The World is Sick

"Blood therapy... Beastization..."

"Hunter... blood race..."

"Superior...Son of God..."

"We keep repeating the mistakes we made..."

Kevin flicked the moonlight sword lightly, shook his head and sighed, and said a famous saying full of irony.

"The only lesson we can learn from history is that we can't learn anything from history!"

Maria was slightly taken aback when she heard this, and had to nod in pain.

Seeing that the huntress had already guessed something, Kevin simply told Maria about the surface darkness covered by Yanan.

The huntress, who listened quietly the whole time, unknowingly clenched her fists, her skin was so pale that there was no blood, her white teeth even bit her cherry lips with a bloodstain, and the strong smell of iron permeated her mouth.

She joined the Star Clock Tower because she was attracted by the light, but her too good imagination made her ignore the filth and darkness that flowed all the time in the corner.

It turned out that I had never broken free from the shackles of fate, but changed places, and still became a butcher's knife.

"When did you know this?"

Maria looked at the foreigner who was interested in stroking the Sumeru gold cup pattern, and whispered, with a melancholy breath, a slight sense of alienation and guard.

The warm and sincere faces in the memory seem to be covered with a misty blood mist at this moment. It seems that they may open their mouths at any time and transform into man-eating beasts.

And the ease and laziness flowing from the outsider's bones also made Maria feel that she had never understood him.

Even her own teacher has changed from being glorious before to being distorted and unfamiliar. Maria doesn't know what she should believe in this crazy world.

In this regard, Kevin sighed and had to tell the truth.

"Usefka clinic, where I got first-hand information..."

"If you want to know more, we can go and see that old friend..."

Suddenly, Kevin seemed to feel something, the voice stopped abruptly, and his face was ugly.

"There's something wrong with the doctor!"

"Come on!"

Maria stood up without hesitation, and dragged Kevin to the exit in the direction of the Forbidden Forest.

Sure enough, Senior Sister Maria is still Senior Sister Maria...

Kevin, who was walking through the dark corridor, looked at the anxious and tense beautiful side face, and smiled quietly.

True kindness, even if they have seen the existence of darkness, will yearn for the light even more!

Kevin secretly raised his fingertips, and there was a faint blue glow, and the surrounding space formed strange folds and twists.

The two stepped forward a few steps, and before they knew it, they had reached the exit at the edge of the forbidden forest.

In the Yusefka clinic hundreds of meters away, the trees fell down with a click, splashing a layer of soil waves, and the roar of hitting the wooden houses made people's teeth sore.

The situation was critical, so Kevin and Maria rushed forward without thinking too much about it, and rushed to the scene of the incident.

But just a few steps forward, the nearby crazy-growing bushes shook violently, and several werewolves jumped out of it, blocking the road.

With long saliva in their mouths and greedy and fierce eyes, they howled and rushed towards the two thin-skinned and tender prey.

However, Kevin and Maria are both fighters, and a few werewolves can't pose a threat at all, at most they can only slow down their pace for a few seconds.

It seems that the topic of blood therapy and animalization has affected Maria. This huntress who used to be decisive is a little bit restrained in the face of werewolves.

Seeing this, Kevin stepped forward, slashed and smashed the moonlight sword, and violently sent a group of werewolves blocking the way flying.

However, in just a few tens of meters, they encountered more than a dozen werewolves, and the gazes of the two met were dignified.

Werewolves, why are there so many?

As Kevin and Maria raised their heads slightly, the blood-like brilliance of the sky greeted their eyes.

Yanan in the distance seemed to be covered with a thin layer of blood mist, and the elongated and distorted shadow was like a monster waking up from the ground.

The blood moon is here!

ps: First two updates today, and four to five updates tomorrow.

Chapter 1206 Chapter [-] The True and False Doctor

Bang!

In the dark and gloomy clinic, under the impact of some strange force, the windows creaked and deformed, the glass shattered and splashed, and the rough breathing in the corner conveyed deep fear.

What's even more weird is that, in order to guard against wild beasts, the nailed steel bars are strangely separated to the two sides, as if being torn apart by invisible giant hands.

Immediately, there was a rattling sound along the opened gap, and the shattered glass fragments scattered on the ground were crushed and swept away, as if a transparent monster broke into the room.

Under the blood-red moonlight, the slender shadow like white mist refracted various distorted gestures on the glass fragments all over the floor.

But at the same time, the glass shards from different angles also provide a rich perspective for this monster.

At this moment, the sliding sound of snakes on the ground stopped before the corner, and everything seemed to be dead still.

Whoosh!

However, following the rough and turbid breathing, several piercing sounds sounded, following the sound.

"careful!"

While shouting hastily, Yusefka at the corner was violently pulled away by a huge force, and slammed into the inner door of the ward at the end, and a black sickle blade passed behind her from top to bottom.

"Pfft!"

Like the sound of cloth being torn, something seemed to be cut in midair and hit the ground heavily.

The constantly bouncing thing made the glass shards all over the floor rattle.

In extreme panic, Yusefka finally saw the general appearance of the attacker clearly through the blurred refraction of the glass shards.

It was a strip of tentacles that exuded blue-purple fluorescence, and could change with the color of the environment.

The two things that were cut off just now were still on the ground like undead earthworms, wriggling around, almost crawling in front of her.

And when Yousefka cowered back in panic, she looked up in a trance, and there were hundreds of similar tentacles densely packed in the outer hall.

Quite strangely, when she calmed down a little and observed again, she couldn't see anything.

Looking at the empty room and the already rattling ground, Yusefka could only feel a strong sense of crisis coming from all around, countless snake-like things crawling in the dark.

laugh!

The black sickle slashed obliquely in front of Yousefka, and it seemed that something severed in mid-air brushed against half of her cheek.

"What a daze! Go back!"

"Lock the doors and windows, and don't come out no matter what you hear!"

Wearing a bird's beak mask and holding a blade of mercy, Irene the crow hunter gestured and swiped, and the gaze shot through the lens was full of anxiety.

Yusefka glanced at the red blood stains on the huntress' abdomen and her bandaged arms, with a look of displeasure.

But she couldn't help much outside, so she could only close her eyes cruelly, and put all the medicines and utensils she collected in her arms beside Irene.

Seeing the female doctor crawling towards the ward with her body lowered, Irene grabbed several scalpels from the ground, pressed them against the wall, stood up suddenly, and threw them forward.

A muffled sound came from mid-air, and three or four fluorescent tentacles were firmly nailed to one side.

"Come on, you bastards of the church!"

Irene raised her neck and drank the blood bottle, observing the peripheral vision from the corner of her eyes all the time, and couldn't help but touch the seven or eight fluorescent tentacles interspersed around, and rolled decisively on the spot.

The vigorous figure smashed through the crumbling window after one side was repeatedly destroyed, and rushed out of the door, preparing to attract these monsters to leave, so as to protect the clinic and the survivors inside.

However, as soon as it landed, several big men wandering around rushed up howling excitedly, smashing down the meat chopping axes and bone sawing knives indiscriminately.

They can vaguely see the human form, but their bodies are swollen, their muscles are knotted and twisted, and under the broken clothes, their bones and tendons are like banyan tree roots growing randomly, looking hideous and terrifying.

Code-named "Executioner", an ordinary Yanan citizen whose limbs were severely eroded by the blood of the ancient gods due to killings in the blood moon.

The crow hunter knelt on one knee, his waist sank, his hands slid towards the end of the sickle blade by inertia, and at the same time he stretched his arms across.

In the bloody rain, Irene sighed slightly, her eyes pitying.

From the moment of mental breakdown, they were hopeless. She had buried dozens of fallen hunters, and she knew that this was an almost irreversible process.

With the passage of time, the erosion of the human body by the blood of the ancient gods will only continue to intensify, making them completely unrecognizable.

Now, there is another blood moon that can easily cause mental confusion.

Maybe this time, Yanan is really doomed.

boom!

However, before Irene could breathe, the windows and the outer wall of the Usefka Clinic were violently smashed.

Three monsters with short limbs, swollen heads, and densely packed fluorescent tentacles surrounded the crow hunter in a floating posture.

Irene looked at the white piece of cloth embroidered with familiar patterns on the skinny arm of the monster in the center, and the gaze under the beak mask was full of coldness and killing intent.

Code-named "Celestial Messenger", the "God's Familiar" created by the Healing Church's high-level chants to fight against lycanthropy and blood moons.

They were all devout believers of the Healing Church. Under the instigation of the hymn group about [Doomsday Judgment] and [Self-salvation], they were baptized and turned into this ghostly appearance.

The destruction of the Sumerian Dynasty once made these Yanan lunatics rise from the ruins of the underground palace and the animal disasters appeared, and they began to be vigilant and plan.

They didn't want to repeat the ending of the Sumerian era, so they chose to communicate with new gods.

Those people hoped to harness the power of these superiors through certain methods and rituals, so as to survive the catastrophe of Yanan.

But if the price of living is to abandon her identity and feelings as a human being, then she would rather not have this kind of salvation!

Before, I accidentally broke the activities of the Healing Church's high-level choral group, and did not choose to join them, so this group of lunatics sent a group of God's relatives to hunt and kill her.

If she hadn't been dragged to the clinic for treatment by the nosy Yusefka on the way out of Yanan, she might have died of cold.

But even if she was able to escape for a while, facing the behemoth of the Healing Church, she was still dug out.

This time, I am afraid that Yusefka will be implicated. Irene's spirit is tense, and her eyes are gloomy.

The distance between the two sides was about ten steps, and the tentacles on the heads of the three celestial messengers glowed faintly from the roots, and suddenly shot towards the female hunter at the front.