Blood of the Hunting God

"Abigail...where is her home?"

So the hunter looked at the priest who was shot through his knee and fell to the ground crying.

"You, you devil, God will punish—"

boom!

"Yes, over there, the innermost building in the street, no, don't kill me..."

The priest's facial expressions changed within a second from his hard-faced yelling to his horrified begging for mercy.I don't know if this man is always like this, or Abigail has some subconscious changes to the people here in the spiritual world.

But that has nothing to do with him. Now the hunter has only one thing to do, which is to find the spiritual root of Abigail's appearance in this world, and then wake her up.You must know that the outside is not a peaceful situation at this moment. Even if the time flow of the spiritual world can be much slower than the outside after Alhazred's control, he must act as soon as possible, and cannot delay until the onlooker Philip ends up.

Without hesitation, the hunter kicked the man on the head, knocking the man in the priest's attire unconscious.Then he moved quickly and moved towards Abigail's house pointed by the other party.

Along the way he saw more gallows, standing in the middle of the street, or hanging on the sides of the street, or even on the house.

Many indistinct figures hang above it like this.

The rotten, maggot-covered figure that had stopped struggling was hung in the rope like this, shaking gently with the breeze.

Many people reveled around the hanged person. They praised the gods with tears streaming down their faces, cursed the dead hoarsely, and pronounced the crimes of the dead.The expressions of these people have been twisted so that they don't look like humans. Even a hunter must admit that it is really difficult for him to distinguish the current appearance of these people from the monsters in the corrupt field.

However, these people didn't seem to notice the hunter, which saved a lot of effort.

In front of the line of sight, a two-story residential house can already be seen, which seems to be a very simple brick and wood structure built by the residents themselves.

Is this Abigail's [home]?

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squeak-

Gently, push the door open. "

The lighting in the house is not very good, it looks a bit dim, but it can still be seen that the wooden floor has been cleaned carefully.

Just like that kid, serious and hardworking.

tread--

Moving slowly, he stepped into the house.

The slightly shabby living room is furnished with chairs and tables, and some worn-out books are neatly stacked on the shelves.

Fujimaru grew out of the small flowerpot by the window, entangled on the guardrail of the window, blocking part of the light, and allowing part of the light to project in like fragments.

It seemed as if he could see the child holding a book and reading while sitting by the window sill.

It's just that no one is here.

At this moment, the room was empty, without any figure.

She is not here.

Although her traces are all over the house.

But Abigail is really not in this place, not in the area where she should theoretically stay.

Hunter closed his eyes.

This is a virtual world constructed by the spirit, which is similar to a dream in a sense.

Abigail has fallen into madness now, her self-awareness has fallen asleep, and now I am going deep into her spiritual world to find her self-spiritual incarnation and wake her up from her ignorant and closed state.

Where would she be in such a state?

For a girl who has been hurt and is in pain, when she is dominated by the subconscious mind, where will she appear in the spiritual world now?

Generally speaking, this kind of appearance must be in the most familiar and safest place, that is, the place where [home] is.But I didn't find her in Abigail's home, that is to say, for that child, this is not a place that can make her feel safe, can't it bring her comfort?

The hunter remembered the people he had seen before.

Those townspeople who appeared from the memory of the girl, they are very kind on the surface, smiling at the hunter, but they are actually almost crazy, as long as the hunter shows a weak side, I am afraid that those people will raise their hands without hesitation. The blade cut over.

What happened in this town caused the people in the town to fall into a state of near madness.

For Abigail, who was only a child, such a town obviously cannot bring a sense of security.Even if she stayed at home, she couldn't really find peace,

Then the place where she will appear, perhaps should be some kind of hidden place.

It seems that we have to find a way to search the vicinity.

The hunter who was thinking this way stopped at a garland hanging on a chair.

The very beautiful little wreath made of pure white flowers and Fujimaru looks like it should be woven by the girl herself.

It was like when Starry Sky Town was still there, when she was with him in the flower field outside the town, Abigail was very serious about weaving the wreath for the hunter.

The hunter wore the wreath for a long time, but unfortunately, the flowers withered very quickly, and finally the wreath disintegrated by itself, so the hunter had no choice but to give it up, and couldn't keep it forever.

She has been a dexterous girl from the beginning.

Thinking like this, the hunter reached out and picked up the wreath and put it on his hunting cap, and then walked out of the girl's house.

At this moment, the outside of the house has turned into a state of night.

People were praying loudly, laughing wildly, crying, kneeling on the ground and praying continuously, praying to the crosses all over the town, and then hanging others up, one after another.

"The devil lurks among us!"

The hunter saw the priest running through the crowd, shouting.

"The devil is among us, we have been defiled, and we must atone for our sins."

"Find the devil, find the devil who tempted us, find the witch who summoned the devil, and hang them! Hang them all!!!"

The man was yelling loudly.

And the believers also responded to the man's words.

Hunt for witches, hunt for devils, hang, hang, hang all.

Completely different from what the hunter saw just now, these people seem to have gone completely mad at this moment, completely losing their original appearance, each with a hideous and distorted expression like a monster, holding a torch and a sickle or a pitchfork, constantly They went around the streets and hanged everyone they thought might be demon-possessed, everybody they thought might be a witch.

What is it with these people?

The hunter didn't quite understand why these guys turned into such a crazy posture.

However, he didn't have the time to figure out the situation here. Some lunatics had already spotted the hunter's trail and rushed towards him howling.

Without hesitation, the hunter's cane was pulled out suddenly, hitting the man's shoulder and sending him flying.

Then the cane swept across again, hitting the two people lying on the ground again.

Considering that this is Abigail's spiritual world, fatal attacks on these things manifested by spiritual power may cause bad results, so the hunter just knocked them down one by one. Amidst the wailing of the people on the ground, they moved forward quickly.

If the whole town is like this, then Abigail should not appear in the town.

That is, is she hiding somewhere outside of town?

The hunter looked towards the woods on the side of the town.

The world manifested by spiritual power is usually not too big. If the town is already such a twisted and crazy soil for Abigail, then in order to avoid this place, maybe she will hide here?

Knock a man to the ground with a cane.

Seeing these howling people wriggling on the ground, the hunter quickly moved towards the woodland without stopping.

where will you be

The dark forest spreads like an infinite extension.

What happened in your past, why did the land you live in become like this in your memory?

One forked road after another is constantly divided, and it seems that there is no way out of the dense forest at all, as if everyone who enters this place will be lost forever.

However, hunters are not lost here.

Because he could already feel the aura that belonged to the other party, the aura that belonged to that girl.

slam-la-

Get out of the dense bushes.

Under the gentle halo of moonlight, the hunter saw a petite girl sitting on a rock and staring at the sky.

"... Abigail."

He called out the other person's name.

The girl turned her head slightly, her pair of clear blue eyes intertwined with the hunter's gaze.

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"hello."

The little girl with blond hair smiled at the hunter.

"I haven't seen you, are you from outside? Why do you know my name?"

The girl asked with some doubts, tilted her head, her appearance was full of innocence.

The soft moonlight shone on her long hair, flickering like it was shining.

The surrounding woodland was dark, and I couldn't see my fingers.The moonlight only illuminated this small lake and this stone on the grass, and illuminated the little girl sitting here, as if she herself was also shining.

But at this moment, she lowered her head curiously, watching the hunter who came here.

"You... hide here..."

The hunter didn't answer Abigail's question, but just looked around, toward the hidden place in the dense forest, and said in a hoarse voice casually.

"Ahaha, was it discovered all at once? I just have some

I don't like the atmosphere in the town, so I'm just hiding here. "

The girl showed a somewhat helpless expression, and said with a soft smile.

Just don't like it?

The hunter was silent, he was very aware of the things he saw in the town, the people who fell into madness, and the people who were hanged one after another.

This is her memory, the place she used to live, and the things she has experienced.

That distorted town was the past that she couldn't recall.

"Let's go."

So the hunter just spoke.

"Where are you going?"

Abigail asked, not understanding what the hunter meant.

"I do not know."

The hunter, who still didn't know where the end of the journey was, shook his head lightly, and answered very simply.

"If you don't even know where you're going, where should you go?"

Abigail asked again, lowered her head, and looked at the small shelter under the moonlight.

"do not know."

The hunter wanted to answer the old god and the star god, but after thinking about it, he still gave such an answer.After all, from the very beginning, when he started the journey, he really didn't know where he should go.

"I don't know where to go, so I can only stay where I am?"

Abigail closed her eyes and her voice softened.

"Anywhere...for example, in this direction...you can..."

So the hunter stretched out his finger to the direction of the soft moon, and gave an answer very calmly.

"But even if you choose a direction randomly, if you don't know the destination, won't you still get lost in the journey?"

The girl seemed a little surprised by the hunter's overly casual answer, and her tone became a little weird.

"It does not matter."

And the hunter just replied like this.

"Isn't it important?"