Oracle of Terra

Henrik was a little surprised that the outlander hunter could keep up with their rhythm, and after a fierce battle, the clergy beast fell to the ground, and after Gascoigne smashed the ax into its skull, It stopped moving, and Henrik looked at the blocked bridge sullenly.

"We've got to go another way, damn it."

"Walk to the cemetery?"

Originally, the two people who were just trying to make the road easier finally had no choice but to take a group of non-combatants forward from the place where they met in the first place——the Orton Cemetery.

Gascoigne took out the key to open the gate, and a group of people arrived at the small church of Orton through the ladder in the water channel. Although the road to the cemetery was relatively short, they had to break through the siege of the villagers and werewolves. It still took some effort.

But Shining and the others saw a lantern in Uldun Chapel and the old man curled up there, looking dry.

If you don't pay attention, it's really hard to find this guy who acts like a human.

W also wanted to see who replaced this person, but the result seemed to be outside the scope of her recognition, maybe she was not replaced by someone she knew.

With this in mind, everyone took a short rest in the chapel filled with incense, and Warfarin in the choir was also chained to the pillar by Gascoigne.

"Henrik, tell me about your plan, otherwise I can't accept bringing such an annoying woman to the shelter."

"Well, don't be so impatient, my old chap...."

The two discussed the next plan. Ending the hunting night is a good way, but they still haven't figured out how to do it. They have been hunting monsters for a long time, but now, it is obvious that the situation is somewhat Not quite right.

"The two are saying that something has affected time itself?"

Shining narrowed her eyes slightly. From the previous conversation between Gascoigne and Viola, she guessed that the incense that was ready to spend the night was almost used up, and that in this dream story , there should be something that affects time.

"That's the only way to think about it. Otherwise, there is something wrong with our brains. But if so many of us have problems with our brains, it can only mean that something is not right."

Henrik spread his hands. The only conclusion that a well-informed old hunter like him can deduce is that there is something wrong with the hunting night itself, so Shining asked again about the choir and healing church thing.

The results obtained are very interesting. The cause of "blood therapy" in this mobile city is just as the narration at the beginning of the story introduces. People in the city excavated some ancient wreckage in an ancient ruin and extracted it from it. He obtained some blood and began to research and use it, and finally the technique of blood therapy was born, and from the application of blood, the profession of hunter was also born in Yanan, just like what the Shining and others drank in the Usefka Clinic Like those blood collection bottles, the power of the blood itself will induce animalism, or it is the source of the blood. Those wreckages have echoed something, let the hunting night begin, and the people who have undergone blood therapy have lycanthropy, and the healing church Concealing everything, trying to solve something, as for the hunter of the choir, what she did to the patients of the Usefka Clinic, I am afraid that it is also some kind of solution.

"It seems that we need to go to the cathedral to investigate some situations. Two."

"I do mean that."

Henrik nodded and looked at Gascoigne.

"You stay here, old man, and I'll go with these girls."

"why?"

"You can restrain yourself by staying with your family, don't be so desperate, and you can also be here just in case, this woman wants you to watch."

"......................"

Gascoigne understood that this was Henrik's concern for himself, and he only nodded at his friend's concern, and chose to stay in the small church in Uldun.

The Shining four followed Henryk on the road to the cathedral.

443. Forbidden Road

"So this story about blood actually has an archetype?"

Teresia, who watched W and others invade the cathedral with Telles, asked him curiously.

"Well, this story was originally quite long, but I cut it down a bit for the sake of entertainment. In terms of the game, it's a demo as a test version. The enemy that needs to be solved is nothing more than a monster in the Great Temple. At present, they have learned the truth of the night from the mouth of the old hunter, but the solution is to wait until next time. It is quite tiring for them to run the whole distance at once, but it is a pity that they did not die once. Sure enough, there are still too many people?"

Although it is often said that there is no black soul without brothers, the game experience will be much better when there are too many brothers, unless it is multiple weeks.

"So what kind of answer does this end of the story have?"

"The answer is that you were in a dream."

"......................"

Theresa suddenly felt very cold.

And at the same time...

"Can't it be simpler here?!"

W is a little unbearable to enter the cathedral, but they have to go from underground to underground and then underground. On the way, they encountered some tall monsters with cloth bags. These guys are far from lycanthropy, but looking at As soon as the opponent smashed a hole, everyone raised their vigilance.

"What is the origin of this group of guys with cloth bags?"

After finishing off the opponent, even W couldn't help but wiped the blood from his face, and asked the old hunter who led the way, but because the opponent was holding Tolan Cash's face, she didn't have any respect Attitude, she was not a Kazdale Top [-] young man who respected the old and loved the young.

"Oh, these guys belong to the Mensis school. If you are knocked out by this guy, you will be kidnapped directly. As for where you will go, I don't know."

The casual attitude of the old hunter Henrik is somewhat similar to Tolan himself, while Shining silently memorized the name of the Mensis School, although she thinks that it is very likely that it will not be used tonight, because she can Feeling that their story is about to end, after all, she learned too much information at the beginning of the story, although it may be thanks to their actions that quickly saved Father Gascoigne's family, after all, from Judging from the flow of the story, she felt that Father Gascoigne's family would probably die on the hunting night, and this Mr. Henrik would probably be hit hard too. Considering the psychological impact of lycanthropy, maybe Father Skoyne's death will have some bad effects on Henrik, leading to their hostility in the end.

Of course, this is just a thinking based on the routines of some literary works she read. She is not very clear about how it will actually develop. Just like now, led by an old hunter, they are in the neighborhood of the Healing Church. Kill Quartet.

It stands to reason that according to the interests of that majesty, they should actually be more difficult, but thanks to the logical and self-consistent design of the dream and the interaction of these skins replacing the NPC itself, they are much smoother than imagined , except that the blood stains all over his body affect his mood.

In the end, the team of five defeated the priests who guarded the cathedral. Those pale, tall priests who looked like dead people looked a little intrusive, but in front of the cathedral, after pushing the gate , What the crowd waited to see was the white-robed woman kneeling in front of the twisted and weird statue inside the broad church.

"You are?"

She turned her head sideways and spoke to everyone with a crisp voice.

"Archbishop Amelia, this is the first time we have met."

"Henrik the Hunter, you shouldn't have come here, come to this cathedral."

The woman called Amelia turned her head, and Maria also saw her face clearly.

"Sona..."

"Candle Knight."

Wearing a linen white robe, the girl who looked very poor but had a sacred and noble atmosphere had reproach in her eyes, but Henryk didn't care much.

"Maybe you should look at the situation of Yanan, the main host of Amelia, or do you know that all this happened, but still acquiesced?"

"Henrik the Hunter, what are you going to do?"

"End the night, and we need clues, my lord."

The old hunter unceremoniously unfolded his weapon, while Amelia sighed slightly and shook her head.

"It's time for you to come, and I can still stay awake."

"Wait...you too?"

Henrik looked at Amelia in disbelief. After all, she is the archbishop here, and he never expected that she would also fall into lycanthropy.

"Suffering will eventually come to everyone, Henryk, none of us can be spared, but I can tell you how you want to end the night of hunting, but that may lead to even more terrible In the end, are you sure you want to do it?"

"Speak clearly, Amelia."

Henrik signaled the girls to take out their weapons. After all, this pale woman seemed to be about to turn into a beast. She just grabbed the golden pocket watch in her hand and shook her head.

"Those members of the Mensis school wandering in the church town, they want to call the gods, come down to Ahagul under Yanan, but Master William prevents this, at the cost of the stagnation of the hunting night. "

"Stagnation..."

Henrik thought of the incense that Gascoigne's family was about to run out. The incense that can resist lycanthropy and monsters represents the lifeblood of the hunting night, but now it seems that this lifeline itself is not worth relying on up.

"God..."

Listening to the conversation between the two, I couldn't help but think of Telles. I don't know what kind of "god" exists in this dream, but for people like them, maybe letting the gods descend itself represents a bad thing. As a result, during the conversation with Henrik, Amelia's face became a little distorted. She looked a little painful, and Henrik also understood that this was a sign of the worsening of lycanthropy.

"Any last words? Amelia."

"Uh... I don't need any last words, hunters, you just need to hunt, if you really want to break the cycle of dreams, then... go to Byron Weiss, let me have one People stay here, I will not hinder anyone, just let me concentrate on praying to the gods."

"........................."

Henrik looked at Amelia, who clasped her fingers tightly and grasped the golden pocket watch, trembling, and bit her lip.

"Forget it, let's go."

She is here, if the cathedral is closed, it shouldn't cause any bad effects. As for Byron Weiss... Henrik knows the way to Byron Weiss.

"Is it really okay to not worry about it?"

Shining can see that Amelia itself should represent a huge threat. Judging from the clergy monster that was dealt with on the bridge before, it is clear that the monsters transformed by the clergy of the Healing Church are even more terrifying.

"We have more important things. Even though Ahagul is also annoying, the more troublesome thing is really Byron Weiss..."

"What kind of place is that?"

As a foreigner, W naturally has never heard of Byron Weiss, Henrik sighed.

"It is a facility that belongs to the choir, which you will arrive after passing through the Forbidden Forest."

"The Choir..."

The Shining thought of the choir huntress who was wearing the warfarin skin. So, Byron Weiss is the base camp of the choir?

"Of course, Byron Weiss itself has a big problem, but the bigger problem is the Forbidden Forest. This place is very difficult to enter, and there are many dangerous monsters. It is more dangerous and dangerous than the lycanthropy patients wandering in Yanan. fear."

"Even an old hunter like you is afraid?"

Sona couldn't help feeling curious, but Henrik shook his head.

"No, why am I afraid of monsters? It's just troublesome. You'll know when you go, but there are five of us, so maybe it will be a lot easier."

While comforting the girls, Henrik also came to the entrance of the Forbidden Forest, in front of a heavy wooden door.

"Is there something wrong with the construction workers here, and there are too many twists and turns?"

W became a little annoyed about the route to the entrance of the Forbidden Forest.

"Isn't it?"

Henrik also agreed and knocked on the heavy door, followed by a low and hoarse male voice from inside.

"Password..."

"Revere the blood of the ancient gods."

Henrik thought it was easy to guess the slogan of the Church of Healing, but when he opened it, what everyone saw was a skeleton sitting beside a stone pillar and wearing the uniform of the Church of Healing. Leah and Sona's heart.

"The one who just spoke...is this?"

"Probably, it's not surprising what happened on the hunting night anyway, let's move on."

As an old hunter who has experienced many battles, Henrik has never seen anything strange, and the mere response from the corpse is just a trivial matter, but Maria and Sona couldn't help but look at the corpse more, as if he was still alive. Will answer again audibly.

Then, after walking down the winding and twisting mountain road, everyone came to the real entrance of the Forbidden Forest. Henrik looked at the mill at the entrance, opened the gate, and motioned for the girls to come in together.

"Take a break for a while. Even if the hunter is physically strong, he still has mental fatigue. The most important thing is to keep his heart at a normal level. The constant killing is very corrosive to the spirit, so rest for a while, and then We still have to go through the forest, so we won't have time to rest."

"Ok."

Maria seemed to want to seek the opinions of Shining and W. The black-robed Dr. Sarkaz nodded and agreed. They really needed to rest for a while. Their bodies and minds are tested, but the Shining pointed to the lantern outside the mill.

"Go back to the hunter's dreamland and rest, it's safer there."

"Er... Mister Henrik?"

Maria seemed to be concerned about the old hunter who brought them all the way, but W shrugged.

"He must be fine. After all, he is the guide. Why are you so concerned about it?"

W who lit the lantern turned into mist and dissipated into the air, and the others followed closely behind.

444. Ancient People Are Unreliable

"Too immersed in dreams is not a good thing in itself, Maria."

"what?"

After arriving in the hunter's dreamland, Maria was a little confused by W's words.

"I'm not too immersed, am I?"

"Then why do you care so much about that guy staring at Tolan Cash's face?"

"Uh....."

Having said that, Maria seemed to understand something, but Shining sighed.

"W, although you said that being too immersed in a dream is not a good thing, I agree with you. The mobile city in the dream is full of grotesques and horrors, and our battle itself is full of blood and killing. If you immerse yourself in it, It is very likely that his humanity will be annihilated, and he will become a crazy monster like the animalized villagers in the dream."

This is indeed the truth, Sona couldn't help but nodded, sometimes the reality of this dream will make people forget that this place itself is a dream.