Father John watched as the other person walked towards him.
That magical perception constructed the image of the other person in his mind.
Even in his hometown, the other person's attire was considered too unconventional, let alone in Yate, where the style tends to be conservative.
Moreover, there seemed to be a shadow hanging over the other party.
"A cowardly fellow who hides his true colors."
Father John muttered something and gripped his long-handled axe tighter.
The Meat Saw, the Threaded Cane, and the long-handled axe are the three most commonly used weapons by Workshop Hunter.
The Threaded Cane and the long-handled axe are weapons that only experienced people can master; if used improperly, they can even injure oneself.
Unlike the Threaded Cane, which is known for its elegance and agility, the long-handled axe symbolizes pure destruction and violence.
Because it is pure, it is efficient.
For Father John, being a hunter was just a job; he used it to earn money and protect his family.
Therefore, he was transferred to the area he was in charge of, which was the closest Yadan Cemetery.
Father John would come here every night he was on duty.
He would kill all the wild beasts as quickly as possible, then return home just as quickly to enjoy time with his family.
And tonight is no exception.
Regardless of how the other party tricked Fula, he would kill them, take his daughter home, and instruct his wife to keep a close eye on her.
By the way, where is his wife Shirley?
A question suddenly popped into Father John's mind, and then his brain seemed to boil over.
"Ah!!!"
He let out a painful howl, his canine teeth grew out again, and more hair covered his face.
The song in his blood rose even higher, suppressing all of Father John's thoughts.
They said.
"Hunter, hunter, you don't need to suffer so much."
"Hunter, hunter, the song will guide you on your way."
"Hunter, hunter, your weapon thirsts for slaughter."
"Hunter, hunter, fill the void with blood."
"Blood, yes, I need more blood. It's so fresh, so sweet."
Father John stuck out his tongue and licked his sharp canine teeth, scraping a bloody groove from the tip of his tongue.
The metallic taste of blood stimulated his taste buds, yet it also made him feel even more empty.
"Beasts roam everywhere, and sooner or later you'll become one of them!"
John roared and charged at the strange figure, brandishing his long-handled axe.
Are you talking about yourself?
Liu Zheng replied calmly, then raised his Cleaver.
"Clang!"
The loud clanging of metal echoed through the cemetery.
The tentacles wrapped around the knife hilt sank slightly.
"Oh, that's interesting."
Liu Zheng raised an eyebrow.
As expected of a hunter responsible for hunting wild beasts, he's on a completely different level from those ordinary residents who have turned into wild beasts.
Father John was clearly much stronger than the young hunter they had encountered before, and his madness was also much deeper.
Judging from his face, he was already very close to Beastification.
Liu Zheng didn't know how to cure the Beastification Disease, but he knew how to tame animals.
That is, beat them until they dare not bare their teeth.
The recoil from the Hunter Axe brought Father John to his senses; the hunter's instinct wasn't just about frenzied killing, but also about the cunning of a wild beast.
He had never encountered a human who could catch his axe so easily, especially one-handedly.
"A beast? No, I don't smell blood. What are you, then?"
Father John used the force of the recoil to retreat, leaping back more than ten meters in a few bounds, his agility unlike that of a middle-aged man, but rather like that of a nimble cheetah.
"He's just a food delivery guy, doing some purchasing on the side. You'd better just stand there and take the beating, save us both some time. I still have a lot of work to finish."
Liu Zheng said leisurely.
"Arrogant!"
His attitude angered Father John, who raised his hand and fired another shot.
Gunshots rang out, but Father John moved faster than the bullets.
He threw away the flintlock pistol and, as he ran, tore open the folded axe handle, instantly transforming the short axe, which was only arm-length, into a long-handled axe nearly as tall as a person.
As the axe handle was fully extended, he ran up to Liu Zheng.
Using the momentum of his sprint, Father John swung his long-handled axe.
The axe cleaved through the air with a heavy whistling sound, its ferocious force leaving no doubt that it could cleave Liu Zheng in two.
Fortunately, he wasn't human.
Liu Zheng raised his Cleaver again, this time using two tentacles.
Blood splattered as Father John's tall figure flew backward, his left cheek swollen high, and several blackened teeth, dripping with blood, fell onto the grass.
Liu Zheng's third tentacle drooped down, and the wood at the end of the gunstock cracked slightly.
If he hadn't promised Fula he would try his best to save her father, he would have used Meat Saw just now.
Of course, Father John's reaction speed also exceeded his expectations; he had actually aimed for the other man's temple.
"Oh, the feeling of pain is so good, it makes me feel alive."
Father John quickly regained his balance and then muttered to himself.
Upon hearing his words, Liu Zheng's expression turned strange. Could this guy also be a member of the Church of Pain?
As Father John spoke, he pulled a syringe from his coat pocket and plunged it into his thigh without hesitation.
The blood plasma inside was instantly injected into his veins, as quickly as if it had run in on its own.
His swollen cheeks quickly subsided, and even the broken teeth grew roots.
"Is this Blood Therapy? That's amazing!"
Liu Zheng said enviously.
This effect is comparable to a recovery item of excellent quality or higher, right?
This syringe seems to be standard equipment for hunters; putting aside potential side effects, even he doesn't have such a luxurious setup.
The Blood Therapy not only healed Father John's injuries but also enhanced the activity of his blood.
Excitement coursed through his veins, making his entire body tingle and itch.
His eyes were practically bulging out.
"Blood, I need more blood."
Father John's instincts were further unleashed; he leaped high into the air and swung his axe.
The pale moonlight shone on the blood-stained axe, making this already terrifying weapon look even more horrifying.
His muscles bulged as he jumped, causing his large hunter coat to billow high.
Xia Kai could easily imagine what kind of muscular monster lay beneath that seemingly aged exterior.
He asked himself honestly, if he were facing that axe blow, could he have taken it?
The answer is no.
What if it's this newly acquainted big shot?
"It should be fine, right?"
Xia Kai thought to himself, somewhat uncertainly.
After all, a large part of a player's strength comes from their own items, and this big shot is covered in gold, clearly indicating that he is very wealthy.
"You absolutely have to win, boss!"
He mentally encouraged Liu Zheng.
After all, if Liu Zheng wins, he might give him a warning or use him as cannon fodder, but if Father John wins, he will definitely kill him.
Under Xia Kai's anxious gaze, Liu Zheng made a move.