Travel through the worlds and spread the flames across the worlds

Chapter 145 Transformation

The remaining fishmen had no choice but to retreat back to the village, hiding quietly in the dark corners of the houses, staring at the gate with wide eyes in fear, not daring to move, for fear that they would be discovered by hunters and bring about a terrible disaster.

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"boom!"

Lin Hun kicked open the shaky wooden door, and the door panel was directly imprinted on the wall. The exploded wood chips pierced into various places in the house like needles.

This was the third door that Lin Hun broke open. He ignored the three fishmen huddled in the corner. Since they did not attack him actively, he naturally did not bother to attack them since they would be burned by the flames sooner or later anyway.

The main purpose of breaking into the house was to eliminate the nodes of resentment and hatred. Outside the house, Lin Hun had already clearly felt the strong resentment emanating from the house, which was two orders of magnitude higher than that of the outside world and was as conspicuous as a light bulb in the dark.

Looking around the room, Lin Hun was surprised to find that he still couldn't find the location of the node. However, he would not doubt his feelings. The resentment that never dissipated was the best proof of this.

However, in the previous two houses, Lin Hun had discovered that the villagers did not just place the nodes randomly. Most of them, which they regarded as resurrection supplies, were properly preserved and not only placed on the ground, but some were hung on the beams in net bags.

Thinking of this, Lin Hun jumped up and observed from a higher angle, but still did not find any node.

Lin Hun rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought. Suddenly, he saw three fishmen in the corner. His eyes lit up instantly and he had an idea in his mind.

"You guys! Get out of the way!"

Lin Hun drew his sword and pointed it at the fishman, shouting.

The group of murlocs huddled closer together, trying to get some warmth from each other's bodies.

"Hey you--"

Lin Hun walked forward with a big sword on his shoulder and a carefree look on his face.

Before he could finish his words, the three fishmen suddenly attacked. One of them in the middle took out a machete and chopped it towards Lin Hun's head. Blood kept gushing out of his abdomen. It was obvious where they had hidden the knife before.

"That's a good idea." Lin Hun couldn't read minds, so how could he tell what the three fish people were thinking? However, the gap in strength couldn't be made up even with a sneak attack. The flames ignited, and Lin Hun's sword arrived first without any obstruction, and he cut off three fish heads. "It's a pity that the strength is too poor."

As for those Lin Hun who dared to fight, he was willing to use fire to destroy their remains.

Wisps of ashes fell, and the heavy resentment in the house gradually faded. Three flaming skulls fell from the positions of the three fishmen and shattered with a "crack".

"Oh, you guys are quite good at hiding your brains."

Lin Hun was truly enlightened. He never thought that there would be fishmen who dared to carry these nodes with them.

The way those fishmen survive is to keep a distance from them. Most of them don't want to be blinded by hatred and lose their reason.

"Ding--"

A clear bell rang suddenly, and Lin Hun turned around abruptly. The sound was almost the same as the one he heard at the beginning.

Lin Hun listened carefully and compared it with the unforgettable voice in his memory, and still found a tiny difference in the subtle details. This ringtone was too impatient.

"Ding--"

"Ding--"

"Ding--"

The clear sound of the bell continued to ring, and Lin Hun heard the sound getting closer and closer to him. The sound got closer every time the bell rang.

"Is someone using ringtones to locate someone?"

Lin Hun made a guess based on the information and out of confidence in his own strength he did not rush to hide himself.

Lin Hun wanted to see who was ringing the bell.

He still didn't understand the mysterious bell that led him to his bloodline. Perhaps the owner of the bell could give him some answers.

"Hello, are you a hunter?"

The ringing of the bell suddenly stopped at the door. A man did not enter the house but just stood at the door. The dull sound was like sandpaper rubbing against each other, and it sounded quite hoarse. After confirming the prey, he put away the bell and hung it around his waist.

The man's head was covered with fur plucked from some unknown species, and on top of his head was a pair of animal horns with intertwined branches. They looked somewhat similar to deer antlers with intertwined branches, but Lin Hun, who had a superficial understanding of bloodlines, already knew the identity of the man and was well aware that it was not an ordinary animal skin.

This was the first human that Lin Hun had seen besides the fishman since he came to the Bloodline World. Under the wide animal skin, the whole person was shrouded in darkness and his true appearance could not be seen. The wildness that permeated him showed that he was perhaps more of a beast than a human. However, despite such an obvious outfit, Lin Hun still called out his name - otherwise, his robe was too conspicuous.

"Brado, the assassin of the Church."

"Oh!" The man under the cloak was startled. "Wow, wow, wow - Brado, Brado. How long has it been since someone called me by this name? Did those people from the church still leave my message?"

"Alas - but you don't look like a hunter from the church. You look a bit like a hunter from the academy. You don't look like a church, and you don't look like a hunter from the academy. Could it be that the two are cooperating again?" After muttering to himself, Brad shook his head and said, "Forget it. It's none of my business. I'll just stay in the fishing village and let the outside world do whatever it wants."

Brado still has some good feelings towards people who can remember the names he called out, so he is willing to talk a few more words to the little hunter in front of him.

"Boy, has the situation outside developed to this point? Which hunter are you from?"

Brado would never let go of anyone who entered the fishing village, no matter which force they belonged to, but for peace of mind he still asked and at the same time gestured with the strange weapon in his hand around his body, looking for a suitable position for insertion.

"How did you know I was here, Brad?"

Lin Hun glanced at the bell on Brado's waist and answered the question irrelevantly in an attempt to gain more information.

Brado stayed in the fishing village to prevent the outside world from knowing the situation in the fishing village. How could he possibly explain it patiently to Lin Hun?

“Forget it, no matter which hunter you are, it seems that you are still doing this for the fishing village.”

Both of them are eccentric guys, and they immediately draw their swords against each other when they disagree.

"Puff!" Brado stabbed the spear-like weapon in his hand into his abdomen without hesitation, and his body bent like a shrimp in pain.

A surge of blood spurted out immediately, but strangely it did not drip from the body.

Under the influence of the mysterious force, blood flowed along the handle and finally condensed under the handle.

"Squeak!" There was no treatment. When Brado realized that the blood was almost gone, he pulled the weapon out of his body.

When the bloodletter was separated from the body, the blood hardened quickly and lengthened the handle at the bottom, and expanded a round ball full of spikes above the hammer head, the length of which increased from less than one meter to an astonishing two meters.

The transformed weapon completely changed its type and became a long-handled mace.