Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

Beethoven asked.

"They must have found them. The outsider waved toward where the hunters were hiding, but didn't do anything else."

The church hunter replied.

"Is this a provocation? Interesting."

A hint of a smile flashed in Beethoven's weathered eyes.

After fighting beasts for so many years, even though his will remained noble and unwavering, he had inevitably become somewhat numb.

This strange stranger who suddenly appeared aroused his curiosity.

Did they encounter wild animals?

Amelia, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke.

The church hunter did not answer immediately, but looked at Beethoven first.

The church's hunters also have several factions, and this hunter is the "Holy Sword" hunter directly under Beethoven.

As for Amelia, the High Priestess at the highest level of the church, she naturally also had her own direct military force.

When questioned by his subordinates, Beethoven nodded subtly.

“They encountered a beast, Your Excellency Amelia.”

The "Holy Sword" hunter replied immediately.

"How did you perform?"

Amelia asked softly.

"He's very strong. That outsider was able to subdue the hound with his bare hands, and the hunters could barely see his knife movements."

The "Holy Sword" hunter replied after a moment of silence.

"what?!"

Beethoven looked shocked, and Amelia's body trembled slightly.

The Mobile Squad is a group of men personally trained by Beethoven, responsible for patrolling the entire continent of Atlantis. Each member is a battle-hardened and formidable hunter.

Even they couldn't see the other party's knife-wielding movements clearly. Just how fast was that outsider?

Did he have it?

"No, there's no smell of blood on him, and he's only interested in heavily beast-like creatures. He ignores the lightly beast-like residents unless they attack him first."

The "Holy Sword" hunter knew what Beethoven wanted to ask.

"A stranger who can subdue a canine beast with his bare hands without undergoing 'blood therapy'?"

A sharp light shone in Beethoven's eyes.

“Send someone to make contact with him, Maestro Beethoven. If he is willing, invite him to the church.”

He was about to say something when Amelia spoke first.

Chapter 265 Liu Zheng: I think I'm quite low-key.

"High Priest, is this what you wish to do?"

"It wouldn't be good to let such a powerful and eccentric outsider roam around. If he gets infected and turns into a beast, he'll probably cause a lot of losses to the hunters."

Amelia said.

“You’re right, then I’ll go and talk to him myself.”

Beethoven nodded.

"Then I'll leave it to you, Maestro Beethoven."

Beethoven left, and the gate closed again.

Amelia was left alone in the vast main hall once again.

She looked up at the skull on the main altar.

“Professor Dickins, perhaps this time you can rest in peace.”

She stroked the gold pendant, murmuring to herself.

Black nails grow from the slender fingertips.

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"Are those guys really planning to keep following us?"

As Liu Zheng cut up the beast's carcass, he said somewhat speechlessly.

Almost as soon as he left the Church of Pain, the group followed him.

He's practically circled the entire New Yate area now, and those people are still following him.

Anyone who didn't know better would think Liu Zheng was some runaway young master, and those people were bodyguards sent by his family to play house with him.

"Well, it's possible that your performance was too conspicuous and attracted the attention of the hunters."

Anke wiped the sweat from his forehead and said.

Although he couldn't see the hidden people, the only one still wandering around with them at this hour was the hunter.

To be honest, it would be abnormal if no one was following them.

There's no way to describe Mr. Liu Zheng's behavior but as arrogant.

On a pale night like this, they not only swaggered down the street, but even savagely broke into other people's homes, acting like robbers.

When encountering those terrifying beasts, instead of avoiding them, they excitedly rush up and tear them to pieces, just like a butcher.

If wild animals weren't mindless, Anko would have suspected they were planning to join forces with the residents and hunters to attack them.

"No, I think I'm pretty low-key."

Liu Zheng said with a somewhat aggrieved tone.

He has only ever used tentacles and a butcher's knife so far; he hasn't even used any of the magical gadgets that the plane trees gave him before he came here.

"Atlantis is a small place; maybe they've never seen the world before."

Looking at the bright yellow dragon robe and cloak behind him and the thick bloodstains on it, Anke finally displayed the art of speaking like an adult.

"Mr. Liu Zheng, have you completed your procurement work?"

In order to avoid continuing to say things against his conscience, he quickly changed the subject.

"That's almost it."

Liu Zheng glanced at the purchase list and nodded.

They had basically finished purchasing food, wine, and medicinal herbs, and along the way they had also collected quite a bit of wild animal whips, kidneys, and tenderloin.

The rest are all sorts of strange things, like the executioner's pork belly, the giant's neck, and the brain of the brain-sucking monster.

He asked Anke, but Anke didn't know where to get these things either.

However, the little girl Fura provided him with a clue.

Her father, Father John, often patrolled the cemetery near her home, where monsters he called "madmen" would sometimes appear, perhaps related to the "madman's eyeball" on the list.

Since there were no other clues, Liu Zheng decided to go to the cemetery to take a look first.

If I can't find a madman, I'll find Father John instead.

If they don't transform into beasts, send the father and daughter to the Church of Pain. If they do transform, you'll get a set of wild animal ingredients, and maybe even the Blood Gem. Either way, you win.

If you don't run into either the madman or Father John, then just pluck some grass from the cemetery before you leave; you definitely won't come away empty-handed.

"Take its heart out."

Liu Zheng looked at Fura and gave the order.

"I, I don't dare."

Fura looked at the gruesome death of the canine beast and said, her face pale.

Having followed Liu Zheng around the city for so long, she was no longer as afraid of wild animals as she had been at the beginning.

But the idea of ​​dissecting wild animals by hand was still beyond her capacity to handle.

"You're about to meet your father, so you should prepare in advance."

Liu Zheng said coldly.

“If I were to do it, his fate would be like those wild beasts we encounter on the road. Do you want your father to become livestock to be slaughtered?”

"No, I don't want to."

"Fura said in a trembling voice."

“Very well, then you must personally free him. And if your father is truly unfortunate, you will have to live with Anko’s family from now on.”

He pointed to Anko's stomach and said.

"Look at his belly, do you think he's capable of protecting you?"

"Mr. Liu Zheng, isn't that a bit hurtful? Actually, even though I have a big belly, I still have a lot of muscles."

Anco tried to prove himself, but no one and no cat paid any attention to him.

"But I also don't have the ability to protect others."

Fura looked at her thin body and said.

"You will have it sooner or later, and the will to protect others is also a kind of ability."

Liu Zheng said meaningfully.

Along the way, he did encounter some small wild animals, which looked about the same size as Fura.

Although the majority of people receiving blood therapy in Atlantis are adults, children inevitably get sick sometimes, and there are also parents who use blood therapy as a preventative measure.

"Will I become as powerful as you?"

Fura asked expectantly.

The person in front of him should be even stronger than his father, and his demeanor is much more relaxed than his father's.

"Probably not."

Liu Zheng thought for a moment and then said.

He possesses the combined resources of the Bloody Restaurant and numerous powerful figures in Metropolis. For Fura to become as strong as him, she would have to drain the entire city of Atlantis dry.

"Ok."

Fura pouted in disappointment, but finally made up her mind.

She gripped the boning knife with both hands, trembling as she plunged it into the beast's chest cavity, then severed the seemingly shrunken but actually resilient blood vessels.

Then, she put down the boning knife, dug out the shriveled black heart with her hands, and held it high in front of Liu Zheng.

"I did it."

She said, with snot and tears streaming down her face.

"Well done."

Liu Zheng took the heart and then touched her head with his blood-stained tentacles.

Feeling the warmth and weight above her head, Fura smiled brightly.

Anco, who witnessed all of this, shuddered and began to doubt whether adopting Fura was the right decision.

The 'Holy Sword' hunters, who were secretly observing all of this, also felt a chill, once again refreshing their understanding of how strange this outsider was.

"What did the reply above say?"

The squad leader asked in a low voice.

As the most elite hunter team, they naturally have means of rapid communication.

"Beethoven said he wanted to come and communicate with this outsider in person."

The hunter in charge of communications replied.