"Arghhh … …!!"
With a flash of the sword, the cane blade pierced into the werewolf's head. The huge werewolf raised its claws and waved it desperately a few times, then fell to the ground, dead. At the same moment Fangzheng killed the werewolf, he felt as though an invisible force had entered his body through the blade. His body, which was originally sore because of the pain in his chest, seemed to have become much more comfortable under the effect of this warm force.
What's going on?
Fangzheng put down the sword in his hand and opened the Dimensional Codex again, but the system did not seem to have changed. The system was still offline, so Fangzheng could only close the Dimensional Codex. He walked to the werewolf's side and picked up the music box that had fallen on the ground. At that moment, Fangzheng's eyes stopped on a corpse not far away.
It was a woman in a white dress. Her body was badly mutilated. Judging from the wounds, she should have been torn by the claws of a large beast. But that was not important. What was important was ….. on the woman's chest, there was a bright ruby brooch.
"So that's how it is …."
Seeing this, Fangzheng had more or less guessed the whole story. The woman should be the little girl's mother, and the man who went crazy in front of him just now should be the little girl's father. Obviously, the woman found her husband, but was attacked by the werewolf and died in front of her husband. That was why her husband was so angry and killed those crazy people.
But unfortunately, anger destroyed his last bit of rationality …. As for why he became like this, Fangzheng did not know. Maybe he could find some clues in further exploration of this town.
"Sigh …."
Thinking of this, Fangzheng also sighed. He hesitated for a moment, then walked to the side of the female corpse and took the brooch. If Fangzheng's guess was correct, then these things were the belongings of the girl's relatives. Since Fangzheng couldn't bring them back, he should at least return these belongings to the little girl. As for the two corpses, Fangzheng did not have the heart to leave them in the wilderness. Fortunately, this was a cemetery, and there were holes everywhere. So, Fangzheng found two adjacent pits and buried the two corpses in them. He then stuck the hunter's weapon in front of the grave as a tombstone.... At least, this was the only thing he could do for now.
But the man from before told him to go to the church? Was there something in the Church?
Thinking of this, Fangzheng also walked up the stairs, opened the iron gate, and entered the building in front of the cemetery. When he climbed up the ladder to the second floor, he found that it was a library or reading room. There were scattered documents everywhere. Fangzheng casually glanced at them and found that they were all the ravings of a madman, such as "The spiders of Byron Weiss covered up all the methods of the ritual. That's a pity, I hate spiders …. "A bunch of messy things that Sheyan couldn't understand at all.
"Why do I feel like this is more like a madhouse than a church? Don't tell me I'm going to jump into an escape hatch again."
While complaining, Fangzheng walked to the end of the corridor. There was a spiral staircase there, and beside the staircase was a ….. a big treasure chest.
"… ….."
Looking at the treasure chest in front of him, Fangzheng hesitated for a moment. Then, he stretched out his hand, gripped his cane sword, and stabbed the treasure chest a few times.
The treasure chest did not react at all.
It seemed that this was a real treasure chest.
"I feel more and more like I've come to some RPG world …."
While complaining, Fangzheng opened the treasure chest. But to his disappointment, there was nothing inside that Fangzheng felt could advance the "plot". There was only a very strange tool that seemed to be used for embedding something. Fangzheng fiddled with it a few times, then casually threw it back …. This was not a game. He did not have so many useless things on him.
But then again, this was not a game. Otherwise, who would put such a boring thing in the chest? Even if you gave me some coins … I don't think I could buy anything.
After making a cameo appearance as a hero, Fangzheng walked up the stairs, stretched out his hand, and pushed open the closed door at the end of the stairs.
"Creak …."
The heavy door slowly opened, and a strong smell of incense assailed his nostrils. Fangzheng raised his head, carefully looked around, and slowly walked in. In front of him was a beautifully decorated church. Several stone statues of different shapes were erected on both sides, and in the middle of the church stood a candlestick. The light of the setting sun shone into the church through the window above, bringing with it a bit of warmth.
"Haa …."
At that moment, a voice suddenly rang beside Fangzheng, startling him. Fangzheng hurriedly turned his head and saw an old man wrapped in bright red rags looking at him with a smile on his right side. His hands were slender, and he did not even look like a human, but his tone was not as crazy as the monsters outside.
"Oh …. You must be a hunter …."
The old man raised his head and looked around like a snail crawling out of its shell. Then, he turned his head towards Fangzheng.
"I'm sorry that the incense has covered your smell. Good, very good. I've been waiting for your arrival. These hunts make everyone hide indoors, waiting for the end …. That's how it was, and it's how it is now, and forever …. But it won't end so easily, at least not this time. Some of the townspeople hiding indoors have even deteriorated. The screams of female townspeople, the stench of blood, and the roars of monsters are no longer rare. I can tell you that Yanan is finished …. But if you see anyone who hasn't lost their mind, bring them here, Orton Chapel. They'll be safe here. Incense …. "
As he spoke, the old man waved his hands desperately, as if trying to catch something.
"… Incense will drive away the wild beasts. They won't dare to come here …."
He had finally met someone who could be considered normal.
Although the old man in front of him did not really conform to his aesthetic standards, at least she was the only two people that Fangzheng could talk to normally after he woke up in this world!
Although strictly speaking, she was not very normal.
"I'm sorry, I'm not a hunter. In fact, I just accidentally stumbled into this place."
Fangzheng spread his hands and made an apologetic gesture.
"To be honest, I have no idea what's going on here. If you can, I hope you can answer my question …. What is the Night of Hunting? What's going on here? "
"…."
Hearing Fangzheng's question, the old man was silent for a moment. Then, he waved his hands again.
"This place … is cursed. Humans … have been blinded by their greed. They are cursed. Yanan was born from blood, flourished from blood, but now, it's about to die. But it can't die completely. It can only linger on like this, struggling to avoid the blade of the Blade of Destruction …. "
The old man sighed softly and lowered his head.
"Blood brings and destroys everything. They become monsters and are hunted by the hunters, but the hunters are also attracted by the blood …. So, there are hunters …. This is the Night of Hunting. Everything, everything has become different. Everything is chaotic …. It was like that in the past, and it's the same now …. All we can do is pray …."
The old man stopped and lowered his head, as if he had fallen into a long period of reminiscence and contemplation. Or maybe he had simply fallen asleep. Seeing this scene, Fangzheng shook his head. Although the old man's words were a little incoherent and full of all kinds of literary and artistic expressions that Fangzheng hated the most, at least he could get some information from the old man's words.
At least for now, the name of this town was Yanan. It used to be glorious, but because of the endless desire of humans for a certain kind of blood, it became its current dilapidated state. Those who were infected by the blood turned into monsters, which was why hunters hunted them down. The hunters themselves also seemed to be infected by the strange power of the blood in the process of hunting. The man he met just now was probably one of the hunters who went crazy after being bewitched by the blood. Come to think of it, he did seem to be muttering something about blood or the fragrance of blood at that time ….
"Can I rest here for a while?"
Fangzheng looked at the old man again, and the old man nodded.
"Of course, Hunter. You can rest here. Please …."
'I told you I'm not a hunter ….'
Facing the old man, Fangzheng was speechless. Although he wanted to go back and find the little girl as soon as possible, after such a long period of fighting and exploring, Fangzheng was a little tired. So, he found a place in the corner of the church, leaned against the wall, and closed his eyes.
Soon, a strong sense of drowsiness overwhelmed him. It didn't take long for Fangzheng to fall into a deep sleep ….
Soon, Fangzheng opened his eyes again.
There was only darkness in front of him.
"This is …."
Fangzheng stood up and looked in front of him in surprise. He thought he had only taken a nap for a while, but now it seemed that he was in complete darkness. And … .this place didn't look like the church he was in just now.
So, what exactly is this place?
At that moment, a voice that Fangzheng was very familiar with suddenly sounded not far away.
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