Blood of the Hunting God

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After witnessing this thing with my own eyes.

Hunters will be able to deeply understand this fact.

It doesn't make much sense to kill the flesh and blood of the god outside.

That thing is essentially the gathering point of the filth in the entire Corrupted Field and the Cursed Forest. It is the source and at the same time a gathering place. Unless the filth in the entire Corrupted Field and the Cursed Forest can be wiped out in one go, it will be impossible to truly solve it. that thing.

But here, in this fantasy dream, what I am facing is the filthy heart in the concept in the real sense.

As long as it is eliminated once, the problem of the entire area can be completely solved. In the true sense

The root of everything that runs.

It's just like……

Like... a purposely designed loophole?

Hunter couldn't explain why he thought this way.

This filthy power that links the entire region determines the source of its survival, just like a purposefully created loophole.

and many more.

The three-layer sealing measures of the Cursed Forest were originally prepared in advance.

The goddess of the earth, to be precise, all the old gods and the group of top human beings who are closest to them, should be ready to face the attack of the filthy power again.

They should have made many different preparations in order to deal with the re-attack of different intensities by the filthy forces.

But judging from the status quo later, these measures basically declared failure.

But, perhaps not quite so.

Just like the filthy heart that finally showed the whole picture in front of my eyes, the plan of the old gods, in the final stage of execution, all the emergency measures originally planned failed, and the unstoppable start of the filthy power Sweeping, the moment when the three gods in the starry sky descended and gathered the surviving humans.

At that moment, the final plan implemented by the old gods, perhaps, was to leave a shortcut for the future to solve the problem.

No.

It is for what is bound to come in the future.

It is prepared for the legendary [savior] who will inevitably come after the entire civilization has fallen into a desperate situation, who can help them solve the pollution problem, and is a road specially prepared for this.

It is at this very moment, this one that appears in front of me, this one in the form of a conceptual dream, is linked to the core of the filthy power.

【Ah ah ah ah ah--】

Amidst the roaring sound, the giant black-gray hand suddenly fell down.

Boom!

The sound of sweeping shattering spread across the land where only darkness existed.

And the hunter was already striding forward in the next moment, swiftly shuttled forward, raised the giant sword in his hand, and pointed directly at the huge figure in front of him.

Pointing straight at the Foul Heart, which represents the final nightmare.

Chapter 180 Three: Beyond the Dream

The buzzing sound only lasted for a short time and then stopped quickly.

Together with the intense light, it also slowly dimmed at this moment.

"That is……"

Abigail, who stared wide-eyed, saw the white flowers gathered layer by layer.

Huge, completely enveloping the hunter and the remains of the monster, a huge white flower that is more than ten meters in size.

In just the blink of an eye, it was completely covered, and there was no way to see the hunter and the wrecked body of the monster anymore. Just like this, an extremely huge flower bloomed in this underground space.

"Mr. Hunter..."

Closing her eyes, at this moment Abigail seemed to be able to vaguely feel the power that was violently revolving within the flower.

Mister Hunter is figuring out how to deal with the power of Foul Heart.

He used some special power of his own to solve this thing in depth?

Is it the power of dreams?

Seems somewhat similar, but not quite the same.

"Mr. Hunter can't be disturbed. He is trying his best to solve the filthy heart. It is necessary to ensure that the flower will not be attacked."

It only took a short time for the little girl to quickly judge this point.

"So is that also the power of a hunter? The power released through the medium of flowers is really very romantic."

Alhazred nodded involuntarily.

"It seems that there should be no enemies here. After all, the only monster has been subdued by the hunter, but we still have to be as careful as possible. After all, it is a filthy heart. There may be any dangerous changes. "

Andre was quite vigilant, moved his body and quickly began to pay attention to the surrounding situation.

It seems that there is no danger around.

White flowers covered this dark world, illuminating this abyss with their own gleam, and they continued to spread outward.

The huge flower that completely wrapped the hunter and the mutilated monster body, the petals shrunk slightly at this moment, and changed from the original blooming appearance to a bud-like posture. I don't know if there will be further changes in the future.

Abigail walked out from behind the collapsed stone pillar she had just hidden in, and looked around at the same time, thinking about whether she had missed something.

Then, the girl who realized something looked towards the black land among the flowers in the next moment.

"Those cut flesh and blood..."

What about the twisted and deformed filthy flesh that was cut off by Mister Hunter?

Has the flesh and blood dissipated and disintegrated?

Has the flesh and blood been reduced to ashes?

At this moment, the girl's gaze swiveled rapidly.

Left, not seen.

On the right, neither.

There seems to be no problem before and after.

Maybe I was thinking too much?

No, you can't take it lightly. At such a critical moment, you must be extremely vigilant.Maybe it's just thinking

The instant the problem is solved, the accident will happen unexpectedly.

The flesh and blood was not found, it may have dissipated, but there may be other situations.

If you are not sure of the outcome yourself, get others involved.

"Mr. Alhazred, Mr. Andre, pay attention to the ground. Mr. Hunter, the flesh and blood from the monster he cut off just now is gone. It is still unclear what happened to the flesh and blood that was cut from the filthy heart? "

At this moment, Abigail reminded her companion without hesitation.

"It's true... I didn't see those parts that were cut off."

Andre quickly looked around, relying on the memory left by seeing the hunter fighting just now, thinking about where the cut flesh and blood might exist, but he couldn't find a single piece of flesh and blood, as if the opponent had completely It's like dissipating.

"This is indeed a bad possibility. It is so big here, and there are these flowers blocking the view. If there is any problem, we may not be able to find it immediately. Leave it to me, I have Some means of detection."

The skeleton candlestick lit a flame, and the mystic scholar's expression became serious at this moment.

【AHN'T GOF'N——】

An incomprehensible and strange incantation was uttered from Alhazred's mouth at this moment.

The scarlet flames kept flickering, and he raised the skull candlestick in his hand high, and an indescribable force was projected down.

"Tsk... This feeling is really uncomfortable..."

Andre, who was holding the hammer, took a step back, feeling an instinctive sense of rejection at this moment.

"This is...huh?"

Abigail, on the other hand, felt a strange feeling of being spied on by something in an instant.

However, this feeling only lasted for an extremely short moment, and then, she had a strange feeling that the other party's gaze actively bypassed her, avoiding herself, and was unwilling to stay on her body, as if the other party was looking at her. Like actively avoiding her.

It feels... really weird...

The little girl had a lot of doubts at this moment, but considering that now was not the time to entangle with such issues, she chose to remain silent and not speak.

Silently, spread out.

The sight that descended following the call of the mystic was looking around.

The white flowers swayed gently at this moment.

It seems that at a certain moment, a certain force among these flowers instinctively attacks this prying sight.

However, it seems that there is some kind of manipulator behind the flowers. Before the power is fully released, it gradually calms down and stops its own rhythm.

And that line of sight has passed through those huge stone pillars, passed through those broken and collapsed stones, and looked further into this empty underground cavity.

"found it!"

The next moment, Alhazred suddenly widened his eyes and turned to look behind him.

That thing was found!

The twisted and filthy flesh that was torn from the monster's body by the hunter.

those things...they...

"careful!"

Andre's roar sounded in the distance.

And the stench has already approached the mystic scholar in an instant.

Click!

In the sound of tearing, a tentacle broke instantly.

But the stench of the wind did not go away at all, on the contrary, it went one step further, as if the gate of death had been opened, embracing Alhazred, and came up fiercely like this.

boom!

As the gunshots flew by, the feeling of approaching death suddenly disappeared.

And a somewhat arrogant man's voice sounded in the next moment.

"Although it may be a bit late, the good show is not over yet, right?"

Disma said so, and slowly walked out from the edge of the sea of flowers.

Chapter 180 Four: I am deeply broken

Surge, vibrate.

A deeply broken self.

Memories, emotions, experiences.

Familiar things have lost their outline.

Nothing but darkness remained.

Hollow, broken.