Who hid My Corpse!-Chapter 543 - 21 Hunter’s Legacy_2

Vic was stunned.

"If you’re the same kind of person as them, then why are you fighting them to the death?" Bai Wei repeated.

Vic’s transformation halted, and he murmured, "Why am I fighting them to the death..."

"Yes, you can’t remember anything, you can’t realize anything, yet you’re still fighting them to the death. Why is that?"

Vic opened his mouth but couldn’t answer.

"This guy left you a gift."

Vic looked up, slightly confused, at Bai Wei. "A gift?"

"Yes, calling it a gift might not be appropriate because you might not want it." Bai Wei fumbled in his pocket. "When I arrived last night, this guy was by your side, with only his last breath remaining, but he held on just to give you this... Ah, found it."

Bai Wei pulled out a vial of black-red blood from his pocket.

Vic was puzzled. "This is...?"

"His blood, which is... Hunter’s Blood," Bai Wei said calmly. "He told me, after the death of the God of Senluo, a Hunter’s power could only be passed through blood, and the birth of a Hunter is always accompanied by the death of another."

Vic was dumbfounded, seemingly having guessed something, but didn’t dare to believe it.

"Yes, this is the Hunter’s inheritance," Bai Wei said. "Accept this vial of blood, and you’ll be his successor, and also... the last Hunter of Senluo."

Bai Wei handed the blood over.

"Well, will you accept it?"

Vic instinctively took the vial of blood.

The moment his fingers touched the vial, the last fragment of vague memory became clear.

He recalled the last conversation between Wood and Ryan last night.

"I don’t understand. You’ve already left, so why come back... You should be able to see, he’s not the same kind as you."

"You’re not the same kind because you’re monsters, and he... is not."

In an instant, Vic’s hand stopped trembling.

The faint green in his eyes and the bristles on the back of his hand quickly receded.

The beast-like bent body slowly stood upright.

Only like this, could he hold the vial of blood steadily... though he didn’t even feel it himself.

"Looks like you accepted it." Bai Wei shrugged. "This way, the Hunter’s inheritance of Senluo isn’t completely broken."

Vic still hesitated a bit. "I don’t know what I should do."

"That’s up to you," Bai Wei said. "You’re the last person with Hunter’s Blood, so only you can decide what kind of person you want to become."

Bai Wei’s words with deep meaning made Vic frown again, but this time the confusion didn’t trouble him for long, and soon his expression became resolute.

"I want to find out the truth."

"About that little dog?"

"...Not just about Ade," Vic said. "But also about the Wildfire Sect believers, the past of this land, what really happened with the God of Senluo and the Wildfire Sect believers—I want to figure it all out."

"Can you do it?"

"I don’t know," Vic said softly, "but I must do it because I might be the only one still connected to both sides, the only one who can do this."

"Having that thought is quite good." Bai Wei gazed into Vic’s eyes, "But going deeper might make you recall more things, including some unpleasant memories. You don’t mind that?"

Though Vic’s reactions were always a bit slow, this time he heard the implication in Bai Wei’s words. After a brief silence, he answered firmly.

"No matter what I eventually recall, know, or what I become," Vic said, "I’ll always remember who I am, remember what I have to do."

"Is that so?" Bai Wei chuckled softly, "Then do you remember what you have to do once all these things are done?"

A flash of confusion crossed Vic’s eyes instantly. "Is there anything else apart from these?"

Bai Wei waited a moment, seeing that Vic still didn’t recall, before reminding him, "Did you forget your first Hunter commission? You haven’t delivered that message to that little girl yet."

Vic suddenly realized, "Oh, right."

"Tch, with that kind of memory, you say you never forget things."

"I, I didn’t forget!" Vic tried to argue, "I just... temporarily forgot."

And the more he spoke, the redder his face became.

"Whatever you say." Bai Wei shrugged, turned, and left, "You better use that guy’s blood... Just a reminder, that blood is meant to be injected, not drunk."

"Oh, really?"

"Tch, illiterate."

...

Wood came to a halt.

To be exact, he finally stopped.

Because he had been running since last night without stopping to rest.

He was afraid that if he stopped, that guy would catch up.

Fear turned into the most effective motivation, but even so, after running wildly until now, he finally couldn’t hold on any longer and had to stop to rest.

... So, where exactly had he run to?

Wood felt his head spinning a bit, and for a moment, he couldn’t even figure out where he was.

When he started running away last night, he intended to run back to see the leader directly.

However, Wood remembered that the leader was at a critical moment right now, and no one could see him, not even himself as the Church Leader.

Without a way to see the leader, where else could he go?

Find other Church Leaders?

That’s even more impossible.

Because all his subordinates were gone, and he was seriously injured, going to other Church Leaders at this time was definitely not a wise thing to do.

The Wildfire Sect believed in the survival of the fittest, both externally and internally alike.

So for a moment, Wood didn’t know where to go, and in his panic, he ended up running to a place even he didn’t recognize.

So what should he do next?

Wait here for the leader to become the main?

But last night’s unexpected events, wouldn’t they affect the leader’s final advancement path?

Wood felt extremely annoyed and began pacing back and forth.

And just then, he heard a faint sound of footsteps nearby, and his expression instantly froze. Instinctively thinking that guy had caught up again, he prepared to run away once more.

But just as he lifted his foot, he suddenly realized, didn’t he still have his sense of smell?

So he sniffed, then calmed his heart and lowered his foot.

It wasn’t that guy; it was a completely unfamiliar scent.

And there was little sense of a threat.

In other words, was it just an ordinary person who stumbled into the deep mountains?

But would a normal person come to a place like this?

Wood was a bit skeptical, but he wasn’t at the point where the smell of a regular person would scare him into running, so he stopped.

Maybe he could even get a meal out of this to boost his strength.

He thought this as he adopted a hunting stance.

At the moment the other party appeared, he lunged forward.

Two minutes later, Wood, with only half a body left, lost all signs of life, filled with disbelief and shock.

And the man who had appeared suddenly just frowned and brushed off the dirt from his body.

"What a fool." He shook his head, preparing to leave.

But just then, he felt something, and once again directed his eyes towards Wood’s corpse.

After pondering for a while, he still walked over to Wood’s body, pulled out a section of intestine, and began chewing it.

Then, he showed an expression of delight.

"Is it really there? That Hand Eye guy didn’t deceive me after all."

He couldn’t help but grin.

His teeth were sharp as knives.