Blood Healing Turns You into a Monster!?

When he heard a sound coming from the house next door, Fan En stopped in his tracks.

He didn't speak, but listened quietly.

Fortunately, I enjoy reading, which is how I learned about the existence of afterimages in dungeons. I suppose the ones in this room are also afterimages?

"You're a hunter, aren't you? Cough cough, and you look like you're from out of town."

"My name is Gilbert. Like you, I am from the outside world, and I have come to Yharnam seeking blood healing."

"You must be having a great time, Yharnam people. They treat outsiders in a rather peculiar way."

Sometimes, the way to open someone's heart is very simple: just vent about something together.

Fan En hadn't really intended to speak, he was just listening, but after hearing Gilbert's words, he nodded repeatedly, deeply agreeing:

"Yes, yes, I'm so happy."

He suddenly became very talkative, and even though the person opposite him was just a blur, he poured out all the things he wanted to complain about during his time in the dungeon.

Gilbert listened with amusement, occasionally letting out a coughing laugh, which slightly eased his loneliness.

"I don't know if I can still stand up, well, no, but if you need any help, I'd be happy to assist," Gilbert's friendly voice came from behind the window, sounding like a very kind person. "As fellow outsiders, we should naturally help each other, cough cough cough."

Fan En had already developed a good impression of him, and when he heard the cough, he couldn't help but ask a question out of concern.

"Don't worry, I have an incurable disease, but Yharnam's special blood therapy has given me some time. I'm lucky that I wasn't harmed by the beast-like plague, and I can still die as a human."

"Are all the monsters roaming the streets transformed from humans?" Fan En sensed something else in his words and couldn't help but ask. He had long felt that the Beastification Citizen strangely.

"Yes, the Yharnam people, they use strange blood to treat various diseases. Cough cough, this technique is quite effective, but it also hides dangers."

"An inexplicable plague seems to spread among people who have received blood therapy, and if they cannot resist it, they will turn into the things you see on the street."

Upon hearing this, Fan En's expression immediately became quite interesting.

Wait a minute, wait a minute, what happened when he first entered this underground city?

Oh, by the way, an old man whose face was obscured performed blood therapy on him!

So, his increased physical strength and fascination with blood and killing are because he's sliding into the abyss of bestiality due to the effects of blood therapy!?

Gilbert seemed to sense his worry and offered words of comfort:

"Not everyone who receives blood therapy will contract the plague, especially you hunters. Did you see anything strange when you received the blood?"

Fan En thought for a moment. He remembered seeing a werewolf emerge from his blood and spontaneously combust, as well as Messengers pounce on him. He immediately recounted these events, subconsciously regarding Gilbert as someone who could provide answers and save his life.

Gong Qiying placed a shadowy figure here to provide advice.

"Yes, that werewolf represents the beast within you. Its burning represents your victory over that beast, which is why you were able to become a hunter," he said in a weak voice. "Your willpower is very strong."

"My willpower is very strong," Fan En repeated.

Completely unaware that this statement contained a subtle Hypnosis Magic, the Hypnosis Magic engraved the phrase "my willpower is very strong" into the mind.

How did you feel while hunting?

"It feels so good, it's almost like I'm getting addicted."

"Then you must be careful. I have seen hunters who are addicted to hunting turn into beasts. Hunting is a hunter's duty, but you must never become addicted."

Fan En was completely confused. He was told that it was not addictive, but how could he not become addicted?

"Maintain reverence, maintain reverence for all hunting."

Gilbert spoke as if offering advice from a sincere friend.

Fan En, once again, became a broken record, repeating the same sentence.

The Hypnosis Magic that permeated the surroundings gradually disappeared, and his eyes gradually regained their clarity, but the previous effects had already penetrated deep into his heart.

"It's great that people from Switzerland are easily influenced due to their low starting point."

In the city lord's room, Gong Qiying looked at Fan En, who had been successfully influenced, and nodded in satisfaction.

According to his original plan, he did not intend to add more plot or afterimages to Yharnam before completely resolving the parasite disaster in the city; he just wanted to kill efficiently.

However, he still underestimated the impact of blood therapy on Fan En.

This person is performing well so far and is a good prospect to be a hunter. He has mastered all the techniques except for Gun Parry. However, I don't know if it's because of his personality. He was timid and afraid to fight at first, but later he became super reckless. His behavior is like two extremes.

Gong Qiying guessed that Fan En was using extreme behavior to cover up his inner cowardice. He could understand this feeling, because when he played Bloodborne, Gong Qiying was also a coward. He was stuck in Yharnam, which was known as the newbie village, for several days. It wasn't that he couldn't beat it, but that he was afraid to play it.

He later solved his cowardice problem by constantly killing, but now he can't let Fan En become more and more reckless.

Gong Qiying weakened everything in Bloodborne that could have a negative impact on humans. He couldn't actually turn humans into beasts, but completely removing the effects would lose Bloodborne's unique flavor. So, people who have received blood therapy find monster blood somewhat appealing, become attracted to hunting monsters, and might even become a little addicted.

But Fan En got a little too carried away, and that's when Fortress bring him under control.

"As expected, I still need to test and practice if I want to master new things."

Gong Qiying is also constantly summarizing experiences and making progress.

"Thank you sincerely for your suggestion."

On the other side, Fan En sincerely thanked Gilbert, speaking in a somewhat literary manner, because his previous life goal was to become a teacher or scholar.

"I'm glad I could help you. Oh, and please accept these things; they're no longer of any use to me in this situation."

Gilbert delivered only two Blood Vial and a small handful of Quicksilver Bullets through the window, but it still deeply moved Fan En. He finally felt a touch of humanity in this dungeon full of madmen and beastmen, and he was incredibly touched.

He thought of his companions who had come out with him to search for supplies. They always helped each other like this, but now their chances of survival seemed slim.

Fan En suddenly raised his head. Having broken free from his addiction to hunting, his original purpose finally resurfaced in his mind: he should leave the dungeon and return to the sanctuary!

Although it was a bit strange to ask the afterimage for a way to leave the dungeon, he couldn't find anyone else to give him advice, so he could only ask:

"Mr. Gilbert, do you know how, uh, to get out of Yharnam?"

The person behind the window pondered for a moment, then said:

"Let's go to the bridge, the West Bridge."

Soon after, Fan En returned from the Hunter's Dream and set off for the bridge Gilbert had mentioned.

According to him, the bridge is the road out of Yharnam and will be blocked tonight on the Hunter's Night, but it's always good to try your luck there.

At this moment, Fan En finally changed into the hunter's attire he had long desired. His black trench coat fluttered in the cold wind of Yharnam. He glanced at the thick smoke rising everywhere in the city, then lowered the brim of his hat with one hand, hiding his gaze in the shadow of the tricorn hat, as if he were fearless of death.

"Wow, that's so cool! I've wanted to do that move for ages."

Whether it was the hunter's attire that gave him courage, or Gilbert's words that strengthened his resolve, he felt terrifyingly calm at this moment, and even the scent of blood in the air did not arouse him as before.

The bridge was in a very conspicuous location. Thinking of the people in the shelter, his calm was eventually tinged with anxiety, and he hurried towards the bridge.

He passed by the bonfire party that had once made him fight to the death again, but this time he only killed the armed civilians and the vicious hunting dogs before running away. As he ran, he didn't forget to leave a small bottle of his own blood to attract the enemy.

He tested it and found that once the enemy recovered from the attraction of the blood, as long as he didn't reappear in the enemy's sight, there was a high probability that he wouldn't be pursued again.

The bonfire party was like a test. Before passing it, he was a novice who was not good at killing people. After passing it, he seemed to have undergone some kind of transformation and matured a lot.

However, after running for a while under the cover of night, Fan En encountered an enemy that forced him to stop.

It was a huge little giant with a massive body, wielding a giant axe. His explosive muscles looked full of power; this guy was strong.

The moment they clashed, Fan En realized that this guy was indeed very strong, because the opponent didn't even flinch after being Saw Cleaver!

"Sizzle—"

Unable to dodge in time, Fan En was struck squarely on the shoulder by an axe and cleaved in two at an angle. Only in death did he realize where he had gone wrong.

The reason he has been able to act recklessly so far is because of the ingenuity of his weapon. The heavy impact of the Saw Cleaver often allows him to interrupt the enemy's attack, and then take advantage of the situation to cut the enemy to death in one go!

Even a small giant wielding a brick can be made to stagger slightly if he applies a little more force.

But this newly appeared axe-wielding giant was different; he was truly as immovable as a mountain!

Are we going to Gun Parry fight back?

But I didn't have time to try it.

Left with no other choice, when he ran to this place again, Fan En chose to skip it instead of fighting it like he did at the bonfire party.

The little giant's clumsy body couldn't keep up with his pace at all, and he disappeared from sight in no time. It was probably impossible for him to catch up.

The bridge was right in front of us, and the closer we got, the more we could see Beastification Citizen, proving the saying that the bridge was blocked off.

Fan En fought his way across the bridge, and by the time he reached it, he was covered in blood, not only from the Beastification Citizen but also mostly from his own.

Why are there two werewolves blocking the doorway?

His back and chest were covered in horrific, massive scratches, and he only managed to stop the bleeding after giving himself an injection.

He looked back with lingering fear and saw two dark werewolves lurking at the entrance of the bridge, baring their teeth at him.

Why don't they dare to follow?

The next second, a beastly roar suddenly erupted, and something heavy crashed onto the bridge, causing the bridge surface to shake violently, the tremors so intense that it seemed as if it might break at any moment.

The werewolf who had been lingering at the bridgehead turned and ran, as if he had seen something terrifying.

Fan En looked toward the source of the tremor and even stopped breathing.

A beast, a gigantic beast whose imposing presence far surpassed any monsters seen before, appeared there!

This was the first Elite Monsters he had ever encountered!

[The Cleric Beast]!