Bang—bang—bang—!
Amid the flames, Tu Shenyi witnessed a scene he would never forget in his lifetime—a battle that could only be seen in science-fiction films... a battle that surpassed the limits of the human body.
On the snowy ground in the forest, Karen... Was this the Karen he knew... the Karen he had embraced and kissed?
Tu Shenyi didn't know.
She ran like a war machine, moving at an unimaginable speed... With her body lowered and a longsword in hand, she resembled a cheetah hunting across the snowy plains.
At the same time, he saw with his own eyes as the tattooed man instantly grew dense fur, sharp fangs, and vicious claws, transforming into the werewolf from a horror novel.
She was fighting them... Yes, she was far beyond the limits of what Tu Shenyi could understand.
He even saw two sharp fangs appear on the lips that had once kissed him. In an instant, Tu Shenyi thought of a name: vampire.
"Descendant of the Yishiel Family, Karen Yishiel, your head is worth quite a fortune!"
The hunter suppressing them with a massive hunting rifle was biting on a cigar. He threw back his head and laughed wildly, then fired a powerful shot from behind her.
Karen leaped high into the air and landed beneath the trunk of a large tree. She looked down coldly. "Another werewolf? I thought you were proper Demon Slayers. Turns out you're just bounty hunters who don't fear death."
The man carrying the massive hunting rifle laughed loudly. "We're just helping shoulder the burden of those big shots."
Karen merely sneered. She knew that if they were truly Demon Slayers, they would usually have some reservations. But if they were bounty hunters, they would stop at nothing.
Most of these men were scum, wandering among