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Gou Quan: "A hamburger..."

The fat man was overjoyed: "Holy crap, I got a strange item for a hamburger! Gou Quan, you're a business genius!"

Zhao Hao couldn't stand it anymore. What kind of people were these?!

"Stop joking! What time is it? I wasted my Qixi Festival date because of this piece of junk, what am I going to do now?!"

The fat man's smile vanished. Pointing to the dark green pendant, which appeared to be of ordinary quality, he said, "What does this thing look like?"

The pendant is only about the length of a little finger, its green color is uneven, and its shape is very irregular. The carvings are also somewhat strange…

Zhao Hao stared at it for a long time, still unsure: "Is this an eagle shaped like a dog? And it even has wings! A winged dog!"

Gou Quan shouted, "That's right! It's a dog!"

With a hint of fear on his face, he said, "I was hoping to make a little money by collecting some items! I almost got eaten by that disgusting dog!"

After receiving the pendant the day before yesterday, Gou Quan also felt that something was wrong.

He had nightmares all night, constantly hearing a strange dog barking coming from the distant sky. It tormented him all night!

When he woke up the next morning, the gang leader was dead! It seemed he had been bitten to death by some wild animal!

He'd been Gou Quan's boss for countless years; it was impossible to remember. But the way he died was so bizarre, it left a deep impression. The black thugs were terrified, after all, they were very superstitious.

At the time, Gou Quan didn't realize the seriousness of the situation. It wasn't until the afternoon that he saw the dog.

It was a long, slender, strange-looking dog with bat wings, a neck somewhat like a lizard's, and an unusually long, bizarre, and ugly mouth.

It descended from the sky, intending to attack Gou Quan. Just then, a gangster with a cigarette in his mouth opened the door, prompting the large dog to pounce and bite off half of his face!

At the critical moment, the instinct to survive kicked in, and the body took off running before the mind could react.

The strange dog seemed to become quiet for a while after killing someone, and it didn't pursue them.

Gou Quan, who had escaped, realized at this moment that the dog had killed his boss yesterday, tearing half of his neck off!

Just like this unlucky guy today, he managed to ward off disaster for himself.

His previous experience in the underworld market gave him a high tolerance for such things.

He thought to himself that he hadn't done anything else these past two days and shouldn't have gotten involved with something like this! Then he thought of the pendant!

He tried throwing the pendant away, once down the drain and once into the river, but it always ended up back in his pocket. It didn't even take long!

He even considered throwing this thing into the church! To make it fight against God!

However, time is running out!

He could feel the strange dog getting closer and closer!

He seemed to often hear the strange dog barking in the distance, and the sound of bat wings flapping overhead.

If Gou Quan hadn't already absorbed a lot of things from the underworld, he might have ended up like that homeless man, losing his mind due to this mental shock...

The fat man said, "If I'm not mistaken, this thing should be a Wild Hunt deathhound."

"The Wild Hunt is a monstrous god, a monstrous god who worships hunting. Many cruel demi-humans in the underworld worship him and take pleasure in hunting their targets."

"He is very active in the Americas! I had never heard of him in the Song Dynasty; I only heard about him after I came here."

"It is said that his followers are divided into two factions, some of whom take pride in a kind of honorary hunting ritual and pursue glory and a sense of accomplishment in the hunt."

"The other faction, on the other hand, reveres the most cruel and brutal killing. They kill their chosen targets, whether weak or otherwise, pursuing a frenzied bestiality to please that terrifying, monstrous god."

"It is said that these Death Hounds are the creation of the Wild Hunt. After selecting their prey, they do not kill them immediately. Instead, they relentlessly pursue and harass them, killing those around them to warp the prey's mind, eventually driving them insane under unbearable mental pressure. At that point, the Death Hounds will tear the prey apart and devour it along with its soul..."

The fat man patted Gou Quan on the shoulder: "At least you managed to escape from a Black Iron 5-star Death Hound. You're pretty good!"

Seeing his expression, Zhao Hao and his companion knew that the fat man had a plan, and they relaxed a lot.

Zhao Hao pointed at Gou Quan and laughed, "He always has a knack for escaping!"

Gou Quan actually looked smug: "I have participated in 38 large-scale street fights, 12 gun battles, and been ambushed no less than 30 times, but I have never been injured!"

Zhao Hao punched him, as if collecting some interest for ruining his date: "What are you so smug about?! Is this a good thing? Sooner or later you won't be able to avoid that shot!"

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Chapter 57 Killing the Dog

Elena arrived home safely. Her mother, Mrs. Sarah, was a little surprised because she knew Elena had made plans to see a movie with their neighbor, Zhao Hao. Why was she back early?

Elena didn't think much of it. "It's because Douglas suddenly had something urgent and asked Brother Zhao for help."

Mrs. Sarah comforted her, telling her not to be upset, "Boys always have things they have to do. You have plenty of time. Besides, my daughter is so wonderful..."

"Of course, Mom, of course I won't be angry."

Elena returned to her room and took out the paper-cut dog that Zhao Hao had given her to play with.

This is a very flexible, thick paper, somewhat like parchment, not ordinary paper.

Elena smiled and placed the paper dog on the bedside photo frame.

……

Zhao Hao and his two companions are making some arrangements.

Although to ordinary people, death hounds are like the Grim Reaper, the fat man felt there were ways to defend against them.

Zhao Hao didn't quite understand what the Ghost God was. He even asked Fatty, but Fatty didn't know much either. All he knew were bits and pieces of information he had gathered from different people over the years, as if he didn't have any systematic information.

The fat man said that only those prestigious sects with a thousand-year history have enough knowledge of these strange gods.

However, the general consensus in the inner world is that the Ghost God is not a being of this world. Even if He has been to this world before, or is currently sleeping in some corner of this world, He is still an alien species.

Some of these strange gods appeared in this world very early, even before many myths and legends.

Some of these mysterious gods have had a profound impact on this world, and some of the creatures they created have even multiplied in corners of this world.

There are so many bizarre creatures in the Otherworld; it's impossible to say which one is a creation of a strange god or a race that worships it.

Those strange gods are extremely dangerous to this world.

Because that death-hunting hound pursues its prey in a very bizarre way, neither the inner world nor the outer world can escape its pursuit. Even crossing the sea won't help. So the three of them didn't plan to try to escape.

In Fatty's words, that thing is definitely not a bronze-level existence, so we still have ways to deal with it.

The three began to prepare to kill the dog!

Hunting dogs will approach their prey stealthily when it is calm, and then intimidate it or attack it directly in various ways.

The three made preparations and found a place in the suburbs to use as a battlefield.

At midnight, a cloud gradually obscured the moon.

In that instant, a dark shadow flashed through the air, followed by the sound of rapidly flapping wings.

Then came the characteristic whimpering and panting sounds of canines, which began to linger overhead.

However, this time the hunting dog failed to find its prey.

The shadows that seemed to linger in the sky began to descend.

It didn't even spot its prey!

Hunting dogs naturally have ways to track their prey, and these methods are so sophisticated that ordinary supernatural means cannot conceal them.

However, this method can only determine a general area, not down to the meter. It's roughly a circle with a diameter of twenty or thirty meters. That should be sufficient.

But now, there are only a few stones and a few lonely saplings below, and then nothing at all.

However, its instinct to track told it that the prey was right there.

For the first time, this monster, which had devoured countless people, felt doubt.

About fifty meters away, Zhao Hao and the fat man were hiding in a concealed spot, observing the monster in mid-air.

It's called a dog only because it looks similar, but its body proportions are long and messy, and the shape of its head is not even symmetrical. It's very long and tilted to one side, which is annoying to look at.

Its body is hairless, but it has a layer of skin that looks like it's wearing a diving suit. Its two bat wings are also different sizes and are not in the same position.

This thing would never exist in nature. Even after being exposed to the Fukushima nuclear radiation, it wouldn't be so distorted!

Zhao Hao possessed high perception, coupled with his demon-hunting senses and aura-observation abilities, allowing him to see things with remarkable clarity. That immense, unnatural sense of unease caused a dull ache in his stomach, as if a hand were kneading his internal organs!

The higher one's spiritual insight, the greater the danger. This is especially true when facing these bizarre monsters.

The slender monster, about two meters long, gradually descended; it needed to carefully search for its prey.

Zhao Hao was secretly delighted and whispered, "It's done!"

The fat man on the side grinned. Once they landed, half of the plan would be complete; the other half was the safety of Gouquan.

He used himself as bait to lure the Death Hounds, but the Shadow Elixir could only make him disappear visually, not enough to shield him from their pursuit.

At this moment, he stripped naked and covered his entire body in soot from the bottom of a pot. Soot, also known as "hundred-herb frost," is a medicinal material that carries a unique kind of human energy. It can, to some extent, shield one's own energy, making it undetectable to those who are different.

Only with the addition of that Shadow Escape Bead can one conceal their figure within a small area.

To ensure his safety, Zhao Hao took out all the paper shikigami he had recently made and placed them on his body. The fat man also used a folk magic from the Song Dynasty, hoping to protect Gou Quan from harm.

Zhao Hao nodded to the fat man, "I'm starting!"

The fat man nodded. "I'll go!"

Before he finished speaking, he shot out like a cannonball, covering more than ten meters in the blink of an eye!

He carried a Mauser pistol in one hand and a small golden mace in the other, with a yellow gourd tucked into his waistband—he looked quite imposing! If only he weren't so fat!

"You beast, take this!" the fat man shouted as he fired his gun. Bang bang bang, three pieces of flesh flew off the hunting dog's body, leaving three finger-sized craters from which black, viscous substances splattered.

The fat man was holding a psionic pistol that could fire psionic bullets. But when he shot at the Deathhound, it was like hitting a muddy puddle.

At this moment, the fat man was very close to the hunting dog. He jumped up and swung his one-handed hammer at the dog's head!

At the same time, Gou Quan's location was also exposed.

He was actually less than five meters away from the death hound, and he could almost smell the stench coming from the monster's mouth.

Since they couldn't hide it any longer, they quickly threw out the dozen or so paper figures they were carrying, as Zhao Hao had instructed.

With this movement, the effect of the Shadow Orb disappeared, and he was exposed.

At the same time, the twelve paper figures that landed on the ground transformed into twelve fully armed warriors under the influence of psionic energy.

The hunting dog was caught off guard by the fat man, but instead of attacking or retreating, it suddenly turned its head and stared at the exposed Gou Quan.