Nightmare Light

Chapter 159 Hunting the White Flame Walker

Just as Lin Wang was sitting under the Alsophila tree and gazing into the distance.

At the same time, outside Tangsheng City, in a cave somewhere.

The elevator door creaked and banged open.

The man in black robe stepped out of the elevator and walked slowly in the elevator corridor.

In the passage, the lights gradually came on.

The shadow behind the black-robed man was stretched very long by the light, swaying and twisting in the passage, as huge as a demon.

The man in black robe walked in the corridor for five or six minutes, turning many corners. After turning the last corner, he entered a stone chamber.

In the stone chamber, facing the entrance, there is a statue as tall as a person, with his hands clasped in front of his chest and three arms on his back reaching towards the sky - it is a statue of a goddess.

The man in black robe clasped his hands together in front of the statue of the goddess, knelt on one knee, rested his forehead on his fists, and entered a state of prayer in silence and concentration.

As he knelt down, the sound of metal clashing came from under his black robe.

The man in black robes chanted the eulogy in a low voice.

"Praying for Mother's protection... My heart is pious... May the Holy Light protect me... I am filled with fighting spirit... Hot pot, barbecue, roast chicken, and braised pork elbow..."

A voice rang out from behind the black-robed figure: "When I heard your prayer, I almost thought you were calling out the names of the dishes, Captain Shi Xionglue."

The black-robed man didn't turn around, maintaining his posture as he faced the goddess statue: "But my heart is devout enough - my fighting ability can prove my piety."

The voice behind him was silent for a second, then sighed, "If it weren't for your incredibly powerful divine arts, I'd really suspect you were lying... It's strange, how can you enjoy Mother's generosity even with such a perfunctory prayer? Even the Saint of the Temple probably can't wield divine arts like you!"

"It means my mother can feel my sincerity."

The man in black robe spoke in a serious tone. After saying this, he stood up and turned around amid the sound of metal friction.

He remained motionless, turning his head to look behind him.

Behind him stood a slightly plump man wearing a priest's robe. He looked to be in his forties or fifties, with a smile on his face but gloomy eyes.

The black-robed man nodded slightly: "Your Excellency, the Priest."

"Patriarch...what an ancient title..., in today's temple...ha." The slightly plump man said with a self-deprecating tone.

"Why are you suddenly calling us together after so many years?" asked the man in black robe.

The slightly plump man didn't say anything, but waved his hand and walked towards the depths of the stone chamber with the man in black robe.

Next to the goddess statue, deep in the stone chamber, under the lights, is a large round stone table.

Under the light, there were already seven or eight people sitting in front of the stone table. Each of them was dressed in a black robe that covered their heads and faces. Their facial features could not be seen clearly because of the light from above the stone chamber.

The man in black robe sat down on an empty chair.

The slightly plump man also sat down not far away. He said, "I guess you all have heard about it, right?"

"A lot of things have happened recently. What are you talking about?" said a low voice.

"Yeah, from the false god of the Divine Blood Cult to the strange phenomenon over Deer Mountain... If you don't limit the scope, even the cat downstairs in our building climbing a tree can be heard... hehehe."

Although the slightly plump man had a gloomy look in his eyes, the smile on his lips remained unchanged.

He smiled, said nothing, and waited for the people around him to speak.

The black-robed man, Shi Xionglue, knocked on the table impatiently: "This is the first time in over a hundred years that I've returned to this round table, not to listen to your nonsense."

He tilted his head slightly and glanced at everyone at the table: "If you don't have anything meaningful to say, then I'm leaving."

The slightly chubby man coughed lightly at this moment. "Everyone, I want to ask... have you heard the news that 'White Flame Walker' has reappeared in the world?"

As soon as he said this, the stone chamber fell into silence.

A few seconds later, a man at the table spoke with a trembling voice: "You mean... Luo..."

"Don't mention that name!" the slightly plump man screamed.

The speaker was startled and shrank back. Many people around the table looked around the stone chamber quickly, as if something terrible would descend upon the room with his words.

After the stone chamber quieted down again, the slightly chubby man breathed a sigh of relief. "Anyway, it's just as you've heard—there are reports of White Flame Walker appearing in many places... Has anyone heard anything?"

Since the "Master Rector" was talking about serious matters, the people at the table felt embarrassed to continue talking nonsense and nodded.

"I've heard of it."

"Yes, I've heard that too, and more than once."

"It is said that he personally killed the false god of the Divine Blood Cult?"

"Hmph, don't bring up such ridiculous rumors. If that person is really resurrected, he can only recruit the false god as his subordinate."

Everyone talked at once, sharing a lot of information about the "White Flame Walker".

Overall, it can be concluded from people's testimonies that this so-called White Flame Walker is an extremely tall and burly man, as tall as a northerner, and extremely powerful, comparable to a demon god.

But so far, he has not done anything harmful to the world. In fact, he is a positive character in many legends... the kind that can be included in Chinese textbooks and recited in full.

The slightly plump man looked at the man in black robes and said, "Sir, your Excellency, have you not heard anything about this?"

The man in black robe moved his body: "I... I'm very busy."

The priest shook his head and didn't care about the black-robed man's actions.

"All in all... I think this information about the 'White Flame Walker' is, in all likelihood, true... Of course, the part about his tall stature is probably a distorted rumor spread to embellish his image."

He slowly looked at everyone in the room: "With so many eyewitness testimonies, it can basically be proved...that there is indeed a 'White Flame Walker' who appeared in the world."

The Patriarch said, "Everyone, if this White Flame Walker is confirmed to be the one, what should we do?"

"What should we do? If it really is that guy, then we must kill him!" A hot-tempered man slammed the table and shouted.

Shi Xionglue knocked on the table. "Everyone, calm down. I think you have overlooked one thing. Judging from the current eyewitness intelligence and confessions, this 'White Flame Walker' does not pose a significant threat."

"Captain! A hundred years have made you weak! Have you forgotten how much damage that person did to the world back then?" The hot-tempered man slammed the table again, sending stone chips flying.

One of them even splashed on Shi Xionglue's face.

"You can't use the crimes of an evil god to falsely convict a person with unclear evidence! Have you forgotten who we are?" Shi Xionglue refused to give in.

"Besides, what if he's just a layman who masters some kind of white flame magic? What should we do? Kill an innocent person?!"

"You know, it's almost impossible for someone with that kind of flame to..."

"Alright," the priest interrupted everyone, "no more arguing, everyone, take my orders."

As he spoke, his demeanor changed, and an air of majesty naturally emanated from him.

A dozen or so men in black robes suddenly stood up, one hand on their chest: "Take the order!"

"I order you all to immediately infiltrate Tangsheng City and fully investigate the White Flame Walker!"

"If you are sure the other party is 'that person', send a message back immediately and hunt him down!"

"Yes!" A loud response came from the stone chamber.

The enormous momentum made the entire stone chamber tremble. Even the statue of the goddess swayed slightly under the momentum of these powerful humans, casting a trembling shadow in the stone chamber.

"Great! After over a hundred years! We finally have a mission to do again!"

Shi Xionglue spoke in a happy tone and shook his black robe vigorously. Under the black robe, a majestic armor flashed dazzlingly under the light.

On both sides of the armor, there are flat pans and spatulas, and a set of kitchen knives is hung on the back.

"...So you weren't just naming the dishes."

"Shut up! Even if I had no income for a hundred years, I would still have to find a job!"

(End of this chapter)