Chapter 174 Father Gascoigne
"Should we trust that old woman? I always feel that Dr. Josephka is more trustworthy than her." Hua Jun's words were full of deep suspicion of the old woman, and she always felt that the person was not normal.
"I think so too. After all, Dr. Josephka saved us, and he has a good reputation in the mouth of the little girl. If we find someone who needs help, it is better to let them go to the clinic." Wen Qi also held the same opinion. They would let the Yharnam people hiding in the houses they met along the way take refuge in the clinic, but they were very wary of outsiders.
At least if they stood outside the house, the Yharnam people would not come out. As for whether these Yharnam people would go to the clinic after they left, it was unknown.
As for the little girl, let's wait and see if we can find her parents. If not, we can go back and let her take refuge in the clinic.
At this time, a magnificent church can be seen standing on the hillside, and opposite to it is a white bell tower, shining with little light, as if covered with the bright light of the stars in the sky.
Although the architectural style here is no different from that of Yharnam, it has an extra breath of time, and the walls of every house and bell tower are full of traces of smoke and fire. Thinking of the little girl's words, I immediately understood how these traces were formed.
Going down the stairs, you can see dry black trees standing among countless tombstones. They are dead like the tombstones here. There is a lantern that can be used for preservation. Naturally, the three of them did not hesitate to preserve them, otherwise they would have to run for half a day if they died.
As soon as they stepped into the tombstone forest, they heard bursts of meat chopping sounds coming from the dark front. The sound was not loud, but it was clearly audible in this quiet place where even ghosts were unwilling to come.
"Be careful, I think the thing in front may not be easy to mess with, after all, they have come out to save the point." Wen Qi muttered, and the other two agreed with his opinion.
Following the sound, under a tall dead black tree, a man in a leather coat was swinging an axe in his right hand to chop, holding a musket in his left hand. Under him was a woman's body that had long been in a state of disrepair. Next to him was a piece of black bread scattered on the ground, which had absorbed blood and swelled a lot.
Judging from his attire, he should also be a hunter, and probably an experienced old hunter.
Wen Qi immediately judged from the man's attire and weapons that he didn't pay too much attention to the woman's body on the ground, after all, corpses were more common than stones in such places.
"That's..." Hua Jun's voice trembled slightly, pointing to the woman's body on the ground and said: "Look at the ruby pin on her chest, is this the little girl's mother?"
"Damn old thief Qin, I knew he would definitely pierce her lungs." Mo Lang gritted his teeth and said, the scene of the little girl helplessly waiting for her parents to return home emerged in his mind, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
Wen Qi sighed and nodded silently, but he didn't say one thing. The little girl said before that her father went to participate in the hunting night, and judging from the man's outfit... it might not be good.
"There are monsters everywhere, and you will become one of them sooner or later. Let me help you get rid of this chaotic and disordered world." The man also found them, turned his head and gasped, exhaling white mist, his mouth twitching constantly, changing between laughing and crying, and finally grinning a crazy smile.
A long blood strip and a name appeared on his head, Father Gascoigne.
"Go to hell!" Hua Jun rushed out with red eyes, and the threaded cane in her hand turned into a long whip covered with blades with a click. She wanted to take the man's head back to give the little girl an explanation.
As the long whip was swung, the man's musket exploded with fire, and he keenly caught the moment of Hua Jun's attack, knocking her away, turning one-third of her health bar orange. While Hua Jun was still flying in the air, he chased her, with the axe in his hand raised high.
Just as he was about to chop down, he noticed the evil wind next to him, and gave up the attack and rolled to avoid Mo Lang's long axe. He stood up again and smiled and waved the axe at Mo Lang, mocking him, a rookie hunter, for overestimating his own abilities.
Mo Lang was already full of anger because he missed the first shot and the little girl's incident. Now he was even more angry when he saw this. He changed the long axe into a short axe with a faster attack speed and rushed up to entangle with the priest.
"Calm down and cooperate well." Mo Lang took this opportunity to help Hua Jun up, trying to make her more rational.
"Get out of the way!" Hua Jun was so angry that her whole face was shaking. She bit her lips and kept using blood bottles to raise her blood volume. When she looked up, she saw that Mo Lang's blood volume had reached the bottom. He was just a plaything in front of the experienced Father Gascoigne. Every time he was toyed with, he lost a lot of blood.
Even if the attack was forced to hit by exchanging injuries, the priest's blood volume only dropped by less than one-tenth.
In the end, because he couldn't dodge in time, his head was split open by the priest's axe and he lay on the ground powerlessly.
Hua Jun pushed Wen Qi's obstruction away without saying a word and stepped forward again. This time she didn't act rashly but waited for the priest to make a move. She was looking for the feeling of the gun counterattack when facing the werewolf and the brick brother. She wanted to get rid of this man herself.
The priest didn't hesitate and stepped forward again. The axe chopped down at a very fast speed with a strong smell of blood, and the blood attached to it splashed on Hua Jun's face.
So fast!
Hua Jun wanted to find a flaw in the attack, but she still failed to interrupt the attack with her musket when the axe came. It was too late to dodge, and the axe still rubbed her arm, taking away most of her health.
Only then did she realize that the movements and attack speeds of all the monsters in this dream were different, and the rhythm of interrupting the attack was also different. The skills she thought she had mastered became insignificant in front of Father Gascoigne.
However, this was undoubtedly a good opportunity, because the priest's axe was stuck on the dead tree, and he was pulling hard, exposing the small dot on his chest.
Hua Jun didn't care about retreating to recover her health. She rushed forward in her current state of low blood, but halfway through she saw the priest's eyes full of madness and murderous intent staring at her, and she instantly realized that something was wrong.
But she couldn't stop her steps, and could only watch the priest raise the musket in his hand, and the exploding shotgun fell on her body like raindrops, bringing a bloody rain and taking away her last trace of blood.
Not only her skills, but also her combat experience was like that of a child in front of the priest, clumsy and ridiculous.
After Hua Jun died, the priest gave up his axe and did not dodge Wen Qi who took the opportunity to attack from behind. Instead, he grabbed the cleaver with his hand, then took advantage of the situation and grabbed his hand, stuffed the musket into the mouth of Wen Qi who was staring wide-eyed, and grinned: "Let me help you get rid of it."
Bang!