Who designed this underworld dungeon?.

Chapter 455 Yusefka Clinic
Regarding the underground city, Vann had only seen relevant records in books.

Because Red is too small, so small that it doesn’t even have an underground city.

Before today, he could never have imagined that there would be such a portal connecting to the underground city hidden in the basement of the Church of the God of the Sea.

By the way, are there any precautions when entering a dungeon? I remember that I had to bring something called a teleportation crystal, so that even if I died in the dungeon I could be teleported out and resurrected.

No, I can’t find the teleportation crystal in the whole of Reed!
If I die in the dungeon, I'm really dead!
Fear appeared in Vann's heart, and when his body was pushed completely through the portal, his vision immediately became blurred.

He seemed to hear the screams of the parasites beside him, but he felt a long-lost feeling, as if he was in a warm bed, with his mother, whose face he could no longer remember, singing a lullaby beside him, and no danger from the outside world could cross the quilt and hurt him.

All in all, it looked like Vann was asleep.

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The feeling of sinking and entering the dream is like falling into an endless underwater abyss.

I can't open my eyes, and even if I open them I can only see darkness.

"Boom."

When his consciousness was hazy, Vann heard a shaking sound in his ears, as if a bottle filled with liquid was shaking gently, and the liquid and the bottle were colliding with each other.

He opened his eyes slightly, and all he saw was an IV bottle. It looked quite dirty, and scarlet liquid was flowing down from it.

Where does it flow?

He had seen records of IV bottles in books. They were treatment tools used by doctors. However, with the emergence of various magic potions that could take effect by drinking or splashing, the frequency of use of this thing was becoming less and less.

Looking at the slowly flowing liquid, he suddenly had a feeling that something was entering his body. It was definitely not something that belonged to humans, and it was not even something that he could touch. However.
Why do I feel my body is gradually gaining strength?

His consciousness was gradually becoming blurred, and the IV bottle seemed to have grown wings and flew away. His vision floated higher and higher, passing through unknown houses and slowly rising into the sky.

And here, he saw a city he had never seen before.

He, he couldn't describe what kind of city this was.

The closely arranged pointed-roof buildings, every brick and tile exudes a cold feeling, making people feel cold just by looking at them. He instinctively felt that this place was not good, but he also felt that this unprecedented architectural style was full of alternative beauty.

Vann felt like he had entered another world. Even if he was told that he was dead, he still believed that these cities were just his unrealistic fantasies.

The field of vision suddenly and rapidly shifted downwards, from the entire city to the dark and damp alley. There were continuous lights of fire coming from the streets next to the alley. It seemed that a group of people were parading with torches. The messy footsteps, chaotic mumbling and flickering lights were like a bonfire party.

However, when Vann actually saw the entire parade, he didn't think it was a bonfire party at all.

Every person in the parade was holding various weapons, their eyes were cloudy and not like those of humans, they seemed to have lost their minds, and even the various features on their bodies were full of beastly feeling!
A hound covered in blood, as if it had been skinned, was walking on the street. The next second, a strange-looking serrated knife suddenly slashed into the hound's body from the alley. This monster, which looked absolutely abnormal, didn't even have time to let out a scream before it was dragged into the darkness that represented death.

The man who attacked the hound was dressed like the Yharnam hunter that Ainz III had seen before.

However, for Vann, this is a man who seems to have pretty good taste in clothes and a lot of guts.

For some reason, the name for the man who was cutting up the hound's body suddenly popped up in his mind: hunter.

The scene flashed, and the huge parade was instantly wiped out. The hunter, his body covered in blood, pulled the meat saw out of the beast-like citizen's body, bringing out sticky flesh and blood.

"Uh"

A beast-like citizen was not yet dead and made inhuman noises. After the hunter discovered him, he stuffed the shotgun in his hand into the man's mouth without hesitation and pulled the trigger.

"boom--"

The gunshot rang out like thunder, and Fann's heart trembled with fear. What kind of magic prop was that?

The picture kept flickering, flashing at a high frequency as if it was out of control.

He saw a werewolf with a hideous figure, a pale giant, and a lonely human figure like a crow.

He saw the priest in the cemetery wielding a huge axe, and the beast on the bridge falling from the sky, roaring loudly.

And in the end, the view returned to the IV bottle with red liquid slowly flowing out.

Fann felt himself gasping for air. What on earth had he seen just now? Who were those people and monsters?
What story does this underground city tell?
He felt that his body was still unable to move. At this moment, a blurry figure appeared in front of him. It seemed that an old man was sitting in front of him, speaking in a strange accent.

"Ah, wake up, stranger."

What outsider?

“Yharnam is the land of blood healing.”

Where is Yanan?

"But how can a stranger like you learn about it?"

I think this place is a bit scary, can you not understand?
"It's simple. All you need is some blood of Yharnam."

The red liquid in the bottle suddenly began to flow faster.

"Now, let's do the blood transfusion. Don't worry. No matter what happened, you will just think it was a nightmare."

What blood transfusion? Is the liquid in the bottle blood? What do you want to do, old man!
Having left his temporary tough guy state, Vann returned to his usual timid state. At this moment, he wanted to express his resistance by struggling, but unfortunately his body could not move. He could only watch the blood in the bottle slowly flow into his body as his vision became increasingly blurred.

I don’t know since when, the old man disappeared, and this place that looked like a clinic was empty.

As the blood flowed into his body, Vann felt something surging inside his body, perhaps power? But before he could grasp this power, a frenzy of thoughts surged into his mind, causing his throat to growl involuntarily, as if his mind was being eroded by a beast.

"Gulu gulu."

Blood gushed out from the ground beside him at some point, and a werewolf monster that looked like it had been skinned emerged from the blood, slowly extending its sharp claws towards Vann.

The blood of Yharnam, as the old man called it, flowed into Vann's body, and seemed to cause considerable fluctuations in his spirit. The bestiality appeared in his heart, and as the bestiality grew stronger, the werewolf monster got closer and closer to him, as if it was about to stick to him.

Just when the two were about to merge completely, Vann, who was struggling in pain, suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the werewolf.

"I am. Human!"

His tenacious spirit allowed him to resist the erosion!

The next moment, a blazing fire suddenly appeared on the werewolf. It let out a shrill scream and fell to the ground waving its limbs. This symbolized the death of the beastly monster. Vann immediately felt his body lighten, as if he had overcome some difficulties.

In the Lord's room in the Sion Underground City, Gong Qiying behind the crystal ball made a comment:
"Sure enough, the news about the strong spirit of the Red people is true." At this moment, Vann just wanted to laugh. After overcoming the werewolf brought by the strange blood, he felt a great sense of accomplishment. He felt that the resentment in his heart had dissipated a lot.

I feel like there is nothing to be afraid of anymore. I am very brave now!
But why can't I move my body? But I can turn my neck.

While he was wondering, he turned his head and met the eyes of a small face.

With a body as short as a goblin, pale and dry skin, and a terrifying upright mouth, a strange creature that could definitely become the material of children's nightmares was now lying next to his pillow, staring at him with blinking eyes.

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Fann and the little guy stared at each other for two seconds, and their expressions gradually became uncontrollable.

"Ugh! Ghost!"

She let out a pitiful scream like a young girl.

His scream startled the little monsters beside him. Under his terrified screams and gaze, more and more little monsters crawled out from under the bed and climbed onto his body!

For those who are timid, this scene will be remembered for a lifetime!
In extreme panic, Vann's scream stopped with a "click" sound.

He fainted.

Even the last woman's voice that floated from somewhere was not heard.

"Ah, you discovered that you are a hunter."

After an unknown amount of time, Fann slowly opened his eyes.

"The familiar ceiling."

He would rather the ceiling in front of him was unfamiliar, because this was where he had just encountered a series of super scary events.

The blood in the IV bottle was empty. He paralyzed himself and stopped thinking about where the liquid had gone. He quickly rolled over from the transfusion bed.

"Where exactly is this place?"

Before he could stand firmly, he took just two steps.

Yusefka Clinic

The magic words that suddenly appeared before his eyes accompanied by strange sound effects scared him so much that he almost fell to his knees on the spot. Fortunately, he held on to the blood transfusion bed behind him to stabilize his body.

He covered his chest and gasped, stammering to himself, "So, are all the so-called dungeons so scary?"

No, a certain My Little Pony dungeon even offers premarital examination services.

Vann looked around the room carefully. Both the werewolf and the pale little monster were gone, as if what had just happened was a dream.

"Whatever happens, you'll just think it's a nightmare."

He repeated to himself what the old man had just said, and he felt that this sentence had another meaning, but he couldn't figure it out.

The place he was in, uh, called Yusefka Clinic, had a different architectural layout from the houses he saw every day, and he recognized some things, but had no idea what some of the instruments were used for. It felt both familiar and unfamiliar, which was quite strange.

The floor creaked when he stepped on it, and Fann carefully moved to the window and saw the scenery outside.

Sure enough, it was exactly the same city he had seen just now, except that the sky was not as dark as in his dream.

Of course, he was curious about the origin of this city and wanted to know what benefits he could get from the dungeon, but at this moment, he was thinking about finding a way to leave the dungeon. He didn't see any portal-like existence here.

"I have to get out quickly. Everyone's medicine is still with me. I have to send it back before I'm controlled by the parasites."

By the way, why can’t I feel like there are parasites in my body?
Vann looked around. There was only one door in front of him that he could go through. He hoped that he would be able to see the exit portal immediately after he went through it.

"Squeak, bang!"

He pushed casually, and the door was slammed open with a noise that even scared himself.

He looked at the door and his hands in doubt, and after a moment he muttered to himself:
"My strength has increased?"

Maybe this is a good thing?

I just hope it’s not the parasites in his body that are transforming his body!

He walked down the stairs behind the door with slightly anxious steps. The whole clinic was shrouded in darkness. The atmosphere was very depressing, and any movement around made people feel nervous.

But what made Fann most alert was the biting sound coming from somewhere.

Listen carefully, and you can hear the sound of wild beasts in the darkness.

It was tearing something, flesh and blood?
Vann slowed his breathing, sweat dripping down his forehead, and walked over carefully, smelling the strong stench of corpses on the first floor of the clinic.

The thing emitting the stench was of course the corpse, and the murderer who created the corpse was now feasting on the food with his back to him.

That was a huge werewolf!

Just by looking at its back, you could tell that this thing was terribly powerful. What was even more despairing was that it was blocking the exit of the clinic!
Beads of sweat appeared on Vann's palms. He clenched the only weapon on his body - the dagger, and touched the medicine on his body, as if he had made some kind of decision.

Then turn around and go to the second floor.

What a joke! I don’t want to fight against that kind of horrible monster. If I die, I’ll be really dead!
Let's find another way. Can we jump out of the window?
"Snapped!"

As if he couldn't control the sudden increase in strength in his body, he suddenly stepped on the wooden stairs and made a small hole.

His body suddenly froze.

"Fuck."

The werewolf suddenly roared and pounced on him! The stinking smell was right behind him!

Fann was naturally not willing to be outdone. He didn't even turn his head and bravely ran away!

While running, he did not forget to turn his inner fear into complaints:

"Why didn't you rush over when I broke the door open just now? The sound of banging the door should have been louder!"

(End of this chapter)