Chapter 241 The Strongest Monster Catcher (1)
"A total of ten points of sword soul power have been distributed to you."
Aowu lay at Zhou Ye's feet, his voice was weak and he had no strength.
Zhou Ye looked at his broadsword, and there was still a faint purple-black mark on the rough and sharp blade.
Even after seven hundred years of grinding, she still couldn't erase the traces.
With the power of the sword soul, the luster of the blade becomes darker and darker, giving off a simple and desolate atmosphere.
When nothing happens, Zhou Ye will stare at his knife.
Aowu just lay aside and stared at Zhou Ye, raising his head from time to time to see if the Void Gate was open.
After a while, he stood up slowly, shook his heavy tail, and rubbed his head against Zhou Ye's body.
"Master, the door to the void is open, we can set off."
Zhou Ye nodded and put the sword behind his back.
Aowu leaned down, carried Zhou Ye on his back and flew into the void door that had been fully opened.
Seeing a huge wind and waves in front of him, Zhou Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, and then his body sank...
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Gantilos.
Located in the northernmost part of Katini, the most central city in the world.
In this world where monsters and humans coexist, Katini is one of the most prosperous cities in the world, and there are countless monsters hidden in this city.
Monsters have existed in this world longer than humans.
Later, humans invented the steam engine, invented electricity, and also invented a gun that could be held in the hand and kill the monster with one move.
After that, the status of humans and demons began to change.
There are good and bad people. Bad people will be judged by law and morality.
There are good and bad monsters.
There is no morality among monsters, they do whatever they want. Of course, this world can run smoothly to this day, and the number of human races continues to expand, which also shows that bad monsters cannot do whatever they want.
Because there is a type of people in this world who make a living by hunting monsters.
The world calls it a bounty hunter.
Gantilos is such a place, located in the north. To the north of the town is a dark swamp full of mangroves. There is also a desert forest area near the swamp. These places are all places where monsters hide.
Thanks to the geographical location of Gantilos, about 60% of this small city with a population of less than 100,000 people is a bounty hunter.
This is the city with the most bounty hunters in the world, the most complex and disorganized.
Unlike the city center here, hunting monsters has to follow a complicated set of procedures.
This is the territory of bounty hunters. The city lord was born as a demon hunter, and almost all the city management centers are demon hunters.
As a result, Gantilos has become a small town with strong folk customs. In the streets and alleys, hunters can be seen dragging their prey on the ground. The prey can be sold to the Bounty Hunter Management Bureau, bought and sold on the street, or even taken back by oneself. Keep it, even if you keep it for food, no one will care about it.
As long as you are not hurting humans or demons, they are the basic currency for the operation of this small town.
At the end of the mud streets, there are two rows of merchants squatting on the ground hawking.
Just spread out the cloth and put things on top to create a stall.
The road in the middle of the road was bumpy and muddy. Pairs of heavy boots stepped on it, inevitably staining the clothes.
It was another rainy day, and everyone was wearing thick cloaks. The dense drizzle fell like needles, and the air was filled with the smell of soil and blood.
The hunter in a black cloak walking in the middle was less than 1.7 meters tall. His long cloak was dragging on the ground, and the wide brim of his hat was dripping with rainwater. Under his completely covered face, there were only two wisps of wet black hair. Hair exposed.
(End of chapter)