Mysterious Hunting Ground

Chapter 149 149. Hunting, the Second Nocturnal Species

Dean cleaned the room, woke up the front desk to compensate for the property damage, and then stood guard at the hotel door until Leo and his daughter entered Camille's room.

He drove into the rain curtain and chased after a red chain floating in the rainstorm. The crazily turning wheels made the water on the road splash wantonly.

In less than 5 minutes, he found an abandoned red Ford pickup on the side of the road, with four flat tires and no one in the car.

Outside the car fell a strange middle-aged man in a coma, and the hedgehog head was still moving at high speed outside the city in the tracking perception.

"Hedgehog head robbed a car? But didn't kill anyone?"

Dean placed the man under a dry roof and continued his pursuit.

For twenty minutes, the Bronco drove east along I-80 out of downtown Des Moines, along the dark and open plains from Iowa to Illinois.

a moment.

The red chains floating in the air thickened like blood, and Dean saw a Mercury station wagon parked on the side of the road, half of the body sunk in the wet slime, the driver's door was ajar, and there was no one in the car.

On the right side of the car stands a dense corn field, where the tender green corn stalks are tightly intertwined, forming a green ocean with the violent wind and rain.

The bloody chain penetrated into the depths.

Dean stepped on the sticky mud and followed.

……

500 m.

400 m.

300m…

The distance shortened rapidly.

A frightening yellow and silver light exploded from the black thunderstorm cloud over the cornfield, like a terrifying monster floating behind the cloud and roaring.

Dean spread his hands, and two seconds later he grabbed the orange-yellow TAC-50, which was more than one meter long.

He controls the muscles all over his body with faint breaths... He holds the handle of the gun with his right hand, lightly pulls the trigger with his index finger, and holds the butt of the gun with five fingers of his left hand, with even force, and the rear butt of the gun is placed in the shoulder socket under the collarbone.

Holding a sniper rifle and approaching slowly, the strong wind, heavy rain, and thunder covered his footsteps, heartbeat, breathing, and body odor.

Dean successfully reached the end of the chain, and God's perspective swept him away.

A naked humanoid monster covered with a mane of sharp steel needles, like a four-legged beast, crawled on a mutilated wild boar.

This poor beast was rubbed to reveal a large piece of scarlet muscle tissue, and even a piece of flesh was bitten off its buttocks.

The blood springs flowing from the wounds everywhere poured into the surroundings, forming shocking pools of blood on the muddy ground!
And the monster opened its bloody mouth wide, and kept lowering its body to probe between the wild boar's neck, chest and abdomen.

A mouth full of steel teeth easily took off a piece of flesh and blood, and when he raised his head, his throat squirmed, and he swallowed it into his stomach without chewing.

It let out a howl of satisfaction with a circle of blood around its mouth, and a bloody bullet hole on its back began to heal visibly.

At this moment, the rain pillars flying all over the sky seemed to turn into thousands of sharp arrows, falling on Dean's body, making his heart twitch.

This monster actually eats wild boars. Why didn't it eat the driver who was unconscious on the side of the road before? Is it still a nocturnal species?

But Dean just hesitated for a second, lowered his head and cheeks expressionlessly, opened his eyes and moved closer to the line of sight.

All parts of the body work together to form a stable rigid structure with TAC-50.

The dark and cold muzzle aimed at the monster that was feasting, and pulled the trigger!
boom!
Gunshots!

A cloud of white smoke billowed in the dark midair, the falling rain was pushed around by powerful air waves, and terrifying noises reverberated in the cornfield!

The head of the hedgehog who was defenseless was savagely swung at the back of the head, sparks mixed with blood and flesh, and a pale skull was thrown into the air by the bullet.

At the same time, an invisible and powerful thought force locked its crumbling body after being severely injured, making it stand still and become a living target.

boom!
boom!
Second shot, third shot...

The gunfire was deafening.

Dean's footsteps approached quickly, and he pulled the trigger with his right index finger. The powerful recoil of the TAC-50 made his shoulders shrug.

But Superman's physique and strength allowed him to keep his head straight. Every time the sniper rifle fired, a bullet screamed and hit the monster in the distance who was immobilized by the power of thought.

The splattered blood mixed with bone fragments drew clear lines of blood in the rainstorm!
……

two seconds.

The bullets run out.

One shot hit the target's head, four shots hit the torso, creating a horrible blood hole, which was stuck in the middle by bones as hard as steel.

Dean quickly changed the magazine and reloaded, ready to continue the second round of close-range sniping.

However, the hedgehog head, which was severely injured by the sneak attack, suddenly burst out with great strength and broke free from the shackles of the mind, screaming, and slid into the dense corn bushes next to it with hands and feet sticking to the muddy ground like a spider.

In the blink of an eye, he ran out of the observation range of God's perspective, hid in the corn bushes, and circled Dean at lightning speed.

The bulky sniper rifle can't lock on the fast-moving target at all. Dean put it into the fantasy space and took out a new weapon——

Left hand Colt M1911A1, right hand Browning M1900.

At the same time, "Shadow" activates the mind force to synchronize the manipulator board to circle around Dean's body like a satellite.

breathe…

He closed his eyes, paced and turned around slowly on the spot, separated his hands into obtuse angles, and kept moving the muzzle of the gun towards the surrounding corn bushes, trying his best to track the hedgehog head at the end of the red chain.

The wind was blowing hard.

The corn stalks trembled.

The hunter and the prey faced each other for ten seconds in the cornfield.

Dean's expression froze suddenly, he buckled the gun with both hands, the howling bullets and the flying silver shuttle pierced through the corn bushes,
Shooting at a huge black shadow snaking towards him.

……

But the speed of this monster was too fast, like an untouchable shadow, the bullet burst a bullet hole in the wet ground under its feet, tore through the skin and got stuck in the bone.

The shackles swinging through the air like a meteor opened a shallow bloody gash on its neck.

At the same time, it also crossed 30 meters, opened its hands like steel pliers and threw itself in front of Dean.

Grab!

The ugly face covered with barbed spikes and black blood vessels was infinitely enlarged in Dean's pupils, and the blood and minced meat sprayed out from between the sharp teeth, which made him want to vomit!

At the same time, a light green gas diffused from the thick pores under its mane and floated into Dean's nose.

Dean was startled and stunned for a moment, then he was hugged tightly by the hedgehog's head and threw himself into the mud!
One man and one beast rolled violently close to the ground.

The mud and water splashed, and the gleaming steel bristles around the hedgehog head pressing on it shot out like crossbow arrows, bobobo... The ghost armor on Dean's body flickered more than a dozen times in a row, and was bounced back into the corn field without any trace. No damage was done.

Dean, who was crushed on the ground, finally recovered from his absence. He held his breath to prevent the interference of the poisonous gas. The muscles under his sleeves rose and fell like loaches. With the help of his thoughts, he forcibly parted the hedgehog head and hugged his hands.

With a kick of both feet, kick the middle abdomen and kick it flying two meters.

Pushed by his thoughts, Dean stood up straight with his legs again.

Grasping the air with both hands, M1911 and M1900 flew into the palm of the hand, the muzzle of the guns was aimed at the ugly big head half a meter away, and they were pulled.

Boom!

The hedgehog head was shaken all over, and there were two bright red bullets in the middle of the forehead. It reached out and wiped it nonchalantly, shook it off, and then rushed up like a windmill. The mane shot straight at Dean.

Dean didn't take a step back, and pulled the trigger against his waving hands.

The right foot kicked a whip kick towards the lower body like lightning, and Nianli volleyed through the air to manipulate the plank to cross the left heel of the monster.

Gunshots, fists and kicks, cutting with sharp knives, and the sound of steel needles piercing the air suppressed the noise of the torrential rain.

The air stands still for an instant!

Dean kicked in the crotch, split the heel with the sledgehammer, and pierced the skin with both guns.

The monster was covered in steel bristles and was blocked by the ghost armor. A pair of iron arms hit Dean's side face, and the huge force instantly slapped him backwards and fell to the ground.

But before the monster could chase after him, Dean activated his mental power, and a strange zombie stepped forward and stood up to meet him again!
Boom!

A flash of silver lightning illuminated the dim sky, revealing the figures of two desperate fighters in the corn bushes. Every time they fisted and kicked, a large amount of blood, sweat, mixed with minced meat and hair fell to the feet of both sides. ground.

……

Dean attacked wildly around the monster, with the blessing of lv3 fighting, he kicked the crotch, cut the leg, locked the throat, pierced the ears with two peaks, half-step collapse fist, inch fist... all kinds of killing moves in succession!
Mind force manipulates M1911A1 to sneak attack on the back.

Dean used the M1900 to fight in close quarters, alternately punching, kicking and shooting, both offensive and defensive.

Once the magazine is empty, as soon as he lets go, the gun will automatically reload with the force of thought.

And his ammunition reserves are almost endless, and the offensive is like a wave after wave.

The muzzle flashes, the bullets buzz, coupled with the fists and feet that hit the vital points, and the power of ecstasy, the triple offensive is seamlessly connected.

In addition, the ghost armor can resist sharp steel needles, and it can block the gas to resist poisonous gas.

Hedgehog tried his best.

It happened to be perfectly restrained, and it could barely hit Dean with a few strokes at first. Gradually, the dense wounds on his body deteriorated, and his physical energy was rapidly lost with the sprayed blood. The strength left to fight.

2 minute later.

Dean ducked short to avoid the swinging arms of the hedgehog head, his wrists shook, the muzzle of the gun turned upward, and the blood-stained .44 Magnum roared and pierced through its chin and came out from the side face!

Flesh and blood!

With a weak cry of pain, the monster retreated three meters like lightning, but staggered weakly.

Dean seized the opportunity to release his mind to lift its body, flew up to 30 meters in the air, and threw it down suddenly.

Pfft!
A mass of rotten flesh spread out on the ground, and the spiky head covered with blood holes and twisted limbs collapsed in the cornfield, in front of the man holding a gun in both hands and wearing a black windbreaker fluttering like dragon wings.

Every inch of its skin, every hair was trembling like an electric shock, and the thick steel bristles on its ugly face had been wiped off, revealing a large black pore like a spot, and the green poisonous gas in the pore was also gone. Not a drop left.

It completely lost its threat, and there was only one breath left.

……

The battle was over in less than 3 minutes.

Dean exhaled, enjoying the aftertaste of the battle, and at the same time, wrapped in the bleak ghost armor, stepped back to avoid a dying counterattack.

Back then when he fought against another nocturnal snake-haired man, he tried his best to kill him by taking advantage of his fatal weakness, the sunlight, and lost half his life.

But now, this time, his strength and weapons and equipment have made great progress, and he is unscathed. Before he has time to perform tricks such as telekinetic flight, he makes a stronger nocturnal species kneel in front of him.

Only Wraith Armor is running out.

He really felt his progress.

But at this moment, when death was imminent, there was no despair, resentment or unwillingness in the monster's single dark eye, but a sense of relief and honesty, as if seeing an old acquaintance.

"I saw you in my dream, I knew you would come, I've been waiting for you."

The hoarse, file-like voice echoed in the rainstorm. This was the first communication since the fierce battle began, but this is the reality. In a real life-and-death battle, until the end is set, every word of nonsense is a fatal flaw!
It's just that the beginning of the exchange was completely beyond Dean's expectations. He was transformed. How could the other party have seen this face before and opened his mouth to come?

"I also saw a porcupine in human skin in a dream, suffering in hell."

"Don't believe it? You have 'two faces' in the dream."

Dean's face darkened, and he pointed his gun at its head, "Don't make any embarrassments to me, if you don't want to disappear completely, just tell me honestly, what poison did you poison Camille, and how can you save her?"

There was an ugly smile on the corner of the hedgehog's mouth, and his voice was rough, like a mummy that had been dusty for thousands of years, slowly wriggling in the bandages,

"Poison? No. Camille is a beautiful and unique woman, enough to make all men's hearts fall in love, so I just did the most sacred thing between men and women with her... You should know that non-human existences like us have to Finding a compatible mate is hard."

"But I didn't hurt a single finger of her. She can fully recover after a little rest, and her body will become healthier and stronger in the future."

Dean's mood became complicated, a holy thing?
So those two tentacles are a tool for its family succession, and Camille has already been planted by it?

But Dean realized another major mistake in the other party's words,
"What do we call inhuman existence? You are a monster, but I am not!"

Not long ago, the medical examination report clearly stated that he was a pure human being.

It smiled, and a strange color flickered in its one eye, "Humans always like to wear masks to cover up their true selves, and they always like to deceive themselves with boring lies."

"But don't you feel the changes in yourself? You are getting more and more real... You will finally take off the mask of hypocrisy with your own hands, revealing a second face underneath, the same face as mine!"

Dean's hair stood on end for a moment, his slightly sweaty fingers tightened the trigger guard, and the muzzle of the gun was close to its one eye,
"Do it, give me relief, but I know what will happen next—" Hedgehog's head vomited a pool of blood, and smiled freely, every dent on his face stretched out, "I will die under your hands, I will wash it Go to sin and get redemption!"

Dean sarcastically said,
"How can a man-eating monster be eligible for redemption? God won't accept you either."

"We don't believe in God... and each nocturnal species is a unique existence, not all surrender to gluttony, I have never eaten people since I was driven out of Midian, I hid in human form, waiting to be with you today You died an honorable death in battle... Finally, return to Midian and await your presence."

Dean clearly remembered that the snake-haired man had said something similar,

"You...why do you say that, why me?"

"Because He has seen you." Its one eye locked onto Dean, passing the bloody red light, and its voice became sickly and high-pitched with a unique rhythm, declaring frantically as if possessed by a demon,

"The great destiny favors you, the eternal Baphomet marks you, the kingdom of night Midian opens its doors to you, and the hotbed of the pool of blood is filled for you!"

Dean shook his head suddenly, a strange feeling of dizziness strangled his mind, he had hallucinations, the thunderstorm clouds in the sky darkened instantly when he raised his head, and a pair of huge eyeball-shaped silhouettes swam behind the clouds.

"What the hell is Buffalo?"

"Go...continue to go north...the answer lies in Athabasca..." The monster suddenly lowered its head weakly, its voice weakened, and went out like a candle in the wind.

"The pool of blood fills you up..."

"Midian... Lamberton is back..."

Seeing that the other party was about to die, Dean raised his hand and shot the ugly hedgehog's head. With an unusual coolness flowing into his body, a reminder flashed in front of his eyes:

You killed Lamberton the nocturnal species, proficiency +10, shooting lv3 (145→155/400), supernatural hunter activates, and you draw 1 point of power.

Strength: 13.1→14.1
Dean felt the surge of power in his limbs, and the tingling feeling that sprung up from the cracks in the bones, and narrowed his eyes.

……

In front of him, the fallen Lamberton was like a punctured water bag, with streams of blood and broken flesh pouring out from countless wounds criss-crossing like spider webs, and then drawn by a mysterious force in the dark void. Exhausted.

Its originally tall and strong body seemed to have gone through thousands of years in the blink of an eye, and it weathered into a piece of black and flat human-shaped skin, clinging to the muddy cornfield, washed by the torrential rain, and faded into air.

It disappeared completely, leaving no trace except for a pair of blood-stained suspender jeans.

Dean was bathed in the pouring rain, quietly staring at this scene, a trace of bewilderment flashed in his eyes.

Buffalo, the brand, the pool of blood, North Athabasca... One after another, mysteries made him confused for a while.

Dean shook his head, retracted the gun, and checked the board, but there was no response. Like the Gorgon, the soul after death with the hedgehog head also disappeared.

In the system, the progress of the event—the cheating wife is 90.00%.

"Ten percent left, go back and meet Camille to confirm the situation."

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