Nightmare Light

Chapter 118 The High Priest's Plan
In the laboratory, the man in the priest robe had a calm expression and a regretful tone.

"You shouldn't have dropped that beaker."

He sighed, walked to the broken glass, picked up the fragments on the ground bit by bit, and threw them into the trash can beside him.

"Yanxu is destined to lose contact with the outside world... If we drop these supplies, we'll have one less. We have to use them sparingly."

The man's tone was abnormally calm.

"Who are you!" Sen asked.

"Me? Haven't you guessed my origin? This northerner has guessed it, hasn't he? A very smart northerner." The man still had a calm expression on his face. He continued to fiddle with the experimental equipment, potions and data, as if these were the most important things in the world.

"Sure enough." Lin Wang narrowed his eyes, "The high priest of the temple..."

"Actually, I do have a name..." The high priest interrupted Lin Wang and tilted his head to think for a moment, "What was my name? It's been too long, too long."

"Forget it, the name isn't important." The high priest waved his hand, as if dismissing something insignificant. He then raised his head and glanced at the people around him. "Speaking of which, I should thank you for helping me activate the 'Final Ascension' ritual."

He glanced at Lao Hou and said, "Although, according to my original plan, this ritual can also be activated...but since it is your contribution, I still have to thank you."

The high priest saluted seriously towards everyone and said, "The High Priest of the Mist Tribe... I forgot his name. On my own behalf, I thank you all for your contributions to the 'Final Promotion'."

After that, he said very calmly: "What reward do you want?"

Without waiting for anyone to speak, he nodded as if talking to himself: "Well, then I will reward you by letting you live."

He said to Lin Wang and the others, "You can leave now... You can also take this Candle Clan member with you."

After saying that, he changed the subject and looked at the two Mist Clan soldiers: "But they have to stay... Wu Yiya has to stay too."

After he finished speaking, he looked at everyone again and said, "Why don't you leave?"

The Saint took a step forward, her expression alert: "Why did you leave them behind?"

"Wrong question." The high priest looked Sen up and down, frowning. "You are also a priest? How can a priest ask such a stupid question?"

The Saint Lady choked and almost couldn't breathe.

"As for why I left them here... foreigners have no right to know." The high priest changed the subject and waved to the two Mist Clan soldiers, "Children, come here."

The two soldiers hesitated for a moment, and immediately a mist gushed out from the high priest's hand, wrapped around the two soldiers and pulled them towards the high priest.

The two Mist Clan soldiers struggled violently.

"what!"

"Stop, stop!"

"Wrong response." The high priest shook his head and sighed seriously, "You are from the Mist Tribe... How can you be so humiliated in front of foreigners?"

He snapped his fingers, and a cloud of mist pressed down on the two soldiers' faces, bringing their struggles to an abrupt halt.

"Great, this is what a volunteer should be like."

He controlled the two soldiers and dragged them towards him.

At this moment, a hand burning with white fire grabbed the mist, and the mist broke off with a hissing sound.

The two soldiers fell to the ground. Lin Wang waved his hand and dispersed the mist on their faces.

Two soldiers were coughing violently on the ground.

The high priest remained unmoved by anger, and simply shook his head: "Northerner, you made the wrong choice."

"Why did you activate 'Final Promotion'?"

"This is the second time you've made a mistake."

"What good will it do you?" "I can forgive someone who makes mistakes, but someone who makes too many mistakes..."

"Did you cause trouble during the final stage of Wu Yiya's experiment?"

"..." The high priest tilted his head and thought for a moment, then glanced at Lin Wang again, "Interrupting me is your third mistake."

He raised his hand towards Lin Wang: "Then accept the punishment."

As he spoke, a large cloud of fog, carrying a bloody smell, rushed towards Lin Wang!

When the mist was about to envelop Lin Wang, suddenly, a black shadow suddenly jumped out and blocked Lin Wang's way!
A mass of flesh and blood wearing a white researcher's robe!
"Wu Yiya! What are you doing!" This was the first time the high priest lost his composure.

The fog instantly enveloped Wu Yiya.

Wu Yiya, who no longer looked like a human, made a crackling sound and his flesh and blood boiled at that moment.

Although the face with facial features still had no expression, at that moment, it still turned its head and looked deeply at the high priest, as if it wanted to say something.

"You...you want to stop me? You don't agree with my plan?" The high priest understood Wu Yiya's expression and muttered, "Are you still insisting on that ridiculous plan of screening the gods?"

The high priest raised his voice and spoke faster, stared at the burning piece of meat, and waved his arms vigorously.

The mist on Wu Yiya's body suddenly dissipated, and the burned piece of flesh turned into powder and fell to the ground. The huge piece of flesh was visibly shrinking.

"Your plan is wrong! Wrong! We discussed this a hundred years ago!"

"God is God! The problem can't be with God!"

"The problem is us! It's our fault! Got it?"

He pointed at Wu Yiya and said, "Look at yourself! Why did you become like this? Do you think the gods are punishing you?"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Wang quietly made a gesture to the white cat. The latter understood, curled up its body, changed into a cat form, and hid silently in the shadow of the corner of the laboratory.

At the same time, the "quarrel" between the high priest and Wu Yiya continued.

"The gods have no interest in punishing a mortal like you! What's the difference between you and the rest of the tribe?"

"This is the end of mortals' advancement! Because mortals have too many thoughts and too many desires!"

"Me? What do you mean I have desires? What desires do I have? I'm doing this for my entire clan!"

"Compared to your stupid plan of choosing the power of a certain god, my plan is truly foolproof!"

He shouted, then his expression changed. He took a deep breath and returned to his calm state.

Lin Wang stared at him closely. "So, your real goal is to make the entire final promotion plan...use it for you alone?"

"The power of the gods, the wishes of the tribe..."

The high priest was silent for a moment, his gaze lingered on the laboratory table for a few seconds, and then he slowly looked at everyone in the laboratory.

"At the beginning, my idea was the same as that of the other members of the tribe - to find a way out for the tribe through promotion."

"But, after the plan began, I gradually realized a problem—" The high priest pulled down his hood, revealing a cloud of white bones shrouded in mist above his forehead. "My people are a race cursed by the gods... How could the gods favor us?"

"So, from then on, I understood one thing: the Mist Tribe is beyond salvation."

The high priest looked at everyone and grinned.

"From that moment on, I decided—since the gods are unreliable, I will rely on myself."

"I want to complete my promotion and then come back to save my clan."

(End of this chapter)