The old man whispered.

"Why, give up?"

The old voice began to change.

"Why do you want to come back?"

A figure was thrown down the stairs of the clinic.

"Because I still have something to do."

With a touch, Mikolaish fell to the ground.

The door above the semi-circular staircase was pushed open, and the demon hunter was standing in front of the door, looking down at it with indifference. He is very familiar with this clinic, except for the different layouts in some places, this is the Yusevka Clinic. As for the old man sitting in a wheelchair below, although compared with the last time he met, his hair and beard have become like weeds, like the mane of a beast, and his clothes are much worn out, but there is no doubt that this It is Geman, the old hunter who runs through the entire dream.

"So I have to come back." Zelin walked down the stairs step by step, "solve the rest."

In the gloomy clinic, there were only the footsteps of the demon hunter and the groans of Mikolaish. The nightmare lord's face turned blue and purple, and he struggled to get up, but his leg seemed to be injured and he could not get up several times.

"You make me feel bad, you know?" Geman turned his wheelchair and faced Zelin. "A retired old man was disturbed again and again, and ran to my place without permission. Come in the house, smash bottles, demolish furniture, and still look like a matter of course. I am old. An old man likes to be clean, quiet, quiet, and enjoy leisure. What do you think? When you are old, you meet someone What do you do when you come to your house all day long and are noisy and try to burn the people in the house? Tell me, I want to listen to your suggestions and follow them."

"When I am old and unable to do anything, I will find a manor instead of a clinic as a place for my retirement. When my mind and body begin to age, I will quit all my jobs and people close to me. Enjoy life together." The wooden floor creaked under Zelin's feet. "When I plan to retire, I will hand over the work responsibility to my apprentice, give him advice and tell him what to do in case of trouble. . Put away your sword and don't move it anymore.

"The Demon Hunter looked at Geman" I don't think a retired old man would still be obsessed with the power of blood. "

German also looked back at Zelin.

"If you can see that great **** with your own eyes, you will understand why I want to do this."

"I don't understand, and I don't want to understand." Zelin folded his arms around his chest. "I know why I came here."

"Yes, but I believe that when you see that great **** with your own eyes, you will understand what I did." Geman laughed. "Yes, you are right. I am old, why not? Moved. So I need someone who can replace me, someone who inherits all the secrets of Yanan’s blood that I know. People are getting old, their spirits are weakened, and the house is too big for me to clean up. It’s time Retired." The old hunter leaned on his cane. "Don't think about it? Do you think you can destroy a house? You like the residents in the house. Now, there is a chance to inherit the house."

"Become the guardian of the dream like you? Send one outsider into the dream, into the hunting ground?"

"When a group of terminally ill people come here with the last hope, how can I not help them? Blood therapy has indeed cured their terminally ill, and they are willing to pay any price for the terminally ill." Geman's mouth corners Outline a sly perspective, "At any price, they are voluntarily signed and drawn."

"I need blood..."

Mikolaesh crawled over with difficulty, dragging out a bloodstain.

"This hunt is coming to an end." Geman turned a blind eye to the Mikul on the ground. "I have enough time. Dreams become more and more difficult to deal with. I am a little bit powerless. A place has been vacated for you. It's..."

"Help me..."

Bang————-

A gunshot sounded.

"Now, the position of the Lord of Nightmare is free."

Chapter 614 Dawn is approaching

German threw away the musket he didn't know where he had taken out.

"Tell me, your choice. A good person, dreams are dreams, dreams will not have their own thoughts, but the guardians of dreams will have. You can be the lord of nightmares, you can decide which people live in dreams, those People should die. Oh~ you say this? He was fired."

The wheelchair rotates under Geman's control.

"You are a good person, there is no doubt. But the dream is no good or bad, it only needs to be maintained. I have seen kind hunters, and I have seen hunters who are obsessed with power and willing to do anything for it. Nodded and survived. People can see Yanan’s sunrise in the dream, and live normally in the dream until the next hunting night, but you can keep these people alive. Cooperation will make everything easier."

Zelin supported the staircase fence and stroked the sculpture at the lower end of the fence. He lowered his eyes, and the statue in his palm was a snake hiding in the shadows.

The clinic, the place where the hunter woke up in the foreign country, was in the clinic. After Zelin entered the real core dream, he woke up in the clinic. This is a clinic specially opened by the Healing Church in Yanan. The reason these people established a clinic in Yanan back then was definitely not just to treat patients.

"How long has the dream started?"

Zelin asked German.

"Is this important?" Mikolaish's blood pooled into a pool next to the wheelchair. "Since the death of the small fishing village, the dreamland has existed, but it took a while for the dreamland to cover the entire Yanan area. This is carefully constructed. In the hunting field, only one person who finds pale blood can win the hunt. And I, just an old and frail, can only watch the gate and buy a ticket at the gate of the hunting field." German held down his hat. , The wind is blowing outside "Oh, sometimes it is necessary to clear out some people who are not willing to obey the rules. Young people nowadays always don't like to obey the rules."

This is the entrance, the entrance to the dreamland.

The last time the Demon Hunter came here, the dream and reality were not so clear. At that time, Yanan was a reality, but also a dream. He now understands what happened to Yanan two years after he left. First, the hunters who participated in the hunting by the church disappeared, and then the priests who were often in contact with blood. Now, the entire city has become a part of the dream.

This is why Zelin saw the dream of Hunter's Workshop when he was meditating when he first came to Yusefka Clinic. Entering this clinic is equivalent to beginning to step into the scope of dreams.

Zelin glanced over to the ground, and blood leaked down the cracks in the planks. "You are avoiding the weight, just take it lightly." The demon hunter said. "I never thought that turning thousands of people into beasts for hunting can be taken so lightly. You know that power, blood, and secrets are not attractive to me. You know what I want. , Wise temptation, change? Dreamland? Do you think I will believe you on this, or put down my arms and sit down and talk peacefully." The slender beast pupil stared at the old hunter who was sitting leisurely in a wheelchair. "You know how to deal with a liar, Especially dangerous liar? Don't believe any of his words, even if there are a few truths mixed in them."

When resolving disputes, the Demon Hunter hopes to rely on negotiations as much as possible to solve the problem peacefully.

But this is not a dispute.

This is not a negotiable issue.

"It seems that we can't reach a consensus? What a pity." Geman shook his head. "I thought I had no need to move." The old hunter slowly got up from the wheelchair. The wheelchair was pushed back, and the bells hanging from the back of the wheelchair jingled in the silent clinic. "I thought I would never hold my arms again. It seems I was wrong, but you will never know, you refuse Something."

Geman stretched out his hand, and a folded weapon appeared behind the windbreaker. Accompanied by a clicking sound, the metal in his hand turned into a gleaming two-handed sickle.

"Of course I know what it is." Zelin pulled out the ebony blade from behind. "I rejected a demon. And now, I want to end a demon!"

"Yes, let's end it all, and then I will go to see the hunter who won in the hunt." German stood up firmly, one of his legs was broken, and only half of his trousers was dry underneath the empty trousers. ’S legs, but he doesn’t seem to be affected in any way. "Tonight, German will join the hunt."

The moonlight is bright.

A dead silence envelops Yanan.

The boundless night enveloped this troubled city.

Silent and dark. The whole city has long gone without any light representing the survivors. In this endless dark night, the last ray of light in the refuge seemed precarious. It seems that the next moment, a light breeze can blow out the faint candlelight.

Everyone fell into a deep sleep, a real deep sleep. The dream has reached the end, the end, or a new reincarnation.

"Sister..."

The pale and bloodless young Yusevka opened his eyes slightly. It took a long time for the dull eyes tortured by the severe pain before he could see the figure on the side clearly.

"Quiet, quiet." Yusevka squeezed his sister's hand, and a small candle was lit on the side. "Does it still hurt?" My sister's handkerchief wiped the cold sweat on her sister's forehead. "Don't worry, my sister has been here all the time. ."

Young Yusevka opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, there was only a faint whimper.

"I..." Her voice was as weak as her breathing. "I... I'm sorry, sister..."

"It's okay, it's okay." Yusevka leaned forward and hugged her sister. "It's just a dream, a nightmare. When dawn comes, everything will be fine. Go to sleep, I will do it when dawn comes. Good breakfast, wake you up, we can go to visit Gilbert after breakfast, visit other friends, or stay at home for a day to clean the house." She stroked her sister’s forehead, "Go to sleep, sister , It’s almost dawn, and we have a lot of things to do tomorrow."

This is the bottom room of the chapel.

Closed and dim.