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I'm just going to say this
Fuck. The. Wiki
Whoever edited the Forbidden Woods on there can go to Nightmare of Mensis and shove Micolash's thin, pale dick up their blood hole
You were supposed to be giving out a guide, not telling a story. Instead of listing out possible shortcuts and interactions, you're just exaggerating the entire journey through the map, making it possible for non-player to make head and tails of.
You don't even mention the Cainhurst summon (key item), the Tonsil Stone (key item), or the Afflicted Beggar (NPC) in favor of making references we couldn't give less of a fuck about. If the wiki page is a note, I would have rated it "foul", but I can't because I don't have money to buy a PS4 and therefore can't play Bloodborne
*sigh* anyway, unto the story
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"Alright, this is nice"
As the Messenger merged back into the ground, I stood there with the newly acquired Cannon strapped to my hand
With a click, I leveled it Henryk with a grin on my face
"I would put that thing down if I were you" He sighed, holding his arms up in a gesture of peace, earning a raised eyebrow from me
"You've faced the beasts of Yharnam before, and you're scared of a single cannon?"
"Even us Hunters know not to mess with the Powder Keg's. Those lunatics once blew up the lower Cathedral Ward to get rid of the stray beasts inside" A laugh eminated from his wizened throat "As if that's not enough, they set it aflame afterward just to make sure everything inside is dead. The Church had one hell of a time trying to brand them as heretic"
The cannon was lowered. I cocked my head to the side
In the animal kingdom, as well as in Yharnam city, Hunters are supposed to hunt. Despite their common goal, each Hunter employed a different tactic to catch their prey.
Stealth, speed, strength, technique. Each evolved specifically for that one goal in mind, turning them into an apex Hunter who works most efficiently within their domain of power
The Workshop with their antique, but pragmatic tools produced for the common folks of Yharnam. The first of their kind, they favors usability and taking into account available resources over any other function
The Healing Church, with their refined weaponry reserved for the hunting of larger, more insidious beasts. A symbol of hope, but ultimately reflects the futility of men. Tailored explicitly for the purging of bad blood
The Hunter of Hunters, with blades made from the metal of the sky. Sharp, agile and deadly, their weapons serve to liberate unfortunate souls from their torment.
They always keep up a consistent theme of favoring convenience for employment in actual hunts. Their approaches for prey differs, but ultimately it all serves to minimalize casualties while achieving their intended purposes in a professional manner
I gazed down at the cannon
And then there's the silly band of Powder Kegs with their explosive, out of this world equipements
I snorted. A low chuckle sounded from me
"Bastard's crazy"
"They are" Henryk soon cracked a smile "I say just keep the cannon. It eats through Quicksilver bullets faster than a Blood Starved Beast, but it gets the job done twice so"
I hoisted the lumbering firearms over my shoulder, parallel with Ludwig's Holy Blade. That, along with the Kirkhammer made for a heavy load, so I sent the latter back to the dream via Messengers.
"Say, if I get a couple of blood bullets on me I can squeeze some few extra shot in"
"Yeah, two instead of the usual one. That firepower's enough to take down a Cleric Beast without touching your weapon"
I swiped across my thigh to let the blood out, watching as they clotted into individual pellets and eventually, turning a bright crimson hue due to the effect of the Old blood.
I let the hardened pellets clattered into my pouch. A frown crossed my face as I felt the weight being slightly more than usual
Due to repeated action, skill [Blood Bullet] has leveled up
[Blood Bullet II]
The air of the hunt had changed the Hunter's anatomy. Having breathed and thrived in Yharnam's essence, his own blood became unusually condensed. One of the many perks of being a non-human
- By sacrificing 30% of your HP, you can make 7 bullets as your ammunition. This skill cannot be used when your health is below 30%
The new upgrade allows me to extract up to seven blood bullets instead of the usual five. So with the cannon that consumes twelve of them and the twenty QB I have in my coat, that would be four shots before I ran out of sufficient ammunition, assuming I activate this skill after each shot
I nodded, before stopping. My eyes widened
Wait, so I can...level up skill through repetition?
Negative. All displayed skills are unique, and as such requires the filling of blood gauge or a certain amount of Insights to unlock. Additionally, purchasing them using Blood Echoes or maxing out a stat is the only way to level up your given abilities
However, since it is a Hunter's Innate Skill, you can level them up without the use of the aforementioned currency
That means there are potential ways to get stronger once I've had all stats maxed out. An exciting thought in itself
I mentally searched through the bloodied window, browsing through the newly discovered Innate Skills I possess
[Duelist]: Increased damage from firearms/ Gain from choosing Origin: [Noble Scion]
[Sniping]: Increase range and precision on firearms when standing still/ Default
[Blood Bullet II]: Create more ammunition at the expense of your own blood/ Default
[Enhanced Constitution II]: Enhanced physical abilities and resistance to poisoning/ Default
Other Innate Skills will be gained when joining a Covenant
"Hunter, you alright?"
Henryk's voice snapped me back to reality. I turned to the Hunter's phantom, before shaking my head
"No. Nothing's wrong. Just spacing out a bit" I mentally chided myself for getting too absorbed in the system "We've came a long way from the village, haven't we? Then let's continue"
He nodded and snapped his Saw Cleaver open. I let Ludwig's blade out into its untransformed mode and we took off into the last direction left
Judging from their names Innate Skills seems to indicate your natural ability as a Hunter in addition to unique skills given by the System. A free boost in power like such is hard to pass in my eyes
As of the current we're on the first path to this woods, which is, of course, the one on the right.
I have planned to talk to the NPC to get the Tonsil Stone before heading to Lecture Building, but now I know Innate Skills exist, I am inclined to prioritize joining a convenant first.
After that, I'll recover all possible items and comb the rest of this area for the extra loot the enemies offered
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We walked to the other edge of the wood, toward a small wooden hut. I saw Henryk's eyes widened at the silhouette by the flame and couldn't contain a smile when he turned to look at me
"You..." He started, only to sigh at the mirth in my eyes. The Hunter shrugged and folowed after me as we walked up the stone path leading toward the hut's entrance
"Hello there" The flame flickered as I stepped foot inside
"Ah, a new face are you?" When I had went around the corner, it was a man who greet me. He wore a constable set, with a cane on his hand that can be easily mistaken for the Hunter's trick weapon. The most bizarre thing about him is the helm he wore over his head, revealing only one eyes peering through behind it
"Yes. And you must be Valtr, master of the League"
Valtr let out a laugh. Not quite bolsterous, but in a deep tone. His presence radiates authority befitting of a leader, causing everyone listening to be captivated by him
"It seems our League is more renounced than I'd thought. Who introduced you to us, might I ask. Perhaps a fellow confederates made the tip?"
"Henryk talked about you" Our eyes met each other
I wasn't lying. The man can be talkative when he wants to be. The constant mention of "filthy vermin" is hard not not to notice, which serves as a great excuse for an official source of information
"Ah. The late Hunter. It is a shame that he died" Valtr nodded sympathetically, not seeing said Hunter's phantom standing just inches away from him "At least he left with him a young apprentice"
"Come now, Hunter, if you've already known about us and out purpose then I believe no further introduction should be made. Will you join the League?"
To crush all vermins, the source of man's impurity, and kill to your heart's content. Their purpose is straightforward as it can be.
"I would be honored to"
"Yes. As a Hunter well should. Commit this to your heart" The League's Impurity Rune was handed to me. It's pattern writhing and worming in my hand, seemingly resembles something out of this world.
When I blinked again they were gone. The maggots and snakes are now nothing more but wrinkled stray vines and oddly-shaped stone aound us
My perception has been changed, sinking into another layer of truth within this dream. As the vermins squirmed in my mind the whisper started getting stronger. One I have only heard during my bouts of hallucainations in the Hunt
But what is not unfalse needs not be true. What is true, need not be seen
"And so, until we are rid of all vermin, you must continue to hunt and kill. This bloody fate is ours alone" The Leaguemaster's voice drew my attention back to him
"Do not expect the world to grasp our work... But remember, the confederates will always have my blessing... And each other. Always"
"Now, continue with what you have always done, Hunter" The eye behind the iron helmet bore into mine "Hunt and slaughter. Until it is done"
Valtr laughed. Henryk followed me from behind as we walked away, leaving him along in the wooden hut
The cold air bristled my clothe. I tugged down the Hunter's tricorn hat, casting a shadow on my eyes
Due to joining [The League] Covenant, a skill has been created
[Coordinated Assault]: The League aimed for the total purity of humanity from vermins. But for such things to come to be, unity between fellow men is needed
- Enemy's health will be lowered by 10% for every allies you have
- Give you 1 extra Insight for every Vermin crushed (2)
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Henryk fling a throwing knife that impaled through the Huntsman's throat, making him gurgled. I rushed up and caved his head in with my Kirkhammer. Blood flew through the air as the body crashed to the ground, revealing a horde of other Huntsman with Rabid Dogs behind them
Gunshots rang out inside the village. The two Hunters dashed through while silently swinging their weapons at the madmen standing in their way. Using [Razor Burst] I mowed down a line of enemies chasing after us
"How far is that Cainhurst summon you mentioned?!" The old Hunter growled, unloading his stash of throwing knives onto the hoard. I threw a Molotov in, litting them up in blazing flames
"Not far from here. It's in Iosefka's clinic"
"Well I'll be- Just go, I'll hold them out while you take the path"
I nodded and ran forward. The sound of clashing steel and flesh being torn still sounded out behind me. Soon, it drowned out as iosefka's clinic came to my view
Except now there was no imposter to greet me. I rushed through the first floor, pushing the medical waste and the charred corpse in favor of getting to the top where I found a single envelope sitting neatly at where I have taken my blood ministration
A blurred address. The sender's name has been smudged out with a spatter of blood. Only one thing remains intact on this blood-soaked invitation
My name, written in an elegant cursive upon the receiver's blank
+ [Cainhurst Summon] obtained
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he red lantern glowed an ominous light as I knocked on it
"Oh, a Hunter of beasts are you?" A voice answered from the other side
"Glory be, you know not the value you possess"
"But, more's the pity"
"The hours of the night are plenty, and the beasts more than I can count. A veritable hunt unending"
My eyebrows twitched
"Not even death offers solace, and the night inhibits you"
"Ha, a most frightful fate, oh my...."
I raised the cannon at the door
"Stop talking and give me the Tonsil Stone, or I'll blast this house to kingdom come"
"...."
+ [Tonsil Stone] obtained
If there's anything I've learned about Yharnamites, it's that they'll never shut up with their shit as long as you let them talk more than necessary
Being the sensible Hunter i am, I didn't
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"Blimey! Don't scare me like that. On a night like this... I took you for a monster."
"Apologies. I do not intend to scare you" I replied smoothly "By the way, what happened to these two?"
"A Beast took them. Somehow lured the couple out of their house before tearing them apart. Oh, that thing had me tremblin. It was fortunate that you came along and forced it to flee"
"That's lucky, then, that you are still alive"
"That I am, sir Hunter. Say, do you know of any safe haven near here?"
"I would" My eyes shifted to a distant point past his shoulder "But...it seems that won't be necessary"
"What-?" He could not help himself. Like a curious animal the man turned around to see the two corpses beneath him
The sound of metal unclasping from their holder is the only indication he got before agony overtook his senses
The Suspicious Beggar roared in pain as Ludwig's Holy Blade drove deep into his back. Before his beast transformation could start, I twisted the handle, releasing the second blade and severed his arm with it. The sword came downs econds later, pinning his foot the the ground
I watched as the beggar screamed once more, not a scream of anger nor madness, only the pure sensation of fear in its voice. Something about it felt unfamiliar, almost alien. I have heard similar sounds from the throat of Yharnamites as they got mauled to death by the beasts. But to see that sheer terror directed toward me, his killer, is quite....
Intriguing
Adrenaline rushed through my veins. The pounding of my heart get louder by the second. I could hear a distant echo calling for me across the haze
"Have you got a screw loose? Or is it your... animal intuition" He whispered on the ground.
In response, I raised the blade once more, preparing to punch through its skull for a quick kill
"You hunters have got more blood on your hands. You drink the blood of half the town, and now this!"
Needless to say, I was surprised when the beggar roared. His muscle rippled, hardening and expanding out of proportions like an untamed beast
I jumped back as he ripped himself off from the ground, dirt and woods splinters scattered around us. His eyes turning a blood red, the beggar's deformed arm swung at me with speed that would have been impossible for untrained eyes to notice
"Die! Die, die! Hunters are killers, nothing less! You call ME a beast? A Beast!? What would you know? I didn't ask for this!" He screamed hysterically, the air rippling with every whip of a limb he made
My blade moved faster in return. It sailed through the air, cutting off his other arm before the blow can connect. Not waiting for the man's reaction, I took out the Repeating Pistol and unloaded two consecutive shot to his back. He staggered back with a shocked face, before falling to the ground motionlessly
Hand grasping around the handle, I roughly yanked out the blade from his back, spraying blood in the air. Blood that showered upon my Hunter outfit, staning it a crimson red
"Rancid beasts, every last one of us..."
I grinned, feeling the sensation of primal exhiliration spreading through my body. My chest rise and fall in an erratic patterns in conjunction with the excitement coursing within me.
Then I slowly cooled down, the calm and collected Hunter's disguise once again cloaked my form
"I think that beast's dead. Let's go"
For some reason Henryk is giving me this really disturbed look from the side
I wonder why
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We moved in sync. Henryk executed a basic Saw Cleaver combo that blend in with heavy strikes from my Kirkhammer, raining down blows upon the mob in front of us
Limbs were blown through the air as wind flew forward from the rip of my blade, cutting through the horde like beasts on Molotovs. At last, the few that remains were quickly taken care of by us
The bullet ripped through the Huntsman's forehead. His blood drunken eyes turned empty as the last remnant of life left him, leaving behind an empty corpse that fell to the ground
Seeing that no other enemies were in sight or hiding in ambush, I lowered my weapon. Further confirming that no apparent threat are in view, I finally relaxed
"Alright! Now that's the last of em'" I sighed in relief, putting the Holy Blade on my back and feeling it clacked against the cannon.
A heavy blunder, but ultimately countered by my maxed out Dexterity stat. My Endurance has been raised, which means carrying heavy weaponry prove less of a task for me
All around us are piles of corpses, stacking up as high as the village's houses. Bodies of beasts and men beasts all tangled together in a heap of blood and organs, bones meshed together from the force they were cut off, making for a hideous sight even for a Hunter
Blood Gauge: 97/100
Blood sloshed around in the crevixes of my clothe. The smell of pungent liquid was already air with me at this point so I didn't feel bothered about it
"Now what?" Pulling his Saw Cleaver out a Beast's skull, Henryk looked to me. "We've taken all there is, traveled all the roads, and basically just killed everything here. I don't think there's anything more that can be done"
"Not nearly everything, no" I gazed toward the distance, just around the corner where the forest took a steep dive to a sharp creak at the end of it "We still have some shadows to hunt"
I smiled as the quest screen popped up
A new quest has been created
- Kill the Shadows of Yharnam with pebbles
Reward: Skill [Familiar Summon]
That same smile disappearing just moments later
What the fuck?
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"I must admit this is quite weird"
Henryk said, staring at his summoned counterpart.
"I agree, It's not everyday you see such a handsome fellow man" The other Henryk said
I had half a mind to chuckle, the other to roll my eyes at the joke.
An Old Hunter Bell and [Moonless Echoes] are all it takes to summon two Henryk's to support me. They wore the exact same outfit, except Bell's Henryk had a silver sheen to them, indicating of his otherworldly status, while my Henryk looks just like his normal self, except the fact that he's practically invinsible for anyone looking but us
Right now they're looking at each other like the other one was something that came from another plane of eistence. Which, admittedly, is not entirely untrue.
The one before him did come from an alternate dimension after all
There exists many Hunters that operates not before, but also along and after my current timeline. Hunters that are just like me, awakening in the middle of the Hunt with no memory, who were cursed with the same undying nature as me, who made different choices from me, because they are different from me, yet we were all employed by the same entity of the moon
The Dream works in strange ways, it's reality having been altered by the presence of its host made deciphering its nature practically impossible
The concept of time and space know no bounds, which is also why sometime there are those who tried to invade other's world for their own gain.
Usually it would be Vileblood seeking the blood of Hunterrs, other times it would be just Executioners looking for said Vilebloods, and the Hunters who are either malevolent or just looking for a good fight with their Sinister Bells. Fortunately, I have not been invaded by any of those yet
"There's still someone else who could help us" I looked to the right, seeing another silhouette approaching us "Someone I'd rather not have him join us, but he's a Hunter of decent capabilities and as such might be of help"
"Save the crap, Hunter. If Valtr had not vouched for you, I'd have butchered ya up in search of vermins" The wild man sneered "Look like a rat out a beast's ass, smelling like piss and shit, you look suspicious as hell"
It would be unlikely that two Hunters alone can fight against the boss. That's why I asked Valtr for an extra hand in defeating the Yharnam Shadow.
I had expected Yamamura, but then I forgot he's trapped somewhere in the Nightmare
Which results in the League Master sending after me some very unpleasant company
"Well? Too much a wimp to say anything?"
I smiled grimly, not deigning his childish taunt to be worth answering
"Well then. All four of us are here, so I'll start briefing. From what I know the Shadow of Yharnam we're about to fight are in fact three separate individuals with different skill set. One with pure melee, one with close to mid range, and the last provide far range support to the other two, as such it is quite difficult to navigate around with their erratic formation"
"How do you know that?"
"I have my ways" I replied, moving on to tell them the plan "Anyway, here's what I have in mind. Henryk 1 and 2, you rallied on the sword wielding one. Madara hunter, I know you'll probably ignore the plan so go wild on any of the other two. I'll take care of the last one, or at least distract it enough until Henryk's finished. Then we group up with each other"
"Now, as I was saying, each of us will go against their respective opponents. What you don't know is that they'll have multiple phases the more they are taken down. So take them down with extreme prejudice. Swiftly. Efficiently. And brutally"
"A sound tactic" Said hunter nodded "Then, what are we waiting for?"
"I'm going to have to stock up on some pebbles"
"Excuse me?"
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With my pockets full of pebbles, it was decided by the summoned Hunters that I would remain at the back of the formation. Strangely enough, no one questioned me for my bizarre actions, but I figured every Hunter's mad in their own way. They probably expect me to not be completely sane as well
As we passed the fog gate, the air around us shifted,
The mist cleared, and we were alerted with the three presence walking out from through the fog
Our gaze immediately locked onto the three dark-robed figures standing across us. Their hood creating shadows that covered over their face. The face, if one were to look close enough, are just heads caved in with snake parasites controlling their movement
Oh boy this is going to be nasty
The two Henryk's immeditately dashed forward to clash blades with the scimitar wielding one one. Madara roared as his Hunter's Axe descended upon the blade-candle user.
I started engaging the pyromancer with a thrown pebble. Within moments, the roaring of flame and clashing of steel filled the valley as the battle bgeun
Hunters against Shadows
Four on three
I zoomed past the three fireballs flung my way and slashed down at the Shadow with my Holy Blade. The heavy sword connected with their flesh, severing the dark fabric of their tattered robes and revealing the things churning within.
My eyes widened upon seeing them, as inside the figure are not blood or intestines like I'd thought, but rather a swarm of snakes coiling and hissing as though they'd just been struck
Steeling myself, I parried their next attack and speared a hand though the shadow's chest.
I grabbed a fistful of snake parasites and pulled out, crushing them in my hand. Before the shadow could recover I sent a Molotov at it and lit the entity on fire
My attack was swiftly responded with another trail of blazing flames. I dodged to the side, the homing projectiles grazing my side as they tried to adjust their trajectory mid-flight. Deciding that more speed is necessary I snapped my weapon to its untransformed state.
A blur of swift strikes followed after, staggering the Shadow with the force behind it. One hit. Two hit. Three hit. Before it and the others could enter their next phase I clicked on the sheathe, transforming the thing back to its heavy, doule-edged mode and swung down
This time, [Ferocity] is at max stack. The added damage bonus, combined with the weapon's base offensive capabilities, made the strike unstoppable in nature. I ripped through him with ease, severing the shadow's body in two halves, letting corpses of snakes and dried flesh raining down on me
Yet even then it was still writhing. Narrowing my eyes, I slammed my boots into the ground, crushing the last remains of the thing that was still alive
The first one is dead
Having dealt with one of them, I turned my attention back to the fight
Both Henryk's and the younger Madara twin looking to be holding out well against their respective opponents.
However, their enhanced senses soon picked out something is wrong and they dashed back, just in time for the remaining two shadows to burst into blood
From their head erupted grisly pillars of snake heads. All writhing and squirming together like a deformed, sentient knot made of flesh
"This is their phase two" I explained to the other Hunters "When one of their brethren die or is severely injured, they gain extra power. In this phase the two will become extremely aggressive, so I recommend you to make quick work of them individually"
Henryk nodded and take out his poison knives. Henryk 2 readied his Saw Cleaver. Madara twin merely smirked before switching his axe to one-handed mode. He reached his hand into his pocket and fished out a...whistle?
A smirk grazed my face. I aimed my gun and pulled the trigger, catching the second one's attention
As if on cue, the other once again fell into the rhythm of battle. I spotted the two Henryk's engaging in combat with the scimitar wielder, now looking torn in more than several places on their dark robe
The first Henryk flung the straight-edged knife toward the shadow who easily dodged it. However, it did not expect for the second one to use the window of distraction to swing the Saw Cleaver upward in a wide arc, cleaving away the thing's stomach and revealing the montrosity underneath
Enraged, the parasites controlled the body flew into a berserk state. It dashed forward and sliced off a part of Bell Henryk's arm, causing the man to grimace. He jumped back and healed himself with a blood vial, letting his doppelganger taking care of the shadow for a brief second before joining in the fray, this time wielding a Hunter's Pistol in his hand
The smell of gunpowder and blazing fire created from its flame does not distract us from fighting our own battle. Madara twin did a heavy charged attack on his enemy, splitting them deep in the chest before twisting the thing and split their upper body by half
To support him, I poked to stagger the Shadow, allowing me to continue with a Hunter's Pistol shot to the chest slowing them down. The movement proved fatal as younger Madara twin dashed in, this time with the Madara's Whistle in his hand
A shrill sound echoed in the chamber, before the ground under them erupted into a bloody sky, from it the head of a serpent burst out, it's maw opened wide
We both dashed backward as the snake's jaw snapped on the Shadow, trapping it as the animal dragged it's parasitic brethren into the depth of the Nightmare itself
The second one died.
A primal scream echoed across the valley as the last one gave off a crimson sheen to it's body. Crimson fog rose and surrrounded its darkened form, primal whispers resounding from inside its body.
Phase three...triggered
Right away, Bell Henryk was snatched up in the air and devoured by the summoned snake.
No trace of him remain. No scream. No pain. No warning. It just happens so fast neither of them really got a chance to react. In fact, even I had not anticipated the phase trigger to be that fast
Cursing, Phantom Henryk moved to strike the offending creature, but i gestured to him with a rejection sign. The animal's too big to be taken down and, from what it appears in my gameplay, they seems to be unkillable.
Even if such notion was not true, I don't think it's worth the risk
The whisper started again, and we were forced to move
Well, most of us that is
Our butcher companion looked on with a shocked look, before his expression shifted to that of unbridled rage at the boss like he's some sort of offending vermin
"Not so fast, fucker!" Younger Madara twin jumped at the shadow with his axe drawn "How dare you steal us sibling's secret trick and twist it that way!?"
To make a show out of snake summoning is to insult their bond with their pet snake. No matter how intentional, this only came out as a mockery to the time they've spent together, up to the point of him killing them to spare them from the curse of vermin
Such thoughts made his blood boil beyond limit. The Hunter lost all sense of rationality as blind rage overtook him, begging to tear this thing in half
The thing dodged out of range and once again begin the casting motion. As it deflected the man's continuous assault, multiple nightmare vipers crept around him and sank their fang into the Hunter
With a scream, he struggled. I descended upon them with Ludwig's holy blade flashing in the moonlight. I swung, incapacitating the three heads at once
Hey, it's easier than I thou- oh shit
I used [Razor's Edge] to propel myself backward just in time to avoid the fourth viper's attack. Landing on the ground I Quickened to where the younger Madara twin is
"Hey, you alright?"
"Shit, I'm bleeding. Those fucking snakes have slow poisoning" The Hunter gave curse "Neither of us have Antidote. We're fucked"
"Don't give up yet. I'm sure Henryk have them somewhere on his-"
"Just stop it, alright? I'm dead, so I'm dead. No need to sugarcoat it" Younger Madara twin grimaced, his face paled as the poison's effect started taking a toll on him "But, before I go, I want you to take this"
+ [Madara's Whistle] obtained
"Kill it. Kill it in the most painful way possible" He started coughing up blood, body going slumped in my arm "Kill it so, that it wish it had never been born"
I slowly nodded, watching as the light leave his eyes. Setting the Hunter's body to the side I turned to Henryk
"Let's do this"
I discarded Ludwig's Holy Blade, letting the Messengers carry them off into the dream
In my hand, is now the Saw Cleaver
The feeling of its handle perfectly fitting in my hand gave me a smile, before it hardened. I raised the brutal tool and dashed at the Shadow along with Henryk. Our weapons, identical in nature, slashed open an X shaped wound on their robe
He tried to fight back. Scimitar cutting through Henryk's phantom limb and decapitated it. The man cursed, but was able to buy me some time to Quicken behind the Shadow before dying
I blew the whistle. Like before, a portal opened and the snake snapped at it. The Shadow dodged, narrowly having half his body being bitten off. He swung his armament at me in a distorted manner in return
It whistled through the air, aiming at me with lethal speed. I smiled grimly and deflected the limb. The extended attack may be dangerous, but with good timing and reaction speed it becomes harmless
I kicked him back and raised my pistol, opening shots after shots at the Shadow until his back hit the wall. Then I continued firing
One shot. Two shot. Three shot. Each shot takes away 2% of their mx health as a passive for [Ferocity] along with the 15% chance to instant kill from [Evening Bell], draining his health fastr than any fast poison could
Though the veil covering their face, I could hear the angry hiss of snake parasites as they tried to recover from the damage done to them. With one last shot, the Shadow of Yharnam fell to their knee
Click
Instead of another Quicksilver bullet, I slammed the pebble into the chamber and aimed it at their head
Quicksilver are more durable when it comes to being solid ammunition, but pebbles are just as deadly at close range.
The gun roared to life, flashing the image of death
With a savage grin, I fired.
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Quest Completed:
- Kill the Shadow of Yharnam with a pebble
Reward: Skill [Familiar Summon]
You have killed a Boss
+1 Stat point
Blood Gauge: 100/100 -> 0/110
+1 Stat point
Available SP: 2
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So which stat do you guys think the Hunter should upgrade next?
Dexterity: 10/10 (Maxed)
Strength: 3/10
Endurance: 3/10
Intelligence: 0/10
Wisdom: 2/10
Luck: 2/10
???: 0/10 (Unlock upon entering the Nightmare)
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