Nightmare Light

Chapter 29: Constructing Divinity

The sound of buildings breaking apart mixed with the strange chanting.

The earth was shaking, the roof was cracking, bricks and stones were falling, and blood rain was flying back into the air.

"He is building his own divinity!"

These words, spoken by the Holy Maiden of the Temple, contained such a meaning that everyone was shocked.

As the temple's saint, Sen is almost textbook-level - strong, pious, calm, decisive and firm in everything she does.

But when she said this, she fell into unprecedented panic - at that moment, her pupils dilated and her voice trembled. In addition to panic, her words even carried a hint of despair.

The expressions on the faces of the priests who heard this were somewhat similar to Mori's - an expression of confusion, disbelief and panic.

The sheriffs' response was much simpler - they had all fainted.

At this time, Lin Wang ran to the priests and asked before Sen could speak: "What does it mean to construct divinity?"

"To put it simply, this monster is trying to become a new god." Sen pointed at the blood monster that was still growing.

The situation was urgent, and she spoke much faster, but she still made interlaced prayer gestures with her hands: "Although under the glory of Mother, there is only one God in this world, Mother."

"But, after all, I am the person closest to my mother in this world—I understand divinity better than almost anyone else in this world."

"No matter how powerful a creature is, it is only a super creature. Even at the level of a 'gong' or 'ye', it can only be described as a super creature incomparably close to being a god."

"If a powerful creature wishes to become a god, it must undergo a complete 'symbolic ritual', that is, descend into the world and be recognized by the world."

Hearing this, Lin Wang interrupted Sen and said, "Such a simple statement, doesn't it mean that any cult organization can easily create an evil god?"

"No, it's easy to say, but it's actually very difficult." Sen's face was still pale. She took out a bag of incense ash from her pocket and applied it on her face while answering Lin Wang's question.

"Becoming a god requires two elements - one is to appear in the world, that is, to be recognized by believers, and the other is that the god himself must be powerful enough."

"A god must at least reach the level of 'Prince'. Among all the previous bishops of the temple, only three have reached this level of strength."

"The second point is that it's even harder for believers to admit it: it requires believers to truly believe it, rather than deceiving themselves - it's difficult for people to deceive their own cognition."

Lin Wang understood what she meant: "Monsters are rarely this powerful, and believers are rarely this crazy."

Sen nodded, his face looking grim.

"But it just so happens..." He glanced at the blood giant that was crashing through the second-floor ceiling.

"It just so happens that he possesses both of these qualities."

No, I can’t call him that anymore.

The blood giant is rapidly growing into an unknown new god.

As long as there are enough Blood Cultists and the final ritual is completed, they will call it "Him".

Lin Wang calmed down and asked Sen: "Is there any solution now?"

"Yes." The Saint Girl regained her composure, but continued to speak rapidly, "The first method is to kill Him."

Lin Wang glanced at the giant who was already three stories tall, his face trembled, and he nodded: "Yeah, that makes sense. Let's talk about the second one."

Sen sighed. "The second option is to prevent Him from gaining enough believers before the symbolic ceremony is completed."

"Is it not allowing believers to approach Him?"

"No, it is to prevent believers from saying His name."

“His followers…”

"There are tens of thousands of Blood Cultists all over the country." Sen's voice dropped, his eyelids drooping, but there was an inexplicable light flickering in his eyes.

Lin Wang didn't notice her eyes, but only judged from her tone that the current situation seemed hopeless.

There is no other way... ?

No, I hate admitting defeat.

Lin Wang frowned, took a deep breath, and re-energized himself, beginning to rapidly think of a solution. He had never been in the habit of sitting still and waiting for death. In his previous life, when he was playing games, even if he was being bullied in the fountain, he would resist until the very last second.

This is his character: he can lose, but he will never admit defeat.

The brave man's wound can only be on the chest.

At this point, the "New God" was over ten meters tall, and various parts of his body had already developed many mythical features:
Mysterious and bizarre patterns can be seen all over its body, and blood-colored vines that look like blood vessels or aerial roots of plants extend from its limbs. The tiny biting mouths at the ends open and close constantly, like the mouths of piranhas, with fine and sharp teeth.

"I hate losing, so I want to fight Him again." Lin Wang's gaze lingered on the blood-red vines and the bite for a moment, and he suddenly said to Sen, "Do you have any way to deal with this annoying sound?"

The hymns in the void became louder and more sacred: in the eyes of ordinary people with weak mental resistance, a bloody and sacred picture was already visible in their vision.

In the school, on the playground, and in the urban area farther away, among the noisy and fleeing students and citizens, from time to time someone would stop, stagger and turn their heads, looking in the direction of the large complex with expressions of respect and admiration.

Even in the underground water room, the priests were already experiencing swelling and pain in their foreheads.

Even without this voice, the priests could not think of a way to defeat this "new god".

So when he heard Lin Wang's words, Sen was still surprised: "You still want to fight? That's right... You are from the North, you will never retreat."

She nodded: "If it's just the sound, it can be done."

After saying that, he looked at Lin Wang again and said, "But...we are all elites in the temple, and you only let us do this?"

Lin Wang thought for a moment and said, "Oh, yes, you can really help me a lot."

The priests were cheered up. When facing an invincible enemy, anyone would be under great pressure. At this time, if someone could give him a task, people would subconsciously obey.

Lin Wang asked the priests, "As for the elite priests... you must be very strong, right?"

The priests nodded, "We are all blessed by our Mother, and we are very capable fighters!"

Lin Wang looked happy: "That will be a great help to me!"

As he spoke, he pointed at Tian Taozi and the sheriffs who had fainted on the ground and said, "Get them out."

"...Huh?" The priests were stunned for a moment. "You only allow us to do this?"

"No." Lin Wang shook his head, "We still have to solve this noise!"

"We're asking, why aren't you letting us fight?" A densely engraved, burly priest spoke with agitation and a high voice. "We swore an oath! Even if we can't win, we'll still be alive..."

Lin Wang interrupted him: "Fighting is important, saving lives is important, but meaningless death is not important."

His usual gentle tone changed to a firm and unquestionable one: "Don't waste any more time. From now on, listen to me."

"Get the sheriffs out and take care of that noise."

After saying that, he picked up a steel pipe from the ground, and then broke off a steel pipe from a damaged machine on the side, holding them in both hands.

"Lin Wang, you..." This was the first time Sen called Lin Wang by his real name. She wanted to say that even if the Bishop came, he would probably not be his opponent, but she changed her words abruptly at the tip of her tongue, "Lin Wang, do you have a solution?"

"No." Lin Wang shook his head decisively, his tone sincere. "I don't have any other options. I just hate losing."

After he finished speaking, he strode to the giant's legs, raised two steel pipes, and leaped towards the giant's body. The two steel pipes poked into the giant's body like mountaineering picks and climbed up.

(Shadow of the Colossus, Climbing the Giant)
Mori took a deep look at the northerner's back as he climbed, as if to memorize his figure in her mind. The next second, she turned around and her tone became firm: "Priest Corps, move."

"Saint, are we really going to leave like this and leave that northerner to fight alone?"

"Of course not." Sen carried Tian Taozi on his back, his steps steady and his tone firm. "How can we let outsiders protect our mother's glory? Even if it costs us our lives, we must do it ourselves..."

Haw!

The next second, she fell heavily to the ground, throwing the sheriff girl on her back far away.

“Ah… it hurts…”

　Oh, there is also a book friend named Wuming who is scheduled to appear.

　　It’s also in the next story.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)