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“……”

Just as he was about to go over and talk, a change suddenly happened to the woman.

The woman shivered violently as if she were in the cold of winter, and a cry of sorrow emanated from her throat as if it were in great pain.

"Are you alright?"

This woman's condition is very abnormal.

At this moment, the curled up woman suddenly arched her body, and then let out a cry that did not look like a human being. I saw the white church dress on the woman's body bulge violently, as if something was about to emerge from it. The clothes were torn suddenly, and a large amount of blood gushed out from them, and what appeared under the torn clothes was not a human body. Something beyond the scope of human volume came out, and the woman's body swelled four or five times at once, and the enlarged body was covered with white hair.

“……”

What had once been a woman turned its head, revealing its head resembling a deer-like sheep.

With a sheep-like head and horns, a body covered with white hair, it turned into clawed limbs, and the woman became a beast.

At this moment, he read the other party's message, and the woman was Amelia, the rector here.

Has the rector also become a beast?

Although he did not know the specific system of the medical church, the rector was definitely not an ordinary member of the church. The other party has also turned into a beast, combined with so many beasts encountered on the way, it is likely that the medical church in this area has also fallen.

And now he didn't have time to think about it, and the other party was visibly hostile to him after turning his head. Although a white cloth covered the other party's eyes, he could feel that the other party had locked onto him.

The opponent's size surpassed almost all the enemies encountered before, and a retreat was taller than a person, which can be said to be extremely dangerous.

He immediately used a fire charm on his staff, which was lit with flames that could inflict a flame attack for a period of time.

As he prepared, the rector Amelia also turned, and the other party stood upright in a half-crouched position, two alienated paws clasped together in front of him as if in prayer.

He noticed a golden pendant peeking out between the fingers of the other person's left hand, which seemed to be protected by him.

Suddenly, the rector's body jerked forward, and because the other party was so large, he suddenly closed the distance to him, and at the same time the claws of the recessor fell on him.

He immediately stepped back, fortunately there was some distance before him, so that he could calmly avoid it.

However, the floor cracked open with this blow, and a puff of dust kicked up, creating a powerful impact. If he had gotten any closer, I'm afraid that the aftermath would have shaken him away.

The rector Amelia then caught up and struck again, his right claw slicing across the ground in a row, sending a gust of wind and dust.

Under such a fierce attack, he kept retreating, and did not try to fight the opponent hard.

After dodging the attacks continuously, he noticed that the opponent's left hand attacked much less than his right hand, only occasionally swinging a few times, and attacking much less frequently than his right hand.

It seems that because of the relationship between holding something, the other party probably does not want to break it.

Is that something important to them? Even if it turns into a beast, it is tightly guarded in its hands and is unwilling to let go?

He remembered the conversation with Hunter Jura again, "Those are not beasts but humans".

The other party's performance now seems to reflect this more profoundly.

However, he couldn't stop, and even if he knew this, he could only kill the other party for the sake of his own life.

Rector Amelia leaped to his feet, her size making it easy to cross long distances.

He had been prepared for the other party's advance, and at the moment of its arrival, he dodged to the right.

He moves in the right direction on the left side of the opponent's hand, and since the opponent's left hand can't attack at will, he focuses on attacking from this side.

Swing the cane that turns into a whip, and the flaming blade falls on the opponent's body. The blade tore through the other's body, and the blood stained the white hair.

After being attacked, the rector Amelia immediately turned around, not in the slightest sign of his growing size.

But he still moved faster, and as the opponent moved, he also changed direction and chased after the attack.

After several lashes in succession, the rector Amelia turned around and jumped to the side, distancing himself from him.

I saw that the rector Amelia did not attack again immediately, but kept his distance and folded his hands in front of him in a prayer posture.

Just when he was wondering about the other party's intentions, he saw that the other party's body was glowing, and the wound caused before was healing rapidly.

The other person has the ability to heal.

Finding this, he immediately rushed forward to attack, absolutely interrupting the opponent's recovery.

Continued to shoot at the opponent, but the opponent still did not stop.

Eventually, he rushed up to the other man and whipped his whip to interrupt their recovery, but at this point he was also exposed to the claws of the enemy.

Amelia, the rector who interrupted the healing, swung his claws, and he could no longer dodge them, and took the blow head-on.

He fell backwards, but fortunately, he finally activated his ability to weaken the opponent's strength.

Immediately injected with a blood transfusion, he rolled away from his follow-up pursuit.

The rector Amelia followed him closely, and he saw him frantically swinging his claws, but he dodged them one by one.

Just when the other party raised his hands and wanted to smash it, he dodged to the left side of the other party and fired several shots at the other party. The rector Amelia, who was halfway through the attack, was unsteady on his feet for a moment, and he fell to the ground with his legs bent, and he immediately rushed forward and threw a blow to implode.

It should be a relationship that was strengthened before, and this time the attack power was even stronger than before, and a large amount of blood gushed out from its body.

The rector Amelia let out a mournful cry and turned his body to try to retreat, but he did not intend to give the other party a chance to escape, and followed in pursuit.

After several attacks in a row, the opponent's body was already scarred. Although the other party tried to heal the injury, he would be interrupted at the beginning of each time.

The process was repeated over and over again, and when he himself was covered with wounds and almost exhausted in blood transfusions, the rector Amelia finally reached his limit.

With a scream, he detonated with a single blow to finish off the enemy.

The rector Amelia fell to the ground and could no longer move, only to see a golden pendant fall from her left paw, the last thing she had in her hand.

He picked up the gold pendant, an ornament that was nothing special, but which he had carefully tucked away.

Leaving the body of Rector Amelia, he looked at the table where the other had prayed before, where a beastly skull shimmered.

It was a light similar to the wisdom of a madman, and he leaned closer and put his hand on it.

At this moment, a stream of information flooded into his mind, similar to when absorbing the wisdom of a madman, but much clearer.

It was a clear memory—

"Master William, come and say goodbye to you."

A voice rang out in the darkness.

"Ah, I know."

An old man sits in a rocking chair and shakes his scepter.

"You're going to betray me, too."

"You're still that stubborn. However, I will not forget that vow. ”

"We become human by blood, transcend man, and lose our humanity."

The old man said in his soft voice.

"The ignorant must fear blood."

"You've taken care of the teacher."

With the sound of the old man's footsteps moving away, everything turned dark again.

"Fear the blood of the ancients. Lawrence. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.