"Who are you?"
Before Fangzheng could finish his sentence, the sword in his hand had already slashed at the woman in front of him. He was sure that there was something wrong with this woman who disguised herself as Yusufka. No matter what, he had to subdue her first and interrogate her later!
However, this woman wasn't a pushover either. Facing Fangzheng's attack, she nimbly dodged to the back. Then, Fangzheng saw a twisted smile on her face.
"A reckless Hunter … Alright, that's great. I also want to experience the feeling of fighting a Hunter!"
With that said, Fangzheng saw the woman raise her right hand. Following that, the fingers on her right hand rapidly extended, transforming into several tentacles that lunged at Fangzheng!
If Fangzheng was a Magical Girl, perhaps he would have been in danger by now. Fortunately, Fangzheng's class didn't include a Magical Girl, so naturally, he wouldn't be restrained by the tentacles in front of him. He raised his left hand and clenched the silver dagger that was transformed from the Sky Slicer. Along with the flash of the blade, the tentacles on the woman's right hand were sliced into pieces. She screamed and tried to retreat.
You want to run? Not so fast!
Seeing the woman retreating along the corridor, Fangzheng did not hesitate to hold the large sword in his right hand tightly. His entire body turned into a storm as he suddenly charged forward. Then, the sharp blade in his hand tore through the air and stabbed straight towards the woman's body. Although the woman attempted to raise the pistol in her left hand to attack Fangzheng, Fangzheng was clearly much faster than her. Just as she raised the gun in her hand, a sword beam flashed. In the next moment, the woman's left hand and the pistol in her hand were completely chopped off.
"Ahhhhh!"
The intense pain caused the woman to scream, but Fangzheng's attack didn't stop because of this. He raised his sword again and swung it forward with all his might. Accompanied by the splattering of blood, the woman flew backward and slammed heavily into the wall before collapsing to the ground. At the same time, Fangzheng saw the woman's face begin to change. She was a beautiful woman just a moment ago. But now, her face was like a woman with heavy makeup who had been splashed with makeup remover. Even her facial features were beginning to change shape and melt. Shortly after, before Fangzheng's eyes, the human-like woman turned into a monster with tentacles all over her body …
"— — —!"
The monster raised its head and let out a muffled scream at Fangzheng. But in the next moment, the huge and sharp blade pierced through its heart, ending its life completely. At the same time, Fangzheng felt an energy similar to the one he had used to defeat Father Gascoigne. It flowed into his body through the sword.
Hmm … According to the game settings, both of them are bosses?
Could it be that he could only pick up firewood when he was fighting a BOSS?
After confirming that the monster was dead, Fangzheng continued to lead the two deeper into the clinic. It was obvious that the monster was disguised as Dr. Yousefka to lure the survivors to her clinic. But Fangzheng didn't know what she wanted to do. But since this Dr. Yousefka was a fake, where was the real Dr. Yousefka?
On the second floor of the clinic, Fangzheng finally found another Dr. Yousefka. She was tied to a chair and lying on the ground. Her mouth was gagged with a cloth. Hearing the footsteps, the woman's eyes revealed a frightened expression. But when she saw Fangzheng and the others, hope and joy reappeared in her eyes.
"Dr. Yousefka!"
Seeing the woman on the ground, Cecilia shouted and wanted to rush over, but Fangzheng signaled Madame Sophie to stop her. After all, the monster was disguised as Yousefka, so who knew if this was another fake one. Hence, Fangzheng carefully walked towards the woman in front of him with his sword in hand. Then, he cut off the ropes binding her. The woman got up from the ground and bowed respectfully to Fangzheng.
"Thank you, Hunter … Thank you for saving me …"
"I already said that I'm not a hunter …"
Fangzheng was speechless. Why would the people in this world call someone a hunter when they see a weapon? Was there nothing else?
"Are you Dr. Yousefka?"
"Yes … I'm Dr. Yousefka …"
Hearing Fangzheng's question, the woman nodded carefully. Fangzheng extended his hand and pointed behind him.
"Then, do you know that child?"
Hearing Fangzheng's words, Yousefka looked behind Fangzheng. After seeing Cecilia, her eyes lit up.
"Cecilia!"
"Doctor!"
Hearing Yousefka's voice, the little girl waved happily at her. At this moment, Fangzheng was relieved. He looked at the woman in front of him and asked.
"What's going on? Who's that fake one? "
"That …"
Facing Fangzheng's question, Yousefka seemed to be a little disappointed.
"That's a member of the Hymn Group … I really didn't expect that they could find this place … But …"
Saying until here, Yousefka lowered her head and sighed softly.
"This place is no longer safe."
Fangzheng glanced around. He could see that this woman knew a lot of things. But now wasn't the time to ask about this. When they returned to the church, he would have plenty of time to ask her about everything. Hence, Fangzheng raised his sword and gave the order.
"We have to leave this place immediately and go to the church. It's safe there now."
"Okay …"
Dr. Yousefka was reluctant to leave her clinic, but after the attack just now, she already knew that this place was dangerous, so she could only nod and leave the clinic with Fangzheng.
On the way to the church, Fangzheng tried to find other survivors, but unfortunately, these survivors were unwilling to believe Fangzheng's words. Some of them even seemed to have begun to lose consciousness. In the face of Fangzheng's questioning, the only thing they could do was to roar and roar.
In this regard, Fangzheng had nothing to say.
As for dying, since you guys have chosen this path, then do as you please …
Although they didn't encounter any obstacles on the way to the chapel, when Fangzheng led the three of them to the cemetery, he suddenly heard indistinct roars and clashing sounds of weapons coming from the cemetery. It sounded like someone was in the middle of a battle.
Holy sh * t, it can't be, again?
Hearing the sounds of battle, Fangzheng rolled his eyes helplessly and carefully walked up the stairs.
Then, Fangzheng saw two figures in a fierce battle in the cemetery. One of them was wearing yellow clothes, while the other was wearing a raven costume. Both of them held guns in their left hands and melee weapons in their right. The one dressed like a raven held a scimitar, while the one in yellow held a sawtooth machete.
Although the black raven nimbly dodged the attacks of the hunter in yellow, the hunter in yellow had apparently entered a frenzied state like Father Gascoigne that Fangzheng encountered before. Even if the black raven's blade left wounds on his body, he was still fearless. He launched a storm of attacks at the black raven like a wild beast.
Under the frenzied attacks of the yellow-clothed hunter, the black crow seemed to be starting to lose its strength.
"Mr. Hunter!"
I told you I'm not a hunter …
Hearing Dr. Yousefka's voice beside him, Fangzheng sighed helplessly. After carefully considering whether to write the slogan "I am not a hunter" on the back, he turned his head and looked at Dr. Yousefka. He saw that she was looking at him anxiously with her hands clenched.
"Please help Irene … She can't hold on for much longer!"
Irene … Is that the black raven?
"Bang!"
At this moment, Fangzheng saw that the black raven finally couldn't hold on any longer and was sent flying by the hunter in yellow. It seemed that she was in danger. Previously, he didn't intend to intervene because he thought it was a battle between two madmen. But now, since Dr. Yousefka asked him to help, he had to help. And … this black raven was also a hunter. Maybe he could get some information and clues about this world from her?
"Ahhhhhh!!"
Accompanied by a roar, the hunter in yellow raised the machete in his hand and rushed towards the black raven again. The black raven tried to stand up, but the blow just now was so heavy that she could only kneel on the ground and watch helplessly as the machete swung towards her …
"Clang!"
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