Nightmare Light

Chapter 107 Ancient Murals
When footsteps sounded inside the pyramid, the thick fog, like a wolf that had lost its hunting intention, stopped outside the passage and ceased chasing everyone.

The light of divine magic illuminates the passage.

Lin Wang saw that on both sides of the passage, on the ancient stone bricks, there were long and narrow red and white murals carved.

On the mural, tall and thin figures are pulling livestock in a long line, walking among countless fine lines.

They walked through the fine lines and worked in the open fields.

Later, these little people built rooms and constructed cities.

They used simple lines to fight against strangely shaped monsters.

At the end of the mural, three huge gods with many arms and eyes appear in the picture, and small people are crawling and kneeling around these gods.

Lin Wang narrowed his eyes.

"These murals tell the story of my people entering the mist, trekking through it, and surviving again."

There was pride in Kosakugawa's voice.

"Mist Tribe, I saw something very dangerous in your temple." Sen's cold voice rang out almost at the same time, "You should know that there is only one god in this world—that is Mother."

"As what you call a 'pagan,' I'm happy to tell you a story that would infuriate any priest." Gu Shuochuan's tone was unyielding, and he changed the subject, "However, since we are now in my tribe's temple... I have a version of the 'historical record.' Would you like to hear it?"

Historical records?

Lin Wang's heart moved.

The Mist Tribe... retained some knowledge outside of the temple?
The Saint stared at Gu Shuochuan for a few seconds, then lowered her eyes. "If the 'history' you've told me is true, Mother will hold off on her anger."

"Ha! I thought every priest was as stubborn as a rock!" Ko Shuochuan laughed. "Don't worry, Miss Saint, once you hear this story, you'll understand... Mother will definitely not punish us at this moment."

The old saying talks about "Mother"... Could it be that among those three gods...

Lin Wang was thinking when Gu Shuochuan's voice rang out again.

"Among the three gods enshrined in our tribe's temple, one is Mother, and the other two are Mother's brothers and sisters."

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a huge rock hitting a pond.

Sen was furious. He raised his hand to his forehead and unleashed the seal. The entire passage was suddenly filled with blinding light. "Pagan! You are committing a grave blasphemy against my mother!"

Gu Shuochuan refused to give in. "My clan has preserved documents that are thousands of years old! All the truth is engraved on the ancient stone tablets! Candle clan members! Your stubbornness is meaningless!"

Seeing that the two were about to fight again, Lin Wang stepped in and stood between them: "Calm down, we still have business to do!"

The Saint glared at Gu Shuochuan angrily. After a few seconds, she took a deep breath, extinguished the mark on her forehead, and regained her cold expression: "I am only trying to capture people, not to travel with pagans."

"After reading those documents, it's best for you to remain as stubborn as you are now." Gu Shuochuan snorted coldly.

After a brief dispute, the team continued to move forward.

Inside the pyramid, the passages are like a maze, not only numerous but also intricate.

Even with a "local" like Gu Shuochuan leading the way, they can easily get lost.

Fortunately, the dust on the ground was very thick, and the footprints left by Hou Xuanzhang were clearly visible.

"This Candle tribe member... he actually ran to such a deep place..." Gu Shuochuan's voice was low and mixed with uneasiness.

"Lao Gu, judging from your tone, it seems that you have never been to such a deep place?" Lin Wang's heart moved.

Gu Shuochuan was silent for a few seconds and shook his head. "This temple was built during the Three Emperors period. There are many places inside that still have forbidden traps from that period."

“Even if you are from my tribe, you will encounter danger if you enter these places.”

Lin Wang didn't ask any more questions.

Everyone advanced a little further in silence. Lin Wang felt the atmosphere was oppressive and turned to look at the Mist Tribe member. "Old Gu, to be honest, we've known each other for so long, but I still don't know you very well."

"I'm just an ordinary member of the Mist Tribe, no story." Lao Gu's voice was low, and the mist on his face slowly moved.

"Just treat it as a story." Lin Wang thought, a person who hangs around in the territory of the Candle Clan and is also an officer of the Mist Clan must have many secrets.

Gu Shuochuan ran in silence for a while, then spoke slowly and deeply, "I was born in the mist—of course, almost all members of the Mist Tribe were born in the mist."

"I was born into an ordinary family of the Mist Tribe, so ordinary that if I wrote about it in a novel, it would only be enough to write a line."

"Since I was born, my eyes have been filled with endless fog. I can't see the sky, the mountains, or the distance."

"Every child of the Mist Tribe will develop severe eye diseases due to the heavy fog when they are very young."

"Every child of the Mist Tribe must undergo the 'eye-opening' ceremony at the age of four, otherwise we won't be able to see anything clearly."

At this point, Lao Gu looked up at Lin Wang and Sen and said, "You don't know what the 'eye-opening' ceremony is, right?"

I really don’t know…

Lin Wang muttered to himself.

"I've read about this technique in a book," Sen said calmly. "Every child of the Mist Tribe can have their eye disease cured after undergoing the eye-opening ceremony, and can then see through the fog."

"But the temple's book definitely doesn't say: After the eye-opening ceremony, the fog on the Mist Clan children will become more serious, right?" The movement of the fog on Gu Shuochuan's face suddenly intensified, and under the fog, the white bones on his cheeks looked eerie.

After a few seconds, he turned his head and stopped looking at the two of them.

The low voice sounded again in the passage.

"From a very young age, every Mist Tribe child has heard the same story: beyond the fog, one can clearly see the sky and the earth."

"And our home can be, too."

"So I took the initiative to awaken, became a lay teacher of the Mist Clan, and joined the Mist Clan's army... I want to find home, I want the Mist Clan to break free from this curse and leave this nightmare!"

"We, the Mist Tribe, also want to live in the light!"

Lao Gu let out a long sigh and said in a low voice: "This is my story, and the story of every member of the Mist Tribe."

This guy is a paranoid... no wonder he would...

Boom!

Suddenly, a noise came from deep in the passage, interrupting Lin Wang's thoughts.

Everyone looked at each other.

Gu Shuochuan: "The sound is not far away!"

Everyone started running, and a minute later, they turned two corners in the passage and ran into a spacious stone chamber.

In the middle of the stone chamber, a huge stone slab collapsed, revealing an unfathomable deep pit. Mechanical structures for lifting were exposed around the pit, and Lao Hou's footprints also stopped here - obviously, he ran here, activated the elevator, and descended.

Lao Gu's expression was extremely grim: "How come this Candle Clan member... knows a secret that even my clan doesn't know?"

"Instead of worrying about this, why not find the switch that controls the elevator as soon as possible?" Lin Wang interrupted Lao Gu. "This kind of elevator must have controllers on both sides."

Gu Shuochuan waved his hand, and the Mist Clan soldiers scattered in all directions and began to look for the control switch.

At this moment, a low and strange voice came from the passage.

The sound sounded like a washing machine made of flesh and blood, trying hard to "clean" something.

(End of this chapter)