In the silent and dark secret room, Meng Haoran poured the tube of bright red blood onto the compass of his heart's desire, and then the world began to mutate rapidly, as if time had been reversed.

At this moment, gravity seemed to be absent in this secret room, and Meng Haoran and Geman began to close their eyes and slowly float in the air.

This kind of image gave Meng Haoran an unusually familiar feeling, and this so-called Wish Compass was an enhanced version of the memory regression machine in Assassin's Creed.

Meng Haoran felt like he was caught in an interlocking Möbius loop, as if the whole thing was like developing together from beginning to end and from end to beginning.

When the two opened their eyes again, they came to a strange and familiar place, Byron Kingworth.

After Geman woke up, he looked at Meng Haoran in front of him, and felt an indescribable weirdness.

At this moment, Meng Haoran was wearing a graceful and luxurious white evening dress, and with white leather gloves, his white and beautiful face was indescribably cold.

Young man, you can call me Professor Crawford, now tell me what your name is.

Geman immediately realized that he was currently in a very strange situation, and the woman in front of him did not seem to be the Professor Crawford he had just remembered.

Although Professor Crawford was just as serious at first sight, he had a lively, confident, sunny heart, and a pair of eyes that were confused but firmly believed that he would win in the end.

Although Professor Crawford in front of him was more beautiful and pretty, it gave Geman a more dangerous and deadly feeling.

Geman looked at the Croft professor in front of him as if he were a weak human facing the abyss.

Although Professor Crawford's whole body exuded a holy radiance, which was an extreme whiteness, Gholman knew in his heart that the extreme of things must be turned white, and the depths were the ultimate darkness.

At this moment, even if it is indescribably strange in the hall of this teaching building, although the teaching building in front of you is not a grand building, it is not as loud as before, and it can even be said to be empty.

Under the bright moonlight, everything in the school building was put in order.

The smooth floors, neat bookshelves, and all kinds of lab utensils were placed where they should be.

Dream. Crawford's white leather boots stepped on the striped wooden floor, and he felt nostalgic for the bright moonlight in the distance.

The infatuation of watching it made Geman unexpectedly recite a poem from the Far East.

The dew is white from tonight, and the moon is the hometown of Ming.

The bright moonlight and the bright starry sky have inspired the romantic and poetic fantasies of countless poets.

But right now, in this floor-paved room beneath our feet, there is a group of people who consider themselves scholars to satisfy their own selfish desires under the guise of opening up an evolutionary path for all human beings.

There are some ruins of ancient castles under Yanan, namely the ruins of Sumeru, the ruins of Loren City, and the ruins of Izzy.

There were once very prosperous civilizations that thrived in the underground ruins of Yanan, but over time they all collapsed. Loren City, in particular, has been transformed into a ghost domain in a terrible beast plague!

Taking history as a mirror, we can know the rise and fall.

From these highly civilized underground ruins, it can be seen that the brilliant civilization created by human beings is meaningless under the magic of nature.

Even those who are in high positions revere nature with great fear.

The ancient elements of earth, water, fire, and wind make up the whole of nature, and all things are reunited into the whole harmonious and unified world we see!

So would you like to join me in my hunt tonight? Tell me, would you like it?

Let's take a look at the literal meaning of the word hunter: a person who engages in the profession of hunting or refers to a person who has expertise in hunting.

People can often burst out with unparalleled power in desperate situations, but on the contrary, some people will show mercy in killing.

If you don't forget, there will be an echo.

If there is no repercussion, there will be a wound.

That's why I named the hunter's core skill Echo of Blood, which is a core skill that transforms the exploration, respect, fear, and love of blood into the absorption of blood, thereby improving the strength of one's whole body.

From now on, hunters who do not have the echo of blood are no longer hunters, and we do not have to close our brooms to cherish ourselves.

Geman, when you meet someone who is qualified to become a hunter, you can teach them the Echo of Blood.

Come tell me if you'd like to join the dream tonight. Crawford's hunt for the Pale Moon.

German did not hesitate to kneel on one knee at this time, Master Crawford's apprentice hunter German was willing to join the hunt of the Pale Moon tonight.

Dream. Crawford was very happy to hear this, and it was good that I finally had like-minded people on the way forward.

Come on, come with me.

Dream. Crawford gave Geman a folded weapon, which was the Scythe of Death that accompanied Geman throughout his life from extraterrestrial meteoric iron.

Whatever the name of the weapon before, from the moment German held him now, it was the Scythe of Death.

Dream. Crawford also turned to go in as he passed through a room, and took out two long swords, which were extremely dazzling European swords, and the ceremonial effect of this sword was more significant than the actual battle.

Dream. Crawford led German to the first room, where it was a sleeping child. Crawford said to German with a blank face: "Come, kill him, and let me see your determination to become a hunter."

Geman then waved his Death Scythe and held it high in the air, revealing the dream in the room. Crawford!

This ferocious and childish blow inadvertently hit the antelope with its horns, and there was no trace of momentum.

And the Reaper's Scythe is a huge weapon, and swinging it in such a small room is definitely a range of damage.

Dream. Crawford was caught off guard and couldn't dodge, was directly slashed in the abdomen, and immediately became furious, and immediately got up and swung two stabbing swords forward, launching a swift and fierce attack.

From the moment he held the Scythe of Death in both hands, Geman knew the strengths and weaknesses of this weapon, a powerful weapon that matched area damage with every attack!

However, whether the Scythe of Death is in an unfolded scythe state or a closed blade state, even the serrations on the knife can become a sawsaw state.

Regardless of the state, this weapon is a gap between long and longer, and the various states of this weapon can be described as a long-form weapon.

Therefore, this weapon needs to be supported by a flexible secondary weapon when it is used, but now Gorman does not have a flexible secondary weapon.

So Geman chose this small, confined field for himself as a battlefield for a surprise attack.

Dream. Crawford immediately exited the room after missing the blow, looking at German viciously as if he had scruples.

Dream. Crawford looked particularly angry at his torn evening dress, no one had dared to offend him in a long time.

And what's even more angry is that this kid actually used rhetoric to deceive himself just now.

German walked out of the room, and the two returned to the hall where they had spoken.

Dream. Crawford said, "Geman, you promised me to join tonight's hunt.

Geman smiled and said, "Yes, I promised to participate in tonight's hunt, but I didn't promise who I would hunt tonight."

Before I became a hunter, I was an ordinary human being, and I could slaughter anyone without any boundaries.

But once I became a hunter, I understood what it meant to be a hunter.

As a hunter, I can't kill my kind who still have a human identity and haven't fallen into the abyss.

That would make us beasts.

While losing humanity, losing some.

Lose your bestiality, lose everything.

But it is precisely because of the loss of some humanity that we have become beasts.

From now on, under the light of this pale moon, let us change from a wonderful life to a meaningless existence.

Come on! Dream. Master Crawford

Tonight, Trainee Hunter German challenges you with the Scythe of Death.

It was a battle between the first hunter and the first hunter, and it would be my honor if I could fight to the death here.

Dream. Crawford smiled contemptuously at this time, and suddenly said thoughtlessly: Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow will become a trio.

The reason why you are so confident is because there is a helper.