Vayne has never cared much about her destiny... If it weren't for someone mentioning her, she would have even forgotten that she still had a name.

After being called "hunter" by a doll for a long time, Vayne almost regarded this title as his real name.

Vayne didn't know when she knew she was a game character, nor did she know when she realized that this nightmare world was just a game world.

In this endless nightmare of reincarnation, many things have no reference value.

Every time I was tired of hunting or encountered something unhappy, Vayne would sit in the hunter's dream and chat with the doll who looked the same as Senior Sister Maria.

The latter cannot give Vayne the response she needs, but Vayne needs only a person to talk to... She looks like a human being, and she is already very satisfied.

"I just saw my master, doll," Vayne said.

"Just like I see you every time? Hunter." The doll asked respectfully and bowed slightly to Vayne.

"It should be like every time you see Old Man Gman," Vayne said.

"Master Hunter, are you talking about Master Geman?" The doll asked with a tilted head slightly.

"..." Vayne shook his head, feeling that it was a very stupid behavior to mention the other person's maker to the doll.

"Did I confuse you? Lord Hunter?" The doll noticed Vayne's movement and said quickly.

"No, I just feel like I need a sleep." Having said that, Vayne didn't lie down... She knew that she couldn't fall asleep even if she lay down.

After checking the hunter rifle and tomahawk in his hand, Vayne walked to the door that only when the plot ended, the hunter's dream would open.

On a sea of ​​white flowers, a wooden stick was replaced by a lower half of his right leg. He sat in a wheelchair and the old man who seemed to be lying was waiting there.

Seeing Vayne's arrival, the old man said in a weak voice: "Good hunter, you're doing a good job. The night is about to end."

After experiencing countless reincarnations in this world, Vayne still remembers the first time he heard this old man...German, the first hunter in the healing church, said this.

That feeling of relief... As a result, reality cruelly made a big joke with Vayne.

"The night never ends, and the hunting never ends."

The old hunter German, who had no idea that Vayne's mouth was sarcastic, said, as if he was playing a long-recorded voice:

"Now, I will be kind to you."

"You will die, forget that dream, and wake up in the morning sun."

"You will be free again..."

“…No longer disturbed by this hunter’s nightmare…”

"But the problem is that you can't do it, an old liar..." Vayne, who had heard this sentence many times, laughed.

Vayne's reaction was as if he had triggered some kind of switch. The old hunter German sighed deeply and said in a helpless tone:

"Oh my God, what's going on in your mind? Hunting, blood or nightmare?"

Then he stood up from the wheelchair with a trembling movement and reached out to a weapon that was always on his back like a crutch.

He took them into his hand and synthesized a sickle and said, "Well, but that doesn't matter."

"At the end of the day, we have to solve this chaos by using the hunter's method." German, who had moved from staggering and flexible in the moonlight, said:

"Tonight, German will join the hunt."

Before many reincarnations, Vayne was still nervous about German's response after choosing to refuse.

But at this moment, Vayne had a expressionless look after posing with the other party, allowing the other party's attack to leave three blood marks on him.

After calculating that the damage he had suffered had just reached a certain threshold, Vayne slid away from German's face, then took out a black pill from his pocket and threw it into his mouth.

Even though he had taken it more than once, he still couldn't stand the smell of this kind of pill using monster blood to make pills, a hint of unbearable expression flashed across his face.

However, the feeling did not affect the neat movements. A piece of straw paper shining with lightning was rubbed by Vayne onto the sharp axe in his hand.

Just as power was passed on, one of the three first weapons for hunters to come into contact with...and the sharp axe, known as the novice, flashed with the best weapon.

After completing these preparations in less than two seconds, Vayne slid and stuck to German again, waving the battle axe in his hand two and three times.

Just like the cooperation after practicing for a long time, when Vayne put away his sharp axe, the old hunter German, who suffered a lot of damage in an instant, staggered and fell to Vayne's knees.

Before using the execution attack to skip the stage transition and take the other party directly away, Vayne still had time to take the other party's clothes that were a little messy because of the other party's attack.

Listening to the other party's familiar screams, Vayne shook his head expressionlessly, and looked at the red moon hanging in the hunter's dream.

Looking at the scene where a non-human figure appeared, Vayne said: "He is a prop, and I am a prop. Even if you are a god... you are still just a prop."

"When will the endless cycle end?"

… Opening his eyes, Vayne saw the familiar ceiling of Yusefka clinic again.

This means that I don’t know how many times of reincarnation, starting from scratch again.

Vayne, who stood up from the hospital bed with no expression, checked the weapons and blood collection bottles at hand.

Well...it's still the same as before, even if it's all put in the warehouse of Hunter's Dream, there's no bottle left.

When the endless cycle of reincarnation begins again, the body will also be filled with these supplies.

This means that the nightmare is not over yet and the hunting continues.

Vayne, who sighed, replaced the sharp axe in his hand with a cane... This time, he used more elegant means to hunt.

In the despair and torture of endless reincarnation, Vayne also learned a little way to find fun on his own.

However, what surprised Vayne was that she had not waited for her to use this cane to show the elegance of her hunting skills.

As a newcomer killer, the half-blooded werewolf in Yusefka clinic has been killed in advance.

I don’t know when I was wearing a sophisticated classical black three-piece suit, and Mi Shan, who was holding a suitcase next to me, was put away the black umbrella that had just been used as a murder weapon.

Although the other party would not fight back, it took Mi Shan a while to kill the werewolf... Because of the world setting, without the hunter's blood, it would be almost impossible to cause considerable damage to the monsters without the hunter's blood.

Seeing Vayne walking out of the clinic with a cane, Mi Shan smiled and said, "Have you changed your weapon this time?"

Mi Shan's bright smile was like something too exciting. Vayne's expression turned into a distorted after a moment of daze.

Before Mi Shan could say the second sentence, the hunter, who was already at the top of the food chain in this game, turned into a string of long whips and swept across Mi Shan's body.

Just like on the beach of the last reincarnation, Mishan's body neither bleeding nor breaking, and disappeared directly.

"Why! Why torture me! Why torture me like this! What did I do wrong?" Looking at Mi Shan's disappearing figure, Vayne fell to the ground and cried with a broken face.

Of course she knew who Mi Shan was, but she also knew... the other party was absolutely impossible for her to appear in front of her.

All of this is the temptation of a nightmare...
Chapter completed!