Nightmare Light

Chapter 261 Seal
Inside the tomb's underground palace, the pale flames cast flickering light on the face of the Dragon Head God.

Amidst the flickering white flames, He slowly began to speak, recounting the story of what happened back then.

"That Candle Clan emperor was named Ji Zhaohai. He found me in the wilderness, looking dazed and confused, and invited me to stay at Deer Mountain for a while."

"At that time, I had just been infected and corrupted, and from the outside, I was no different from a normal immortal. Moreover, these emperors looked at me with reverence, so they did not notice anything unusual about me."

"In the second month after these emperors invited me to the Deer Mountain Palace, they told me their true experimental goal—they wanted to study how to use divine power to make their imperial power last forever."

"At this point, I also came to my senses from my initial dazed state and regained some ability to think. I realized that I could use the emperors' thoughts to do something—of course, it would definitely be something bad."

The Dragon Head Lord's tone was very deep.

"A plan formed in my mind—I could use this experiment to naturally allow the corrupting power within me to infiltrate the emperors' bodies. I even thought I could use this opportunity to corrupt everyone in the mortal world!"

"Therefore, I pretended to agree to the emperors' requests and put on a cooperative posture to cooperate with the emperors' experiments."

"But in this process, because I need to continuously inject my power into mortal bodies, there will naturally be many opportunities to implement my plan."

"In the first phase, I created a false impression that made the emperors... including that clever Northern emperor, believe that their experiment was highly feasible."

"But in fact, the success of that mortal was a smokescreen I created."

"Once the emperors had gained confidence, I began to implement my plan—I first spent more than a month infecting all the mortals in the entire experimental base."

"Then, I corrupted another emperor—the most passionate Candle Clan emperor, Ji Zhaohai."

Hearing this, Lin Wang asked in confusion, "Why did you only infect the Candle Clan Emperor? What about the other two emperors?"

Lord Longshou conjured a hand from incense ash, his fingers poking Lin Wang's forehead: "Do you think infecting the emperor and infecting ordinary people are the same thing? The emperor's power was given to him by Zhili! That is the power of a true god!"

"Even I have to be extremely careful to avoid being discovered and gradually infecting an emperor!"

"and after?"

"Later, after I infected the first emperor, I began to look for opportunities to infect the other two emperors."

After saying this, Dragon Head grinned, shook his head, and revealed a very strange smile.

That smile carried a certain inexplicable emotion.

"One day, Ji Zhaohai said that the next phase of the experiment should be conducted in a different experimental site."

“I found it a bit strange, but at the time, the experiment was just in progress and a large-scale broadcast experiment of ‘Royal Power-Faith Replacement’ was needed. It was indeed necessary to change the experimental site, so I agreed.”

At this point, the Dragon Head's smile widened, and became even stranger.

The crowd even noticed a strange sense of pleasure in His expression.

Dog couldn't help but ask, "And then what happened?"

"Later, two emperors, Ji Zhaohai, the emperor of the Zhu tribe, and Tuoba Shouan, the emperor of the Northern Lands, came to the imperial mausoleum with me."

His smile grew even stronger: "Then, these two emperors tricked me into a seal, and then sealed this place completely."

Lin Wang suddenly remembered something: "Wait, I remember that Tuoba Shou'an led the Northern people away from Tangsheng City to the Northern Border!"

"No, I can't be mistaken. Tuoba Shou'an entered the tomb with me, and then used his own death to stop me from going mad at the time, which gave Ji Zhaohai the opportunity to complete the seal on me." Lord Longshou's words were extremely certain.

Two Tuoba Shou'an? Why is this happening... Where exactly did things go wrong?
Lin Wang frowned, pondered for a moment, and then asked Dragon Head Lord, "You said that two emperors participated in sealing you, so what about the Mist Clan emperor?"

"The Mist Clan Emperor, Tang Qianguan? That coachman? I don't know." Lord Longshou shook his head. "However, I suspect that since the other two emperors have already guessed my plan, the Mist Clan Emperor must also be making some kind of response—and what he has to do is no easier than what the other two emperors have to do."

"why?"

"Because of the characteristics of the Fog Clan, they are more suitable for experiments. So at that time in Deer Mountain, in the underground fortress, almost all the infected mortals were Fog Clan members," said Lord Dragon Head. "I am the God of Fire for all people. When the number of people I have corrupted reaches a certain number, this corruption will be 'broadcast' to the entire race."

"I don't know what happened to the Mist Clan afterward, but..." Lord Dragon Head lowered his head, his emotions filled with guilt, "Now that I think about it, I feel sorry for the Mist Clan."

He sighed: "This is the whole story of my life."

A massive amount of information exploded before Lin Wang and the others.

The reasons for the division of the three races and the curse on the Mist Clan seem to have all been answered at this moment.

Lin Wang thought for a moment and then raised one hand.

A picture appeared in the air above the desktop.

The scene depicts a group of people with ugly, ferocious faces, shrouded in mist—the villagers of the Fog Tribe.

Lin Wang said, "This is what the Mist Clan looks like now. They were cursed and turned into this. They can only survive in the mist."

"Now, most of the Fog Clan live in the fog. However, a small number of Fog Clan members, after being purified by me, can leave the fog and live there—they now live under the tree ferns."

Looking at the Mist Clan in the image, Lord Dragon Head opened his mouth, and after a few seconds, he said, "I...I really want to make it up to them."

"If you're willing to live in the tree fern, you can help them every day—most of the fruit on the tree fern is still empty, and you can arrange it according to your own preferences..."

"No, I won't go up in the tree." Old Man Longshou suddenly shook his head. "I want to build a hut under the tree and live with these villagers."

His tone became more invigorated: "Building a hut under the tree to help the villagers... I feel my motivation returning."

Lord Qunshan pointed at Lord Longshou's large head: "You're going back looking like this? Are you going to get those Mist Clan people to worship you again?"

“Faith…” Lord Dragon Head pondered for a moment, then nodded, “Indeed, mortals should not be allowed to rebuild their faith.”

Although Lin Wang didn't know why these retired immortals and deities didn't want mortals to regain their faith, he supported this conclusion.

Therefore, when Lord of the Mountains and Lord of the Dragon Head were talking about this, he did not interrupt.

Lord Dragon Head stood up and reached out, grabbing his own dragon horn with one hand.

With a forceful pull, He ripped the dragon's horns off its head.

Then, incense ash rose from his body, turning into a tornado that enveloped him.

A few seconds later, the incense ash dissipated, and what appeared before everyone was a thin old man with sunken cheeks, leaning on a dragon-horn cane, with a large basket beside him filled with pots, pans, knives, and spatulas.

"My future identity will be a retired old chef!" Lord Longshou said excitedly and confidently. "Back in the day, I was in charge of all the stoves in the world. Now, starting a fire in the kitchen is a piece of cake for me!"

Suddenly, the Mountain King asked Him, "Do you know how to make roasted potatoes?"

What is a potato?

(End of this chapter)