Infinite Reincarnation: Survival Begins from Ishimura

Mu Xing stepped past Logarius and walked up the black steps.

With the blessing of the Illusionary Crown, he could access everything in this illusory world.

Changing from illusion to reality, the steps extended and solidified.

Pushing open the heavy, decaying door, a musty and mysterious aura rushed towards him.

In the dim light, luxurious dark red curtains hung from the high dome.

Slowly stepping into this hidden palace, footsteps echoed in the empty hall.

At the end of the high platform, a woman in a gorgeous black dress sat quietly on the throne.

She wore elaborate attire, with decorations accentuating her nobility on every corner of her clothing.

Her skin was as white as mutton-fat jade, with a cold luster, and her night-colored hair fell smoothly over her shoulders.

However, the beauty hailed as the most beautiful of the Blood Clan was obscured by a bizarre helmet, like a cage.

She was Annalise, the last queen of the Blood Clan.

Having drunk the blood of the ancient gods, she became the immortal being everyone dreamed of.

Although she did not have strong combat capabilities, her blood fascinated all the Blood Clan.

This place was once a symbol of her royal power, but now it had become her lonely prison.

The queen remained seated on the throne, as if hearing footsteps approaching.

Her clear, cold voice sounded: "It seems that we have a different guest visiting today."

Mu Xing approached step by step, the Moonlight Greatsword floating behind him illuminating the dim hall.

"You are... a hunter of the Healing Church?"

Annalise could barely see the corner of Mu Xing's clothes through the gaps of the iron helmet binding her head.

Especially the fluorescent Moonlight Greatsword behind him, she seemed to recognize this weapon.

"You are... Ludwig?"

"No, I am not him. Let me introduce myself, my name is Bloodmoon, from... another world."

Mu Xing had already activated the Ocular Organ, what dignified and beautiful queen was before him?

Behind the thin red veil, shadows flickered and trembled.

A huge, twisted form was faintly visible.

Like a nightmare freed from an ancient abyss.

Countless wriggling tentacles spread from her neck, like greedy snakes, restlessly twisting and probing in the air.

These tentacles varied in thickness, their surfaces covered in disgusting mucus, each wriggle accompanied by a nauseating friction sound.

Her head was swollen and deformed, her eyes dilated into huge, lidless spheres.

Her eyeballs were filled with murky yellow liquid, thick blood vessels running rampant within.

Her mouth was stretched to the roots of her ears, revealing two rows of uneven, needle-sharp vampire fangs.

Her once elegant arms had transformed into huge, spiked scythe-like appendages, drooping casually at her sides.

Her lower body had completely disappeared, replaced by a mass of churning black flesh.

The flesh was covered in dense small holes, from which small, twitching tendrils occasionally emerged.

These tendrils constantly secreted milk-like blood, which filled the crimson blood pool under the throne.

The blood in the pool churned and wriggled, as if alive.

The entire hall was filled with a damp, bloody smell.

If Mu Xing were a member of the Blood Clan, he would have surrendered to the blood in an instant.

Black chains wrapped around the twisted body, the ends connected to dense, mysterious incantations, preventing the Blood Queen from leaving the palace at all.

Fortunately, Mu Xing was knowledgeable and experienced. Since entering the Bloodborne world, what twisted monsters had he not seen?

He had long been immune to various bizarre shapes.

Annalise seemed to sense that Mu Xing had seen her true form, and said in an apologetic voice:

"I'm sorry to have frightened you. Everyone yearns for eternal life, but no one knows what the price of this eternal life really is."

Mu Xing stood in place for a long time in silence.

"Of course, as a queen, I don't have many choices. My people need blood, at least this body can provide everyone with what they want."

"Why not resist?" Mu Xing asked.

"Resist what? Fate?" She shook her head: "This is my fate."

"This is not your fate. Annalise, this should not... be your fate."

A voice filled with anger and endless apology sounded.

A thin figure appeared at the entrance of the palace, the dim light stretching her shadow extremely long.

The long blade in her hand was dripping blood, the blood still seemed warm, only beginning to congeal after falling on the cold ground.

The sound of footsteps echoed, hunter boots colliding with the floor, from far to near, gradually accelerating.

Mu Xing of course knew who was coming.

Maria quickly passed him, stepped onto the throne, and hugged the queen sitting on the throne.

"I'm sorry, I'm late."

The queen gently stroked Maria's silver hair on her shoulders.

Hot tears welled up in Maria's eyes, Mu Xing stepped back, leaving space for these good sisters.

Outside the palace, Logarius still guarded here quietly.

His hoarse voice sounded like wind and snow:

"She should have been a good queen, but the greed of the nobles ruined her. I once thought about killing her completely, but I knew that the source of all evil was not in her."

"Like the ancient Yharnam Queen, often, they are very similar, and do not have the opportunity to choose their own destiny."

Mu Xing suddenly realized that in a world where even ancient gods could be killed, could one really not be killed just by drinking the blood of an ancient god?

Logarius ultimately chose eternal imprisonment, probably also feeling pity for the poor Annalise.

Seemingly imprisonment, it was actually a kind of protection for her.

"I don't actually hate her, I just pity her."

Saying that, Logarius looked towards Cainhurst Castle, which had been occupied by mutated monsters.

"It is the temptation of the ancient gods, it is desire that destroyed everything."

"Those high and mighty superiors, I hate them."

"The messenger of chaos said that as long as I am willing to cooperate, they will kill all the ancient god superiors."

Mu Xing stared at his pupils: "So, you believed it?"

"At first I firmly believed it, until those guys who called themselves survivors arrived, they let me see what chaos was doing."

"And saw the desperate truth hidden deep in this world."

"The Cainhurst people, even the ancient Pthumerian ancestors, have never had a free will, they were just used as tools to achieve goals."

"Now, it is my cleverness that has made this city a tool of chaos again."

"We seem to never be able to escape fate."

Saying that, he turned his head: "I only have one request, help me end all this."

Mu Xing nodded: "I will do it even if you don't say it, after all, that's why I came here."

Just then

The Chaos Communicator in Mu Xing's arms suddenly vibrated.

"Captain, chaos is here, a lot, it looks like they are going to get serious, do we need to take action?"

"No, let them in, the cycle started because of here, and it should end here too."