Drip, drip—
Blood fell onto the floor, dark red rapidly soaking through the black robe.
After the [Pope] attendant castrated himself with a slash of his blade, there was no pain on his face. Instead, he looked satisfied and exhilarated. "Tonight, in this church, I will truly play the role of the [Lord of Birth]."
"Play the father of all eerie fetuses!"
He raised his head and spoke toward the statue above the church. The language seemed to come from another world, comprehensible only to the eerie.
The voice was not loud, yet it clearly reached the ears of every Player.
In an instant, the eerie fetuses still writhing inside their bellies burst out like flower buds, no longer bound by anything.
Under the influence of the Instigation Privilege, the eerie fetuses automatically locked onto the scents of the three Tarot Cards—the [Devil], [The Hanged Man], and [Death].
Ji Yan's expression darkened.
The Pope attendant's self-castration had also doomed his "Path" quest.
"I heard that when a [Pope] attendant castrates himself and leaves purified, it can maximize the Instigation Privilege... but it can only be used once."
"We're screwed now," Hechi Xiu said helplessly.
Ji Yan said, "I want to know if there's another [Pope] attendant in Grotesque Town."
Hechi Xiu shrugged, indicating that she did not know...
Her gaze shifted to the eerie fetuses on the seats that had torn free of their umbilical cords. After the cords snapped, they rapidly developed into all kinds of eerie creatures. "I think the biggest problem right now is that those eerie fetuses have started locking onto you!"
Ji Yan touched his face. The Forgetting Mask could not block the eerie fetuses' tracking. The only things he could rely on now were...
The Dead Game Mask, and the remains of the Nameless