Mysterious Hunting Ground

Chapter 378 368. Confessions of Albert Prager
In the archives room, a group of people gathered around the information pages spread out on the desk.

"Albert Prager... settled in Peace River in 1962 and married Bonnie. In 63, his son Arnie Prager was born. In 68, he left his wife and children and left the town. His whereabouts are still unknown."

Dean looked at the black-and-white photo on the profile page. At that time, Albert was a black-haired man about 30 years old. His long light brown coat covered his strong body, with chiselled facial lines and thick beard. , strong male hormones rushed towards his face, as if they were about to overflow from the photo, and the man's tiny black eyes were always full of vigilance towards his surroundings.

"What a waste of time. I have abandoned my wife and children for more than ten years." Monica suppressed the glare in her eyes, crossed her arms and looked at Dean, "So where should we find this stinky man with no conscience?"

"Wait a minute...I'll give it a try." Dean looked at the man's photos and information, closed his eyes and fell into darkness.

Christine took the opportunity to rub her smooth chin and asked, "Do you think the strange situation in the town in the past half month has something to do with this husband?"

"What logic?" Director Noor tightened his belt. "I have never seen him appear in the town in the ten years I have been in office. I swear in the name of God that all this has nothing to do with him."

"Just because you haven't seen him doesn't mean he's not here..." Sean said solemnly, "Maybe he has quietly returned to the town and visited his dead wife and children..."

"We don't have time to discuss this nonsense," Boone interrupted him and looked at Dean, "Man, you haven't explained what you saw from the corpse before. What is the relationship between the four Tigas and Bonnie and their son? Why? Wasn’t he killed unjustly?”

……

The long and terrifying wolf howl almost shattered the soul.

Roar!

South of the town of Peace River, bursts of pale mist floated in the quiet, turbulent river. Patches of light reflected on the river surface penetrated the mist and surrounded a maple tree that was more than thirty meters tall on the shore.

The strong unwillingness, strong fighting spirit, and dignity of the nocturnal species caused the werewolf to explode into unimaginable fighting power. The originally strong body, which was far beyond ordinary people, expanded outwards to a height of three meters like a secondary development, and the explosive muscle armor stretched high. The ice that covered his body was shattered, and his big jagged mouth opened to the ears and he exhaled a fierce fishy breath.

It has a basic human shape, but its whole body is covered with thick black hair, and its fangs and claws are shining.

It ran nearly a kilometer in the blink of an eye, leaving the spatial rift far behind.

Its cold beastly eyes looked at the tranquil town shrouded in fire and noisy. Some of the townspeople struggled with each other with bloodshot eyes, and the bloody scars all over their bodies could not hide the violence and fanaticism in their hearts;

Frost splashed everywhere, and the ice sculpture exploded suddenly!

That man is here!

The wide open space and the sky are filled with the afterimages of their fierce battle.

A strong and biting chill then penetrated into its tailbone, and went all the way up the spine to hit the brain. Its hair suddenly stood on end, its heart stopped beating, and its brain was slightly dizzy due to the extreme tension and excitement.

Noor's words stopped suddenly, and his body disappeared from the real world.

A black and solemn figure stood on the bare tree crown.

The werewolf murmured, grinning widely, with a touch of tenderness on his deformed and ugly face with wide nose and wide eyes.

"Bonnie, Arnie, it's almost..."

The harsh sonic boom swept up large tracts of soil, rocks, and shrubs, dragging a messy path on the ground.

Then, Dean launched the black domain teleportation, and a black space crack opened in the narrow space between the filing cabinets.

But the warmth quickly solidified into coldness and shock, and a hole opened in the void in front of him.

The other part wandered on the street with blurred eyes, leaned against the road fence, hugged each other and lay in the snow, venting their desires with the strength of shouting out their throats... Even this freezing cold night could not extinguish their enthusiasm.

The touch of disease, weakening the field, and two crushing forces are thrust into the body.

But it's still too slow.

The figure fell to the ground lightly and looked at the werewolf's flesh-covered face in the transparent ice.

Swah——

……

The sky was frighteningly dark, and the stars and moonlight were fast asleep.

The werewolf's body rose and fell, jumped off the tree crown, landed on all fours, and ran like a beast, leaving vivid afterimages of the wolf in mid-air.

He stepped in.

Dean quickly held his shoulders and pulled him into the fantasy space and carried him alive. After all, the chief had done them a favor, and it was really unsafe to leave him in the police station like this.

"Are you kidding, young man? You just took a nap and found this man who has been missing for more than ten years." Director Noor looked like he had seen a ghost. His mustache was trembling from side to side due to the extremely ridiculous mood. It was really funny. "You Are you performing magic tricks on me? Do you think you are some kind of divination master or prophet?"

Their inner emotions were so strong that their desires, resentments, evil spirits, and miasma all turned into colorful gases, filling their bodies and flying towards the cold cemetery to the east of the town, condensing into a pair of huge and profound wings that flapped. During this time, it seemed as if the door to hell was opening.

……

Hundreds of townspeople, with distorted expressions, extreme madness, or filled with some kind of creepy desire, maintained struggling and plundering postures.

The ground shook as if a magnitude 7 earthquake had erupted, and the huge force blasted open craters with cracks up to ten meters deep; strong winds blew in the surrounding woods, and pine and maple trees were uprooted by the strong wind. ; Platinum air waves, flames, lightning, and ice leave countless bright and dazzling traces in the night sky.

This is the king of the night, the werewolf.

Amid the arguments among the people, Dean suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashing as hot as the sun.
"I have locked onto Albert. He is located at the south end of the town near the Tranquility River. Let's go and see him together. He is the source of all abnormalities in the town."

A figure appeared in its sight that drifted as it sprinted. It teleported across several miles and moved in front of it. A hand pressed towards it. The five slender fingers were as terrifying as five mountains. The cold wind and soul-shaking power pressed on the top of its head.

Kristen looked at each other and followed closely.

Just like a trainer training a beast, the powerful suppression from the genetic and soul levels deprived the werewolf of nearly half of its combat power, causing it to kneel on its knees. The coldness that froze everything in the world then penetrated the werewolf's head and spread throughout his body, cracking, cracking, cracking. In the crisp sound, it freezes into a crystal clear ice sculpture like a work of art.

At this time, Christine and the others, who were coming from far behind, saw two blurry shadows fighting in the open space by the river. The speed was so fast that it was impossible to see any of their movements.

Roar!

The werewolf pounced on the man like a cannonball...

The five Kristins all held their breath, their faces distorted with horror. The speed and strength of both sides were far beyond level three. One breath could kill a little guy like them ten times.

But the fierce battle lasted less than five seconds.

boom!
The werewolf was thrown back a hundred meters like a sandbag that had been knocked away, breaking a row of towering ancient trees, plowing a deep trench into the ground, and finally stopped in front of a wooden house.

Kristine and the others chased after him, and the image of the werewolf became horrific - the limbs were violently removed, leaving only the central torso, and the fur on the torso was burnt black, without a single piece of intact skin, and it smelled like barbecue. Wisps of pale ice and purple arcs danced among its cracked skin, broken muscles, and shattered internal organs.

It was defeated without any resistance.

Ahem. The werewolf violently coughed out large pieces of bloody heart and lung fragments. He raised his head and saw the figure walking ghostly in front of him.

Dean stared at the werewolf's crazily twisting and regenerated bones and flesh, and a trace of thought flashed in his eyes. The strength of this werewolf was definitely at the peak of level 5, but facing himself at level 6, he couldn't even exert % of his strength.

The difference between level 5 and level 6 is huge.

"Don't resist, I don't want to kill you... Let's have a good chat, Albert Prager." He withdrew the life energy that suppressed the werewolf's self-healing.

"Ahem, he is worthy of being chosen by my Lord. His eyesight is not inferior to his strength." The werewolf sitting outside the wooden house praised hoarsely like a rasp. Fresh granulation spirally grew from the severed limbs, and his bloody face He also showed a smile of relief, "Since I lost, then I'll do whatever you want."

"What's going on? Isn't this a werewolf?!" This conversation shocked Christine next to her. "Albert is not Bonnie's husband?"

"Don't you understand?" Dean looked back at his companions. Except for Christine, Monica and several others had a look of surprise in their eyes, as if they had expected it, "Albert, a man who abandoned his wife and children more than ten years ago. The werewolf who killed the four Taigas was also a nocturnal creature. Can you explain it yourself, Albert? "

"Breathe...breathe..." Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the werewolf long whale that had regrown its pink limbs took a deep breath like a whale sucking water. Wisps of white mist condensed from the thick hair around its body and penetrated into the werewolf's nasal cavity.

The deformed magic power was taken back into the body.

The werewolf's deformed claws and muscle tissue shrank rapidly, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a smooth human male. The top of his body was covered with strong muscles like rocks. The angular face was clearly the same as the thirty-year-old man in the previous file photo. Men are exactly the same.

It's just that there are a few more strands of gray in the black hair, and his temperament has changed a lot.

Albert = werewolf?

In disbelief, Christine took out the file in her arms and re-monitored it several times to confirm, "How did you become a monster?"

Facing the bright eyes of everyone.

Albert was silent for a long time, feebly grabbing a ball of snow on the ground and letting it flow between his fingers.

"I lost, I will give you the answer."

"Nothing has changed from beginning to end."

"I was born a nocturnal species. More than ten years ago, I was banished from Midian by the high priest of the nocturnal species for violating the iron law. I happened to pass by the town of Peace River and met Bonnie."

There was undisguised pride on its face, and it was obvious that it was deeply proud of its nocturnal origin.

……

Hear this amazing secret.

Dean noticed that the progress had jumped to fifty-five percent.

Sean and Boon showed a hint of excitement on their faces, "Are you serious? You have always been a nocturnal species, but you can marry a human woman like Bonnie and have children?"

"Of course, but not everyone can be a partner for nocturnal species," Albert looked at the night sky, as if he saw a pretty and affectionate face, "We look for partners based on smell and intuition, and Bonnie is what I found. partner, so I gave birth to our son Ani.”

"Arnie is a descendant of the nocturnal species. Why does he have abnormal intelligence and is weaker than ordinary people?" Dean asked on the side, "Shouldn't they inherit the strength, body, and bloodthirsty of the nocturnal species?"

Albert lowered his head, a trace of sadness flashed across his eyes,
"You are talking about most cases, but there are exceptions. Just as there are premature and stunted newborns in humans, the same is true in nocturnal species."

"My Arnie is such a poor child. Because of the uncertainty of cross-species union, he failed to inherit the advantages of Bonnie and me. Instead, he inherited the flaws of both parties. He was born weak and mentally retarded. He will never be able to Return to normal levels.”

"Since you know your children are very pitiful..." confusion flashed across Monica's beautiful eyes, "Why did you abandon them and run away without hearing anything from them for more than ten years?"

"I don't want to argue. I am indeed sorry for the mother and son, but it is not because of dislike, but because of the law of accident and mission." Albert took a deep breath, "As a supernatural creature, I have accompanied the mother and son for five years, and I have already had a premonition The unexpected law is about to come and affect them."

"I had no choice but to leave. Before I left, I asked an old friend to help me take care of them."

The law of accidents…

The four new supernatural creatures Sean, Boone, Christine, and Peter still don't understand the power of this word.

But after decades of experience, Monica understood the inside story deeply, and her originally stern eyes softened slightly, "What's the mission like?"

"The mission of Midian," Albert suddenly looked up at the dark night sky, as if he saw the bright stars in the depths of the universe from the darkness and chaos, his eyes emitted a strange brilliance, "Fifteen years ago, I was in a dream Hearing the call of the high priest, let me embark on a journey to find the Sons of Destiny, which means the Seven Sons of Prophecy.”

"When all the Children of Prophecy appear, Midian will once again open its doors to me, the exile."

Albert's tone was excited, with a hint of expectation in his eyes, "And I will get the reward, take Bonnie and Arnie into Midian, let companions who are good at healing cure their diseases, and let them join me in Monster Paradise In eternal life.”

"I have been searching for the Son of Prophecy all over the world for more than ten years."

……

Dean exchanged a look with everyone, and they all saw the absurdity in each other's eyes - the werewolf abandoned his wife and children in order to reunite with them in Midian?
But they couldn't say anything to refute for a while.

"How did you find the Son of Prophecy?"

"The method is simple, leave it to fate. I travel to various cities in the northern and southern hemispheres, biting targets randomly based on inspiration and intuition. The people I bite will either be eliminated by fate and become defective bloodthirsty werewolves , or hear Midian’s call and embark on the road of trial.”

"Some of them will receive special attention from our Lord, such as Your Excellency." Albert looked at Dean with both respect and envy, "You are one of the seven."

The prophetic son of Midian.

Dean's face became extremely complicated, and the distant poem flashed through his mind, and his memory flashed back to the secret room of the manor in Las Vegas where he first saw the nocturnal species.

Boone and Sean asked in unison, "What about us?"

Albert glanced at the eyes of the two of them, his eyes as friendly as an old man encouraging his descendants, "You are too weak, you have not experienced the baptism, everything is undecided..."

……

"Okay, even if I believe that you abandoned your wife and children for their safety and to reunite with them in Midian, and that you transformed Sean and Boon in order to find the Son of Prophecy," Christine asked, "What about killing Tai?" What’s the reason why Gus and the three teenagers used such cruel and brutal methods to show their bloodthirsty nature?”

"Why kill them? Why kill Tygas, an old friend?" Albert smiled wryly at himself, his face turned blue and purple, his facial features were distorted, and his eyes were filled with fire like a storm, "For more than ten years, I have been here Traveling around Europe, the East, and the world, the ultimate goal is to reunite with Bonnie and Arnie.”

"After more than ten years, I finally heard the call of the high priest. All the sons of prophecy have appeared. I set out on my way home, back to Peaceriver, waiting for the gate of Midian to open."

"But as fate would have it, I got home too late."

Albert's eyes were so red that they bled,

"These four beasts have killed my Bonnie and Arnie..."

(End of this chapter)