The hotel was heavy with demonic energy, and Xiao Lan, feeling listless, sprawled on the sofa. The faint demonic aura held no interest for him. He glanced at He Li and let out a low whine, indicating his disinterest in these minor demons.
He Li nodded. "Well, well, Xiao Lan is getting cocky. But whatever, if a dog doesn't care, why should I? Time to sleep!"
Demons roam everywhere, who's afraid of whom?
He Li took a shower and changed into the hotel's pajamas. As he lay on the bed, gazing at the ceiling, he thought. Although he wasn't afraid, caution was still the better part of valor. He sat up and looked at Xiao Lan, who was sleeping on the sofa, and said, "Xiao Lan, come sleep beside Dad."
Xiao Lan slowly got up from the sofa and walked to the bedside, settling on the carpet.
He Li felt reassured and lay down to sleep.
In the middle of the night,
He Li slowly opened his eyes. The bedside lamp cast a soft, dim light. The window had been opened at some point, and the wind was blowing in, rustling the curtains.
A salty, cool breeze entered the room, and He Li found goosebumps rising on his arms. This surprised him. His current spiritual cultivation was at the Spirit Condensation realm, and his gene lock was at the second stage.
If he had to use a standard to measure his strength, he had reached the level where he could fall from a height of 15 meters and survive.
What kind of wind could cause his skin to react with such natural resistance?
He Li glanced at Xiao Lan and found him sleeping soundly, seemingly unconcerned about any external demons or evil spirits.
"Alright," He Li resigned himself. "If the divine messenger isn't working, then the god himself has to step in."
He got out of bed, walked to the coffee table in front of the sofa, and picked up his knife.
He Li approached the room door, taking a deep breath.
At this moment, the demonic energy was exceptionally heavy, making even breathing difficult. Standing at the door, he could already imagine the corridor outside being packed with demons.
He was a god, why would he be afraid?
He Li pulled open the door, stepped out with one foot, and poked half his body out to survey the corridor.
At the end of the corridor, connecting to the stairwell, stood a half-human, half-wild boar demon, about two meters tall. Its obese body was covered in black hair as coarse as steel needles, and its two tusks resembled curved blades. It exuded a potent demonic aura.
At that moment, the boar demon was gnawing on another demon resembling a shark at the stairwell.
He Li froze, or rather, he was stunned by the scene before him. Demons devouring each other. Judging by the intensity of the demonic energy, this boar demon should be a Rank Two demon.
But,
What He Li was thinking was... Were there wild boars on Victoria Island?
Yes, his thoughts always deviated from the norm. A Rank Two demon was devouring another demon, the demonic energy was thick, and the scent of blood filled the air. In such a terrifying scene,
He was still wondering if Victoria Island had wild boars.
He Li looked for a moment, pursed his lips, and thought, "Since Brother Wild Boar is eating fish, let's not disturb him. It's rude to interrupt someone's meal, it's quite inappropriate."
He hid the knife behind his back, retreated his half-extended body, gently closed the door, locked it, tiptoed back to the bed, hugged his knife, and went to sleep.
Lying on the bed, He Li mused, "Perhaps it's a wild boar that likes seafood. But it chose a bad place to eat. The hotel corridor isn't ideal, not ideal at all..."
As He Li was thinking, Xiao Lan woke up. He lifted his head and looked towards the direction of the door, about to get up.
He Li smacked Xiao Lan on the head and whispered angrily, "No manners! They're eating, why should we disturb them? Let it eat. When it's full, it won't come back to eat us..."
He Li's voice abruptly stopped.
Xiao Lan turned to look at the bed, his silver eyes filled with confusion. Xiao Lan looked at the empty bed. Who hit him just now?
He Li was gone. He had stopped mid-sentence and vanished from the bed.
Xiao Lan looked at the room door again, thinking, "Why hasn't the god returned yet? Hey? Who hit me just now? I think someone was muttering something in my ear."
Xiao Lan lifted his front paws to scratch his face and then lay down to sleep again.
Meanwhile,
He Li, still in his pajamas and holding his knife, stood with a long, sullen face by the window at the end of the corridor, watching the "eating" wild boar brother about a meter away.
At this moment, the wild boar brother was crunching on shark fins. The shark demon, about three meters long, had half its body in the stairwell and the other half in the corridor, almost entirely consumed by the boar demon.
He Li stared with dead eyes. In a mere moment of disorientation, he had appeared here. He had been lying in bed just moments ago. What a strange thing, he was truly baffled.
The next second,
The boar demon raised its massive head. Its ugly face was covered in blood and scraps of flesh, and its curved tusks were still adorned with something resembling intestines, emitting a foul stench and heavy demonic energy.
The hotel corridor lights flickered and then went out, one by one. Fortunately, the emergency lights in the corridor were still on, but for He Li, it would have been better if they had gone out completely.
Because this scene was even more terrifying. In the dim, long corridor, a single green emergency light illuminated the scene. Before him stood a boar demon, with half a shark lying on the ground, a bloody mess.
With every breath, his nostrils were filled with the pungent stench.
The boar demon looked at He Li.
He Li also looked at the boar demon.
Man and demon, their eyes met. Time seemed to stop for about two seconds. The boar demon was probably confused too. How did this person suddenly appear here without him noticing?
"Hunter?"
The boar demon's voice was surprisingly gruff, like that of an honest person if he were human.
He Li pursed his lips and replied, "Not from around here. Sorry to disturb you. Please continue eating, I'll be going now."
As he finished speaking,
He Li sidestepped the demon and started to leave.
The next moment,
He Li drew his knife and turned back, blocking it horizontally.
Clang!
A metallic collision echoed through the empty corridor.
He Li used his knife to block the boar's two charging tusks and said helplessly, "You eat your meal, I'll go my way. Why do we have to fight?"
"I want to eat you."
"I don't taste good."
"You smell delicious, I want to eat you."
"I refuse."
"Then I'll kill you and eat you."
"Are you even making sense? I already said no, why are you insisting on eating me?"
The boar was stunned by He Li's question. Indeed, he didn't agree to be eaten, so why should he eat him? No, he was a demon, did he need to ask for a human's consent before eating them?
More importantly, the boar had never encountered someone with such a peculiar way of thinking as He Li. In the past, humans he encountered either fainted from fear or desperately fled. None had ever engaged in conversation like this person before him, and then, refused to be eaten.
However, this hunter seemed to have some strength, as he could block his tusks.
The boar retreated slightly, raised its arms, and grabbed its two tusks.
The next moment,
He Li's heart suddenly tightened. He was terrified.
"Holy crap,
The boar pulled off its own tusks!"