Chapter 1314 1286. Fear of fire
Just like the difference between church hunters and ordinary hunters.
Church hunters founded by Ludwig mostly use heavy weapons such as [Church Stone Hammer] and [Ludwig Holy Sword].
Because they are under the direct jurisdiction of the Healing Church, they have to hunt more terrifying and weird beasts according to the orders of the Church.
Therefore, the musket in Ludwig's hand was much heavier than the hunter's trumpet gun, but it only fired a single mercury bullet.
Range and power are increased at the expense of portability and stamina consumption.
Henrik felt as if every tiny movement he made was being seen through. Just facing Ludwig's gun, he felt suffocated as all routes of action were blocked.
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The palm that originally held the meat saw slowly loosened, and Henryk's tense muscles also lost their strength.
At the right time, Ludwig also put down the gun in his hand.
Henrik's hand reached under his trench coat, but Ludwig didn't move this time.
As Henrik took out a blood collection bottle and threw it to Mark, Mark raised it with the same ugly expression and gestured towards the hunters.
He also recited the package number written in small words on the bottle.
Being able to decipher the information of this package number is proof that he is an insider of the church.
This is an accurate blood collection bottle produced by the church.
Finally, behind Ludwig, in the eyes of the hunters shining with desire, Mark grabbed Henrik's hand, raised it, and stuck the needle into his arm.
The usual cold pleasure invaded the body from the blood vessels and spread to the deepest part of the body.
But this time, Henrik had a sullen face for the first time, and did not show an expression of intoxication and enjoyment while picking up the blood collection bottle.
Somehow, the young hunter even disliked this thing.
"Those who are left, those who don't have regular blood collection bottles, and those who came here after the time limit has passed."
Henrik's body was enjoying the abundant vitality brought by the blood collection bottle, and it was simply addictive.
But he felt sick mentally.
This conflict between body and mind made him stutter when speaking.
"They're just, they're all going to die, right?"
Henryk's eyes were fixed on Ludwig: "In the entire Yanan, how many people have gone up to the church town? One thousand? Two thousand? Then you are going to block the road and let the remaining people be burned to death?!"
Ludwig did not avoid Henrik's gaze, but instead kept looking at him with tired and pained eyes.
On the one hand, he was observing the reaction of the injection blood collection bottle, but on the other hand, Henryk felt that he was punishing himself in this way.
"Moral dilemma. Yes. Moral dilemma has been repeated countless times throughout the ages."
"Can life be measured purely in terms of quantity? Whose life is nobler and more important than whose life?"
Ludwig pursed his lips tightly and whispered.
"But what can we do in the face of lycanthropy, young man?"
"Humanity has continued to the present precisely because in the long past, there were always people in each generation who made their decisions at a time and place similar to this moment."
"Today, it was the Healing Church who made the decision for Yanan, and I was the one who implemented it. I will feel uneasy about this, and even want to die in pain, but I will still do it."
"So yes, young man."
How to bleed prey and cut them into pieces
'But they are normal. ’
Ludwig was so sure in his heart.
It's not because he knows every hunter here and is familiar with their character and past that he has trust and confidence in them today.
He was just certain that these hunters had been injected with many regular blood collection bottles produced by the Healing Church, and [Blood Therapy] would cure all their problems.
The body, and even the spirit, everything is not a problem in front of [Blood Therapy].
But thinking about this, Ludwig made a 'pop' sound and held down his shaking head.
"Woo!"
The muscles in his cheeks were trembling and twitching uncontrollably.
This beastly disaster could not have come at a worse time.
He had just participated in the hunt for a strange beast and struck the final blow.
The beast might have done something to him at the end of his life, causing him to feel extremely uncomfortable and even unable to control himself.
With a 'pop' sound, another blood collection bottle was pierced by Ludwig on his neck, which made him feel a little more relaxed.
"This is such an unfortunate coincidence."
Ludwig gasped and murmured quietly.
If you give him a few more days, no matter how stubborn the problem is, [Blood Therapy] will surely cure it.
And now, Lawrence and the others must still be studying the monster's body, right?
If their research yields results, their own situation will definitely be solved directly.
However, it happened to be now that he had just returned from hunting!
The hunters have gradually gone away, and they will intercept all those who want to enter the upper church town on the road.
Although the church has closed the road, once the number of people increases, who knows whether the damage caused will reopen the road?
As these hunters began to leave Ludwig's control and received permission to kill at will, the strong smell of blood and gasoline began to come from afar.
Old hunters not only like to make their prey bleed, but they are also very old-school and agree that ‘fire should be used to deal with wild beasts’.
In the flames that almost set the entire city on fire, the air was heated to the point of making it noisy.
The crazy and hysterical laughter and yelling of the old hunters during the hunt, as well as the screams and wails of humans, were all faintly heard in the trembling flames.
Ludwig only felt that the right side of his face began to twitch uncontrollably, and it became more and more frequent.
But because he didn't feel much discomfort, he didn't continue to inject himself with the blood collection bottle.
The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and the sound of killing became farther and farther in Ludwig's ears.
until
There was a 'crash' sound.
With a regular, steady pace, stepping on the blood that had accumulated deeper and deeper, he walked not far away from Ludwig.
"Before I ask, 'Is this road still possible?' I have to confirm it first, just to be on the safe side."
Lan En tilted his head, looked at the 'thing' not far away opposite him, and said.
"Do you still know what you look like now, Ludwig?"