Chapter 1320 Weber, The Fat Guy

Before coming here, Darren didn't expect the participants to be so evenly spread.

This arrangement was perfect for minimizing any chances of interference between the participants.

That way, they could avoid getting distracted and focus entirely on exterminating the beasts to gain points.

The duration of the hunting game was stated in the manual; it would last for about three months. Once this interval was concluded, they would all be teleported out altogether.

"Stay quick on your toes. Don't fall behind!"

In unison, Darren, Lindsay, and Finley dropped from the tree, searching for potential prey.

Fortunately, they had already scoped out the area under the light of day and knew all the populated spots where the beasts gathered.

Soon, they arrived at the place they marked.

Just as they had observed, hundreds of fierce wolves were found to be living there. Brandishing their swords, Darren and Lindsay charged towards them with the intent to kill.

In just a few moments, the once-bustling spot filled with wolves was now besmirched in blood, corpses everywhere.

The points on their killing tokens bumped to 636 in one fell swoop.

However, when Darren checked the rankings, he was left stunned.

"The first place is at 79, 600 points already?"

What was more surprising was that the tenth place was sitting comfortably in its spot, having secured 60, 000 points. This competition was speeding along at a frightening pace!

With Darren's current speed, even if he chopped down beasts without a moment's rest, he still couldn't come close to achieving a rank worth bragging over.

"What should we do? We can't compete with that..." Lindsay expressed her concerns.

"Our hunting targets are all low-level beasts. At best, they can only earn us one point. In that case, the ones currently sitting at the top have probably killed the higher level beasts. Those must be worth thousands of points because of their difficulty level," Darren surmised.

"Yeah, that makes sense. Otherwise, it's not possible to kill that many beasts in such a short time." Lindsay's face lightened up again, feeling relieved.

"We should go for a bigger target this time. Let's go kill that Dragon Blaze Bear!"

Earlier in the daytime, they had observed one of the beasts whose skin lay ablaze. It was a hybrid, with a bear head and the body of a dragon. Clueless of its origins, they named it Dragon Blaze Bear, judging by its appearance.

In terms of strength, it boasted ranks close to the Celestial God Realm. It was not to be underestimated.

Feeling pressured by the competition, they rushed in the direction they last saw it without thinking twice.

However, when they got there, they were greeted by a mess. The damaged state of land vouched for the occurrence of a battle, and the aura of the Dragon Blaze Bear was no longer felt.

As they scanned the area for answers, they witnessed a

er of life and death, after all." Remembering something, Weber shook his head and heaved an exasperated sigh.

"What's wrong?"

"It's all because of that old dog. He assigned me a task to obtain three beast cardiac cores and that too of the Celestial God Realm. How can I not be scared?" replied Weber, gritting on his teeth between his words, eyes lowered to avoid their gazes.

"You don't have to complete the task, you know? Just escape," Lindsay suggested, attempting to raise his spirits.

"You think it's that easy, huh gorgeous? Don't underestimate that crafty old bastard. He imprinted a mark on my body. As long as there's a beast at the Celestial God Realm within a thousand kilometers radius of my location, it will come attacking me. And it won't stop till either one of us is dead.

That's not all. Even if I avoid these beasts, the mark on my body will spread its aura to cover the whole area by the last day. With that, every ferocious beast in this hunting ground will attack me, thirsty for my blood. I'll be torn to shreds!" Weber said, agitated at the thought of spilling blood.

"Then you probably deserve it. No wonder you refer to your master as the old dog. This all sounds a little too extreme for my taste." Finley smiled, looking up at the sky, hands behind his back, supporting his body as he leaned back.

"There's nothing I can do about it, he raised me. I'm bound to him, whether I like it or not," Weber replied, shrugging helplessly.

"Your master must be someone of high rank, right? If I were to guess, then he must be a master of the Superior God Realm," Darren said, lost in thought.

"It's useless to be powerful. He doesn't use it to protect me. Instead, he's always thinking of ways to be rid of me. He's nothing more than an old nasty dog." After a moment of silence, Weber curled his lips and said, "He said he was a supreme god of the new generation. Bah, he doesn't look like one at all!"