Outside the farm, Beiru drank wine and muttered: "Good courage, know how to think. Skills... ugly but practical, and have a strong sense of crisis..."

Beiru was even more satisfied, but did this kid forget that he still did not activate the magic pattern. Do you want to rely solely on weapons?

By blocking the attack of the bone rod with the blade again, Zhang He had already made an intuitive judgment on the power of hating dwarfs.

In fact, without considering its distorted appearance and the vomiting caused by mental pollution, Zhang He can easily deal with the monster in front of him.

Although the speed is a little faster than yourself, it is not overwhelming.

In terms of strength, Zhang He raised his right arm high and suddenly slashed forward with force.

Bang!

The dwarf who blocked the bone rod across the face was cut off by him.

The power is completely explosive!

Looking at the bone rod, it has been cut into two pieces, and the cut surface is as smooth as a mirror.

Looking at the hated dwarf who was stumbled on the ground, roaring at him with his rag-like mouth, Zhang He decided to end the battle.

Energy in the body poured into the butcher, and the dim magic pattern on the surface lit up different halos.

Zhang He moved his fingers and held the hilt tightly, raised his head and looked straight at the rushing dwarf of hatred.

——Swish.

The twisted body was cut in half, and the pungent rot stinking came to my face, and the flesh and blood on the monster's body melted like a candle...

The rotten flesh and blood spilled all over the floor.

The pungent smell became even stronger, ‘Damn, this smell is poisonous, it’s on top of the head.’

vomit……

Zhang Hefeng ran away, bent down and squatted down and began to vomit.

"Good courage, you passed the test." Beiru walked over lazily, and saw Zhang He who was vomiting still holding the hilt of the knife, a trace of appreciation flashed in his eyes.

Only by not discarding weapons at any time can you be a qualified hunter.

"Give it back to you." Zhang He stood up straight, wiped his mouth and handed him the weapon.

"Butterfighter, with third-level tear, sharp, and deadly magic pattern, is the weapon I have always worn since I became a formal hunter..."

Beiru rubbed the butcher's blade with his hand, his eyes full of recollection, as if he was faintly reluctant.

Such a tone ~

Action ~

Zhang He was looking forward to it: "Can you say..."

"Okay." Beiru inserted the butcher into his belt with his backhand and said seriously: "I hope you can develop a weapon that suits you one day."

“…”

That's it?

Zhang He thought he wanted to pass on his weapons to him, so he was so sensational. It seemed that he was thinking too much.

"Strong body, rock-solid will, superb skills, and a keen sense of danger.

The courage to face death and the weapon of life - this is the hunter."

"Where is the extraordinary power?"

"Extraordinary is just power, and all extraordinary creatures can master it. That is not the standard for judging whether you are a qualified hunter."

Hearing Beiruo say this, Zhang Heruo nodded thoughtfully.

Holding the hat on his head, Beiru returned to the corpse of abominable dwarf that melted into a pile of rotten flesh, and reached out to dig out...

The palm-sized ball of meat, covered with filth and foul smell, was in his hand, and Beiru shook the excess blood foam and said, "This core is your assessment proof, please keep it."

Zhang He took over the core, but although the taste was still there, it had become much weaker.

Hold the core in front of you and observe carefully. Through the surface, Zhang He saw something beating inside, like a heart that has not stopped.

The dim red light appeared and when the red light came up, there were many free black ribbon substances around it, exuding a pure dark and evil aura.

"The extraordinary core, the source of power of the extraordinary species, is able to improve its strength by absorbing the power in the core."

"Some special extraordinary creatures can obtain special effects when absorbing their core, but these extraordinary creatures are very rare and extremely dangerous.

Before you reach the third level, if you encounter it, remember to turn around and escape. Whether you can survive depends on your luck.”

On the way back, Beiru explained to him the laws of survival in the extraordinary world.

The extraordinary person increases his strength by absorbing the extraordinary energy in the ‘core’, and is also polluted and eroded by the extraordinary power.

The more extraordinary energy is absorbed by using the ‘core’, the stronger the mentality is to be polluted and eroded.

In other words, the stronger the extraordinary person, the higher the probability of his fall.

This is also why extraordinary people have the choice to absorb the ‘core’, because using the ‘core’ with too strong pollution is equivalent to suicide.

Although the way to absorb the ‘core’ is itself a kind of chronic suicide and drinking poison to quench thirst, there is still a difference between dying early and late.

Of course, if you become a fallen person, you don’t have to worry about this anymore.

What the fallen people like most is filthy energy, which will make their power stronger and at the same time take away the only reason and become more crazy.

The core of hating dwarfs is the most unpopular one, so it is most often used by extraordinary people as assessment goals, while the core of uselessness is vouchers.

"The Fallen is a living demon. If you encounter a humanoid creature wearing a black robe and acting strangely... boy, don't hesitate to go as far as you can!"

Beiru murmured with lingering fear, and his blood-stained right hand couldn't help but stroke the scar on his face.

If extraordinary power gives them power, become powerful endorsements, and master many privileges.

Then, depravity is the price of using power...

What you want to gain, what you have to lose.

Equivalent exchange, the core rule of the infinite world.

The more you lose, the more you gain.

Whether value or not, the gains and losses can only be weighed by yourself.

I returned to the club again, and the bar was replaced by a thin child, who was sleeping soundly on the bar.

Without waking up the sleeping teenager, Belu took him to the lime fireplace decoration at the end of the bar and reached out to buckle the wall.

Clam.

There is no echo in the wall, it is solid.

About 5 seconds later, the lime wall showed strange ripples, revealing the door of the two widespread, with only deep darkness inside, without a trace of afterglow.

The sight became dark and then lit up, and the scene turned into a huge dome building.

Wearing three-point leather armor, carrying a long bow, and a long sword hanging around her waist, a huntress as rough as an Amazon warrior.

He was carrying a broadsword, and was 3 meters tall. The broadsword looked wider and taller than himself, and he walked with ease.

He has a charming face and a hot and enchanting figure, and is walking with a tempting cat step.

On her belt, there was a gem-inlaid dagger on both sides.

A short beard as a dwarf, carrying a broad axe that is bigger than his head.

Elegant and noble pointed ears, a pistol was turned on its fingertips, and a long-tube hunting rifle that looked a bit like a flintlock hanging behind it.

In the distance, two high counters with partitions are seen, and there are curved ramps on both sides, which are the place where the task is handed over.

The copper lamp hanging down in the center of the dome emits a mixed warm light, warming and peaceful, soothing the tense nerves of the hunters and the bloodthirsty inside.

"Welcome to the Hunter Association." Beiru walked forward with a faint smile. There were about sixty or seventy windows on the two floors, but there were still a line.

Looking at the endless stream of people around, Beiru sighed, "There are always so many people in this ghost place."

"Are there many demon hunters?" Zhang He's eyes were not enough.

"many?"

"More people die, 60% of them are rookies like you, and demon hunters are high-risk professions."

When they lined up to the window, Beiru took out the "core" they had put away before and put it on the counter, pushed it into the round window under the partition and said: "Job."

"Mr. Beiru, please fill in the form with your apprentice." The two forms were pushed out, and the fairy with pointed ears inside said expressionlessly.

"The goblins, with their natural elemental affinity, are irritable spellcasters, they hate people talking behind their backs," Beiru explained as he wrote.
Chapter completed!