Nightmare Light

Chapter 39: Light Chasing Legion
In front of Lin Wang, a tall, fat and burly man broke through the morning mist of Tangsheng City and walked out slowly with heavy steps.

This man is nearly two meters tall. Although he looks fat, the flesh on his body is obviously solid fat wrapped around muscles, not the fat that comes from a wealthy life.

He has short hair and his face is densely covered with wood-grained lines. These lines converge on his forehead and gather into a rock at the center of his forehead.

The man was holding a huge shield that was similar in shape and size to a door panel, and the shield was also painted with wood grain patterns.

But when the man put the shield on the ground, there was a clear metallic "dong" sound, and the ground shook slightly. It can be seen that the weight of the shield must be astonishing.

What surprised Lin Wang was his appearance - this tall and fat man had a round face, short hair, and a hearty smile on his face.

When he smiled, the corners of his mouth would unconsciously curl up, making him look just like Fat Tiger in the cartoon. No wonder Lin Wang was so surprised.

(Fat Tiger: Hehehehehe...)
"Fat Tiger! That's a very impressive name, I like it very much!" The fat man laughed, then changed his tone, "But I'm not called that! I have a name! A name is very important, and it can't be changed casually!"

He grinned, curling the corners of his mouth in a happy smile: "Are you the 'very smart northerner' that Taozi mentioned?"

"I clearly said 'super smart'!" Tian Taozi shouted dissatisfiedly.

"Oh, very smart, very smart." The fat man laughed and stretched out his hand to Lin Wang, "Nice to meet you!"

After shaking hands with Lin Wang, he squeezed hard, feeling the amazing strength coming from Lin Wang's palm. The fat man's smile became even brighter: "Good man! Let me introduce myself, the deputy commander of the Light Chasing Corps, Qiao Zhiyuan!"

After releasing Lin Wang's hand, the fat man shook it off calmly and patted his chest: "Ancestral lay master! The strongest lay master of defense! No doubt!"

"Lin Wang, I am..."

Lin Wang was just thinking about how to come up with a long and catchy title for himself when he heard Qiao Zhiyuan speak in a high voice with a cheerful tone:

"I know you! The smartest northerner in the world! A fierce man who can challenge the evil god alone!" Qiao Zhiyuan laughed. "What a good man! Our ancestors liked people like you! I like people like you too!"

The fat man said, "Brother Lin, the Light Chasing Corps has something we would like to ask for your help..."

Lin Wang was about to ask what was going on when he suddenly heard the sound of fierce fighting coming from a wooden house not far away.

Tian Taozi's expression changed: "Those guys want to rush out!"

"Let's go and take care of these cultists first." Qiao Zhiyuan exerted force on his hands and pulled up the shield with a click. "We'll talk about our business in detail later."

His tone was understated and confident.

Everyone walked towards the door of the wooden house.

This is a two-story wooden building. Although it faces the street, it looks like a barn from the outside.

There are some strange decorative patterns on the exterior of the building - blessing patterns painted with various colors of oil paint. This custom is reflected in the exterior of every building in Tangsheng City.

But the patterns on the barn in front of him radiated in all directions and twisted like waves. Lin Wang felt vaguely that the patterns looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen them.

Lin Wang, Fat Tiger (crossed out), Qiao Zhiyuan and Tian Taozi walked into the wooden house together.

That strange stench came back.

Lin Wang noticed that traces of fierce fighting could be seen everywhere on the ground.

Broken wooden boxes, burnt wooden boxes, bloodstains, and black ash all over the ground.

Inside the cabin, the fierce fight had just ended, as if it had never happened. Several sheriffs remained on guard, guarding an entrance deep inside the cabin.

"There are two cultists inside, both of them are lay masters and very powerful. A rash attack will only lead to unnecessary losses, so we asked the brothers to hold on and not charge."

Tian Taozi whispered to Lin Wang.

Lin Wang looked towards the entrance of the passage.

It was supposed to be a normal passageway connecting the front and back of the barn, with wooden boards nailed on both sides and lanterns hanging overhead.

But at this moment, it was obscured by some kind of charred "fog", and the light of the lantern was abnormally dim, swaying in the windless passage, making the already dim light even more flickering.

Seeing the black fog on the door, Tian Taozi subconsciously reached for the grenade, but the fat man laughed "Ha!" and took a step forward with his shield raised.

He slammed his shield down on the ground, drew a pattern in the air with his right hand, and chanted in a low voice:

"Thanks to our ancestors' grace...burning incense and offering sacrifices...your descendants kowtow..."

As Qiao Zhiyuan continued to chant poetry, a large area of ​​suspended wood grain appeared out of thin air in front of him, with the smell of incense between the wood grains.

As the wood grain gradually gathered, it reorganized and gathered in front of the fat man's shield into three impressive but old-style spears, like the ones used by ancient people for hunting.

(It probably looks like this)

After a few seconds, the wooden spear was solidified and suspended in the air, emitting an astonishing aura.

Tian Taozi said in a surprised tone: "This move feels so powerful!"

Qiao Zhiyuan curled up the corners of his mouth, grinned, and roared: "Go!"

The wooden spear rushed towards the entrance of the passage shrouded in black fog with terrifying momentum, and hit the black fog with an astonishing airflow.

Feeling the power of the attack, the soldiers on the scene, including Tian Taozi, all raised their hands to cover their heads and faces, and some soldiers even hid behind boxes.

next second.

puff.

The wooden spear hit the black fog, making a slight thud, and then fell to the ground.

Everyone: “…….”

The atmosphere was extremely awkward.

"Cough." Qiao Zhiyuan coughed, "I'm a defensive master, so my attack power is a little weak, but..."

However, his attack has already produced results.

The black mist remained silent for a few seconds. Suddenly, a piercing howl erupted from within. Simultaneously, the mist began to twist wildly as if alive, and countless black and yellow liquids "flowed" from its surface.

As the mist swirled, the entire room seemed enveloped in a fading, yellowish hue, as if shrouded in a fading filter. Lin Wang was startled and tensed the moment he was struck by the yellow light. Then, realizing it couldn't actually harm him, he relaxed.

But he suddenly found that he was in a state of depression, and a thought involuntarily emerged in his heart:
I'm old, what's the point of fighting...

No! My mindset is not right!

He was instantly alert and looked up suddenly, but saw that almost all the soldiers around him, including Tian Taozi, had a gloomy look on their faces, like retired cadres.

One soldier even grabbed a lifting pole in the corner of the warehouse and did one-handed pull-ups.

What park uncle?
Lin Wang's mouth twitched, but he suddenly heard a shrill whistle coming from the direction of the passage.

Two men dressed in black and yellow cloth, with dark and looming figures and their hands emitting a dangerous yellow light, rushed out of the passage.

These two people had their faces painted with ochre-yellow wax oil and divided in the middle with white paint, making their faces into two parts, upper and lower, which looked awkward and weird.

Seeing the two rushing out, Qiao Zhiyuan, who was completely unaffected, roared and raised his shield high.

Among the crowd, only Qiao Zhiyuan seemed fine. He grinned and roared, raised his shield high, and took a step forward.

"You scum of the dawn and dusk... I'm a defensive vulgar master!"

As he roared, countless fine wood grains suddenly extended from the periphery of the shield. These wood grains quickly stretched and expanded in the air, and soon turned into a huge wooden net, covering all the sheriffs.

Dawn and dusk finally come?

Unfamiliar words...

A new cult?
Lin Wang caught this strange word.

At the same time, two cultists, holding yellow light, also crashed into the wooden net.

The sound suddenly disappeared, as if the whole world fell into a vacuum, and the scene in front of my eyes turned into a gloomy and dim color, as if it was filtered by an old filter.

Two balls of yellow light, through such a filter, hit the wooden net and burst into dazzling light.

The two balls of yellow light were much more powerful than imagined. At the moment of collision, the entire space trembled under the heavy burden, and the two cultists showed a victorious grin on their faces.

Then, a huge rebound explosion hit the two men, and the two cultists flew backwards as if they were hit by a dump truck.

The dim filter in the air disappeared instantly, and everyone felt relieved.

"Impossible!" The two cultists spit out blood and climbed up from the ground, looking at the fat man in shock. "The combined power of the two of us is incredible! Four or five ordinary practitioners can't withstand it!"

The fat tiger-like man laughed with the corners of his mouth curled up: "Ha! But I am the strongest defender!"

While he was speaking, he took another step forward. The two cultists opposite him supported each other and staggered to their feet. They looked shocked and angry, but also with a strong sense of unwillingness. They scanned the entire warehouse as if looking for an opportunity to escape.

Lin Wang suddenly took a step to the left.

Everyone at the scene was focused on the fight between the cultists and Qiao Zhiyuan, so no one noticed his behavior.

Qiao Zhiyuan said, "Do you two want to tie yourselves up, or do you want me to beat you down and then tie you up?"

"I suggest you be smart and choose the second option - I have a lot of experience tying people up."

At this moment, Lin Wang suddenly grabbed a huge wooden box and smashed it hard on the fat man's back.

This sudden change caught everyone present off guard.

In a flash, Lin Wang saw two sheriffs staring at him and starting to draw their guns.

Even Qiao Zhiyuan's eyes were filled with surprise, confusion and puzzlement when he looked at him.

click!
The wooden box hit Qiao Zhiyuan hard, hitting a black shadow that suddenly formed behind him.

The black shadow that was about to launch a sneak attack on Qiao Zhiyuan was hit hard by surprise. While wood chips were flying, one could even see a few teeth stained with blood.

The black shadows twisted rapidly in the air several times and gathered into a group of figures. Their clothing and facial patterns were very similar to those of the other two cultists, except that black ash kept falling off the outside of their clothes.

After the black shadow condensed into a human form, it wiped the blood from the corner of its mouth, its expression a mixture of shock and anger, its eyes staring at Lin Wang.

The next second, he suddenly seemed to remember something and roared, "You! You're the northerner who stopped the new god of the Divine Blood Cult... Kill you!"

He roared and turned into a ball of black and yellow mist again. In the shocked eyes of everyone, he rushed towards Lin Wang.

Boom!
Then Lin Wang punched him into the ground and he turned back into human form, with his head in the pit and his body outside, twitching.

It was only then that everyone realized what had just happened—

A cultist disguised as Ashes suddenly attacked Qiao Zhiyuan but was stopped by Lin Wang. When he turned around to attack Lin Wang, he was knocked down by a punch.

In addition to being surprised and frightened, everyone felt surprised and grateful to Lin Wang: If it weren't for this northerner, the cultist might have succeeded!

"You all know that I can fight a false god, yet you still come after me? What are you cultists thinking?"

Seeing that the cultist beneath him was still struggling, Lin Wang held him down with his hands and looked up at Qiao Zhiyuan: "What are you standing there for? Deal with those two first! I've got this one pinned down."

The fat man came to his senses at this time and suddenly realized: "Oh, right!" He turned around and ran towards the other two cultists.

Meanwhile, the other sheriffs had just come back to their senses from their drowsy state.

Lin Wang lowered his head and glanced at his cultist, who was still twitching in the miserable position of having his head smashed into the pit.

Lin Wang suddenly saw that there was a thin rope hanging around his neck, and a wooden sign was vaguely visible at the other end of the rope. He had an idea and pulled the wooden sign down.

When he took a closer look, Lin Wang's pupils shrank sharply.

This wooden plaque is exactly the same as the one he picked up in the ancestral hall.

　3500 big chapters.

　　Returning to my original intention, I will not ask for votes from today on.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)