Beneath the blood-colored sky, there was a strong stench emanating from the deserted streets.

The smell is like a pile of salted fish soaked in water, and it makes people frown just by smelling it.

With a faint portal lit up, a dream-like ethereal phantom appeared in the middle of the street.

Smelling the stench emanating from all around, the slender figure hurriedly raised his hand to cover his nose, and grabbed a handkerchief with his other hand and waved it, as if trying to dispel the stench.

Soul hunters, an alien species among ghosts.

Unlike other ghosts that directly devour and absorb souls, the way Soul Hunters hunt is very unique.

Their way is similar to symbiosis.

Possessed by the target of his choice, the two souls are connected to each other, constantly cultivating their own goals, making their souls stronger and stronger.

When the target is strong enough, she will start to enjoy the food, the food she has cooked herself.

Because of this, the Spirit Hunters look down on other people of the same kind, believing that they are just a bun of uncivilized dirt buns.

In their eyes, the same kind is like a pig that rushes into the vegetable field and frantically gnaws cabbage, and is good for nothing but gnawing cabbage.

But they are chefs, skilled chefs who can make dishes of their choice of cabbage and hunt other souls as side dishes along the way.

They know how to enjoy, and they are like two species with other people who only know how to destroy.

Straightening his pitch-black robes and wiping the adjutant medal on his chest, the Spirit Hunter walked gracefully down the dirty street.

Looking at the ruined buildings around him, looking up at the blood-red sky, the soulbreaker's eyebrows furrowed more and more.

As a soul hunter who likes to travel everywhere, this guy can be called a man of erudition and a typical miscellaneous scholar.

Although knowing knowledge may not come in handy, knowing is understanding.

Unlike the Lich King Aland, a scholar who plunges headlong into the ocean of magic and goes all the way to the dark, the Soul Hunter is well-informed.

The Lich King Aland didn't even know what a car was, so naturally he hadn't been to the modern world.

But the Heartbreaker has been there, and it has made a lot of waves in it, killing a lot of people.

So looking at the buildings around her, she could see at a glance what kind of world it was.

Develop the world of technology!

"Hey, that lord is Sarah, I think it's the leader of the Rose Legion, it's not like the name of the modern legion, it seems that I didn't win the jackpot."

His eyebrows furrowed slightly, and the soulhunter who knew he had found the wrong place did not choose to leave directly.

Since they're all here, she has to get some loot, otherwise she will come empty-handed and return empty-handed, wouldn't it seem that she is very useless?

Of course, he couldn't just throw away the opportunity to get ahead.

And this world is not quite right, there is actually a convergence of several energies spreading in the air around it.

The breath of death of the undead! Demonic blood! And a unique atmosphere!

The three forces are intertwined and are constantly influencing this small world, polluting the sky and the ground here.

And the blood-red sky above is the best proof of pollution.

I can make the whole world look like this! I'm afraid that the person who shot it is not a god but also a demigod!

Just as the Spirit Hunter was looking around, there was a sudden sound of scrambled footsteps in the distance.

A teenager crawled towards him, and seconds after he ran around the corner, a monster with a vague human appearance but severely twisted limbs emerged from the corner.

The scythe-like limbs swung wildly, cutting the ground one after another.

The twisted monster chased after the boy with great speed, its bloody mouth wide open, and its jaw even split in half! It's full of fangs!

"Don't! No! Don't, ahhhhh ”

Looking at the monsters chasing closer and closer, the panicked teenager even lost the food in his hand.

With a slump under his feet, the boy instantly fell to the ground.

Almost at the same time, the monstrous monster had already leapt up and stabbed at him with its limbs outstretched!

Seeing this scene, the corners of the soul hunter's mouth curled, and his body turned into smoke and disappeared in place as he writhed.

"Let's use you as a plaything this time."

The illusory green smoke burrowed into the boy's body at an extremely fast speed.

Almost at the same time, the monster with its heavily twisted body had fallen from the sky.

Looking at the oncoming monster, the young man's mind went blank, he was just an ordinary person a few months ago, where had he ever seen such a battle.

At this time, let alone resisting, he was even frightened in place.

At this moment, a soft voice suddenly remembered in the young man's ears.

"Raise your hand, kill it."

The voice sounded, and the young man who was blank in his mind obviously didn't react, but his body seemed to be commanded, and he instinctively grabbed the screwdriver on his waist and stabbed it out with all his might.

With a click, the screwdriver pierced through the forehead of the falling monster, which made the monster's limbs limp, and the whole person hung down on his body.

But even if it was a critical move, this monster was not dead yet, and its limbs trembled and continued to exert force, leaving scratches on the ground one after another.

It's a pity that the central nervous system is destroyed, and at this time, the limbs do not obey the call at all, and they cannot form effective cooperation at all.

Looking at this monster that was not dead, even the well-informed soul hunters were stunned for a moment.

(Is the tenacious vitality a product of that third force?) It's kind of interesting. ）

The thought flashed through the mind of the soul hunter, but the soft voice in his mouth continued.

"Cut off its neck and destroy its limbs."

At this moment, the young man who was already on all fours and crawled away, listening to the constant sound in his ears, for some reason a surge of courage welled up in his heart.

This is the Enchantment ability of the Spirit Hunters, who can influence the minds of their less powerful targets, causing them to change subconsciously.

Even with the level of existence, they can make each other their puppets through the accumulation of long-term intrusions.

It's just an ordinary boy, how can he withstand the bewitchment of a lord-level soul hunter.

His eyes turned red instantly, he pulled out the kitchen knife behind his back and pounced on it regardless of it, aiming at the monster that was still twitching on the ground with a frantic slash, and the move did not leave his neck.

After five or six slashes in a row, the monster was finally decapitated.

However, after losing its neck, the headless corpse was still bouncing wildly on the ground, and its limbs began to swing wildly, in a vain attempt to attack the enemies who hurt him.

The young man who saw this scene suddenly dissipated the courage in his heart and hurriedly ran into the distance.

And the soul hunter hidden in his soul also frowned at this moment.

What a terrifying vitality! And why is there no soul in this body? Where did his soul go!

What is the origin of the third party who has changed this world?

Looking at the headless monster that had healed the wound on its neck in just a few seconds, the soul hunter became more and more curious.