The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Please wait here for a while. I need to tell them that there are foreigners coming here." Adeline smiled apologetically. "This is the research hall. It stands to reason that only qualified people in the church can come here, but I think just because of your bomb-making skills, I think the church should accept you. And they told me that I will be in the research hall to assist in the experiment for a long time, and I am worried that it may be too late to help the church."

"You really love this church." Zelin said casually as he watched the heavy rain outside.

"Yes, I love this church and the cause we are fighting for. We are striving for the development of mankind. Isn't this a cause worthy of love?" Adele's words are very sincere, without any hypocrisy.

"I'll wait here." The heavy rain outside roared, stuffing raindrops into any corner. "I can't go there because of such heavy rain."

Saying goodbye to the demon hunter temporarily, Adeline walked into the corridor of the research hall. The entrance to the hall is a ninety degree corner, with the door behind. It can well cut off any outsider's peeping eyes, even if the door is open, it is impossible for anyone to stand outside and see the situation inside.

Zelin leaned aside boredly, putting the cloth bag behind him, for fear that the saltpeter and other materials inside would become unusable due to dampness.

"You like to search for secrets, don't you?"

The demon hunter turned his head and saw the strange beggar, like him, leaning on the wall at the entrance of the research tower.

"The secret is fascinating. I seem to see the soul of Byerwork on your body." The beggar turned his head and showed a mysterious smile. "When you are bored, why not talk about it, friend?"

Chapter 542: Secrets in Dreams

"Friend is a heavy word, which means that at least you don't have to worry about being stabbed in the back by this person who can be called a friend, and will help each other in times of difficulty." Zelin looked at this strange beggar indifferently." You are a hunter, are you? Why don't you introduce each other, I can't call you a beggar, can I?"

"I don't mind if you want." In the mist, the shadow of the beggar hunter was very vague. Zelin always felt that if he walked past, he would disappear into nothing like the reflection of a pond thrown into a stone. "My name is Simon..."

"Aileen's friend?"

The demon hunter suddenly said, "A friend of the crow hunter?"

This time, the mysterious smile at the corner of Simon's mouth froze.

"You know Irene? Is she okay now? She tells you my name? What else did she say?"

"About a few sober hunters trying to save all of this." Zelin's eyes glanced back slightly, and there were no footsteps in the corridor leading to the gate of the research tower. "Simon, Irene, Sheila, the three are aware of time. And the hunter of dreams." The demon hunter didn't say much, it was useless to say more, it was enough to say this.

"Originally there were more than three." Simon shook his head. "I once had a colleague, but I don't know how many dreams he went crazy in the Forbidden Forest. Are you awake? You must be a foreigner who became a hunter not long ago? Countless times. In a dream, I have never seen you. Are you here to find the answer? Yes, you are in the right place, but be careful, secrets always have reasons to be secrets, and some people will not be happy to see them uncovered. Especially It’s those shady secrets."

"What do you mean?" Zelin tried to find clues in Simon's words. "If we find that secret, what can we do? End all this, end this dream and hunt?" Recalling the scene that flashed before. Burning old Yanan, where is the dreamland to reach? Or is the dream really just dreaming?

"It's just a guess, but we can't find another way." Simon looked at the pouring rain in front of him. "This is the closest to the secret and the most dangerous place. Many hunters who are lost in dreams go crazy here." Simon's Pointing to the wall behind him, "For example, this is the secret."

"That's why you persuaded me to leave when I first arrived?" Zelin stretched out a hand. "Why can't you just tell me then, honestly, guessing is not easy."

"Danger, that's dangerous." Simon resumed his mysterious appearance. "If I were you, I would suggest that you blindfold your eyes. The more you see, the more dangerous." He threw a turban, and He wears a blindfolded turban on his forehead. "Maybe you can use it."

Zelin grabbed the turban and looked at this thing over and over. "Can I understand that I am in a dream and everything here is false and illusory? Can I see Irene again?" Crow Hunter affirmed In the Orton Chapel where Yusevka is located, if he can see Irene, he can naturally prove that the things he dreamed of before are true or false.

"No... human dreams are fake, but some dreams are a real world. Irene? Try your resonance bell." Simon shook his head. "In Yanan, everything is a dream. , But everything is real. Since the corpse of the ancient **** in the underground labyrinth was discovered, this absurd dream has been going on for too long, too long, evolution? That shouldn't have been a dream of human beings. We should have remained in awe. "

"You are starting to let me guess the riddle again."

This time, Simon did not respond, Zelin looked away from the turban, only to find that the Bow Hunter had disappeared. He heard footsteps in the corner corridor, he threw the turban into the cloth bag and raised his head, just in time to see Adeline coming out of it.

"Let you wait a long time."

"How is it?"

"Ms. Maria hasn't come yet." Adeline's words are good news. He at least has time to understand what the Healing Church is studying here. Simon calls this a secret, but what is the secret here? "You can rest here first, there are some free rooms here."

"No problem."

"Well, I'm glad you can come."

Zelin followed Adeline into the entrance of the research tower, walked around the corner, and a peculiar metal gate lay in front of them. The door is engraved with strange patterns. It seems that countless snakes are swimming in the water, and it seems like water plants are swaying with the waves. There are also some patterns drawn with simple lines carved on both sides of the metal gate. Zelin could not imagine. , What did the designer who designed this door think?

However, no matter how lifelike the sculpture is, it is only a sculpture and will not come alive to bite a person's hand. Edlin opened the door, and a strange smell of potion poured into the demon hunter’s nose. The first thing that caught his eye was a pool of unknown use in the middle of the research hall. There was a thin layer of white liquid in it, and she raised her head. Watching the spiraling upwards, layers of stairs that overlap like a maze, extend all the way to the top of the tower.

There are some people in the research hall, some are patients, and some are doctors. But most of them are doctors, they wear masks like crows, or they wear masks to cover their faces. There were not many patients. On the first floor, the demon hunters saw only a few people wearing white patient clothes, both males and females. Just from the appearance, Zelin couldn't think of what diseases these people who seem to be all normal, and even seem to be in good spirits.

They walked up the steps, the forks of the spiral staircase connected different floors, and they walked to the second floor. This is different from Yanan, neither the patient nor the doctor pays attention to outsiders. The demon hunter carefully looked at the corridor he was in. There were many wooden cabinets beside the walls of the corridor. Through the glass Zelin, you could see many glass bottles and jars, most of which were dark red blood. Some dim and thick liquids of unknown significance.

Is this really a research hall? Or is it a large laboratory?

Zelin couldn't help but think of those wizard laboratories studying viruses. If all the glass were replaced by metal bottles and the concrete towers were replaced by stone buildings, it might be no different at all.

"Are you experimenting with the plague?"

"No, this is just a study of blood. The plague has nothing to do with blood. The people here don't look like any beasts. And here..."

The first thing that interrupted Edlin's words was a hoarse roar, and then, in a door in front, there was a scream and the sound of broken glass.

Chapter 543 Research Hall

A doctor wearing a crow mask was thrown out. He hit the wooden cabinet near the corridor and broke the glass. The bottles and jars in the wooden cabinet spilled out, and the glass bottles hit the ground and the doctor’s body. With the sound of clattering, glass **** splashed all over, and all kinds of blood and unknown liquids splashed out at the same time. The liquid stuck to the doctor, and for a moment, it felt like a white mist of cold water from a hot soldering iron.

The black leather robe and the crow did not fully protect him. The doctor shouted in pain, but compared to the sound in the room in front, it was nothing at all.

In the room, the patient’s head was wrapped in surgical cloth. The swelling was almost twice as large as that of ordinary people. The patient’s gown was also tied with a belt. For example, the doctors or others here prevented the patient from struggling violently. And it was set, but the belt was broken, and there was another broken belt on the operating table behind him.

He was waving a metal stent like an infusion stand. One doctor wanted to subdue it, but he was hit in the leg and fell to the ground. Another doctor seemed to want to escape from the elevator on one side, but he didn’t. Before he could pull the rocker, the metal bracket came from the back of his head and fell on his back next to the rocker on the ground. The limp body pressed the rocker, and the fence door of the lift opened with a bang.

Looking at Adeline, who was about to pull up the doctor who was in the broken glass bottle, Zelin stopped saying "Don't touch him." The demon hunter didn't know what liquid it was, but it was obvious that it was corrosive. .

In the ward, the patient was holding a metal bracket and banging on the ground frantically. The floor tiles were being cracked. Not only was its head bigger than an ordinary person, but it was also much stronger than an ordinary person. The metal bracket was utterly unbearable in his fingers. A heavy squeak.

"What is this? Medical trouble?"

"He...I don't know."

Adeline looked around, lifted the skirt corner and trot towards the other end of the corridor. "Wait, I'll call someone, there are hunters here..."

Zelin didn't know what was going on with that strange headgear. Such a thing is really a headgear? The patient must not see anything in his eyes, but he must be able to hear something. The moment Adeline finished speaking, the crazy patient waved the metal bracket toward the door where Zelin was. The patient is almost 1.8 meters tall, and the metal frame is more than two meters.

The metal frame was swung very fast, and Zelin's speed was even faster. He drew sideways, the metal frame slammed into the door of the hospital room behind him, the glass on the door was broken, and the metal frame was stuck on the door. . The patient without eyes didn't know what was going on, so he pulled the metal rod back hard. The demon hunter took the opportunity to drew out the ebony blade and cut the iron rod with a sword. The patient, who was holding the other half of the metal bracket in his hand, leaned back and leaned over next to the operating table.

The patient has realized that there is someone in front of him, maybe he has long been unaware, only the attacking instinct in the blood is left. He leaped over, and then was knocked back by Alderfayin, his big head knocked on the edge of the operating table, a large piece of viscous liquid seemed to overflow, seeping from the pale white skin, dripping Falling on the patient's clothes and on the broken ground.

Zelin frowned and looked at the dim, viscous liquid.

This is definitely not blood, but what can it be? Come out of your head? What are the people in the healing church doing? What experiment are they conducting? Is this the secret in Simon's mouth?

The demon hunter raised his hand, but unexpectedly, Yaxifahin had no effect on this crazy patient. There are only two possibilities for this situation. One is that the patient's normal consciousness has disappeared, or his spirit is much stronger than the female monster or even the demon in the world Zelin is in.

When the patient pounced on the next time, just as Zelin was about to subdue it with strength, with a gunshot, his head exploded, and countless viscous liquids scattered all around, Zelin had to raise his hand. , And then jump a step to avoid these unknown liquids. A hunter was standing at the door, his large-caliber musket still emitting pungent smoke.

Looking at the patient who was killed by himself, the hunter was expressionless. He turned around, and Adeline was behind him. The Blood Saint took out a small bottle of blood and handed it to the hunter. Only when he saw the blood, there was a trace of uncontrollable longing on his face. Zelin had seen this look. That's the expression that people addicted to anesthetic powder will show when they see anesthetic powder.

"Thank you for your help."

Adeline thanked in a low voice, but the hunter just took the vial of blood, turned and left. Several doctors ran from the outside and began to clean up the mess. Zelin walked towards the blood saint.