Eldritch Horror Theatre
Chapter 122

A Hunter's Thirst for Blood (21)

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After becoming a demigod, the difference was incredible!

Watching the flesh that had already crumbled into a bloody pulp still struggle and twitch, Fu Qian sighed.

This was the first time he had seen a transcendent of this level die right in front of him.

Fu Qian could understand why places like the Forbidden Zone existed.

Letting something so sinister roam free was simply too dangerous.

But the situation before him had finally confirmed his suspicions.

Even though Henrik had been blown to pieces, there was still no sign of anything resembling Blood of Thorns.

He had been right not to finish Henrik off earlier.

The poker-faced man and the others were clearly well trained. At once, they called people over to secure Henrik's remains.

Yuan Shan looked in the direction Henrik had charged, her expression graver than ever. For a long time, she said nothing.

The Chen brothers were standing over there.

Following her gaze, Fu Qian saw Chen Mingda looking back and forth between him and Yuan Shan, his expression rather strange.

"Chief Yuan, if there's nothing else, I'll take my people back first."

Chen Xing came over and coughed. The relief of having avenged his great grievance showed on his face.

But Yuan Shan didn't respond. She continued to stare coldly at the two Chen brothers.

You think they're suspicious too? Henrik's last burst of strength was indeed strange.

"Brother Mingda, are you all right?"

Fu Qian went straight over and greeted Chen Mingda.

"Brother Fang, I didn't expect you to come too."

Chen Mingda managed a weak smile.

"After we got the message, Chief Yuan and I rushed over right away."

Fu Qian deliberately phrased it in a way that could be misunderstood.

"I'm glad to see you here."

"What do you mean?"

Chen Mingda frowned

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