Hunter: Tonight, Germain joins the hunt

Dong was stunned again, then smiled slightly and said, "I hope I didn't disappoint you."

"Of course I won't be disappointed." After Jin calmed down, he said, "You are even better than I thought."

"Then do you still need my "New World Journey"? Dong raised his eyebrows and asked.

Jin did not answer immediately. He turned to look at Germain, Bisji and Xiaodi.

Everyone looked at each other for a while and shook their heads one after another.

Some of what Dong said is indeed correct. At this point, it no longer matters whether there is his "New World Journey" or not.

They should write their own "record of their experiences in the Dark Continent".

So, Jin said to Dong: "No need. We will write our "New World Journey." "

Dong lowered his eyes, showed a pleased smile, and said, "Very good, very good."

“You have the same determination that I do, and that will make you a trailblazer, not just a picker.”

"However," Jin suddenly said at this time, "I have a question and I want to know the answer. I hope you can answer me."

Dong nodded and said, "Just ask."

""New World Chronicles·West Coast Volume", have you finished it? "Jin asked the curious question in everyone's mind.

Dong suppressed his smile slightly, paused, and then shook his head.

"I'm not done, and there's no way I can do it."

Everyone looked at him in surprise.

He slowly explained:

"After entrusting the "East Coast Chapter" to the exploration team, I rested for a while and then set off for the west coast of Lake Mobius. "

"But at that time, I didn't know that the West Coast was full of hideous flesh and blood monsters..."

"After experiencing the initial shock and anxiety, I still insisted on continuing to delve deeper without knowing the depth."

"It's just that I failed in my first few attempts, so I took the initiative to retreat to the east coast to re- hone my strength, and then continued to the west coast."

"This kind of behavior like a moth flying into a flame took me farther and farther on the West Bank, but it finally brought me trouble."

"Finally, after overcoming all difficulties and obstacles, I went deep into the hinterland of the West Bank and saw Him..."

"Just a short period of contact has infected me with the "curse of flesh and blood" that I can't escape from yet. "

"After that, I fled that land like crazy, almost escaping from that purgatory and returned to the east coast."

Dong said this, still feeling frightened.

When Germain heard this, he turned to look at Xiaodi.

He asked Xiaodi to take out the suspected "West Coast Fragment" rubbings they found in the Moose Centaur Tribe from the "Protruding Eyed Fish".

He turned the stack of paper to the last page, showed the scrawled pattern to Dong, and asked, "Is this Him?"

That picture was completely occupied by a plump and swollen flesh and blood monster, and the tentacles all over the place brought back many frightening memories in Dong.

"How come it's in your hands?" Dong's voice became shriller because of his excitement.

"You left them with the Moose Centaur Tribe."

Dong thought about it for a while, sighed, and said:

"Because the west coast is full of flesh and blood monsters, and not every flesh and blood body that I come into contact with will be immediately infected with the "flesh and blood curse" that I have. "

“So, I didn’t realize it was “contagious” at first. "

"I was tortured to the point of collapse by the "curse of flesh and blood", and the "curative herbs of the ancient labyrinth" did not have much effect. "

"At this time, I came near the tribe, so I decided to rest in the tribe for a night."

"But that night, the "curse of flesh and blood" broke out. "

"I didn't want to hurt the people of the tribe, so I left overnight... Maybe it was then that I accidentally left this stack of papers."

“When the ‘curse’ struck, my consciousness was blurred and my memory was hazy, so when I woke up, I just thought I had abandoned it on the road. "

"Sometimes, I even think that maybe I have never written such a text. Is it probably my hallucination?"

“It took some time for me to realize how contagious the ‘curse of flesh and blood’ is. "

"I have to completely eliminate every life infected by me to prevent the "curse of flesh" from spreading. "

"Afterwards, I put on this black robe, which had a certain insulating effect."

"At the same time, I stopped meeting my familiar 'friends' such as the moose, human, and horse tribes, and lived a solitary life."

Dong stared at everyone and said:

"Written here are many of my complaints..."

"I wrote it impromptu that night. Perhaps because of this, it didn't infect you and the Moose Centaur with the "curse of flesh and blood"... This is really lucky..."

Only then did everyone realize that they had actually escaped death.

The entire moose, centaur, and horse tribe also escaped.

"Although you are fine, I still feel sorry for this. Since I was infected with the "curse of flesh and blood", I should not have contact with them again. "

Dongpo lowered his head in shame.

At this time, Bisji finally spoke: "This cannot be considered your fault. After all, at that time, you didn't know that the "curse of flesh and blood" was contagious. "

"Besides, if you hadn't reached the point of physical and mental exhaustion, you wouldn't have sought help from the Moose, Centaur and Horse Tribe."

Dong sighed softly and said, "Since you have obtained this stack of papers, you should have gotten to know them."

"I hope you can convey this apology on my behalf. Even if I didn't know it at the time, I still put them in danger."

Bisji nodded and said: "We will convey it, but based on our understanding of the Moose, Centaur and Horse tribes, they will definitely forgive and understand you."

"Yes." Dong recalled their faces, "They are just such a group of people, so I will communicate with them from generation to generation."

"It's a pity that I won't be able to see them again."

Dong's tone is quite sad and lonely.

At this point, Germain turned the conversation back to the stack of papers and said:

"We know that in the first paragraph, you wrote, 'I regret reading too much and knowing too much. I would rather never have eaten the "longevity food Nitolomi"'. "

"What does this mean? Also, what is the content behind it?"

Others were also curious about this and turned their attention to Dong again.

"I've already said it, it's just my complaint." Dong shook his head helplessly.

“Even though I wrote ‘I would rather never eat the longevity food Nitolomi’, I am still here because I need them to extend my life. "

“I don’t want to die before I have completely completed my travels and records on the east and west sides of Lake Mobius.”

"As for 'I regret seeing too much and knowing too much', this is what I really mean."

"But, I have to admit, I'm still eager to see more and know more."

"My biggest wish now is to satisfy all my curiosity as much as possible on the east coast, and then one day, set foot on the west coast again for the final journey."

"As for the subsequent content of this stack of papers, I used various characters that I have learned over three hundred years. Many of them have been lost. It is normal that you can't understand them."

"What I mentioned actually goes back to the matter of "people chosen by God." "

Unexpectedly, it went round and round and returned to the original topic.

Dong suddenly looked at Germain and stared at him, making the latter feel terrified.

"Did you feel that you were called by some kind of existence and got some kind of powerful "mind ability", so you embarked on the road to the dark continent? "

German thought of the past, hesitated for a moment, and nodded.

"I said, you and I are 'the same kind'." Dong sighed again, "In this regard, we are also the same. I also feel that I have been called by something."

"I have never been sure where this call came from... It wasn't until I went deep into the hinterland of the West Bank that I understood... No, I was convinced that it was Him calling me."

Everyone had vaguely understood what was going on.

"Why are they calling us?" Germain asked solemnly.

"Every demigod needs their messengers, their disciples. " Dong explained, "This is the fate of the "people chosen by God." "

""Gu Grudge" has fallen, so we don't need to mention it for now. "

"The messengers of "darkness" are the "wall-facers", who guard the towering walls for "darkness" forever. "

"The messengers of the "deep sea" are "gatekeepers". They guard the solid gate of the "deep sea" forever and ever. "

"And the messenger of "flesh and blood"... was supposed to be me, but I refused and fled the West Bank. "

Having said this, Dong suddenly became curious and asked, "Germain, who is calling you?"

"Although I only confirmed everything the moment I saw Him, I have to admit that I had a vague premonition a long time ago."

"Since you have reached the same stage as me, you should have more or less an intuition pointing to a certain "god", right? "

Germain thought back to his experiences in the past two years and recalled those dreams.

He did have the answer in his heart, but he never revealed it to others.

Only then did Germain raise his hand, pointed to the sky, and replied: "I think it's probably Him."

Dong was stunned for a while before he understood what German meant.

Then he opened his eyes wide and stood up awkwardly.

What I was forced to provoke was a "demigod", but what you provoked was a "true god"? !

What kind of joke is this? !