Chapter 55
Chapter 55: The Frog at the Bottom of the Well
The Pure Purification Stone radiated light again, but just as the information on the light screen showed, the Level 5 Pure Purification Stone could not affect the Screaming Blood Progenitor.
The Blood Progenitor in the sky stepped on bats and landed, looking at Ye Qiyan with a sneer.
“Hunter, your kind is truly surprising. Heh heh, three hundred years ago, my ancestor was killed by a hunter riding a train. Today, I will avenge my ancestor. I’ll give you a chance now: kneel before me, become the first hunter retainer under the great Screaming Blood Clan, and be eternal and immortal from now on!”
Eternal and immortal? Just an old bat like him?
Does a Level 5 station BOSS dare to say such things?
Ye Qiyan laughed dumbly, threw it away casually, and the Pure Purification Stone in his hand returned to the storage unit.
“Ah? Hu-Hunter sir, you?”
Otanli, hiding beside him, was startled by Ye Qiyan’s actions.
He thought Ye Qiyan was really going to surrender.
“Don’t worry.”
Ye Qiyan waved his hand.
“I have no interest in surrendering to a frog sitting at the bottom of a well.”
“What, what does that mean?”
“It means he’s dead.”
Snap—
With a snap of his fingers, the golden heavy machine gun landed in front of him.
The Screaming Blood Progenitor sneered disdainfully.
“What a foolish human. The weapons you are so proud of are simply…”
Bang—
He pulled the trigger.
A bullet shot out from the muzzle, and the palm of this old rotten meat was instantly shattered.
“Ah!!”
An unpleasant scream echoed all around. The Blood Progenitor clutched his missing half-palm and wailed in pain, falling from mid-air into the snow and rolling continuously.
“Pain, it hurts so much! How is this possible! What kind of weapon is that!?”
A terrifying thought appeared in his heart.
He was going to die! Having lived for hundreds of years, what he feared most was facing death.
“Must escape! Must escape!!”
He turned and fled without hesitation, not stopping for a moment.
However, when countless golden bullets formed a storm mixed with bursts of ethereal Sanskrit sounds, enveloping this self-righteous old bat.
In the blink of an eye, this guy was beaten into fly ash, drifting down in mid-air.
Vanished into thin air.
Rubbing his numb tiger’s mouth, Ye Qiyan noticed Otanli, who was standing to the side with his mouth wide open in a daze, and waved his hand.
“Wake up.”
“Uh, Hunter sir, just now, just now that Blood Clan member, he, where did he go?”
“Of course he’s dead, what else could happen?”
“Ah?? Dead?”
It was no wonder Otanli was so startled. After all, the pressure when the Screaming Blood Progenitor appeared was quite strong, especially after Ye Qiyan’s Pure Purification Stone failed to take effect, Otanli had already despaired.
However, less than a minute after the Screaming Blood Progenitor appeared, this Hunter sir suddenly pulled out a weapon and instantly killed the opponent.
Otanli even had the thought: was he dreaming? Was he actually being drained of blood, and everything he was seeing now was just his imagination before death?
Ye Qiyan didn’t care what this guy was thinking. He walked straight to the place where the old bat had been beaten into ashes.
To be honest, this guy died very unjustly.
If any other train conductor had come to this station with a train level of 4 or 5, facing a Screaming Blood Progenitor that could be immune to holy items below Level 5, they would most likely have died at this station.
But he happened to encounter Ye Qiyan, an outlier who possessed a Level 6 item at Level 4.
Not only that, all of the old bat’s abilities were perfectly countered by him.
Summoning corpses? The Blood Clan and bats were directly turned into fly ash by the Pure Purification Stone, and the human corpses were torn to pieces by the Blood Clan themselves.
Affecting sanity?
Hmm, Ye Qiyan glanced at his personal information.
His sanity attribute had indeed dropped quite a bit, but that “Demented” negative status hadn’t appeared on him.
His sanity had been in the same state ever since he left the Knight’s Plain.
【(Witnessing Truth and Falsehood)】
Ye Qiyan didn’t understand why this was, but it wasn’t a bad thing.
After searching for a while, he picked up a shriveled heart from the snow that still retained a bit of its shape from the ashes.
【Blood Clan Baron’s Heart】
【After consuming, one can transform their race into the Blood Clan.】
【After transformation, gain modules: Night Vision, Summon Bats, Live by Blood, Develop Retainers, Fear of Light, Evil Spirit.】
【Note: After transformation, one can continue to change race using other race-transformation methods, but cannot return to the original race.】
【After transformation, gain the unremovable title: Race Traitor.】
【Race Traitor: The original race will feel disgust toward the transformed.】
“So many modules, but a bit trashy.”
He couldn’t say this thing was completely useless to him; he could only say it was of no use at all.
Not to mention he hadn’t thought about not being human, just the old bat’s ugly appearance was enough for him to pass on the idea of transforming into the Blood Clan.
However, just because he didn’t want it didn’t mean others didn’t.
The Blood Clan was, after all, a special race from fantasy. The modules gained after transformation were enough to kill in all directions at the current low-level stations.
If he posted a screenshot of the information to the chat room now, it would definitely cause a frenzy of people fighting for it.
“I have to sell it for a good price.”
Weighing it in his hand a few times, Ye Qiyan stuffed the heart into his pocket.
“Hunting station, I suppose that’s what it means.”
Hunting targets to obtain such special items—in a sense, it could yield much richer rewards than ordinary mission stations.
This station was also about to end.
Ye Qiyan didn’t intend to stay here long. Just as he was about to return to the train, he saw two tracks of tread marks not far away.
Following these marks, he returned to the backyard of Otanli’s house.
Here, he saw Wall-E working hard, waving its mechanical pincers to dig a coffin out of a grave in Otanli’s house, and then digging a tattered wooden box buried with the bones out of the coffin.
Undoubtedly, that was the treasure chest for this station.
“…Is this place for putting treasure chests meant for people to find?”
Ye Qiyan was a bit speechless. Even though he had seen others talk about treasure chest locations in the chat room that were all outrageous, he felt that the one he encountered was the most abstract.
Wall-E dug it out of the grave pit, happened to see Ye Qiyan standing not far away, waved its mechanical pincers happily, and ran over holding the tattered wooden box.
He patted Wall-E’s head.
“Good job, Wall-E. I’ll give you extra charge when we get back.”
“Th-that… Hunter sir, is this your pet? That, my ancestor’s grave, why would… eh? That wooden box…”
Otanli, who had secretly followed, was stunned when he saw the tattered wooden box in Ye Qiyan’s hand.
“You recognize it?”
“I don’t recognize it, but I’ve heard my family talk about it. It seems to be something left behind by the Hunter sir who came to this village three hundred years ago and saved the villagers at that time.”
