Nightmare Light

Chapter 308 The Weakness of the Blood God
"Lin Wang! Something's wrong with this Blood God!"

Inside the Blood Cult's massive underground experimental facility, Qianlan's face turned deathly pale.

Lin Wang, who had just seen off a few ordinary people, turned around abruptly upon hearing this and glanced at the fierce battle in the middle of the arena.

In the experimental field, the enormous blood giant was raising its foot to stomp down on Qian Lan.

The Mountain Lord rolled around somewhat awkwardly to dodge the attack, and at the same time, he raised his hand, and more than a dozen stars, each a meter long, appeared out of thin air and crashed into the Blood God.

The next second, something happened that greatly surprised Lin Wang.

The Blood God simply raised his hand, and a cloud of blood mist blocked all the stars in front of him!

Lin Wang had fought with Qian Lan and knew how powerful those stars were—each one was as heavy as a mountain, and hitting an ordinary person would be like hitting the jackpot a dozen times over.

In fact, the star that Qianlan is using to attack the Blood God now is much larger and heavier than when she fought him before!

But now, this Blood God blocked it without any effort!
"How can He be so strong?"

Lin Wang was surprised and turned to run towards the direction of the Blood God.

"His flesh and blood body has extremely strong resistance to divine power!" Cang shouted, and a ball of blue light exploded on the sole of the blood giant's foot. Although it did not cause any damage to the latter, it did make the giant stagger and its huge footprint deviate.

A sudden realization flashed through Lin Wang's mind, and he exclaimed, "When the Blood Cult captured immortals, they mastered the technique of suppressing divine power. Those madmen used this technique on this false god!"

"It's not that simple!" Qian Lan, looking quite disheveled, dodged the Blood God's attack once more, shouting without turning her head, "Those cultists are just ordinary humans. Their technology is already at its limit when it can restrain immortals, how could it possibly restrain gods?!"

"They really are something!" Cang shouted from a distance. He conjured a bunch of illusions to distract the Blood God's vision—a group of students running around in agony, clutching books. At the same time, he shouted to Qian Lan, "The Divine Blood Cult has a magical artifact called the Infinite Book, which is suspected to be a creation of a certain Great Lord!"

Then He shouted to the Blood God, "Taste the deceptive behavior of a poor student!"

"The Great Lord created this!" Qian Lan was stunned at first, then became furious. "That old bastard Yuan Sheng! He entrusted such a dangerous thing to mortals!"

"It might not even be the original source!" Cang exclaimed.

"Who else could it be!" Qianlan exclaimed angrily. "Although Luohe is an evil god, at least his brain isn't broken! Only a madman like Yuansheng, whose brain has also been corrupted, could possibly do such an evil thing!"

Hearing the conversation between the two gods, Lin Wang inexplicably recalled the fourth arm he had seen when he saw the goddess statue.

But this is clearly not the time to dwell on that—he must go all out to defeat this Blood God.

A completely insane being, resistant to all gods, enormous in size, and incredibly powerful—if it were to go on the ground, the destruction it would cause would probably be greater than the war that is about to break out.

He conjured a ball of white fire in his hand and threw it at the Blood God. The white fire exploded on the Blood God's body, spreading out a frosty white color, and quickly spread to the Blood Giant's entire body.

But the next second, the frost-white fragments shattered and melted away, failing to even stop the Blood God for a second!
Something is definitely wrong!
Lin Wang frowned deeply—that was frost created by white fire. Under normal circumstances, anyone frozen by this frost would be trapped for a while.

Even when he was fighting Qianlan, the frost helped him a lot.

But now, this frost couldn't even hold off the Blood God for a second!
Even the evil god Luo He's abilities can be restrained?!

Lin Wang was surprised, but his expression remained calm. He quickly threw out two vines and tossed them at the feet of the Blood God.

The vines stretched out in the wind, quickly took root in the ground, grew longer, and soon wrapped around the Blood God's two legs.

Lin Wang believed that this time He would not be able to break free again—this was a vine made of World Tree paper strips!
At the same time, Qianlan's attack arrived—in the trial space, He had fought Lin Wang at least hundreds of times and was extremely familiar with his habits.

The moment He saw the vines, He knew: the opportunity to attack had arrived!

Qianlan gave a low shout, raised her hands, formed a hand seal, and forcefully brought her hands together in the middle.

"Mountains!" This was the first time Lin Wang had seen Qian Lan form hand seals.

A vast array of stars appeared out of thin air, accompanied by a mountain-like aura. Qianlan clasped her hands together, and the stars collided and gathered together rapidly.

Soon, a small mountain several meters high appeared in front of Qianlan.

That tiny hill exuded a heavy aura, as if it were a real mountain.

While Lin Wang's vines were binding the Blood God, she shouted, "Go!"

The mountain roared as it rushed toward the Blood God, then slammed solidly into the latter's chest!

boom!
The mountain slammed into the Blood God, and a large cloud of blood mist instantly exploded from his chest.

At the same time, another cloud of blood mist appeared out of nowhere and enveloped the vines.

In an instant, the vines were as if they had been splashed with strong acid, rapidly corroding and withering, eventually turning into a pile of dust.

At the Blood God's chest, flying flesh and blood scattered, exposing the inside of his chest to everyone.

Twisted blood vessels, tumors, and nodules crisscrossed, enveloping a book.

"These lunatics! They put the Book of Infinity directly into the Mad God's body?!" Qian Lan was stunned at first, then shouted, her face instantly turning extremely ugly. "How are we supposed to fight this?!"

"Didn't you just hurt Him?" Lin Wang conjured two more vines.

"That's not how it is!" Cang shouted from the side. "He is not fully conscious right now, so we can still hurt Him by surprise, but He has a huge suppression over gods, and there is also a Great Monarch Creation within Him!"

"That's something on par with your White Flame and the Tree Fern! It's equivalent to a complete Grand Lord!"

"Once He fully awakens, we won't stand a chance against Him!"

Even two gods, faced with such a situation, couldn't help but reveal the immense pressure and even a sense of helplessness in their voices.

But Lin Wang showed no sign of admitting defeat—on the contrary, he was eager to try.

Lin Wang vaguely recalled a common saying in the mind of the original owner of the Northerner: Northerners hate failure.

Coincidentally, I also hate failing.

He squinted, his long, narrow eyes flashing with a calm light—yet a hint of excitement could also be seen.

As his strength increases, the innate fighting spirit of the northerners, which he was born with, also awakens within this body.

He continued forward, his mind racing.

During this process, the two new vines were completely corroded by the Blood God.

Lin Wang believes that although this Blood God seems invincible, He is, after all, a man-made being!

The human brain inevitably has blind spots in its thinking!

What could that blind spot be?
Suddenly, Lin Wang's gaze fell on the two vines that had just been corroded.

He noticed that although the vines had been corroded by the blood mist, when the Blood God lifted his foot, there was still a slight pause and a flicking motion as he shook off the vines.

"I understand!" Lin Wang's eyes lit up, and he shouted to Qian Lan, "Qian Lan! If you don't use divine power, just physical strength! Can you fight!"

(End of this chapter)