This World Is Seriously Ill Chapter 703

This monster was going to Cainhurst?

The streetwalker came back to her senses. Ignoring the pain in her abdomen, she hurriedly rose from the ground, braced herself against the wall, and staggered toward the Forbidden Forest.

Something even more terrifying than the old gods was coming. She had to warn the Queen!

P.S.: Things have been slowing down lately, so I'll stabilize at two updates a day for now.

By the way, if anyone knows Bloodborne well, we can discuss the plot. There are quite a few personal setup elements involved. Even people who haven't played it should still be able to follow, right?

Amigdala

Under the Blood Moon, a figure moved through the dim, sinister streets. The occasional werewolf or other monster that lunged out was twisted and torn apart by the force field lingering around him before it could even get close, spraying a trail of bloody stench and gore.

Kevin, wrapped in surging energy, paid it no mind. His brow kept tightening and relaxing, as though he were engaged in another round of thought.

Destroying the four divine children at Innsmouth, the Pthumerian labyrinths, Yosefka's Clinic, and Yharnam Cathedral was equivalent to severing the connection between humans and The Ascended.

The Dagon Cult had been eradicated, Byrgenwerth had been thoroughly swept clean, the fake doctor was dead, and the blood clan had been warned. It seemed that only Laurence, the Church of Healing, and the other reckless fools who had stepped into forbidden territory remained.

Before absolute strength, the many crises in Yharnam had practically been swept aside with a casual wave of his hand.

But was it really that simple?

Kevin's brow knotted tightly. The faint red glow falling onto his palm made him freeze, and he instinctively looked up at the Blood Moon overhead. The