Nightmare Light

Chapter 278 Bat-winged Priest
Indeed, there was something on the opposite side of the sculpture.

After confirming his guess, Lin Wang raised an eyebrow.

Indeed, many of those ancient immortals and deities still exist.

Those who have hidden themselves away, those who have retired...

And then there are those who, though their condition is unknown, are still striving to heal and purify themselves.

After learning this information, Lin Wang's mood inexplicably improved.

Although it is unknown whether the other party is hostile to it, the fact that it "heals itself" is enough to determine that it and the Primordial Lord are not allies.

Just then, a series of "clicking" sounds came from beside Lin Wang, drawing his attention back to the present.

He turned his head and saw the sculpture beside him. It shook violently, and the dry, dark red stone shell on its surface shattered and scattered all over the ground.

The sculpture, swaying, emerged from the shattered stone shell.

It looks almost exactly like the original sculpture, with a rat's head, bat wings, and a dark red body.

Its dark red body has translucent skin through which you can see fine blood vessels and muscle tissue.

Those eyes darted around, revealing a confused and bewildered expression.

A few seconds later, the monster that the statue had transformed into suddenly howled, clutched its head with both hands, and showed a pained expression.

Immediately afterwards, it flapped its wings forcefully, jumped off the sculpture base, and ran wildly towards the intersection of another street.

Lin Wang: "...Why did this guy suddenly run away?"

Ah Zhi held up her two little arms, tilted her head and thought for a while, then suddenly a line of comments popped up:
"Was it divorced as well?"

"I didn't divorce you! Oh wait...we were already...wait, why is this all so confusing? Where did you learn these words?!"

Lin Wang went into a frenzy.

Then, carrying the paper bride, they chased after the bat-winged monster in the direction it had run off to.

Behind them, the residents who had been praying in front of the sculptures fell silent at first, then swayed to their feet and scattered, heading towards other sculptures at different street corners.

They also have adaptive capabilities...they can autonomously adjust their course of action...

The guy who designed this system for Red City is amazing...

By the time Lin Wang caught up to the second street corner, the bat-winged monster had calmed down from its initial panic.

At this moment, it stood in front of the sculpture (which was almost identical to it), head down, its body panting and twitching, but it could be seen that its emotions had gradually calmed down.

At some point, this bat-winged monster was wearing a black robe embroidered with countless dark red patterns. At first glance, it looked a bit eerie, but upon closer inspection, it had a strange sense of holiness.

When Lin Wang walked up to the bat-winged monster, although it had its back to him, it still subconsciously took a step to the side and nodded to Lin Wang to show its respect.

After the purification ritual, although the bat-winged monster was still not fully conscious, it had begun to feel a sense of awe towards the source of the purification power.

Lin Wang looked at the towering bat-winged monster in front of him, which was nearly four meters tall, and tapped the tip of its wing.

"Hey, can you talk?"

The bat-winged monster trembled violently, lowered its head, and its eyes darted around nervously, much like a person with severe anxiety or a highly stressed mental patient.

Its gaze darted around, not daring to look back at Lin Wang, but after a few seconds, it nodded slightly and spoke.

The bat-winged monster's voice sounded like a pile of stones tumbling out of a viscous liquid.

"What...what can I do for you?"

"Who are you...? Do you remember anything?"

The bat-winged monster clutched its head, its expression one of great pain, and collapsed to its knees.

"I...I...I can't remember..."

"I think……"

“I remember now, I… I seem to be a priest.” “A priest?” Lin Wang’s pupils constricted sharply. “Which god?”

No wonder this guy was wearing a robe... his subconscious instincts were still there...

"How dare you call my lord by his name! My lord... my lord! my lord!"

No matter what questions Lin Wang asked next, the "priest" kept repeating the same few sentences, and he couldn't get any new information out of him.

If pressed, it will clasp its hands together, kneel down in anguish, and cry out, "My Lord!"

Considering that it has just awakened from a state of pollution and corruption, its mental world is probably in chaos, so we cannot expect it to provide more information immediately.

"We can't leave this guy in the dream. It's no longer contaminated. If we leave it, it might die."

Thinking of this, Lin Wang flicked a ball of white flame onto it, planning to take it with him when he switched his mental energy later.

However, he did not intend to purify the other sculptures for the time being—the purification ritual, which was a self-contained system, was still in progress, and if he forcibly purified all these sculptures, the being on the other side of his consciousness might be in danger.

So let's wait a little longer.

Thus, this exploration of the dream world has yielded sufficient results.

Lin Wang gently patted the paper bride's head: "Have you had enough fun? Let's go back."

A line of comments popped up in front of Lin Wang in an instant.

"You are not allowed to marry it."

"My aesthetic sense isn't that bizarre!"

……

Switching channels and returning to the tree fern, Lin Wang controlled the vines to create a space of about several tens of square meters on the side closer to the temple, trapping the bat-winged monster inside.

It certainly didn't do anything wrong, but this thing looks ferocious and strange, and it has just woken up and is mentally unstable. If we let it run around under the tree, it might scare the villagers.

So it's better to lock it up for now.

Fortunately, this strange priest remained in a daze, settled in the space surrounded by vines. Apart from initially glancing at the giant tree in the distance out of curiosity, he kept his head down, breathing silently, without uttering a word.

After placing the paper doll under the tree, Lin Wang was indeed a bit tired after all the commotion, so he switched back to Tang Shengcheng and fell into a deep sleep.

……

The next morning, an unremarkable black sedan parked downstairs at Lin Wang's house.

After Lin Wang got into the car, he found Jiang Shanjun and Tian Taozi sitting in the back seat, being driven by a young sheriff, heading towards Lushan.

Jiang Shanjun noticed Lin Wang looking at the car and said, "There are likely informants on Lushan Mountain. Driving a police car would easily alert them, so we specifically chose an ordinary official vehicle."

Lin Wang nodded, giving the Public Security Bureau a thumbs up in his heart—after all, they were a professional law enforcement agency, and they had considered these details very carefully, so he didn't need to remind them.

Just then, he suddenly heard Jiang Shanjun's voice faintly echoing from the back seat.

"peach."

"Boss, what's wrong?"

"You know this car we're in is borrowed, right?"

"Oh, I know, I was the one who borrowed it last night."

"Then what do you think..."

Jiang Shanjun's voice paused for a second or two, then suddenly rose several decibels.

"You've been eating snacks the whole way, leaving crumbs all over their car. Is that appropriate?"

"Ouch, boss! Don't twist my ear, it hurts!"

In this cheerful (crossed out) atmosphere, the black official sedan drove into the parking lot of Lushan.

(End of this chapter)