Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

Liu Zheng replied calmly, then raised his butcher's knife.

"clang!"

The loud clanging of metal echoed through the cemetery.

The tentacles wrapped around the hilt sank slightly.

"Oh, that's interesting."

Liu Zheng raised an eyebrow.

As expected of a hunter responsible for hunting wild beasts, he is on a completely different level from those ordinary residents who have turned into wild beasts.

Father John was clearly much stronger than the young hunter they had encountered before, and his madness was also much deeper than that of the young hunter.

Judging from his face, he is very close to becoming a beast.

Liu Zheng didn't know how to cure the animalization disease, but he knew how to tame animals.

That is, beat them until they dare not bare their teeth.

The recoil from the hunter's axe brought Father John to his senses. The hunter's instinct wasn't just about frenzied killing; it also included the cunning of a wild beast.

He had never encountered a human who could catch his axe so easily, especially one who did it with one hand.

"A beast? No, I don't smell blood. What are you, then?"

Father John used the force of the recoil to retreat, leaping back more than ten meters in a few bounds, his agility unlike that of a middle-aged man, but rather like that of a nimble cheetah.

"He's just a food delivery guy, doing some purchasing on the side. Well, you should just stand there and take the beating, save us both some time. I still have a lot of work to finish."

Liu Zheng said leisurely.

"Insanity!"

His attitude angered Father John, who raised his hand and fired another shot.

Gunshots rang out, but Father John moved faster than the bullets.

He threw away the flintlock pistol and, as he ran, tore open the folded axe handle, instantly transforming the short axe, which was only arm-length, into a long-handled axe nearly as tall as a person.

As the axe handle was fully extended, he ran up to Liu Zheng.

Using the momentum of his sprint, Father John swung his long-handled axe.

The axe cleaved through the air with a heavy whistling sound, its ferocious force leaving no doubt that it could cleave Liu Zheng in two.

Fortunately, he wasn't human.

Liu Zheng raised his butcher's knife again, this time using two tentacles.

Blood splattered as Father John's tall figure flew backward, his left cheek swollen high, and several blackened teeth, dripping with blood, fell onto the grass.

Liu Zheng's third tentacle drooped down, and the wood at the end of the gunstock cracked slightly.

If he hadn't promised Fula he would try his best to save her father, he would have used a meat saw just now.

Of course, Father John's reaction speed also exceeded his expectations; he had actually aimed for the other man's temple.

"Oh, the feeling of pain is so good, it makes me feel alive."

Father John quickly regained his balance and then muttered to himself.

Upon hearing his words, Liu Zheng's expression turned strange. Could this guy also be a member of the Church of Pain?

As Father John spoke, he pulled a syringe from his coat pocket and plunged it into his thigh without hesitation.

The blood plasma inside was instantly injected into his blood vessels, so fast it was as if it had run in on its own.

His swollen cheeks quickly subsided, and even the broken teeth grew roots.

"Is this blood therapy? That's amazing."

Liu Zheng said enviously.

This effect is comparable to recovery items of excellent quality or higher, right?

This syringe seems to be standard equipment for hunters; putting aside the possible side effects, even he doesn't have such a luxurious setup.

The blood therapy not only healed Father John's injuries but also enhanced the activity of his blood.

Excited blood rushed through his veins, making his whole body tingle and itch.

His eyes were practically bulging out.

"Blood, I need more blood."

Father John's instincts were further unleashed; he leaped high into the air and swung his axe in mid-air.

The pale moonlight shone on the blood-stained axe, making the already terrifying weapon look even more horrifying.

His muscles bulged as he jumped, causing his large hunter coat to billow high.

Xia Kai could easily imagine what kind of muscular monster lay beneath that seemingly aged exterior.

He asked himself if he could withstand that axe blow if he were in that situation.

The answer is, no.

What if it's this newly acquainted big shot?

"It might work?"

Xia Kai thought to himself, somewhat uncertainly.

After all, a large part of a player's strength comes from their own items, and this big shot is covered in gold, so he must be very wealthy.

"You absolutely have to win, boss!"

He mentally encouraged Liu Zheng.

After all, if Liu Zheng wins, he might give him a warning or use him as cannon fodder, but if Father John wins, he will definitely kill him.

Under Xia Kai's anxious gaze, Liu Zheng made a move.

Chapter 269 Shoving the Tentacles Hard into Your Mouth

Liu Zheng also jumped up and quickly reached a height even greater than Father John.

"what?!"

Father John looked up in shock.

In an instant, the offensive was reversed, and he was on the bottom while Liu was on top.

Without a second thought, Father John raised his long-handled axe.

The handle of a long-handled axe is not made of ordinary wood, but of specially treated wood with a hardness comparable to inferior metal.

However, even a real metal bar could not stop Liu Zheng's jumping strike.

The axe handle, as thick as three fingers, snapped in two with a snap, and the blade, still powerful, struck Father John on the shoulder.

"what!"

He let out a scream and crashed down from the sky.

"boom!"

After a dull thud, Father John knelt down.

His right shoulder slumped limply, and blood seeped from his shawl, dripping from his sleeve onto the ground.

"father!"

Seeing his miserable state, Fura couldn't help but cry out.

"Don't worry, I won't die. I used the back of the knife."

Liu Zheng raised his eyelids and said.

He turned the axe over after breaking the handle; otherwise, Father John would have been hacked to pieces.

While Liu Zheng was speaking, Father John took out another blood collection device and stuck it into his leg.

"Again? Do you really think this is a turn-based game?"

He swung his tentacles, knocking the blood collection device away and breaking Father John's finger.

"Why do you all inject into the thigh? Why can't you inject into the buttocks?"

Liu Zheng complained.

"Ouch!"

Seemingly unable to bear his humiliation any longer, Father John let out a terrifying howl.

His right shoulder, which had sunken in, suddenly arched back up in an indescribable way.

Immediately, his whole body began to tremble, his bulging muscles rolling beneath his coat like countless giant worms crawling.

And the hair on his face began to grow wildly, turning from white to black.

"Oh no, he's about to transform into a beast!"

Anke, who had been observing from a distance, shouted.

"Dad, don't leave me!"

Fura cried out loudly, her voice piercing and shrill.

When she witnessed her father actually turning into a beast, the little girl finally let go of all the pretense of strength.

Father John, his face contorted in shock, paused for a moment, then pushed off with both feet and retreated rapidly, narrowly avoiding Liu Zheng's slashing blade.

His figure became increasingly hunched, like a wolf barely able to stand.

Blood-red tears seeped through his blindfold, wetting the hair on his face.

"Fura, Fura".

Father John called his daughter's name and reached out his hand to her.

However, the once large and warm palms have turned into curved and sharp beast claws.

"Daddy, I'm here. Daddy, please don't turn into a wild beast. Let's go find Mommy and go home together."

Fula walked towards Father John, crying, but fortunately Anco caught her in his arms.

"Sherry, Fula, let's go home."

Father John kept repeating his words, and more tears of blood flowed from his eyes, staining the black hair on his face red.

"Boss, is there any way to cure the beast-like disease?"

Liu Zheng asked without turning his head.

"For those showing early signs of bestiality, the Blood Healing Church provides a sedative made from special blood, which can delay the onset of the disease. But for Father John, who has already begun to exhibit bestiality, I don't know what can be done."

Anke shook his head.

"Treatment with blood?"

he mused.

If the cause of the beast disease is indeed blood healing, then the blood used by the Blood Healing Church must be problematic.

If there's no way to lower the concentration of those problematic blood types, then how about directly reducing the amount of blood?

Thinking of this, Liu Zheng suddenly rushed out.

Faced with the surprise attack, Father John instinctively fought back.

He swung his beastly claws and fiercely grabbed at the butcher's knife.

The black beast claws left a trail of afterimages in the air, moving much faster than when the long-handled axe was used.

"clang!"

The beast's claw struck the side of the butcher's knife, producing a metallic clang.

Liu Zheng's tentacle trembled slightly, and the butcher's knife seemed to slip out of his hand.

"Holy crap, this power level is at least twenty points higher than before. Could this be the legendary 'three times stronger after corruption'?"

As he spouted nonsense, he swung the butcher's saw and stabbed Father John in the kidneys.