Dream Hunting Game Chapter 40: Primitive impulse

This is already the second head to be beheaded. Fast squinted his eyes, staring closely at the woman who swung the sword to decapitate Cynthia.

She seems to be crazy, and the smile on her face makes people feel that the central square at this moment has become a feeding ground for evil spirits. How on earth can Fast escape from such a woman?

But everything in front of me is not the end at all, everything is just the beginning.

Since the end was approaching, Shamir suddenly raised his head to look at the moon, and was stunned.

At the moment of Cynthia's death, the two Shantaks suddenly raised their hands high, as if praying to the sky for something.

A series of unknown words came out of their mouths, as if they were calling for something.

On the night of the full moon, the four arms raised high seemed to be supports to hold up the moon disk. Looking up at the sky, a black shadow stepped into the moon disk!

The light of the moon is gradually being swallowed.

Take a bite.

Two bites.

Three mouthfuls.

The moon is like a piece of cake being eaten by an unknown monster, gradually losing all its vitality!

The light is gone...

Then the tremor of the ground came, this slightly suffocating tremor was like the involuntary fear of the ground under the feet for the approaching object.

The earth is trembling!

The sky is turned upside down!

It's so dark that you can't see your fingers...

In the darkness, Fast could still hear Varud's whisper, but he couldn't even see the other's face.

"Is it Japanese..."

Walud couldn't get the answer, because at this moment, Fast felt that the old seal engraved on his back was bursting out with an astonishing heat, which seemed to burn his soul to death!

The old seal was originally made to fight against the unknown. At this time, the old seal told him with pain that the indescribable **** was about to come.

……

Located at the foothills in the northwest of Shamir, two men wearing Dark Moon Sword masks were asking a male hunter in an unfriendly way.

"Boy, if you want to die quickly, answer us honestly, otherwise those two guys will be your end."

The black-haired man with the Dark Moon Sword grabbed the male hunter's hair and pointed to the two male corpses lying on the ground on the other side.

The corpse looked as if it had been hit by a truck, and its limbs were twisted in a strange shape. It was not a twist, but a collision. The man who was caught knew exactly how this strange wound was caused.

"Bah, I despise robbers like you the most!"

The man sprayed his saliva on the mask of the black-haired man. The man who had quarreled with Fast showed amazing resilience at the last moment of the dream. I don't know if Fast will give him some Like.

The black-haired man didn't seem to care about this. Instead, he turned his head to look at the red-haired man who was counting the spoils and asked, "I have to kill this guy. It seems that this guy can't say anything."

The red-haired man stopped writing, looked at this side, and said in a dissatisfied tone: "Are you blaming me for killing Douding? Come on, you think he won't die, we still have more Is there a chance to make this business? Obviously not."

The black-haired man was very dissatisfied with this attitude. He let go of the palm of the passerby's hair, raised the hammer-shaped weapon placed at his feet, and hit it hard.

With a muffled bang, accompanied by the sound of skull shattering, the passerby man died.

But the black-haired man was obviously not relieved, and continued to beat the body of the passer-by with a hammer weapon, just like a brave man who killed monsters in a game.

"Hey, Black Star, did you really kill him? Don't blame me for not reminding you, if there are guys we can't deal with among the remaining people, I won't be responsible."

Red Hair reminded Black Star while recording it in the Hunter Manual.

But the exchange was indeed black star's ridicule.

"Heh, the hunter who participated in the dream is not something we should worry about? I am more concerned about the beheader. I don’t think you have the opportunity to let the other party come into contact with filthy blood.”

"Plan? I have long thought of a sure-fire method. Do you want to know what kind of method it is?"

There was a strange temptation in Hong Mao's tone, which made Black Star involuntarily interested, but subconsciously he still felt that it was too difficult.

"Cut, what method can you think of? The filthy blood must stick to the opponent's body or weapon to function. Are you going to drink it yourself and let that woman cut it?"

The red hair was surprised and said: "Wow, I didn't think you already knew it, yes, this is the method, as long as she cut it off, wouldn't it be all right?"

"What are you talking about, you can think of such a stupid method? The gap in strength is too great. The moment you took out the filthy blood, that woman must have taken action, and it is impossible for you to drink it Yes, if you drink it now, I'm afraid you will die of poison before we find that woman, it's just a fantasy."

However, Black Star is not prepared to put this plan into action.

At this moment, Hongmao approached Black Star silently, and said in a low voice: "Who said I drank it..."

"Even if I drink it, we are still facing the same situation. As long as it is a living thing and comes into contact with filthy blood, there is only one end..."

Black Star seemed to be still thinking about the plan, and didn't notice the change in the red hair at all.

Under the mask on the red-haired face, an uncontrollable joy is condensing into a reality.

"Who said it was going to be given to the living..."

"If you don't give it to the living, do you give it to the dead? You didn't... wait... you, ah!"

Although Black Star had already reacted ~IndoMTL.com~, this kind of hindsight could not save his life. Death turned into a pair of blooming roses, which wet the lapel of his hunter coat.

A knife passed through his chest and pierced his chest at the same time.

"I don't have anything? I have everything... go, partner, see you in Dreamland."

Red Mao's deep voice was full of magnetism, and at the same time his plan was officially launched, and Shamir's noble and gorgeous figure appeared in his mind.

Ah, this is simply a work of art!

He couldn't wait to smash this work of art into pieces, and in order to achieve this goal, he did everything possible!

With the death of the black star, the sky seemed to darken. At first, he thought that the red hair was just an illusion, but when he stared at the moon, a huge eye was emerging on the surface of the moon. Then the squirming eyelids slowly opened.

His eyes were fixed on him.

At this moment, Hongmao felt a fear beyond the limit. Facing the sight of this fear, his soul played a waltz mixed with death!

However, the lunatic didn't retreat because of this fear, but trembled and laughed out loud.

"Hehehe...haha...hahahahaha, it's so beautiful, what the **** is this? What the **** is this? But why is it so beautiful!"

He knelt on the ground and prayed like a believer.

And the eyes on the moon were bent into crescents at this time, as if they were indulging in joy.

At this moment, the moon ghoul descended, and all creatures in the world fell into ecstasy.

This is the manic instinct hidden in the biological body that has been imprisoned for countless billions of years.

This is the most beautiful primal impulse!