Douluo: Peerless Blood Hunter Huo Yuhao

"Kill me, new hunter Huo Yuhao, I order you to kill me! Don't let me turn into a beast!"

"Brother, have you met my father? He is also a hunter."

"You should let the body rest in peace."

"Tell me, good hunter of the church, have you ever seen the light? Are the hunters of my church the glorious warriors I expect?"

"Huo Yuhao, what are you thinking about? Hunting, blood, or nightmares? It doesn't matter anymore. Tonight, I will show mercy to you."

Huo Yuhao felt that his consciousness was about to be torn apart. There was a rustling sound in his ears, and there were inexplicable whispers, as if a group of demons were surrounding him, tempting him to fall into hell.

Bizarre images came to mind. The hunter who lost his arms in the battle shouted for his companions to kill him. The little girl who longed to see her father begged for help to find her father. The disturbed female corpse woke up from her long sleep and pulled out a tree named Fallen Leaf. The cursed sword master still cared about the church before his death...

In the end, all of this was crushed by a huge crimson moon. The master of the nightmare descended from the sky, bringing disaster and madness, and dumped the filth into the sea of ​​white flowers.

Huo Yuhao's blue eyes were stained with blood, and the crimson moon shadow vaguely appeared.

He was half-kneeling on the gray-white ground, holding the tachi inserted into the ground tightly with both hands. His breathing was extremely heavy, and the veins on his forehead popped out, like little snakes.

At this time, the sound of footsteps came to my ears. The visitor did not cover up his traces and seemed to have concluded that Huo Yuhao had lost his ability to move.

"After so many days, I finally found food again."

"Looking at him like this, he must have been tortured to death by the damn burning. He didn't even notice that we were approaching."

"Tsk tsk, you are very young. It's a pity that you have come to this hell. I can only blame you for your bad luck. In hell, the only thing you can do is eat people and be eaten by others. Let your uncles relieve you, haha."

"No, there is..."

A moment ago, several people had relaxed their vigilance and ignored Huo Yuhao, treating him as a lamb to be slaughtered. They even made several gestures at Huo Yuhao from a distance, as if they were thinking about where to strike.

This was not to deal with Huo Yuhao cleanly and devour his soul. But to vent, just like those perverts who take pleasure in killing, many people on the Miracle Road have become psychologically distorted.

For them, devouring souls is just to fill their "belly", while killing prey is to taste delicious food. In this place of miracles, not even a mouse can be seen, and delicious food is quite scarce.

Unfortunately, the scene suddenly changed in the next moment, and the lamb waiting to be slaughtered turned into a real butcher.

The light of the knife swayed like autumn water, the blade penetrated the flesh, and the sound of cutting the bones was so clear. Huo Yuhao looked like a ghost, walking among several people, and every time he struck, he would bring out the blood as hot as splashing ink.

There were no screams; the first attack on each man was to their neck, their throats violently slit. Bloody lines stretched on their necks. They could only cover their necks before death, but this was meaningless. The red color quickly spread to most of their bodies.

The last thing everyone sees before death is a pair of entangled red and blue eyes. Such eyes give people a contradictory feeling of sacredness and filth at the same time, like a devil and a god merged into one.

The sand was soaked in a pool of blood, and the souls of the deceased turned into debris and floated towards Huo Yuhao, integrating into his body.

Huo Yuhao knelt and sat among several corpses. He didn't care about the strong and disgusting smell of blood on his body. He covered his face and smiled softly: "Old gods, no matter what, I survived. Even if you really want to crawl back from hell, I will personally send you back to the grave. This is one of the few meanings of me as an executioner..."

The crazy sound was conveyed through the wind, and the audience was only a few corpses with their heads separated and turning into ashes.

The invisible flame from the Miracle Road burned Huo Yuhao's soul, and the filthy things were burned in the flames.

The pain this time was far greater than what Huo Yuhao had experienced the previous times he came to the Land of Miracles, but he just knelt on the ground like a statue, with the mirror-like blade shining into his lowered eyes.

Layers of gray sand were blown up by the wind, covering Huo Yuhao with a howling sound like ghosts and wolves, layer after layer.

After an unknown amount of time passed, Huo Yuhao, who had turned gray, stood up from the ground and shook off the dust from his body that had been transformed from the death of unknown people.

Although he is still suffering from the pain of burning, it is much better than before when he had to fight against pollution at the same time.

Zheng~

Before he could take a breath, Huo Yuhao pulled out the long knife stuck in the ground. The knife was bright and murderous intent burst out.

"Don't be nervous. I have no ill intentions and I don't want to fight with you. The gain outweighs the loss."

On the sand dune more than thirty meters away from Huo Yuhao, stood a tall man with a funny pig head mask on his face, which looked quite strange.

After seeing Huo Yuhao draw his sword, he immediately waved his hand to show that he was not hostile, and finally opened his hand directly without pulling out the sword on his back.

Seeing this scene, Huo Yuhao's hand holding the long knife dropped and the blade touched the ground. However, he still stared at the other person warily. In the land of miracles, communicating with anyone requires a lot of attention. One second he was laughing and chatting with you, and the next second he could stab you in the back. .

The probability of Huo Yuhao meeting his teacher is even less likely than that of Tianmeng falling into the Wanzai Xuan Ice Cave.

As long as there is any abnormal movement, Huo Yuhao will immediately slash people with his knife. When the other party appeared, he suddenly had a very strange feeling, which came from the depths of his soul, as if he had met the same kind.

He even has a feeling that if there is a life and death battle, he has a 70% chance of dying in the battle. Judging the winning rate of a battle requires intelligence. He did not have information about the man in the pig-head mask in front of him, but he just felt that way.

"What do you need from me?"

"Don't be nervous. Although I don't look like a harmless person, I'm not a vicious thug." The man in the pig head mask said in a relaxed tone.

But Huo Yuhao opposite him had an expression like "I believe you and I am a fool."

In a place like the Miracle Road, even good people will become decisive in killing. Every living being who can survive on the Miracle Road is 100% a thug without any water, including Huo Yuhao.

The difference is just a principled thug and a perverted thug.

Huo Yuhao still had some idea of ​​what kind of person he was. It was a miracle that a person raised by Yanan and Miracle Road did not become a pervert.

The moral standards of people on the Miracle Road are still there, but the average moral standards can only be seen by digging four or five meters underground.

The man in the pig-head mask stood frozen on the spot, scratched his head, and looked very distressed, "This is a bit troublesome. Yes, most of the people here have fed their consciences to dogs, so it's normal for you to be wary of me. . But after all, everyone has gone through the road of miracles. It would be a pity not to communicate with each other."

Take the road to miracles? !

Huo Yuhao was shocked. The masked man in front of him also walked the path of miracles?