"Calm down, calm down."

In the gloomy alley, Furth said to himself with his hands folded over his chest, his breath trembling.

Her eyes stared at the area with hidden horror.

At the top, dark red fiery clouds spread across the sky. The time here seemed to be the same as when she came, it was dusk, only darker.

Below, layers of bizarre buildings dominate the view.

Black gothic spires, bridges with eerie reliefs, and vertical structures that don't look like the normal world at all.

This can't be Beckland.

In front of it is a pavement made of gray-black stone bricks.

The alley where she was located was flanked by low-rise residential buildings with strange decorations.

On one side is a gate with a red light, and there is a light spilling through the crack in the door, and there are about people living there.

On the other side is the back of the building, with only a dark window, and a strange thin iron railing on the outside, as if afraid of some monster breaking in.

Corresponding to this is the creepy depression in the iron bar.

Looks like tooth marks.

The extremely gloomy atmosphere of the environment instantly broke the psychological defense line that the girl did not exist.

"I can't calm down at all!"

"What the hell is this place?! What the hell is wrong with me? ”

Furth subconsciously bit his finger, but in vain found that he couldn't calm down at all, and held his head in pain.

She struggled to recall the only clue in her mind: "What happened before?" ”

"Sudden ripples, changes, etc., I should have been involved in an extraordinary event."

She was obviously at home, staying with Hugh.

But just as they were happily preparing dinner, a purple vortex of terror suddenly appeared under her feet, and she was instantly swallowed up without resistance.

The good news is that at least Hugh wasn't as involved in the incident as she was.

When the whirlpool appeared, her friend reacted very quickly and rushed up, trying to hold her down, but without success.

But she'll definitely call the police for me." "The church shouldn't be stingy, don't worry, I'll be saved soon, yes"

She repeated the last sentence, her tone trembling.

Because she knew it wasn't likely.

On the whole, she must have been involved in some extraordinary event!

The mortality rate of similar events has always been high, not to mention ordinary people, even if the official extraordinary person of the church encounters it, it is very lucky, not to mention this kind of person who can be transferred to another dimension.

The person must be far beyond her ordinary low sequence.

But you can't sit still.

After a few struggles, the girl finally chose to take a few steps forward tremblingly, cautiously exploring her surroundings.

She slowly approached the most obtrusive object in the street—

A lantern.

It stands strangely in the middle of the alley, out of place with the surrounding decorations.

After observing for a long time, the girl in a clean plaid skirt couldn't help but stretch out her fair right hand, and a little fire suddenly appeared on her hand.

The ability of the 'master of tricks'!

If this is a scene created by an illusion-like supernatural ability, lighting a lantern may cause some changes.

She thought of it with a doomed expectation.

The faint flame in the hand approached the wick.

Nope.

“？”

Forth's eyes widened in disbelief.

This is the fire ignited by her extraordinary abilities! No matter how wet the candle is, it won't fail to light it, right?

Unbelievingly, she ordered it again.

Still nothing.

"What?"

"Can't you click it?"

After trying up and down the wick a few more times, she finally reluctantly admitted that the first thing she encountered in the area was completely abnormal.

Even extraordinary abilities can't make this thing that should light up move.

"Hey! At the door! ”

There was a loud knock on the door panel next to it, as if he had heard movement in the street and made a deliberate noise.

Furth shuddered at the sudden movement, and looked to his right in horror, not expecting to be noticed.

There is someone inside the door panel!

It is the shrill voice of a woman.

Although she went to an unfamiliar place, she very much wanted to get company, but the other party sounded weird

"Where are you from? Oh, what an unfortunate thing to be left outside on this terrible night, huh. The lives of short-lived ghosts are similarly miserable. ”

"Or are you the one who heals the church, or . . . Hunter? ”

The woman spoke in a tone of affection for her returning husband, and her tone was seductive to the point of chilling all over the body.

This man's mind is definitely not normal!

Firth judged in horror, holding his breath, not daring to make any noise, lest he be targeted by the other party.

The Iron Law of the Extraordinary World: When you encounter a creature that shows an abnormality, you must never talk to it!

Any communication is tantamount to actively establishing a occult connection with the other person, and will only lead to a worse situation.

There was only silence in the alleys.

Dozens of seconds later, the woman's tone, who had not received a response, suddenly became fierce and sharp:

"You! Why! No! Answer me?! ”

"Outlander? Isn't it? You're not a member of the Damn Hunters! Oh, if it weren't for your poor work, this wouldn't be the hellish bastard it is! ”

At the end of the words, the woman's voice almost turned into a terrible scream, echoing in the air.

It was accompanied by a screeching noise scratching the door panel, and a creepy 'click' that made Folth creepy —

The sound of broken nails!

The door panel was shaking violently.

In her mind, she instantly made up a terrifying picture of a beautiful lady scratching her hands on the door panel, and her bones protruding.

Those blood-filled eyes would definitely stare at her outside through the cat's eyes

Ahh!!hhhhh

I can't stand Hugh, where are you, come and save me, woo woo!

Firth, frightened by her own thoughts, leaned against the wall in horror, gasping for breath, her wide red lips like a poor screaming chicken cornered.

But something worse is coming—

"Woohoo!!"

At the end of the street, there was a dim glow of fire and a great shadow reflected on the walls.

A sick wild dog barked.

and, following the sound, a chaotic mass of footsteps.

"Here! Over here! ”

"Get out!"

At the mouth of the alley, there was a male shouting and slurring words, as if a corpse with a swollen tongue was talking.

An unquenchable sense of fear rose in Forth's heart, as if he had listened to a horror radio and suddenly realized that he was actually in it.

Spirit was giving her warning.

Almost instinctively, she reached for the bracelet on her wrist in horror—

'Travel'!

A few minutes later, the alley welcomed a second visitor.

The reddened sky still silently shrouded the city below.

Standing in the middle of the road, the strange lantern that had not been lit by Firth suddenly burst into flamelessness, lighting up the surrounding gloomy street with a faint purple light.

A black figure appeared beside it.

A few steps away, the door was still 'banging' from the inside.

"Haha, hahaha! Stupid poor people, fools with questionable IQs, how dare to go out on the night of the hunt! ”

"Come on, I'm going to die anyway, so it's better to be me."

Zheng –

The shiny silver light pierced through the plank!

The sharp blade pierces through the cat's eye, pulling a sinuous crack all around!

"Shut your dog's mouth." The black-clothed young man who emerged from the lantern said politely.

The women's screams came to an abrupt end.

In the midst of this hospitable city, a friendly exchange ended successfully.

Compared to Furth, who had just been scared away, Yager's communication style was obviously more efficient, and he fully complied with the local folk customs.

Look, how satisfied the locals were.

Yager nodded to himself, and withdrew the sharp flying knife with suspicious blood spots on the tip.

The cat's eye, which had just been stared at by Firth's trembling gaze, was only a shattered hollow, and behind her, the smiling woman was nowhere to be seen.

There was no more daring to speak out of the door.

And after the alley was quiet again, Yager, who appeared here, finally had time to start looking around.

The black-haired young man raised his eyes slightly, taking in the situation here.

According to Miss Doll's explanation, the area opened by this 'Holy Communion' comes from his past, and it is full of all kinds of bestial monsters, and dangers lurk.

And judging from the number of blood-soaked appendages on the Holy Grail in the dream, there should be six or seven people who inexplicably entered it this time.

Now, all he needs to do is find them in the city and avoid them becoming appetizers for the 'sacrament'.

Simple, right?

"Bang!"

'Evelyn' in her left hand suddenly raised and opened fire on the mouth of the alley!

A galloping wild dog was forcibly stopped in mid-air, and the beast's blurred pupils burst out, splashing on the black and gray pavement along with the exploding brains and blood.

He's dead.

Yager calmly put away his gun.

Thank you, everything is inexplicably familiar, as if I am going home.

In the gloomy alley, the reflection of the black-haired youth stretched out on the wall very long, very long, not like a brave man who came to save people in the alley, but like a villain leader who belonged to it and wandered the road.

He blends in with the style of horror.

Although it was dusk, the 'hunt night' as the women of the alley called it had clearly begun.

With the idea of going through the experience in this area, and surmising the general direction of action after going out, Yager stepped out of the cul-de-sac and onto the main street that connected to the outside.

As the lowest level of the cascading buildings, the structure of the block is not complicated.

The road stretches into the distance, into the broad bridge above, and the towering dome completely envelops the road behind.

As a result, it was pitch black.

The glimmer of the setting sun made the road ahead barely visible, but it still glowed with an eerie red.

In the shadows, a tall, muscular werewolf turned its head and let out a white and conspicuous air.

It's looking for death.

That was the only thought in Yager's mind.

The muzzle is turned.

With a dull sound of gunfire, the massive, fleshy and coveted werewolf with its sharp teeth fell to its knees without resistance, its chest sliced open by a gloved right hand.

"Wow-"

The creepy sound of flowing water, along with a large mass of viscera, flowed on the already filthy masonry.

Farther away, silhouettes similar to those of dead werewolves on the ground are not uncommon.

The neat hunt is going to be repeated.

Killing, monsters, madness, are the eternal themes of this town. With little emphasis on it, visitors are naturally aware of the problems here.

And just as Yager was about to move on, a trembling female voice suddenly appeared in the distance:

"Yes, is that you? Mr. Dryster."

The hunter raised an eyebrow slightly, and looked up.

Next to the towering pillars of the bridge pier, a beautiful maiden walked out. Her hair radiated a healthy sheen, her eyes were green, and she looked out of place with her surroundings.

She carried a long and complicated dress, as if she had just left the palace banquet. Her pale face and anxious look indicate that this is indeed an intruder in the town.

"Miss Audrey?"

A look of surprise finally appeared on Yager's face.

Against all odds.

He thought that whoever came in would be some acquaintance, such as Lenze, who had received injections, or Parles Zoroaster, who was not afraid of looking for death and really used blood therapy

If it's Paris, there's a good chance that he'll at least make it to the show.

The result is Miss 'Justice'?

It's really at stake for her to come in with this kind of strength!

Not knowing what Yager was thinking, Audrey on the other side finally found the organization, and breathed a sigh of relief, and the beautiful face climbed up with the joy of the rest of her life that was not very in line with etiquette.

She just came out of the foul-smelling sewers!

Infested with terrifying creatures and malevolent inhabitants, each one powerful

What a scary place this is!

Even the Count's daughter had no clue about it. At least she could be sure that a normal city of Rune would never be like this.

"Thank you, fool!"

Audrey couldn't help but pray in an angry voice, and her delicate features were full of panic and joy: "Mr. Dressster, it's great to meet you here!" ”

"Do you know why we're here and how we're going to get out?"

Struggling to keep herself from looking at the miserable corpse on the ground, she took a few quick steps closer to Yager.

From a occult point of view, this is actually a bit reckless.

In the midst of extraordinary events, you can't be sure if it's a real acquaintance, a disguised monster or a hallucination.

On the other side, Yager looked at Audrey suspiciously, and had to convince himself that it was me.

He shook his head: "I don't know why. ”

"Based on the information I've got, it's probably something extraordinary that doesn't know what connection we have to have, and that's why they're all being swept up at the same time."

"I'm still looking for an exit."

He didn't choose to tell the truth.

In the introduction of Miss Doll, it is explained that the only way to take people away is the end of the 'sacrament'.

That is: either all the people inside die.

Either the diner dies.

Defeat the gatekeeper in the area to open the exit to the top floor.

"Is this so?" Audrey's chest rose and fell violently a few times, and she was well suppressed, trying to maintain her composure. Obviously, the news made her a little worried.

"I thought you'd know."

"After all, you seem to get along well with this place."

The magic version of the dungeon has added some plots and changed settings

(End of chapter)