Game: I'm a Hunter in the Blood Curse World

"Ahem!" Sir Francis cleared his throat, standing guard at the forefront as he spoke:

"Actually, there's nothing mysterious about it. The people in my hometown believe in fire and light because my hometown is covered in deep darkness all year round, and only fire can provide us with a breath of fresh air."

"That darkness... it's similar to the blood mist here, only darker. Your silver blood lamps can't even illuminate it."

"About three hundred years ago, a large number of heroes emerged from our area, initially dispelling the darkness and allowing people to live freely."

"Afterwards, those great heroes called on their descendants to go to various parts of the world to spread the gospel of light and fire to the people there, which was actually to help people in other places."

"I remember my father mentioning it, something like 'passing on the fire'..."

"My ancestor was one of them, who came here on a large ship with many others, but when we arrived! Hey! Our power of light and fire didn't seem to work as well as before."

"As for the gospel of light, that's out of the question. After all, this place is blessed by the moon goddess, and we can only preserve some of the past traditions and continue the power of the flame."

"Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer of us remaining people from the Western Continent, and this time..."

At this point, Frans glanced at Katya beside him, heard his "great benefactor" cough lightly, and knew that it was not yet time to expose the "homecoming" plan, so he chuckled and ended his explanation.

Vann noticed that there was a little secret between Frans and Lorinsa, but it was none of his business.

What really piqued Vann's interest was Frans's story about a group of heroes who drove away darkness similar to the Blood Mist from their region.

Because this means that the blood mist can be completely dispelled!

As a player, Fan En knew very well that he would spend the rest of his life here, so he couldn't go back to his hometown and hoped to spend the rest of his life in a peaceful and tranquil world.

Vane knew he wasn't an optimist.

After arriving in the Blood Mist World, Van En inexplicably accepted the identity of "Blood Hunter" and the mission of pursuing the source blood. Having witnessed the strangeness of this place and with his body constantly turning into a beast, Van En felt somewhat pessimistic about the future of this world.

What Sir Francis said gave him a lot of confidence.

At the same time, Vann also discovered that after those great heroes succeeded, they sent their descendants to other continents to help, which showed a certain internationalist spirit.

This made him think:

"Perhaps those great heroes of the Western Continent over the centuries were also players like us, maybe even Chinese. If they could succeed, so can I. By uniting with the other players in the dream world, we will surely be able to tear through this eerie blood mist!"

After regaining his confidence, Van En felt that the winding mine tunnels in front of him were not so terrifying, and that what was hidden inside were not some scheming Blood God cultists, but rather stepping stones to his wonderful new life!

Swish!

See through the activation of arcane magic.

In the pale blue light, Vann clearly saw the decaying wooden frames and the garbage left behind by the miners of the past.

Ok……

That thing that looks a lot like Lazy Sheep's hair looks pretty new; it must have been Sir Francis's work when he was a child.

By this time, Van and his group had almost reached the end of the mine tunnel, where a fork in the road appeared on either side.

"Be careful!"

Sir Francis, who was walking at the front, suddenly lowered his body.

The atmosphere instantly became tense. Fan En and the others also squatted down, looking nervously at the fork in the road in front of them.

Sir Francis then pointed his sword towards the passage on the left and said:

"Back then, my friends all liked to relieve themselves there. Be careful not to step on it. My father beat me for so long because he stepped on my poop."

Van En, Lorinsa, and Katya's expressions froze for a moment, and they slowly stood up.

Lorene patted Sir Francis on the shoulder and whispered:

"Never mind all that, think about what places you found suspicious back then, and where we should go now!"

"Oh dear, aren't you particularly fond of cleanliness?"

Sir Francis offered a defense, then said:

"It's that one on the left. After we discovered it, even though we couldn't open it, we used it as a secret base, so we set up some 'landmines' there."

Meanwhile, Vann saw the location Frans had mentioned and found several clumps of Lazy Sheep's hair that had already dried out.

Ok?

Something's up!

Van En noticed that the lumps of food differed in time and size. Although the contents were all dried, it was clear that the food they had eaten was quite different.

Those large, new ones contain very refined food, and some fibrous tissue left over from mushrooms, vegetables, and fruits.

The food served to Sir Francis and his friends was rather meager, with very little in the way of vegetables and fruits.

Fan En looked towards the area near the "minefield" and noticed some old scratches on the wall. Inside the minefield, he could also see some blurry footprints left after stepping on "mines".

Instantly, a scene flashed before Van En's eyes.

One or a group of people with a high standard of living accidentally stepped on those 'landmines' and then rubbed against them unhappily.

But for some reason, they patched up the "landmines" here again.

Who would step on a landmine and then repair it here?

The answer is self-evident!

"It must have been those cultists! They came to the mine to restart the plan, only to be ambushed by Sir Francis."

"They did this to cover up their tracks, which only made things more obvious. Luckily, my hunter's eyesight is exceptionally sharp, otherwise I really wouldn't have noticed these details!"

Vane's eyes lit up, but just to be on the safe side, he asked Sir Francis:

"Sir...after you used the restroom here back then, did you ever come back? Or did anyone else come here?"

Sir Francis gazed at the minefield and said solemnly:

"No, because I was in bed for a whole week after I was beaten. Um... if anyone were to come, it would only be my father."

At this point, Sir Francis suddenly became alert:

"Mr. Vann, what have you discovered?"

"Yes!" Vane nodded, glanced at Rolinsa who was covering her nose, a mischievous smile appeared on his lips, and he vividly recounted his discovery.

……

Two minutes later, Lorinsa leaned against the wall:

"Ugh! Cough cough! Stop talking! It's disgusting!"

Katya, standing nearby, patted her back and comforted her:

"Sister, what's the big deal! We country folk use this to fertilize our fields! And if the kids poop in the fields, they get a beating!"

"Ugh! No..."

Lorinsa waved her hand.

"Hey! Sister, let me tell you, someone's stealing it too, and the two families will fight..."

Katya continued to vividly recount these interesting stories about rural life.

Fan En smiled to himself, thinking:

"That's what city bumpkins are like! But this Lorinsa is quite interesting; she doesn't find the terrifying blood mist beasts and flying limbs disgusting at all, yet she talks like this about these things."

Thinking of this, Van En's smile vanished instantly; he thought of that word again—

Vision.

"The people of the Blood Mist World have such extraordinary and bizarre spiritual vision..."