The bounty hunter was munching on a drink by the wheat field, celebrating for himself that a large order was about to be 'completed', when he heard footsteps in the distance, but seemed unconcerned.

He could have burned the wheat field directly, but the bounty hunter's arrogance was at odds, and after hearing Francis's commotion in the town, he decided to take him down and let Francis watch the wheat field burn for himself.

Francis re-energizes his mechanical heart, spitting steam from his mouth, and whenever the mechanical heart beats at full speed, Francis feels that his life is so powerful.

As he walked towards the bounty hunter, he uncorked the bottle and drank a variety of enhancement potions, while smearing the 'Alchemy Bomb' sword oil on the Black Gang Sword.

The source of physical strength, muscle stimulation, owls, fire resistance and many other types, Francis drank them all.

The bounty hunter, realizing that Francis was getting close enough, turned unhurriedly and said with a smile; "Three gunshots, so you're a firearm player. I know the dungeon might not be able to trap you, so I'll only leave you with three shots. ”

Francis tilted his head, drew his black sword, and said slowly; "I use a sword, idiot."

This was the first time Francis had fought an extraordinary, and he decided to go on the safe side, after all, most of the time humans are much more cunning than monsters.

The bounty hunter stripped off his shirt and unfolded his extraordinary mutations, his skin hardening as his limbs grew large and his teeth stretched out long and sharp.

Incarnate as a wolf, a werewolfoid who walks upright.

"Is that toothpick in your hand as hard as my claws?"

The totemic bounty hunter said with scarlet eyes and drooling.

Francis looked calm, and slowly pressed the hilt of the sword against his chest with both hands, charging the black sword.

The alchemically transformed Black Gang Sword can help himself with a small spatial leap after being charged by the mechanical heart, and Francis looks at the distance between him and the totemized bounty hunter, silently estimating the approximate charging time.

Eventually, the blade roared with steam, and the miniature atomizers on both sides of the blade spewed out a large amount of hot steam.

The tremendous acceleration from scratch could not have been withstood without the mechanical heart and the modified body, but Francis only felt like a run-up.

Accelerate, re-accelerate, close to the speed of light.

Almost flickering, Francis pulled in front of the bounty hunter and gripped the hilt of his sword from low to high.

Fang was still watching Francis's bounty hunter engage in 'showmanship', and the next second he found that the huge claws on his hands had been cut off, and at the same time, a red wound more than a meter long appeared on his chest.

"Now we know which is harder, sword or claw."

It all happened so quickly that the bounty hunter covered his wound and didn't react for a moment.

Francis exhaled a breath of vapor and calmly placed the black sword into its scabbard, wiping the fresh dirt that splashed next to his nose.

"Still in a daze, idiot werewolf? You're slow, reckless, and dare to threaten Elsa. ”

After saying that, he clenched his fist and charged it in the same way, and everywhere he was charged, hot and almost liquefied steam would come out, and the brightness of the small circuit on his arm was suddenly a little dazzling.

Francis threw a punch that knocked the wolf-like bounty hunter away, shattering a row of ribs in his chest.

The bounty hunter who was now sent into the wheat field whimpered a few times, and his body shrank back to his human state, looking delirious.

The extraordinary power of the Wolf Totem-derived pathway will allow mutants to have quick mobility and stamina after activation, and can become invisible in the moonlight, while Wolf Howl will further increase their abilities. However, compared to other derivatives, the wolf totem still belongs to a somewhat chicken-ribbed mutation method, because low-level mutants often shrink back to human form due to huge blows, so it is very rare to be able to advance to the highest level after years of fighting.

Francis was also a little surprised, this extraordinary person was far from being able to fight as he imagined, and thought that he would at least fight for a while.

In the bounty hunter's blurred vision, Francis took the double-barreled Pfister musket from his back and walked slowly towards him.

A sense of near-death despair enveloped him, and the bounty hunter desperately tried to say something begging for mercy, but his mouth was full of broken teeth, and he could only whimper and wail incomprehensibly.

"You have some connections in the church, you can tell them in the next life that Francis, the man of the Messiah, will come to the royal city at another day, and you don't have to trouble them to find me." Francis pointed the muzzle of the gun representing the coming of death at the bounty hunter; "By the way, no one can hurt Elsa, not even threats."

With that, the fiery serpent jumped out of the muzzle, and the last moment of the bounty hunter's life, in addition to desperately begging for mercy, was to witness the flying flames pounce on him.

After all this was settled, Francis was surrounded and blown by the autumn wind, and the wheat field was so quiet.

The undulating wheat fields resemble the undulating sea, and from this moment on Francis embarked on the path of original sin, just as others seek the throne to repair the walls.

Kill your own kind or be killed, purify monsters or become monsters, the carpet leading to the throne must be full of blood, there will always be someone after you, and you will never stop hunting others.

Feverishly, or forced to be helpless, but in the end the people who embarked on this path were all the same color, mixed with a dull gray between black and white.

The Scarecrow witnessed everything about the wheat duel, and after a long silence jumped up to Francis, "Grunt." ”

The Scarecrow has been around for an unknown amount of time, and it has turned to many people to protect it, but those extraordinary beings who once had a resolute and clear eye have all turned into monsters and died in front of the throne.

Maybe Francis would have been different, the Scarecrow could have sensed that he came from a very magical place, a promised land of steam and steel.

Francis still didn't understand the language of the scarecrow, but looked at the scarecrow with a smile on his face and said; "I must be looking for something, even if I don't know, Scarecrow, like Vincent has been looking for you."

Even though he had seen the mural and confronted the Supreme, Francis still had no idea that the people of the Moon House Project would choose him.

If you listen to Pfister, keep fighting, keep going, and finally the steam will make everything take shape.

'For Elsa. ’

This quote is a creed that pushes Francis further.

Collect blueprints, find the throne, and transform yourself enough to repair the wall.

Seriously, who would spend a thousand years plotting to make the heir bear such a huge responsibility?

Francis shook his head, now only carrying the original sin and heading to his end.