In addition to the main entrance on the left side of the empty ward, there is also a back door leading to the inner room. The staff on duty there had also left during the commotion just now.
If you don’t leave now, then when will you wait?
Klein quietly stretched his head, and a small corner of his black hair was exposed on the table, allowing him to clearly see the situation in the room.
After making sure that no one was there, he carefully stretched out his feet and slipped out from under the table as quietly as a cat.
Courage and prudence are indispensable.
Mr. Fool, who once looked directly into the eternal blazing sun, said this.
He put one hand on the revolver at his waist, bent down and quickly crossed the room.
Just as he crossed the hospital bed in the corner, the strange fluorescent blue mushroom man stretched out his skeleton-like arms and struggled violently on the bed.
If the restraints weren't tight, it might get up and charge.
The ugly fish eyes with no distinction between pupils and eye whites looked at Klein.
Heal the sins of the church.
Klein's mood sank a little, and he turned his head, no longer looking at the species that looked like an ancient deity.
Of course, having played the game, he knew that these creatures were originally ordinary humans.
However, the Healing Church will not do this kind of thing to normal people arbitrarily. Usually, it uses the "waste utilization" of human beings who are almost out of control to create such failed products.
The world of Bloodborne is a world played by the gods.
Everyone is destined to die.
Thinking of the depressing scenes in the game and the still neat and bright church hall, Klein couldn't help but sigh.
Going out from the back door of the ward is a deep corridor. The dark wood-colored walls have a dim wall lamp every few meters, making it appear to be full of dangers.
Judging from the clock dial outside, this is already the highest level. Going up further, it should be the clock operating room?
Hope there is an exit there...
Klein took a shaky breath and gained courage before he dared to walk in.
…
Bottom of the bell tower, central church hall.
As the headquarters of the Healing Church in Yanan, the decoration of the central church can be described as magnificent. However, for some reason, the members of the Tarot Society can always feel a sense of gloom in it.
Broad steps lead all the way up, hundreds of steps, from the bottom of Yharnam directly to the church hall.
The sculptures made of gray and white marble have smooth and round lines and stand in an orderly manner on both sides of the entrance, welcoming people passing by with a dark atmosphere.
Climbing up the stairs, under the moonlight coming from the floor-to-ceiling windows on both sides, complex and gorgeous statues of gods stand in the middle.
The statue of the Healing Church is carved from a beautiful woman. The marble used for the sculpture is carved with the transparent texture of silk fabric, and it closely fits the woman's soft body, showing the craftsman's peerless craftsmanship.
The goddess statue holds a clay pot in her hands and pours out a large amount of liquid, as if she is a goddess who gives the world a good harvest.
However, in sharp contrast to this is its missing head.
Enshrined in the center is a headless lady!
Seeing this scene, Forsi and Audrey both felt a chill spreading from their spines upwards.
Weird and crazy!
It's the same impression this city gave them.
A group of people walked into the hall.
Because the return of the hunter means the end of the hunt, the only people who entered the hall were the Tarot Club members and the leader who needed to report.
Ludwig at the front was wearing a blood-stained coat with a rustling sound, and he fiercely approached a blond young man kneeling under the statue of the god.
The complicated and gorgeous robes were spread out behind him, and you didn't need to think carefully to know that he had a distinguished status.
"Lawrence, what happened?"
After standing still, Ludwig asked briefly and concisely.
The surrounding clergymen were all walking in a hurry, as if they were in a hurry to deal with something.
Hearing this, the Tarot Club members who lined up obediently in a row behind him, as well as Yager who followed a few steps behind him, all cast inquiring glances at the young man on the ground, either explicitly or covertly.
Lawrence, this name makes me angry as soon as I hear it.
It seemed to have made him very irritable.
Speaking of which, when seeing these two people, he always vaguely felt that the names and faces in his memory did not match, as if they should not look like this.
Yager narrowed his eyes in confusion at this impression of his own.
On the other side, a man named Lawrence quickly ended his prayer, stood up from the ground again, and turned to look at Ludwig.
He has a handsome appearance and a gentle temperament but with an imperceptible ruthlessness:
"There are reports that the upper levels have been invaded."
The voice had a youthful sound.
Lawrence's dark green eyes turned away from the chief hunter and glanced at the row of strangers behind him with an unpredictable look.
"Just in time you're back."
"Is it up to you to go up there and take care of it? Ludwig."
"The church still needs someone to guard it. As for the people you brought back, just leave it to me and other hunters to deal with it."
"There are many surprises in today's hunting night, and there are many more subjects to be questioned in the dungeon. But I believe we will handle it well."
There was a vague murderous intention in his words. Yager guessed that the handling method he was referring to was not friendly.
The Healing Church does not appear to be a compassionate church.
Ludwig nodded and agreed without hesitation.
Later, everyone in the Tarot Club had even more speculations.
It is impossible for so many coincidences to occur at the same time in one night. The intruder who suddenly appeared most likely came in from the outside world with them.
Is it the ‘sun’, or the ‘moon’ and ‘world’?
But they don't seem to be very similar.
They're probably more likely to be in a dungeon.
After all, walking all the way from the outside of the Healing Church, the walking pace of the people around them revealed that they were well-trained and almost unabashedly violent institutions, not to mention that an ordinary gatekeeper could have the strength of Sequence Five after losing control.
It is difficult to break through without high sequence.
Besides Mr. Bishop, who else is the high-ranking person in their Tarot Society?
Could it be His Excellency the Fool’s new favorite?
Forsi and Audrey looked at each other quietly, with worry and fear about the future in their eyes. Alger's eyes were horrified, and he gritted his teeth and tried to stay calm.
After Lawrence and Ludwig ended their conversation, several members in black robes quickly appeared behind the church and unceremoniously pressed them down before leaving.
Only Yager, who has a different identity, is treated differently.
"You are the new hunter? Come and sign your name and receive your weapons."
A member wearing a black flat hat came forward and pointed to the room on the side of the church.
"OK."
Yager nodded and left following the instructions.
With the gorgeous hall behind him, Ludwig moved quickly to the other side. Even Lawrence's figure, who had been staring at him inexplicably, was gradually obscured by the sculpture in the center.
Bang!
A dull crash sounded.
Following the sound, the thin cleric who led the way fell softly to the ground, unable to resist.
Yager grabbed the unconscious member's arms and dragged him directly into the registration file room.
If there is a reason to ask for registration, no one will find out about the accident here in a short time.
After doing all this, he flashed across the hall quietly and followed Ludwig to where he had been.
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