"Whether in Baloto or Gerry, people's understanding of bounty hunters is still in a very rudimentary stage, and I am also risking my life to fill this gap in academia, the origin of bounty hunters has always been different, the most reliable theory is that bounty hunters were once slaves of demons, just like the demons of fire occupied Balotto, demons will not kill all humans, but will leave strong people to work for them, and even transform humans, transform people in the direction of demons, and bounty hunters are born。 Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe so-called bounty hunters are actually a general term, and they are not all like the 'Dragon Slayer' Fayol with wolf-like eyes, many famous assassins and alchemists, such as ' Quick Knife 'Randers also belongs to the ranks of bounty hunters, and Randes is no different from ordinary people as a hunter, the only difference between them is the difference between a cup of potion, and this potion is called demon blood, and the hunter who drinks the demon blood will mutate and have the power that ordinary people can't have, then some people will ask: why doesn't Landes drink demon blood, then he may not be hanged. That's because the demon blood has extremely strong side effects, most people can't bear the pain and die, and the few who survive, I'm afraid the notorious Landers is also afraid that he will die after drinking the demon blood.

I'm more interested in Fayol and I'm going to have to pay a visit to him when I get the chance. ”

- Professor Fabinsted, Gerry Medical School, "Bounty Hunter Research Notes"

Senjie felt a sharp pain in his chest, a piercing pain in his neck when he moved it, it was a wound left by the bloodsucking of the blood, and his last memory was that Fayol had run away with him, and he couldn't remember anything after jumping down the hill. He turned his head with all his strength and saw himself in a thatched hut, and Fayol was boiling something, muttering words that seemed to be casting some spell.

"I thought you wouldn't make it, but it's not good. Fayol poured the boiled potion into an empty bottle in his pouch, walked over to Senjie, and released the healing magic, Senjie's pain suddenly lessened.

"Mr. Hunter, I know I'm going to die. This is not the first time that Senjie has faced the threat of death, at this time he not only has the fear of death in his heart, but also the unwillingness to die.

"I gave you our special antidote first, but ordinary people's bodies can't withstand the high-purity Darien potion, so I have to dilute it, but this can only relieve the toxins in your body, not completely cure you. ”

Senjie saw the hesitation in the hunter's eyes, "There must be some way, Mr. Hunter, it's all a death anyway, you don't have to hesitate." ”

Fayol picked up the potion in his hand and put it in front of Senjie's eyes, "There is only one way to strengthen and transform your body, this potion is called demon blood, which may save you, or it may kill you." ”

"The latter is more likely. ”

"That's right," Fayol was still maintaining his healing magic, "before we drank this potion, we were trained in potion tolerance and pain tolerance in Sclint as children, but only three of the ten people who drank this potion survived. One of those who survived had a lifelong cripple and a mental breakdown. ”

"I don't have any faith in what you say. Senjie smiled wryly, a forced smile on his pale face.

"You're still alive, I'm not an alchemist, I don't know what happens when this potion and vampire poison work in your body at the same time, but it's up to you to decide. ”

"Quietly waiting for death, or going through endless pain and ushering in a negligible new life, I would still choose the latter. ”

"Remember, I'll make a sip in your veins first, and infuse a mixture of Darion and demon blood into your veins, Darion will reduce the toxicity, and then you'll have to drink a sip of the potion, first of all, it's a sharp pain, then you'll have to bite the wood, don't bite off your tongue, if you're dizzy, I'll wake you up with magic, you'll try to stay awake, and finally you'll have to drink all the demonic blood, and whether you can survive depends on your will." ”

Fayol picked up Senjie, tied his hands and feet, cut Senjie's veins with a knife, injected the potion into Senjie's veins, and then made him drink the first mouthful of demonic blood, and when the potion flowed into his throat, it was like being burned, and it didn't take long for the potion to start working,

Senjie's stomach began to churn, the blood began to boil, and the tiny blood vessels on his body also appeared from the skin, Senjie had never felt his heart beat so strongly, and his head felt like it was about to burst.

Fayol never imagined himself facing such a scene again, and he did his best to strengthen his healing magic, and he knew that the strength of his magic would not bring much relief to Senjay. The wood in Senjie's mouth had been bitten to pieces, and the pain in his whole body was far stronger than the scratches of a vampire, and Senjie fainted all of a sudden.

"Little wizard come to his senses!" Fayol tapped Senjay's head, Senjie woke up, "I can't stand it anymore, let me die!" A heart-rending roar shook Fayol's ears, and Fayol ripped off the corner of his cloak and shoved it into Senjie's mouth to prevent his tongue from being bitten.

When Fayol came to Senjie with the rest of the potion, he wanted to put an end to this, and he also knew that if he stopped at this time, Senjie would surely die.

Senjie drank the rest of the potion, and with it was more powerful pain, his body began to twist, the joints of his clenched fists began to turn white, and sweat from the pain continued to flow from his head, indeed he was always looking for a way to give himself a way to be free, Senjie knew that at that moment he was so eager to be free, and he woke up again and again, if it weren't for the constant flashing images of his relatives, lovers and friends in his mind, he felt that living was a pain. Time seems to be stretched infinitely, and Senjie feels like he has fallen into an infinite loop of purgatory.

As Fayol examined the hunter's body, lying beside an ancient well, surrounded by the ruins of an ancient palace, "he was killed by an arrow through the throat in his back, clean, with burns on his sleeves and chest." Did he hold a burning pillar of fire and be killed by an elf arrow, or was that so-called woman really the legendary zkla?" He heard the sound of feet stepping on vines in the grass, the sound was extremely small, he immediately took precautions, and with a whoosh, a sharp arrow grazed Fayol's throat, and Fayol reflexively threw a fireball, hitting the archer man, and there was no sound of human voices or monsters burning in pain, but the grass began to wither and burn, and a ranger-like elf stood up, but his body was glowing with fire.

"Zikla, I didn't expect to be an elf, it's funny. ”

"The king's territory, trespassers, kill. "Another elven arrow is ready to fire.

"Can't you just have a good talk?"

"Suffer death!"

In the distance, a new bounty hunter is observing the live teaching of the old hunter.