Nightmare Light

Chapter 286 Lord of Blood
“Our Lord says that He has been corrupted.”

Beneath the tree fern, in a cage of vines.

The mysterious, ancient priest Lu, originating from the dream world, spoke calmly and slowly as he recounted to Lin Wang the thrilling story that had unfolded years ago.

"Although our Lord has been corrupted, He remains clear-headed—though only temporarily."

"He directed us to build a large number of purification devices in the Red City, and to collect all the blood and corpses we could find—He used blood to create blood people and corpses to create shopkeepers."

"With the addition of us priests, a simple but practical purification ritual is formed."

"The Blood People pray to the priests, the priests call upon our Lord, our Lord descends into their bodies, and the corrupted blessing is bestowed upon the Blood People—the Blood People consume the blessing, which becomes the corruption of mortals, and then place this corruption into a purification device to complete the purification—and so on in a cycle."

"In this way, our Lord is able to continuously expel the pollution from his body... We have continued this purification ritual for nearly a hundred years."

At this point, Lu paused for a moment, and Lin Wang seized the opportunity to ask a crucial question: "The problem is, in theory, the purified pollution is only at the mortal level, not at the divine level..."

“You really know a lot. No wonder you were able to pull me out of that state.” Lu smiled wryly. “You’re right. This is just a purification at the mortal level. It doesn’t help the real source of pollution at all.”

Lu sighed, "But by the time our Lord and I truly understood all of this, it was already too late."

"Our Lord has fallen into corruption, and we have become statues, helpless against it all—we are trapped in a vicious cycle—Our Lord keeps generating corruption, and we keep purifying it, but His corruption at the 'higher level' can never be resolved, so the secondary corruption targeting mortals is endless and can never be completely purified."

He glanced at Lin Wang: "That's an eternal cage."

After a long silence, Lin Wang asked one last question: "Who is your master?"

"Lord of Blood, Lord Red Feast."

……

After recounting this long story, the priest named Lu, the Lord of Blood, once again became depressed, unwilling to act or talk to anyone.

As a psychological counselor, Lin Wang knew that after experiencing such a major upheaval, it was difficult for a person to immediately adjust their intense emotions. At this time, nothing he said would help; it was better to let him slowly get through it on his own.

He didn't say anything more, but opened the entrance to the vine cage and instructed the tree fern to keep an eye on the priest, telling him not to approach certain sensitive areas, but to do as he pleased in the rest of the area.

After making these arrangements, Lin Wang switched his mental energy and returned to Deer Mountain.

Upon re-entering the monitoring room, Tian Taozi immediately handed Lin Wang a large tube of "honey jelly," almost poking it into his face.

"Lin Wang, eat this! Eat this!"

Lin Wang thanked him, took the jelly, tore it open, and popped it into his mouth. He asked curiously, "Where do you hide all these snacks?"

Then, he heard Tian Taozi say to Jiang Shanjun in a serious tone, "Boss, Lin Wang was in the toilet for so long just now, he must be constipated, so he ate honey jelly... Ouch, ouch! Don't hit my head!"

She angrily covered her head and glared at Lin Wang: "I gave you food, and you hit me on the head!"

Lin Wang flicked her forehead again: "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll hit you harder."

Just then, he saw Jiang Shanjun, who had been staring at the screen, suddenly frown.

Lin Wang walked up to the screen: "What did you see?"

Jiang Shanjun pointed to a screen: "I think I just saw something here... Maybe it was just my imagination."

On the screen was the room of an old man from Lushan. Although the old man was a bit overweight, he looked very healthy overall, and he moved freely in and out of the room.

This perfectly matched Lin Wang's previous assessment: Lu Shanren was a healthy old man.

Lin Wang stared intently at the monitor screen, his hand resting on the knob controlling the resolution. A few seconds later, the screen flickered again.

"here we go again!"

Lin Wang immediately adjusted the resolution and reversed the video.

Soon, he found the exact moment the screen had flickered.

Lin Wang gradually controlled the screen, zooming in and increasing the resolution.

Then, a strange, semi-transparent, almost completely invisible object appeared on the screen.

"What is this thing... a mosquito?" Tian Taozi asked.

"It looks a bit like one, but I've never seen such a strange mosquito before," Jiang Shanjun said.

It looked a bit like a mosquito, but strangely, it was as big as an apple, its body was almost completely transparent, and it flew silently.

In the footage from the high-definition camera, this almost completely transparent giant mosquito only shows faint changes in light at the edges of its wings and some outlines of its body. In normal daily life, unless one deliberately looks for it, it is almost impossible for a normal person to notice its existence.

"Lin Wang, should we make a move?" Tian Taozi looked at the screen, a little nervous and a little excited.

She had taken out the grenade without her noticing.

"Don't rush, it's not time yet... Besides, why are you using a grenade here? Do you have a grudge against the people of Lushan?" Lin Wang's lips twitched.

"Oh, right." Tian Taozi awkwardly put the grenade away.

They continued watching the monitor screen.

On the screen, the giant, translucent mosquito flew to a corner, perched on the wall, and waited silently. In the shadows, even the outlines of its body were almost invisible.

After another ten minutes or so, the old man walked back to the bedside, took a few pills, and lay down on the bed.

The mosquito flapped its wings.

Mosquitoes are incredibly patient creatures. They didn't take off immediately; instead, they waited two more minutes before silently taking flight.

It circled twice above the old man's head, seemingly looking for a suitable place to land.

Then, it landed near the old man's neck.

The next second, it was frozen into a small ice sculpture.

Lin Wang suddenly stood up, flung open the door, and rushed outside: "I'm going to catch the murderer! You guys go and collect those mosquitoes! They're evidence!"

"Hey! Lin Wang! I want to go too!" Tian Taozi shouted, but Lin Wang had already disappeared.

The sheriff's daughter could only run with Jiang Shanjun towards the room where the old man was.

"I wish I could be a lay teacher too," Tian Taozi said sullenly. "It feels awful to be unable to fight when there's a fight to be had."

Jiang Shanjun glanced at the tall girl, her expression aloof and calm: "Who told you to sleep so soundly? To be a lay teacher, you must be able to enter dreams—you sleep so soundly, you never dream, how can you be a lay teacher?"

"Wow……"

(End of this chapter)