"Sorry, I have something to do tomorrow night, thank you for the invitation."

"The West Hall Art Museum is going to hold a painting exhibition of young artists. I heard that Master Russell is coming. Kate, you..."

Along the way, many students took the initiative to greet Artoria and warmly invited her to various banquets and salon activities, which shows her popularity in the school.

Although she has only been enrolled for less than half a year, she has already become the new school flower of this university.

Beautiful, elegant, earnest in study, good grades, full of sense of justice and empathy, once the kingly demeanor of King Arthur, all these together make her the brightest star in the school, and many students and even teachers are overwhelmed by her.

Moreover, her cousin, Baron Ackerman, has also been in the limelight recently, which has attracted a lot of attention.

On the way, Artoria handled her classmates and teachers skillfully, as well as some enthusiastic suitors.

She likes this place and this kind of life very much. When she thinks that she is about to leave soon, she feels a little melancholy in her heart.

After coming to this world, she lived a small life of her own.

Here, she is no longer a king, she can be just his sister, can study and entertain like an ordinary college student, can socialize with classmates normally, and can have her own private hobbies...

The encounter with Ren gave her new life and injected fresh colors into her life.

Therefore, she cares about him and loves him, because the new she can't do without him.

'I'm not at home, he hasn't messed around outside these days, has he? '

Thinking of her silly younger brother who was not very obedient at home, Artoria couldn't help snorting softly, because the melancholy that was about to say goodbye to the campus was fleeting.

After regaining her girlish posture, she walked briskly to a building.

School of Mysteries, Dean's Office.

dong dong!

"Please come in."

After knocking on the door, Artoria turned the doorknob and gently pushed the door open when she heard a steady voice in the room.

A man with a slightly higher hairline was sitting behind the office. He was holding a pen and writing on a stack of documents. When he saw someone coming in, he slowly raised his head.

Jose Goldsman, the dean of the School of Mysteries, is also the vice president of Melova University.

He has a square face, slender eyebrows, and bright eyes, giving people a masculine and heroic feeling. He is the kind of mature middle-aged man full of masculine charm.

The only flaw, probably, is that the hairstyle is a bit precarious.

' No wonder there is the nickname of Women's Friend. '

When Artoria saw the vice president again, she couldn't help but think of some campus gossip.

It is said that Mr. Jose is handsome, knowledgeable, and witty. He is a frequent visitor to some art salons in this city, and has an affair with many beautiful ladies. He is nicknamed "Friends of Women", "Bulldozer", etc. .

"Oh, so it's Miss Kate."

Dean Jose put down the pen in his hand, raised the corners of his lips, and showed a friendly smile, "Seeing you, the tiredness and boredom of the morning seem to have disappeared, it is really beautiful...

Interested in grabbing a drink at a café off campus?That's a great place to talk. "

From the moment he opened his mouth, he was an old scumbag.

Artoria smiled faintly: "My cousin said, if Mr. Jose asks me to chat, let him know, and he will come over immediately with a knife to comb your hair."

"Oh, come on, I was just joking."

Hearing this, Mr. Jose shuddered, put away the sloppy smile on his face, and raised his hands slightly exaggeratedly, as a sign of surrender.

He and the old goat were old acquaintances, and through him, he met Ren.

In fact, it was through him that Rennes put his cousin into Melova University, and it was not a semester at that time.

"Also, send my regards to Baron Ackerman, and we'll meet up when you have time." Dean Jose added with a serious expression.

"I will."

Arturia nodded slightly.

This Dean Jose is a [Warlock] profession, a fourth-level warlock, and a fourth-level high. Because of the old goat, he and Ren are also considered friends.

But she didn't like him very much.

Being able to share the same smell as the old goat, one can imagine how chaotic this guy's private life is.

This kind of big stallion should not be a teacher, but the atmosphere in this world is such that strength is far more important than character and personal virtue.

Transcendents hold most of the resources and power in this world.

Politics, economy, military affairs, education, technology... almost all fields and industries, those who are in high positions are superhumans.

In other words, if you are not a powerful extraordinary professional, you cannot mix into the upper class of society at all.

Mr. Jose's personal character is average, and he is romantic, but his strength and ability are first-rate. As long as he is not too outrageous, he can sit firmly in the position of dean, and his small life is very nourishing.

After all, he was just a flirt, and he didn't break the law. It's because he likes to hook up with beautiful female students and teachers, so he has a bad reputation.

But he didn't have the guts to hook up with Master Ackerman's cousin.

"You want to apply for early graduation?"

Dean Jose was a little surprised, and hurriedly asked, "Does Baron Ackerman know about this?"

When they played cards together, Ren let it go. If his cousin had a bad time on campus, ask him.

"I know." Arturia said lightly.

Dean Jose heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words. He once had a sparring session with Ren, and the process was horrible. When he thought about it, his face felt a dull pain.

As expected of a representative of the young generation of the Witcher Association, the top talent in the Kingdom of Faroland, he was beaten all the way, making him suspicious of life.

This strength is almost invincible under the sanctuary, right?

"OK then."

Next, Dean Jose proactively helped Artoria deal with her early graduation.

Now that Ren knows about this, there is no problem, and he will graduate after graduation.

The procedures are a bit cumbersome, but with the dean's help, these are not a problem.

"The entire handling fee is 200 gold coins." Dean Jose smiled, "If there is any difficulty, I can help you pay first."

"So expensive?" Arturia raised her eyebrows.

Ordinary workers earn only 6 to 10 gold coins a month for moving bricks, and 200 gold coins can already support a commoner family for two years.

Dean Jose shook his head and explained: "It's not the graduation season yet. If you apply for early graduation, the tutor will have to prepare a set of test papers for you and take time to defend yourself...

Including graduation certificates, academic uniforms and other expenses, 200 gold coins are really not expensive. "

Artoria: "..."

This is not expensive?

She finally understood why ordinary civilians don't even think about how to become a superhuman.

She is here to study purely theoretically, and this is the case for every book, and this is not counting the cost of potions, channeling methods, supporting professional skills, and force guns.

Without mentioning connections and channels, ordinary civilians simply cannot afford such expenses.

Artoria opened the handbag, took out two 1000 banknotes from it, and handed them to the dean with a bit of heartache.

Her shriveled purse was already whining.

Before, due to the sky-high reward of 50 gold coins, she and Ren had to stay in the city for nearly three months, and in order to maintain the efficiency of cultivation, the resources were almost exhausted.

If it weren't for the security company under Ren's subordinates, which received funds every month, their siblings would have been eaten up long ago.

But sit and eat, and now the family doesn't have much money.

Extraordinary people make money quickly, but spend money like water.

If you give up progress and don't get promoted, mid-to-high-level transcendents can live a happy life and be happy like a fairy.

But if you want to forge ahead, no amount of money is enough.

It should be said that fortunately when they just returned, the blood prince Mahat sent a wave of heads, otherwise the Ackerman family would have to borrow money this time.

This is because Aunt Lucy has already waived Rennes' treatment fee of 1 gold coins.

'Find a way to earn some gold coins. '

After coming out of the dean's office, the idea of ​​making money inevitably arose in Artoria's heart.

She clenched her fists tightly, looking high-spirited.

But soon, she became dejected again.

During this period of time, she has to be busy with her graduation. After graduation, she has to rush to participate in the selection of the saint of the church. How can she have time to make a lot of money.

The fact that the blood prince Mahat gave away his head in anger is a pie in the sky.

It seems that making money still depends on Ren...

This kind of thinking made Artoria feel a little ashamed. She used her younger brother's banknotes for food, clothing, housing, transportation, cultivation and study.

"What a failure, me."

She patted her face, feeling ashamed.

…………

Two days later.

These days, Ryan is very busy, busy making extra money.

Went to the black market, bought a battle puppet from the witch, used up Mahart's blood core and bat wings, and his funds were almost bottomed out.

Mahat also has a storage ring, but inside it is a pile of blood soul crystals, a high-grade "sleeping coffin" made of black-grained cold iron, and several original force weapons that need to be driven by blood energy.

Blood Soul Crystal, a type of resource commonly used by blood clans.

The coffin of slumber, which is needed when the demons are asleep.

The value of these things is not low, but the embarrassing thing is that it is a bit hard to find a buyer.

Unless it is sold to a vampire, it will depreciate greatly. After all, human supernatural beings basically don't need these items.

Ryan couldn't make a move for a while.

Through those chaotic and evil underground organizations, it is possible to sell things to demons, but...

...he is wanted by most of the underground world.

Seven underground gray organizations including the Eternal Life Sect, Twilight Witches, Shadow Singers, Night Clowns and Ouroboros Ring jointly offered a reward for him, with a bounty as high as 50 gold coins.

The witch Josephina did not interfere with this matter, and another leader of the Twilight Witches - "Witch of Misfortune" agreed to this matter.

However, in these underground organizations, except for the Night Clown, the rest are just intermediaries.

They are not the ones paying the money, they are not actually enemies, they are just making some intermediary fees.

What Ren really offended was the ghouls. They paid a huge price to hunt him down through various underground organizations and wanted to kill him.

In short, he is currently being closely watched by most of the underground world, and these things of the blood prince Mahat are not easy to sell.

Josephina said that she never got involved in these crap things and would not act as an intermediary for him.

Therefore, Ryan recently took over the job from the 7th game, working hard to run business and earn some pocket money.

XC District, Tongzilou.

At night, the moon is cold and the stars are cold.

As an ordinary community where the working class lives, this generation is not as dirty as the slums. It is very quiet at night, with a bit of loneliness under the cold moonlight.

On the floor, some windows glowed with warm bright yellow lights, while others were pitch black, and the lights were turned off early.

After all, apart from sleeping with their wives in their arms, the workers don't have much entertainment at night.

In addition, there are no mobile phones in this era, and I have to go to work the next day, so I naturally go to bed early.

As for debauchery and sensuality, that is the privilege of nobles and celebrities, such as nightclubs, bars, clubs and other entertainment venues, which cannot be afforded by ordinary people.

"Ah! Don't come here, don't come here!"

On the third floor, in a house where the lights had been turned off, a man's frightened voice suddenly sounded.

Worker Juan was wearing a pair of shorts, huddled in the corner of the bedroom, staring at the door with fear in his eyes, trembling all over.

The wrinkles on his weather-beaten face have been twisted into a ball because of too much fear.

"Honey, don't go."

Through the faint moonlight by the window, one could see a woman with disheveled hair standing at the door of the bedroom.

Her body was stooped, her movements were a little stiff, and the arc of her mouth was too amazing, like a bloody crack under the dim moonlight, making her originally pretty face extremely horrifying.

She is actually the wife of the worker Juan, but she has become like this for some reason.

The woman was holding a chicken in her hand. The neck of the chicken had been roughly twisted off, the blood was bloody, and the blood kept splattering, staining her right hand red, and dripping on the floor to emit a bloody smell.

"Honey, come, eat chicken."

The woman licked the blood on her hands, her steps were stiff, and she approached her husband shivering in the corner with a strange smile.

Under the moonlight, her face was as pale as a corpse, and there were faint cyan skull patterns on her face.

"Ah! Don't come here... Ahh!!"

This scene frightened the worker Juan into a fool. He yelled in horror, tears and snot streaming down his nose, and he almost wet his pants.

Marrying a gentle, virtuous, and pretty wife has always been the thing he is most proud of.

But in recent days, she always got up in the middle of the night and ran into the kitchen to chew something secretly.

Today, out of curiosity, he took a look at the past, and it turned out...

"Come on, eat chicken."

The woman smiled sinisterly, her pale hand exerted strength, and her fingers forcibly poked into the flesh of the chicken, tearing it in half, and the blood shot all over the ground, "You are half and half of me, devouring the blood and vitality, we Immortal together in the night."

"..."

Mr. Juan was speechless, his face was covered with cold sweat, tears and snot, and he almost fainted.

Bang!
At this moment, the wall trembled, and the door of the living room was violently knocked open.

"Open the door and check the water meter!"

Ren was wearing a black windbreaker, wearing a silver demon hunting ring, holding a dark force gun in his right hand, and strode in like the Terminator played by Governor Arnold.

Looking at the chicken blood all over the floor, he shrugged:

"Cut, it's auspicious. If you eat chicken, you can eat chicken, but you should clean it up anyway. After finishing it like this, how about painting it?"

"Master Demon Hunter!"

The woman's complexion changed drastically, she screamed, and immediately threw the bloody dead chicken in her hand at Ren, and rushed to the bedroom window by herself.

Ren moved sideways to avoid the dead chicken that was thrown at him, raised his gun, and pulled the trigger without seeming to aim.

Bang!
The demon hunting bullet shot out like a silver streamer, and the body of the woman who had just jumped to the window sill trembled, and a huge flower of blood bloomed in the heart!

Then, the silver purification light and holy fire burst out from the wound, igniting the woman's body.

Bang!
She screamed sharply, and her body fell downwards, but a group of cyan phantom suddenly left her body, shattered the glass like a shell, and rushed out of the window!

"Huh." Ren snorted softly, rushed into the bedroom like lightning, and stomped on the sole of his foot.

The next moment, he was already flying into the air, the black windbreaker swung away the scattered glass pieces, and jumped out of the window in one step.

In the night sky outside the third floor, the group of blue shadows flew in the air and fled outwards, crossed a hundred meters in the blink of an eye, and were about to enter the alleyway.

"Where are you running to?"

Ren sneered, flicked his left hand, and a little cold light flew through the air.

boom!
The fleeing pale cyan ghost suddenly froze, and was pierced back and forth by the laser-like cold light, making a shrill scream!
Then, the cold light expanded, and the sword energy was released, strangling the cyan ghost like a raging whirlwind into powder!
There was cyan fluorescence floating in the air. After landing on the ground, Ren walked to the open space outside the alley and picked up a pebble-like cyan-gray crystal block.

It is transparent throughout, and the inside seems to be in a liquid state, with strong fluctuations in soul power.

"The peak of the third rank, a ghost count, is only half a step away from the fourth rank."

Ren observed the quality of this piece of demon spirit, judged the opponent's strength, and immediately shook his head, "No wonder an ordinary demon hunting bullet can't kill it, but unfortunately, it's still a miscellaneous fish."

In other words, when he first came to this world, this kind of enemy was enough for him to drink a pot.

Back then, Earl Gordon of the Blood Race was also at this level. He, Director Jones and Black Samurai Steve in the 7th game took a lot of effort to kill each other.

Time has passed, and such an enemy is already a little trash in Ren's eyes.

If he hadn't wanted to test the power of the masterpiece-quality "Sunlun" black gun in his hand just now, a single face-to-face would be enough.

The force weapons in this world are divided into five grades: ordinary, high-quality goods, masterpieces, pseudo-holy weapons, and holy weapons (generally referred to as cold weapons).

Famous guns are another matter.

Fake name gun ≈ holy weapon (cold weapon), the most garbage famous gun ≥ top holy weapon.

For example, the weapon of the Storm God of War Louis - the Holy Lance Redigail is already a top-level sacred weapon, but it is not as powerful as the famous gun "Glorious Wings".

And "Glorious Wings" is not the top gun.

There were a few times in those years when it faced off against the top gun "Primary Darkness" of the demon camp, and it fell into a disadvantage.

The maker of the Glorious Wings, the top alchemist, and the "Great Sage" Jacob was outraged and ventured deep into the abyss of heaven.

He narrowly escaped death, spent a lot of effort, found a rare wonder, and used it as the core to create a more powerful "Wing of the Stars", vowing to use this famous gun to destroy the "Original Wing". "Darkness", "Blood Elegy" were crushed, and "Endless Thunder" and "Dawn Light" were all trampled under their feet.

He succeeded and he failed.

The Wings of Stars, which hovers over the Wings of Glory in all directions, is undoubtedly the top gun.

But it's... unusable.

As for why it can't be used, Renn doesn't know, that's all he knows.

After clapping the masterpiece quality black gun "Sun Wheel" in his hand, he sighed:

"No, this gun."

Although he didn't activate the original force array in the firearm just now, he couldn't increase the power of the bullets, and he used the most common demon hunting bullets, but he was still very dissatisfied that he couldn't kill the Earl of the third-order peak with a single shot.

If he was still a fourth-tier demon hunter master, this gun would be enough, but now it doesn't work.

How can a man not have a good gun?
He couldn't help but yearn for the "Wings of the Stars" placed in the Hundred Flowers Secret Realm.

Ren shook his head, put away the black gun sun wheel, threw away the ghost spirit in his hand, and shouted to the side street:
"Guard, come out and wash the floor."

Hearing this, a team of patrolmen from Bureau Seven rushed over.

There are 5 people in total, and the leader is a sheriff of the [Dark Warrior] profession, with a second-level strength.

The 7th Bureau, the full name of the [-]th Special Operations Bureau, is an official agency of the Faroland Kingdom. It specializes in handling cases related to demons and superhumans. It has great power and many experts inside.

But the area of ​​the Faroland Kingdom is also large, 800 million square kilometers.

In addition, the demons are good at hiding. No matter how many people there are in the 7th game, sometimes it will not be enough.

Therefore, they sometimes outsource tasks, provide general information and some remuneration, and let the supernatural beings of the people take orders.

Usually outsourced tasks are tricky, or the target is hidden deeply.

"Master Ackerman deserves to be the kingdom's top genius, so easily solved a dark earl who touched the fourth-order threshold."

The sheriff said enthusiastically.

Having said that, he felt a little regretful in his heart.

This ghost is about to be promoted, and his state is very unstable, so his identity was exposed so easily tonight.

If he had known this, he would have directly notified his superiors to deal with it. That was an achievement, unlike now, Master Ackerman took the spoils, and he would have to pay a fee after the 7th round.

Ren threw the piece of goblin soul and grinned: "Haha, it's just luck."

Mosquito legs are meat no matter how small they are.

In many cases, the difficulty is not to hunt the demons, but to find the hidden demons.

Especially the demon descendants lurking in the city are generally very cautious and will not reveal their identities casually.

Bureau 7 knew that there was a ghost lurking in this community, but they didn't know who was occupied by the ghost, and it was too troublesome to investigate one by one.

In the past few days, this ghost earl was about to be promoted, and he couldn't control his bloodthirsty and violent instincts, so he made a lot of noise, and was easily found and killed by Rennes, earning a fortune.

After the sheriff greeted Renn sourly, he led people up to the third floor, entered the house of the worker Juan, and conducted a search.

"How's it going?"

"The worker was overly frightened and in a trance and appeared to need some time to calm down."

Another police officer squatted in front of the woman's body, which had a bloody hole in its abdomen and was somewhat charred, and took out a bottle of reagent and poured a little.

Immediately, many dark green spots appeared on the corpse, and they shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a mummy-like shape.

He shook his head and said: "The soul has been devoured long ago, this woman died two months ago, and her body has been severely eroded by the negative force.

This worker also has a big heart. Don't you think it's a little cold inside when you're with your wife? "

Sheriff: "..."

colleagues:"……"

The sheriff glared at the young coroner, and said, "You're the smart kid, go back and copy the police handbook ten times!"

Coroner: "..."

(￣ε(#￣)
He was just telling the truth.

Ghosts are the best at hiding among the devils, and they are also very treacherous and evil. It is definitely a nightmare for ordinary people to encounter.

This time it was a woman who was possessed. There were only 2 people in the family, and there were no children. It was lucky.

Just imagine, if it is a family of five, and the person who is possessed is the male master, then the ghost can sleep with his wife every day, beat his children, spend his money...

Therefore, the devils that human beings hate the most are actually ghosts.

After all, no matter how bad werewolves, vampires, and demons are, it is difficult to "replace" others without anyone noticing. They all have flesh bodies.

Demons and ghosts are semi-spiritual creatures that can occupy and seize other people's bodies.

It is difficult for ordinary people to see abnormalities after their bodies are occupied by ghosts, so they are often played with to death and end up miserably.

Of course, extraordinary people don't love ghosts much.

Because there is force in the body of a transcendent, once the ghost seizes the house, two different forces of force will be squeezed into one body, which will cause conflicts, and it is easy for acquaintances to see the anomaly.

No extraordinary person would be afraid of being invaded and occupied by ghosts of the same level.

Moreover, ghosts without physical bodies are also easy to be targeted and restrained.

The ghost family is a typical bullying and fearing the hard. When they are weak, they are strong, and when they are strong, they are weak.

This situation will be reversed at the level of the Dark Lord. The fifth-level ghosts can be derived from flesh and blood, and can create a powerful body that suits them best. They are good at hand-to-hand combat and can attack mentally. Tied with werewolves, they are the four most powerful races among the demons.

"Master Ackerman shot this woman decisively at the first time. He must have seen that she was dead a long time ago, but how did he judge, or..."

The young coroner went on to analyze, halfway through, hesitant to speak.

Occupying the body by a ghost does not necessarily lead to death.

Under normal circumstances, the ghost will slowly eat away at the person's spiritual soul, so that most of the other person's memory can be obtained, and the process can last up to several years.

During this period, if the ghosts can be discovered, purified or expelled in time, the person may still be saved.

Of course, it is not uncommon for some ghosts to devour souls directly and brutally without caring about memories.

Master Ackerman shot directly. There are two possibilities. One is that he found that the woman was dead long ago, so he acted decisively.

The second is that he doesn't care whether she is dead or not, at worst, he will kill her together.

The sheriff glared at the young coroner and said:

"Since this woman died a few months ago, Master Ackerman didn't mean to hurt civilians on purpose. What are you thinking so much about?"

The coroner boy shrank his neck when he heard the words, and muttered softly:

"I just want to know if Master Ackerman has any special way to distinguish the life state of a person whose body is occupied by a ghost, or is it simply ruthless."

"What does this have to do with you kid?"

The police chief put his hands on his hips, glared at him, and said angrily, "You think ten times is missing, don't you? Go back and copy the police manual twenty times!"

Coroner: "..."

It doesn't matter, just curious.

After cleaning the battlefield and recording the case, the patrolmen of the 7th bureau immediately closed the team.

As for the worker Juan, people from the Public Security Bureau will arrange treatment.

North suburb, apartment area.

When the young coroner returned home, he took off his coat, looked in the mirror, and took off the mask on his face.

His real appearance is very handsome, with fair complexion, dark green pupils, light yellow and soft hair, wearing a white shirt, a pair of monocles hanging on his chest, elegant and easy-going.

Arthur Antonio, [Ranger] profession, the leader of the young generation of the natural school, the other two are Luo Qing and Emil.

Antonio stood in front of the mirror, rubbed his face, and recalled Rennes' flick of the sword before, with some emotion:

"It's amazing, the lightning strikes with a flick of a finger, the sword is unparalleled, the swordsmanship must be above me, and it is even close to the level of a sword master."

The rumors are really unreliable.

What was abandoned by the Demon Hunters Association, huddled in the city, desperate... It's just nonsense.

According to his observations, Ren's strength is higher than his, and he has already reached the forefront of the new generation. He is destined to be the leader of the youth generation in Saigon mainland.

…………

On the other side, Ren is still cleaning up the demons lurking in Melova City.

To be precise, this is not called a fight, but a test of a gun and practice marksmanship.

In just three days, he uncovered 17 demon descendants, including one Dark Marquis of the fourth rank, five Dark Earls of the third rank, five of the second rank, and six of the first rank.

Such an astonishing efficiency shocked the whole city and aroused heated discussions among the nobles and celebrities in the city.

You know, many demon hunters may not be able to hunt a single demon for ten days and half a month.

It's not that it can't be killed, but that it can't be found, and the target cannot be accurately locked.

Renn took the general information given in the 7th game and cooperated with the powerful detection and identification function of "Eye of Delusion", so that it can be so efficient.

His marksmanship hits every shot without a single mistake or accidental injury.

And almost every time it was an instant kill, even the werewolf marquis was killed three times in a row with the "annihilation bomb", hitting the head, neck and heart in an instant, killing him directly.

Those demon descendants lurking in this city who were killed were terrified and trembling.

At the same time, his high-efficiency, zero-error hunting has also won wide acclaim, and he was nicknamed "City Hunter" by the nobles and celebrities in the city.

But Ren was not satisfied.

He was going out of the city soon, and in order to save "travel money", he took on a somewhat tricky task in the 7th game.

(End of this chapter)