Chapter 340: 339 Transformation Slash

Chapter 340: 339 Transformation Slash

Chapter 340 Chapter 339. Transformation Slash

"If you want to follow me, then don't do anything. It can be seen that you are also a good hunter outside of Yanan. But the situation in Yanan is different, and most of the things you face are very different from outside. You should You know how stupid it is to rush in blindly when facing an unfamiliar monster, right?"

Henrik kept walking on the stone road. He was a man who had lived in Yanam for a long time. It could be said that he watched this city be built.

Compared to a foreigner like Lan En who could get lost in just two steps, the rugged and winding road was as clear to him as the distance from the living room to the bedroom at home.

The young man following him spoke calmly and calmly.

Im not a fool, Henrik. Im a professional hunter who can support himself through hunting.

Henric was slightly silent as he listened to the words behind him.

Breaking into Yharnam on a hunting night is calm and collected.

Outlander.

These hunters who come to Yanan from other places are always like this.

They have already developed their hunting skills outside and came to Yanan in search of blood therapy.

The young local hunters in Yanan, even those who have participated in several hunting nights, are probably not as calm as the guy behind him.

Not because of fear, but because only the local hunters felt it most clearly. The lycanthropic patient they hunted might have been an ordinary citizen of Yannan half an hour ago.

Perhaps they passed by each other with smiles and hellos in the morning.

Thats why its best for hunters to be outsiders, because they never hesitate to strike.

That's why people in Yanam hate strangers, because they know what kind of work they come here to do.

Subsequently, Henrik became taciturn as he entered working mode.

The habit of mumbling to himself is different from that of many demon hunters Lan En met in the magical world. He just works silently and efficiently.

I dont know whether this is the professional habit of comrades from another world, or Henryks personal habit.

Bang!

The gunpowder burst into flames in the barrel, pushing the ammunition in the barrel to fly out, briefly brightening the dimly lit streets of Yharnam.

A lycanthropic patient with a pitchfork in his hand and messy hair growing all over his body under the linen shirt he was barely wearing.New novel chapters are published on

Before he ran over and stabbed the pitchfork, he was hit in the left shoulder by Henrik's musket.

Just like the Victorian style of this city, the metal barrel is also engraved with flashy patterns.

"When foreigners come to seek blood therapy, they must first go to the Healing Church, which is the origin of blood therapy. The church has always had a great demand for hunters. As long as you agree to become a hunter working for the church, the blood therapy schedule can be advanced much earlier. , they will also provide you with logistical support.

At least I will give you a free hunter pistol and a transforming weapon. There will also be an advance salary and a cheap but comfortable rental house.

Lan En's hand left the scabbard and walked closer to Henryk, his expression not wavering because of the bright future being discussed.

I just want to spend the current hunting night safely. Maybe Im ignorant, but Yanan is really a bit too exciting.

The mutated townspeople, the hunters hunting on the streets, and the normal people who are accustomed to all this, you even made me think I was at the end of the world.

"The end of the world? Hey." Under the yellow mask, Henryk chuckled, whether it was irony or exclamation, "This is a good metaphor."

Soon, he changed the subject.

But tonight? Cant talk about it.

This is just an ordinary hunting night, far from the end of the world.

While speaking, even if only the slits of his eyes were exposed on his face, Lan En could feel that he seemed to be trapped in some terrible memories.

It was only a moment in time, but the feeling that penetrated deeply into the bones was very clear.

It was so clear that Lan even thought he had really experienced a doomsday-level hunting night

"There should be eight or nine hours left, and the night should be over."

Lan En changed the topic and looked up at the sky.

Through the gaps between the layers of buildings in Yanan, I saw the ray of the huge moonlight overhead.

Do you have any plans for the rest of the time? Or are you just going to wander around and hunt?

Henrik roughly cleaned up the layer of blood on his coat and stood up.

Those abnormal blood have a texture similar to viscous oil.

I have a regular partner. It will be easier to find someone trustworthy to partner with on hunting night.

Looking forward to meeting your partner.

Henrik shook his head in disbelief.

Unlike me, he is a kind-hearted guy. If he can help others, he should be very happy.

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