Nightmare Light

Chapter 203 Whose Headband?
The moment the thorn headdress went out of control, Bishop Du shouted, "Stop it!"

In that instant, the usually calm and composed middle-aged bishop showed genuine panic for the first time.

Several priests frantically operated the control panel, while others rushed towards the Thorn Ring.

"May Mother protect you!"

"Blessed by Holy Power!"

"Blessed are the heroes!"

After a blinding flash, several priests, their bodies shimmering with various divine spells and shining like torches, rushed towards Lin Wang and the Thorn Headband.

Then they stopped and looked at each other.

"Uh, what's next?"

No one knew how to deal with this situation—a divine artifact of a true god, deep within a heavily guarded temple, right under the noses of a dozen elite priests…

She hooked up with someone else!

This sentence is actually a declarative sentence.

The atmosphere was incredibly awkward at that moment.

One of the priests said, "How about... I go up and try grabbing the headband?"

"Yes, let's give it a try."

After several companions nodded, the priest apologized to his mother, carefully stepped forward, bent down, and reached out to take the thorn headdress.

Then he was sent flying more than 20 meters away, and with a loud bang, his whole body was embedded in a wall.

Five or six people rushed up and, with their hands and feet, pried him out of the wall.

If it weren't for the numerous divine spells he possessed, he probably would have died instantly from that attack.

"The artifact is protecting itself... What should we do?"

The priests looked at each other in bewilderment.

At this moment, Bishop Du also walked up to the headband and looked up at Lin Wang.

The latter, with a look of curiosity, controlled the thorn headband, adjusting the spherical space to make it into various different shapes.

The moment Lin Wang transformed the spherical space into the shape of a durian, Bishop Du could no longer contain himself and shouted, "Stop playing around!"

"Hehe, it was so much fun I couldn't resist." Lin Wang chuckled, ending his control of the Thorn Headband.

The light from the headband disappeared, and the headband flew into Lin Wang's hand.

Bishop Du, with a stern face, walked up to Lin Wang and held out his hand: "Give it to me."

"Take what?" Lin Wang asked, puzzled.

Bishop Du gritted his teeth and forced out the words: "...The Thorn Ring!"

"Why? Isn't this mine?" Lin Wang grabbed the headband and jumped back.

The surrounding priests swarmed around him in a flash, ready to fight him to the death at the slightest provocation.

“Wait! You yourselves said it before!” Lin Wang said, “Everything was arranged by ‘Mother’! So you accepted whatever arrangement it was…”

The group of priests around him all looked as if they had swallowed flies.

Bishop Du moved closer to Lin Wang, lowered his voice, and gritted his teeth: "Lin Wang... everything else is negotiable, but this is something your mother personally wore, it's a true divine artifact! A true! divine! artifact!"

He gritted his teeth and spat out each word: "If you take this thorn headdress away, not only will I, the bishop, be martyred, but all the priests in this room will be martyred!"

"But you just said..."

“Choose any two items from that cabinet. I agree,” Bishop Du said quickly.

"Add some temple scriptures as well," Lin Wang said quickly.

Bishop Du stared at Lin Wang for a long time: "...Were you waiting here all along to kill me?"

Lin Wang chuckled and said, "How could that be?" Then he turned his head away.

“…” Bishop Du took a deep breath and extended his hand: “Headband.”

Lin Wang handed him the headband and said, "I've already given the instructions. You can use it as before."

"how about you?"

"I won't interfere with you."

"So you still have the right to use it?!" Bishop Du's voice rose again.

"There's nothing I can do. I have the highest level of access to this thing now. What operating system can delete the highest level administrator?" Lin Wang shrugged.

Bishop Du didn't understand Lin Wang's last sentence, but he understood what Lin Wang meant. The middle-aged bishop glared at Lin Wang with wide eyes, and after a dozen seconds, he angrily put away his headband.

It evokes the feeling that even after a daughter gets married and returns to her parents' home, she still sides with the wild boy.

"Why are you able to control your mother's headband?" Bishop Du asked.

"Where is what I asked for?" Lin Wang asked.

“...The temple wouldn’t lie about something like this!” Bishop Du’s forehead veins bulged.

The middle-aged bishop felt that in those few short minutes, he had used up all the anger he had accumulated in half a lifetime...

"Oh." Lin Wang nodded. "Indeed, the temple should have this much integrity."

"...So, how are you able to control Mother's headband?"

"I do not know either."

"I...come! Someone, bring this northerner what he wants!"

"Don't rush, I'll choose myself later." Lin Wang chuckled, stopping Bishop Du. "I really don't know."

He pointed to the headband in Bishop Du's hand, and the latter shuddered, hiding the headband behind his back.

Lin Wang's face twitched, and he said, "Just now, in that spherical space where I was testing... I sensed what you called 'the thoughts of a goddess'..."

Bishop Du was intrigued by Lin Wang's description: "What did you sense?"

“No, I didn’t feel anything.” Lin Wang shook his head. “Or rather, I felt that it wasn’t the goddess’s real thoughts, but a rather mechanical and rigid, simulated emotion.”

Shi Xiong shouted from a short distance away, "How is that possible! I just clearly sensed a powerful, vast, and awe-inspiring thought!"

He spat out another mouthful of blood after he finished speaking.

Lin Wang shook his head: "It's hard for me to describe that feeling to you. In short, I felt that it was a kind of 'unreal' thought... By the way, you all know that mental power is actually a frequency, right?"

Everyone shook their heads; clearly, no one understood what Lin Wang was talking about.

Only Bishop Du's expression changed slightly, as if deep in thought: "Wait, I seem to have seen a similar statement in some ancient book on spiritual power..."

The middle-aged bishop touched his eyebrows, a thoughtful expression on his face: "By actively adjusting one's mental energy...wavelength? That term seems to mean something like that...it allows one's mental energy to synchronize with that of others...but is there really anyone who can do such a thing?"

Bishop Du said to Lin Wang, "Why are you asking this?"

"I was just thinking that the thought space simulated by the thorn headband is essentially a kind of mental energy... So, could I try to resonate with it? And that's what I did."

Lin Wang looked around and found that everyone around him was staring at him as if he were a ghost: "Why are you all looking at me like that?"

Bishop Du said, "Lin Wang... you know that the thorn headband is a true divine artifact worn by the gods, right?"

"I know."

"Then you know that the aura it emits... whether it's a simulation or a genuine divine aura, it must be a spiritual energy extremely close to that of a god, right?"

"That's right."

"So, you mean you used your mental power to simulate the mental power of a true god, and you actually succeeded?"

(End of this chapter)