Nightmare Light

Chapter 303 The Last Believer
At the same time, on the mountaintop outside Hutougou Village.

The wind howled, blowing up the mountain mist. This mist, which never dissipates, tumbled in the wind into clumps of air of varying density and unpredictable visibility.

The surrounding mountains were thus shrouded in mist and could not be seen clearly.

"Tell me... why did you create so much stupid fog when you created this world?"

A somewhat lazy voice rang out from the mountaintop shrouded in mist.

"Not taking the blame? Ha..."

A very handsome but also sinister man, dressed in a very sloppy white suit, squatted on the mountaintop.

He was toying with a white, stone-like object in his hand, a wicked smile on his lips, looking at the small village at the foot of the mountain not far away.

"Your strength doesn't allow it? Don't use that as an excuse. Although you were a bit weak back then, you still reached 'that' level."

"I see, you still want to run away... Fine, I won't say anything."

The man, exuding an evil aura, plucked a blade of grass from the ground, stuffed it into his mouth, and kept his eyes fixed on the direction of the small village.

There was no one beside him.

The man suddenly said, "Do you think that kid can handle it this time?"

"You have a lot of confidence in him? Then why did you come all the way here? Heh heh... Don't try to fool me with such hypocritical words."

He didn't speak again, a wicked smile still lingering on his lips. He squatted quietly on the mountaintop, looking towards the small village, but his gaze seemed to penetrate the village and see deeper into the distance.

More than an hour later, the smile on his lips became even more pronounced.

"I really didn't expect this kid... he did a pretty good job, didn't he?"

"Oh right, oh right, you already knew, so what are you doing here?"

"Hehehe... This level of provocation can't possibly anger me..."

"Zhi Li".

The man, exuding an evil aura, gently crushed the "white stone" in his hand. At the moment the "stone" shattered, a flash of fire appeared.

His figure gradually disappeared into the mist.

A dozen seconds later, at the spot where he disappeared, the rustling sound of plants rubbing together slowly arose, the surrounding grass and bushes swayed a few times, and something like a snake flashed by among the bushes.

……

In the Blood Cult's experimental field.

With a sigh, the blood mist dissipated.

As the Red Feast Lord emerged from the mist, ninety percent of his corrupted flesh had fallen away, finally revealing his true form to Lin Wang and the others.

Its true form is fragmented and broken.

At this moment, after the flesh and blood had decayed and dissipated, the Red Feast Lord revealed his scarred appearance. His raincoat and robe were torn, revealing his pale body covered with cracks.

On its head and face, the veil was mostly broken, revealing an old face. The mouth and mouth parts had disappeared, replaced by a mouth like a human's.

It was just completely bloodless.

His pale skin continued to disintegrate, and as it fell away, it turned into a blood mist and dissipated.

Upon witnessing this scene, everyone present (the gods) reached a consensus—Lord Hongxiang was about to die.

Hong Xiangye sighed and staggered forward a step—this step caused even more fragments to fall from His body.

He looked at the crowd, and they saw that He had a pair of pink eyes without pupils—

But those eyes, now devoid of madness and violence, held only gentleness... and a deep weariness. "Northerners... thank you for pulling me back from madness to the side of reason," Hong Xiangye spoke, his voice an aged man's voice, "but... I am already exhausted."

More fragments fell from His body.

Hong Xiangye looked at Cang: "You...Wenqujun? I can sense your presence. Why have you become like this? Never mind, it's not important."

He then looked at Lord of the Mountains: "Lord of the Mountains, my old friend... your attack was indeed incredibly sharp, and you have also returned to reason from your madness? That's good, very good."

"Was this done by the people of the North? I'm very curious, how did you manage to do all this?"

Lin Wang took a step forward: "Shouldn't you rest for a bit? Your body is..."

“No, there’s no need to rest.” Hong Xiangye waved his hand, a calm and serene smile appearing on his aged face. “I… let me speak.”

People understood what He meant, and their expressions were complex.

Hong Xiangye turned around and walked towards a large door deep inside the experimental field.

As He walked, He said, “The resistance factors in my body are extracted from countless living beings, including humans, birds and beasts—although the resistance is strong, it is not uniform.”

"Besides, there is also the blood of many mortals... and immortals within me."

"And the flesh and blood in this base also come from thousands of ordinary people—within the flesh and blood, there are also their thoughts before they died."

"These complex thoughts converged within me—I went mad. The thoughts, knowledge, and information within me were already at an extreme level of saturation and chaos."

"Therefore, when the Northerners shattered that flesh and blood, they asked Wenqu Jun to use knowledge to attack my flesh and blood... That knowledge would greatly exacerbate the chaos of information within my body—at that moment, I lost control of my flesh and blood."

“Northerner…you are very clever.”

Lin Wang didn't say anything.

Hong Xiangye seemed to see through his thoughts, and waved his hand calmly: "Don't overthink it. I died the moment I introduced so many resistance factors and the corruption of the immortals into my body."

“I should thank you for helping me get out of my suffering—so there is no need for me to blame myself.”

Lin Wang composed himself and asked Hong Xiangye, "You said that you still have the blood of many immortals in your body? What does that mean?"

He glanced at the tubes inserted into Hong Xiangye's body behind him.

"This matter will be told to you by this mortal friend later," said Master Hongxiang, pointing to the middle-aged cultist. "Now, there is something more important..."

In just a few minutes, His body had disintegrated into more than half of its original state.

But on Hong Xiangye's face, there was only calmness—a complete calmness after liberation.

He opened the back door of the experimental field and led everyone into a passageway deep within the field.

At the end of the passage, Master Hong led everyone into a room.

The room was simple, with only cement walls and some basic furnishings, two rows of shelves, and some stacked boxes in the corner—it looked like an abandoned warehouse.

Lin Wang noticed that although the room was messy, there were no signs of decaying flesh or blood—which was unimaginable given that Hong Xiangye had gone mad and was indiscriminately attacking the entire Blood Cult base.

"You brought us here because..." Lin Wang asked Hong Xiangye.

"Come with me." Master Hong walked to the pile of boxes, squatted down very slowly and carefully, and searched through the boxes.

A few seconds later, the pile of boxes was moved aside, revealing a small "camp" made of boxes, metal shelves, and tarpaulins. Inside the camp was a woman who had died and turned into a mummified corpse, and a sleeping little boy of three or four years old.

"Who...who are they?" Tian Taozi's eyes widened, her voice trembling slightly.

Hong Xiangye stared at the small campsite and the "sleeping" mother and child for a good ten seconds without saying a word.

Then, He said softly:
"They are my last believers."

(End of this chapter)