
Dragon Slayer Demon Hunter
by Hekas
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Listen, crows are crying on the treetops, which is a memorial of life; look, the thick smoke is rising in the distance, it is the ashes of monsters; smell, a breathtaking fragrance, it is the smell of being intoxicated with hunting. When the gunfire rang out and the fire engulfed the earth, don't forget that they may be numb people born with bloodthirsty, they may be nobles from poor families, or they may be slaves sold to a foreign land. When the gunfire rings out, all these are just consumables you use to enhance your prestige, and perhaps even their names will not be remembered. My name is Bliss, I am a bounty hunter, and my journey continues...
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Listen, the crow is crying on the treetops, it is a memorial of life; Look, the thick smoke rising in the distance is the ashes of the monster; Smell, the breathtaking fragrance, it is the smell of hunting. Before the gunfire rang out, the fire engulfed the earth. Don't forget that they are numb people born of bloodthirsty, they are nobles from poor families, and they are slaves who were sold to a foreign land. Gunshots rang out. All these were just consumables used to enhance their prestige. Perhaps even their names would not be remembered. My name is Bliss, I am a bounty hunter, and my journey continues...













