"Walter, don't you want to stop it?" "Stop it? Why should I stop it?" Walter looked up at Dickie Curtis. The Hunter's Guild is not a warm community of mutual help, but an organization full of competition and intertwined interests. Here, hunters fight each other, and sometimes one hunter accepts an assassination mission while another hunter accepts a mission to protect the same target. The final result often depends on which hunter is stronger and which hunter has more superb skills. The Hunter's Guild is just a role that provides a task platform. It issues tasks, and hunters choose to accept or refuse according to their abilities and wishes. The guild does not care what happens between hunters, nor will it intervene in their fights and conflicts. This is a free market, and everyone is responsible for their own choices and actions. In the splashing blood, the pig-headed butcher Oink stood like a killing god.
The butcher knife in his hand was stained red with blood, and the blade reflected a sharp cold light under the pale light. Every time the knife flashed, it seemed to bring a deadly chill, and even the air could be split in two. This was the first time Dicky Curtis faced such an opponent, and his nerves were extremely tense. The dagger in his hand was like an extension of his soul, flexibly turning at his fingertips, ready to meet the butcher's fierce attack at any time. The other hand held the pistol steadily, and the black muzzle told of a silent threat. Once the time was right, it would spray a deadly bullet. The butcher knife in Oink's hand swung with the rhythm of his breathing, sometimes slowly and powerfully, sometimes as fast as the wind, and the whistling sound that cut through the air was terrifying. This was a battle of life and death, and every intersection of swords and shadows could be a moment that determined life and death. Dicky Curtis's figure was extremely flexible, like a gust of wind, lightly shuttling around Oink's mountain-like body. Whenever the butcher's knife was about to fall, Dickie could always dodge it by a hair's breadth, making Oink's fierce attacks repeatedly miss. While dodging, Dickie was also looking for an opportunity to counterattack. Suddenly, he seized a fleeting opportunity, and the pistol in his hand spewed out flames. "Bang! Bang!" Two deafening gunshots echoed in the narrow space. The bullet passed through Oink's body with a trace of blood. Oink's skin was extremely thick, and Dickie Curtis's special bullets could not penetrate it, leaving only shallow scratches on Oink's skin. Oink was like a playful god of death. Whenever the knife flashed, it brought out pieces of blood, as if mocking Dickie's powerlessness. Every time the blade approached, Dickie deeply felt the threat of death. As the battle continued, Oink's power advantage became more and more obvious. His heavy pressure and overwhelming power made the assassin exhausted in the confrontation. Every time he collided with Oyink, Dickie could feel his muscles trembling violently, and he could be torn apart by this brute force at any time.
After a quick dodge, Dickie Curtis found that Oyink had revealed a flaw in the continuous offensive. Dickie's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, he held the pistol tightly, and shot at Oyink's vitals as fast as a venomous snake. He poured all his hope and strength into this shot. Oyink seemed to have a premonition of this fatal blow. At this critical moment, his burly body showed amazing agility and reaction. He waved the butcher knife in his hand and directly cut the flying bullet in half. Then, Oyink stabbed Dickie's abdomen with a backhand knife, like lightning breaking through the night sky. The knife spun fiercely in Dickie's stomach, and then a large amount of blood gushed out from the blade, staining the ground red, forming a shocking pool of blood. Dickie Curtis only felt a heart-wrenching pain spreading from his stomach to his whole body, and his strength seemed to be taken away in an instant, and he collapsed to the ground. And Oink's face was stained beyond recognition by the splattered blood. His hideous and terrifying appearance was like a demon crawling out of the abyss of hell, which was chilling. "Hey, why did you kill him? I just need a doll material here." Little Red Riding Hood squatted on the ground, with a hint of cruelty in her tone that did not match her appearance. She looked at Dickie Curtis lying on the ground, breathing less and less, and a trace of regret flashed across her young face, as if she was unwilling to miss a good doll material. Oink glanced at Little Red Riding Hood and said gruffly, "Sorry, I couldn't help myself." In order to make up for Little Red Riding Hood's "loss", Oink took out a tightly bound human from his dirty apron pocket and handed it to Little Red Riding Hood like a treasure. In Oink's eyes, this captive human may be able to calm Little Red Riding Hood's dissatisfaction a little, or it may become the material for her next "work". The moment the bound human saw Little Red Riding Hood, his eyes burst into bottomless fear and despair. He originally thought that he could escape the clutches of the horror by chance, but he only fell from one hell into another deeper darkness. Little Red Riding Hood gladly took the trembling human and looked him up and down with her cold eyes. She smiled with satisfaction and said in a sweet voice, "Very good, and it looks pretty. It will be very lovely if it is made into a doll." Under the desperate gaze of the human, he was horrified to find that his limbs began to shrink slowly. Soon, the ropes on his body loosened, but at this moment, his limbs had shrunk to the point of being unable to struggle. In a flash, the unfortunate human turned into an exquisite doll in a suit, held lightly in the palm of Little Red Riding Hood's hand. There was still deep fear and despair in his eyes, but his body was completely out of his control. From then on, he could only become a helpless plaything in the hands of this seemingly innocent little girl, at her mercy, unable to escape the shackles of fate. "Doll, do you like your new companion?" Little Red Riding Hood whispered softly, picked up the doll that had just been completed from the ground gracefully, and handed it to the old doll with a smile. There was anticipation and playfulness in her eyes, as if she was quietly waiting for the reaction of the old doll and wanted to observe a good show. The old doll's face flashed with resentment and anger for a moment. That expression revealed his painful memories of being turned into a doll.
The humiliation and unwillingness of being reduced from a free human to an immobile doll were once again touched by the appearance of the new doll. But the complexity and subtlety of human nature were fully revealed at this moment. The resentment on the old doll's face was quickly replaced by a gloating expression. The twisted satisfaction of seeing others follow in his footsteps gave him a little comfort from his depression. After all, finding companions in misfortune may alleviate some of his loneliness and pain. At this moment, footsteps sounded again in the corridor, and the sound of "click, click..." broke the silence in the room. Little Red Riding Hood and Oink turned their heads at the same time and looked at the end of the corridor. As the footsteps approached, a large group of powerful beings gradually appeared in their sight. Demons, feather tribes, elves... A large number of powerful people with terrifying auras appeared in front of Little Red Riding Hood and Oink. Faced with this sudden battle, the doll in Little Red Riding Hood's hand seemed to recognize some of the faces, and it immediately became motionless, as if it was really just an ordinary, lifeless doll. "Super strong?!" Little Red Riding Hood's face gradually became solemn, and her eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a slight vigilance. Although she was about to transform into an alien being, this did not mean that the alien being was invincible. In fact, most alien beings only survived for a very long time, but they were not invincible in terms of power level. Among all the alien beings, there were three strongest ones standing at the top, namely, Maosheng's Madness, the Lord of the Old Days, and the Candle Girl. These three alien beings are all at the strongest level, and they are headache opponents even at the strongest level. However, alien beings wander in the gaps between worlds most of the time. They are like travelers from another dimension, keeping a subtle distance from the void. They usually do not actively interfere with other creatures unless provoked or attacked. This attitude of "I won't mess with you if you don't mess with me" makes them not regarded as a direct threat in the void race. In fact, due to the extremely long survival time of the alien beings, some of which are even calculated in tens of thousands of years, the knowledge and experience they have accumulated are extremely rich. For some void races, this knowledge is a precious treasure. Therefore, sometimes they will communicate with the alien beings through specific rituals to obtain the knowledge forgotten by time. In this process, the alien beings often appear generous, because for them, knowledge is the least valuable thing. They are more willing to share this knowledge in exchange for something they are interested in, or simply out of curiosity and entertainment. Little Red Riding Hood glanced at the office door behind her, and a trace of doubt flashed across her face. She couldn't help but start to wonder in her heart, what is the identity of this new night doctor Lin Yi, who can attract so many powerful people's attention? She knew that there were very few absolute strong people in the entire void. For Lin Yi, a seemingly ordinary guy, a small half of the absolute strong people gathered here. This made her have a strong interest in Lin Yi's identity.
"Heaven Butcher Oink, and Fairy Queen Little Red Riding Hood." Walter's voice echoed in the air, calling out the names and titles of the two. Oink and Little Red Riding Hood were not surprised by this. It was not difficult for the absolute strong to understand their identities and strengths. "Okay, relax, we are not here to cause trouble for that little guy this time." Morton's voice was gentle and powerful, breaking the tense atmosphere in the room. His words made the originally vigilant Little Red Riding Hood and Oink relax a little. They knew that as the absolute strong, they usually have their own dignity and reserve. Unless they are as shameless as Green Gillian, most strong people will abide by their identities and codes of conduct and will not easily do anything that is indecent. At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Lin Yi's figure appeared in everyone's sight. When Oink and Dicky Curtis were fighting fiercely before, Lin Yi chose to avoid the edge and did not come out to make trouble. "You are all here?" Lin Yi saw Walter, Morton and others, and his face showed a little surprise. "Of course, you go back first, leave this to us." Lin Yi nodded after hearing this and said nothing more. He understood that since these strong men had gathered here, they were naturally capable of handling the situation at hand. "Who is this kid? I don't believe that an ordinary night doctor can alert you people to show up." Oink put the butcher knife back into his apron, obviously becoming very interested in Lin Yi's identity. Little Red Riding Hood continued to play with the new doll in her hands. She opened its arms to 180 degrees, with a mischievous smile on her face, as if she was pleased by the doll's painful expression. Morton looked at the reaction of the two people with a playful smile on his face: "Isn't that why you came here just for those two guys? Now they have appeared in front of you, and you haven't recognized them yet?" "Those two people... Doctor Abyss?" Oink's eyes widened, and he quickly ruled out the possibility that Lin Yi was a law destroyer. In his impression, the Law-Destroying Shadows were just a group of bandits, and it was impossible for them to come here in a good mood to help with treatment. In comparison, Doctor Abyss's identity seems to be more in line with Lin Yi's characteristics. "Well, don't talk nonsense after you get out. This kid hasn't grown up yet. He was assassinated as soon as he got here. I'm afraid this kind of situation will happen one after another." After saying that, Walter walked towards Dicky Curtis's body, preparing to use his ability to trace the source. This is also his special skill that allows him to gain a foothold in the upper echelons of the Hunter Guild. With this skill, almost no one can escape his pursuit. However, just as Walter was about to investigate further along the line of cause and effect of this mission, a dazzling light suddenly flashed and instantly cut off the line of cause and effect. Walter was caught off guard, so he suffered a bit of backlash, spitting out a small mouthful of blood. "What happened? What did you find?" Seeing Walter's performance, Morton knew in his heart that Walter must have tracked down something, otherwise such a serious reaction would not have been possible. Walter wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said solemnly: "No, the other party cut off the causal line before I could trace the source. But this also exposed a lot of information." You must know that the causal line is not so easy to cut off. If you want to cut off this thing, it means that this force has at least one destiny expert who is above the ninth level peak.
There is a lot of information exposed at this time. You must know that there are not many forces in the entire void that can possess this kind of strength. At present, most of the forces in the void have gathered here. After excluding them, there will be even fewer forces with this ability. "Ancient dragon, sun, death, sea of wind, witch and...arcana." When these forces were mentioned, the eyes of everyone present turned to the Howling King standing behind the team. This is not to imply that the assassins were sent by the Howling King, but rather that the assassins are related to the Arcane Eternals. As we all know, wherever there are people, there are bound to be power disputes. As the dominant force in the void, Arcane Eternal Star is not monolithic within itself. It can be seen from this time that Howling King and others teamed up to suppress Sephilia. There is obviously a lot of conflict between the elemental faction represented by Howling King and Sefilia's arcane faction. This contradiction is not even concealed in public, which is enough to illustrate its intensity. "The ancient dragon and the sun are temporarily unable to take action, and the person who just cut off the fate line does not have the aura of the ancient god." "I know something about the situation on Fenghai Continent. They are now involved in a war involving the entire continent. The war is raging. They can't protect themselves, let alone interfere with things here." With the disclosure of this information, everyone already has the answer in their minds. Although the witch community has not been completely ruled out as a suspect, everyone knows that there is no hostility between the witch community and Doctor Abyss. When Hill didn't encounter any misfortune, he and the Moon Witch were sisters. If the witch world had not encountered difficulties of its own and its leaders were unable to escape, the witch world might also be standing here at this moment, side by side with them. The name of Arcane Eternal Star is not mentioned now, just to give face to Howling King. After all, Howling King is also one of the rulers of the Arcane Eternal Star, so it would not be good to directly slap him in the face like this. "I'll keep an eye on this." No one was too surprised by the words of Howling King. After all, there were too many problems exposed by the Arcane Eternal Star this time. "Okay, then I'll leave this place to you." Morton glanced at Howling King. Although the relationship between the two parties was not a good one, Morton still trusted Howling King. At least he was much more trustworthy than that old lady Sephilia. After everyone left, Howling King informed the people of the elemental faction who were still on the Arcane Eternal Star about what happened here. Upon hearing the news of Lin Yi's attack, the elders of the Elemental Faction looked horribly gloomy. They felt the aggressive power from the Austrian Faction. They had already made concessions to Hill's attack on the elemental faction before, but this time the arcane faction is still so aggressive. Is it possible that they really think that the elemental faction is Ni Nirvana? "Haha, it seems that I haven't shown up for a long time. Does anyone think that my old man is dead?" In the middle of the table, a smiling old man looked at the message sent by Howling King. Although he was smiling, the aura on his body But extremely violent. "Barney." Someone called softly. "Great Elder." Everyone saluted the old man. This smiling old man is the great elder of the Elemental Faction. His generation is so old that it is impossible to verify. He is a real figure who has experienced the Second Era. In the Third Era, he chose to retreat behind the scenes and make way for the new generation of members of the Arcane Eternal Star. This is also the reason why King Lingfeng can sit in his current position.
If the great elder does not take action, it will be fine. Once he takes action, the sky will fall and the earth will crack. He calmly ordered: "The share of the Black Maple Tree in the Arcane Faction will be suspended in the past ten years." "Yes." Everyone answered in unison, knowing that this was the great elder's severe response to the Arcane Faction.