Nightmare Light

Chapter 57 The Unlucky Mercenary Group

It was four or five hours later that Lin Wang and the light chasers finally reached the temporary resting place in the fog.

The yellow mud sentry post was half collapsed, with its outer wall tilted and collapsed, beams and pillars exposed, and rotten crossbow triggers at the firing holes.

Amid the sound of footsteps, Lin Wang and the soldiers lit torches, broke through the fog, and moved supplies into the outpost.

Although it has collapsed, decayed and is in ruins, the remaining walls can still provide people with a place to rest, and more importantly, a sense of security.

During the whole process, the Mist Tribe member kept praying in a low voice. Lin Wang listened for a while and found that it was just some meaningless prayers, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

After all the supplies were moved, Lin Wang sat on the ground and asked the soldier next to him - the funeral master named Lao Zhou, a question that had puzzled him for a long time.

"Are you Light Chasers the only ones in the entire Federation exploring the fog?"

"of course not."

Perhaps because they were both from the Burial Sect, the veteran was very friendly to Lin Wang and said with a smile, "If only we Light Chasers were fighting the fog, why would the Federation have so many soldiers?"

"The Iron River Army, the Steel Bone Army, including your Northern Legion... all the soldiers of the entire Federation are fighting against the fog."

"However, most of the legions are defensive in nature, to prevent the sudden appearance of fog spirits and threaten the human world."

"We, the Light Chasers, are the only ones who are offensive in nature..."

A voice suddenly popped up in the channel, interrupting Lao Zhou loudly: "We are not really an offensive operation! Stop bragging about yourselves, we are just investigating! Just a group of scouts!"

"Tsk..." Old Zhou spat, then smiled helplessly and said to Lin Wang, "He's right. We really can't be considered an attack - the fog is endless, and no one can defeat it."

"No, we're attacking." Old Joe's voice sounded, his tone deep and serious, and he took over the topic. "What the Light Chaser wants to do is explore the truth behind the fog."

"Legend has it that before the Three Emperors period, this world was fog-free."

"The world back then was much more vast than it is now. But now, the fog has compressed the living space of humans to this small."

"If the Light Chaser can one day find out the truth about the fog, we will have a way to solve the fog problem and allow humanity to regain its vast land..."

Old Joe's serious and earnest voice echoed through the channel. Suddenly, he changed the subject: "Hey! You guys! The placement of supplies is not ethical! Get up and rearrange them!"

Lin Wang and Lao Zhou were both stunned. Lao Zhou shook his head and smiled, then said to Lin Wang, "Actually, it's not just us Light Chasers who are attacking the fog—there are many civilian organizations doing the same thing."

"There are also civil organizations? So bold?"

"Yes, although the fog is strange and dangerous, behind the danger lies endless opportunities and wealth."

Old Zhou casually grabbed a handful of dirt and scattered it in front of Lin Wang. "To you and me, this is just a handful of ordinary dirt, but in the eyes of the ancestral or Gu system secular masters, it is a rare secular material that can be used to make pottery jars or clay dolls."

"So many lay masters have spontaneously organized themselves into expedition groups, mercenary groups, and other organizations, going deep into the fog either by accepting missions or on their own initiative."

"Most of them gained amazing wealth and considerable growth in strength during the adventure," Lao Zhou said slowly.

A young soldier's voice suddenly rang out: "Except the Wild Wolf Regiment."

In an instant, almost all the soldiers in the entire channel laughed at the same time.

"The Wild Wolf Group?" Lin Wang asked curiously, "What happened to them?"

"Those poor idiots." Old Joe also laughed in the channel. "Those guys are the most unlucky, the worst luck, and the dumbest idiots in the entire Tangsheng City."

"Tell me about it?" Lin Wang's curiosity piqued. "How did they become so unlucky?"

The soldiers chatted excitedly in the channel.

"These guys, almost every time they go into the fog, they run into some bad luck."

"Don't say that. They'll have bad luck even if they don't enter the fog."

"Their captains have been attacked by citizens who have suddenly gone crazy while walking on the road."

"Other groups have grown stronger since entering the fog, but the Wild Wolf Group has shrunk to half its size after a few years in the fog."

"Quiet!" Old Joe's voice suddenly rang out, "The chat time is over! Take this time to rest and recover your strength!"

The Light Chasers were a military unit after all, and the soldiers immediately carried out their superiors' orders. After a series of "received" sounds in the channel, silence immediately returned. Just over ten seconds later, Lin Wang heard the sound of soft snoring in the channel.

Old Zhou also waved to Lin Wang, turned around and lay down on the ground, closing his eyes: "Get some sleep, we still have a long way to go."

Lin Wang also found a quiet corner, lay down and closed his eyes.

Normally, if he took this opportunity to enter the dream world or his own giant tree space, he could get some rest.

But considering that he was exploring in the fog and wanted to get as much rest as possible, Lin Wang thought about it and decided to have a good sleep.

Then, he felt some movement coming from the dream world.

It felt like someone had tied him up...

No, that's not right, it's worse than that!

Something like a snake was crawling along his body, tightening around him tighter and tighter?!

Shit! I have to go check it out! Thinking of this, Lin Wang quickly mobilized his mental power, tuned the frequency, and connected in one go.

The next second, the small house in his dream world where he last logged off appeared in his sight.

Everything is no different from the last time I logged off.

The only difference is...

"Why am I hanging from the beam?"

Lin Wang shouted at the paper bride who was standing on the ground and looking at him with her head tilted.

The paper bride stood on the ground, tilting her head to look at him. Two snow-white paper ribbons extended from her hands, grew longer, and wrapped around Lin Wang, hanging him up and hanging him from the beam.

At first glance, I thought I was a rice dumpling from the banks of the Nile.

What surprised and puzzled Lin Wang even more was that one of the two paper strips was fastening him to the beam and tying him up tightly.

The other one was stretching towards his face. If Lin Wang woke up just ten seconds later, this piece of paper tape would wrap up his entire head and face.

What is she going to do?

Lin Wang didn't think that the Paper Bride wanted to kill him. If she wanted to attack him, there was no need to choose such a complicated... or even abstract way.

She must have another reason.

Seeing Lin Wang wake up, the paper bride tilted her head and thought for a few seconds, then began to gesture wildly at him - this gesture instantly tightened the paper tape, almost strangling Lin Wang to death.

After gesturing a few times, she suddenly remembered that she had the ability to "bullet screen", and the ahoge on the top of her head popped up and quickly turned into a line of words.

"Husband! There are monsters fighting outside! They're coming this way! I'm afraid they'll find you, so I want to hide you on the rafters!"

"Then why are you wrapping my face?"

"To prevent you from making any noise."

"… Makes sense." Lin Wang's face trembled. He listened carefully outside and indeed heard faint shouting, fighting and explosions. He said, "Then put me down."

The paper bride nodded, raised her hands, and pulled the paper strips back with force. There were two "bang" sounds, and the two strips of paper broke.

"Husband, it's broken."

"What a trap!" Lin Wang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Step back a little... a few more steps... OK, I'm not asking you to leave."

After the paper bride retreated to a safe enough position, Lin Wang rubbed his fingers together, and white flames ignited all over his body. The paper ribbons instantly burned, and with a crackling sound, Lin Wang fell to the ground.

The moment he landed, he quickly turned around and raised his hand. A layer of white frost spread on the beams, and the fire of the burning paper tape was extinguished instantly.

"This place is full of wooden houses. If there's a fire..."

He muttered something, then left the house with his paper bride and walked towards the direction of the sound.

After leaving the dilapidated house and walking a short distance, I heard a series of crackling sounds and the sound of flames exploding.

Lin Wang made a gesture to the paper bride, lowered his body, squatted behind a low wall, and looked into the distance.

He saw that more than a dozen human lay teachers were running towards them in panic.

Running at the end of the team and responsible for guarding the rear was a tall, strong and burly man in green pants and a yellow shirt. Unlike Old Joe's fat and round figure, this man had bulging muscles and was as strong as a bodybuilder.

At this time, this "bodybuilder" was walking on stilts and wearing a lion head. He held incense in one hand and lit a stove fire in the other hand, and kept throwing it behind him.

In addition, other lay masters also used their own skills to attack the pursuing enemies behind them, trying to stop their advance.

Behind this group of people, about twenty or thirty meters away, Lin Wang saw the pursuers.

A ball of black mud shaped like a human, about six or seven meters tall, with a compassionate look emerging from the black mud at the head. He was wearing a tattered, shoulder-baring Guanyin cape. His hands were folded in the fearlessness seal, and a black light was dragging behind him. He was staggering forward, with his body tilted and his steps staggering.

What the hell is this? A clay Buddha?
Lin Wang widened his eyes.

Even though he had been in this weird world for so long, the weirdness of this thing was still far beyond his imagination.

Should we help these humans?

Lin Wang narrowed his eyes and thought to himself.

Normally, when encountering someone who needs help, people with normal values ​​should choose to help.

But this was an incredibly strange nightmare world. Anyone who entered was incredibly strange. Who knew where these people came from? What if, like last time, they were just a group of cultists?
After thinking for a moment, Lin Wang decided to wait and judge whether this group of people were good or evil.

The next second, he suddenly saw the strong man on stilts suddenly turn his head and look in his direction, his tone of surprise and joy.

"Which friend is there? Please help us! The Wild Wolf Group will reward you handsomely!"

...Wild Wolf Group?

(End of this chapter)