Hunting wild boars is not an easy task.

Especially when hunting adult wild boars with strong fangs and hard sideburns, it is often necessary for the hunter to find a good angle for the first arrow to penetrate deeply into the boar's body when it is unprepared, causing a lot of wounds and internal tears, effectively limiting its ability to act.

Obviously, the broken arrow, which only sank into the boar's body for less than half a finger, failed to complete the mission of the first arrow.

Everyone rushed to the place where the boar was with the valet, and the scene became more and more embarrassing:

The boar's movement was not limited by injuries, but it was still agile and full of speed, and it could easily break out of the encirclement, so that the crowd had to follow closely and surround it again.

The boar's fangs were sharp and straight, and no one in his entourage, including the captain of the city defense team, had any intention of intercepting it head-on, let alone taking the initiative to fight it.

Licensed hunters and rangers are also a headache. Depending on their hunting style, they will choose another target, or sneak around and lurk behind the boar before attacking it again.

But at the urging of the mayor's children, they tried to draw their bows and arrows, but neither the arrows nor the crossbows could easily hurt the boar—the arrows flew head-on at the boar, and nine times out of ten they would be dodged, or bounced away by twisting their bodies, and only hurting their fur.

Ophiecher looked at Finn, and Helena and Cornelia, who had returned to Finn's side. Their appearance indicates that none of them will participate in the hunt.

He thought to himself, a few of them, including himself, were probably no longer treated as ordinary people by people outside the world of extraordinary power. At this time, a rash move may also cause everyone's unhappiness and sideways.

"Ahh

A flying arrow finally took advantage of the boar's unpreparedness and penetrated its side and back of the body. The besiegers couldn't help but let out a soft cry of joy as they approached the injured boar.

I saw the maid biting the root, quickly approaching the wild boar and chopping a small wooden shovel, and then retreated in panic.

When a hound saw that the wild boar did not fight back, he immediately flew and pounced. The boar twisted and straightened its head, its fangs flaming at the reckless hound. The hound flew two or three meters out of the boar, and fell to the mud.

The hound had been disemboweled, and its internal organs had been squeezed out of the wound by the impact.

The people didn't look at the hounds twice, but still tried to attack the boar in their maximum attack range.

Ophiecher felt that Finn's posture beside him had adjusted, so he glanced at Finn with his peripheral vision, and saw that the latter's eyes were down, as if he was staring at the hound's corpse.

He focused his attention on the hound with some confusion, but saw a black unknown object squirming in the hound's wreckage, and the hound's body twitched with it!

"Spread out!"

Finn gave a quick instruction, and everyone was stunned at first, and they all hurriedly retreated four or five steps from the boar under this small but clear notice.

Before they could be confused, a black shadow leaped between them towards the boar, and the boar's muffled cry pierced the eardrums of the people.

In an instant, the boar had been torn open by the black shadow, and collapsed to the ground on its side, allowing its little source of life to flow out of the wound.

The black shadow turned around, and saw that there were no more hounds on it, and six limbs were twisted to support the body, and the body had many more muscles in a chaotic position, wriggling to stretch the body that was originally a hound bigger and bigger, and the messy hairs on the skin were growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the chaotic and terrifying torso was gradually obscured.

The kiss on its head was smiling, rows of fangs were growing and lengthening wildly, and a pair of pure black eyeballs were about to burst open and look at everyone.

"Monsters——!!"

The servant guards with wooden shovels, who had been standing close to the boar, turned and ran as they yelled, lest the increasingly strange hound pounce on them and tear their throats. The nobles with crossbows and crossbows were a little further away from the hunters, and after glancing at the solemn Finn look, he only stepped back quickly, as if curiosity and fear had prevailed for a moment, and he wanted to see how Finn responded.

Finn had somehow grasped a short rod that was no longer than an elbow in his right hand. The tip of the short rod is embedded with a crystal ball that is slightly larger than the eyeball, and the negative color streamer similar to Finn's eye flows in it, which is quite uncomfortable to see.

He held his club horizontally like a sword, the tip of the rod pointed forward, and strode toward the monster. The monster, which no longer had the appearance of a hound, made a motion that looked like a terrible head, and soon suddenly curled back with a whine of resentment.

The whining was so far removed from the soft hum of the animal that Ofeichher felt harsh to it, as if a wire had pierced through his eardrum and penetrated inward, and the objects in front of his eyes became dizzy and blurred, and he had no energy to think.

Ofei hesitated slightly, reluctantly concentrated his thoughts, turned on the spiritual vision attached to [Monoselos], and studied what he saw in front of him.

In the vision, Finn's backpack was a mixture of green and blue, while his body was an extremely rich red, but there were some mottled colors in the red, as if mixed with a little cyan. The tip of the short rod he held seemed to form a gravitational point, and the nearby light mist fell into it, forming a strange inverted lens-like effect on the outer layer, and the color of the crystal ball could no longer be seen under the blessing of these "special effects".

The suddenly distorted hound had a pale green on its body, a lumpy green on its abdomen that was spreading outward, and a pale green on its heart that was invisibly deepening.

As Finn walked further towards the monster, it seemed to be added a layer of "visual effects" - the pale green light mist and particles were accelerating towards the skin, and the pale green at the heart seemed to be gradually flowing out, and even some of the pale green was leaking through the skin and floating towards the top of Finn's short rod.

Extreme exhaustion permeated his brain, and Ofeichher even felt something in his mouth pressing down on his brain and eyeballs. He hurriedly turned off his spiritual vision, and he already felt as if he had been drinking a refreshing drink for several days in a row and reading day and night, and it seemed that he had taken several big exams in a row, his brain power and energy were extremely overdrawn, and he was forced to maintain his mental concentration by the refreshing drink.

The deep mental exhaustion and the harsh distraction nausea pressed at the same time, and Ofeichher was so overwhelmed that he almost bent over and gagged.

In the afterglow, he saw that the monster seemed to be gradually shrinking and changing, and it had somewhat regained the outline of a hound. Finn leaned forward, his body tense like a leopard ready to jump back with all his might to dodge.

The transformation of the monster into a hound seems to have suddenly stuck on a bottleneck, pulling back and forth. Ofiicher suddenly recovered his thoughts, and thought slightly: Is Finn trying to reverse this distortion process and bring the monster-like demons back to normal? However, according to the definition of demons and monsters, none of them seem to be transformed from normal creatures......

Just as his thoughts were wandering, he heard an unpleasant and disgusting sound of flesh cracking.

Poof!

The hound quickly swelled back to the shape of a monster, and finally collapsed and broke it too much, and its eyes popped out directly with the red and black blood.

"The experiment failed......"

He heard Cornelia whispering beside him, exhausted and disappointed.