Nightmare's Call

Chapter 205: Cruelty: Part 2

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Khadula smiled sweetly.

“Am I so popular now? You sure have a way with words. I don’t feel like eating you anymore, well, just a bit...”

*Creak...*

Following the creaking of metal being twisted, a sea of pale arms shot out like chains as they grabbed at a person as they slowly drooped down from the hole.

The person caught by the terms were struggling frenziedly as fear and despair appeared over the person’s face.

That person was Zeon Sr. who had rushed out earlier.

He could not have imagined that he would run into a five-winged Oppressor in this deserted place.

He had chosen the most remote area possible to avoid trouble.

He had done his best to stay low profile.

He had...

He had lost the ability to think now as his mind went blank while his entire body was slowly being crushed by the arm’s massive strength.

“Master Khadula! If I’ve known you were here, I wouldn’t have dared to do this! I wouldn’t have dared to harm Adolf!” Zeon Sr. yelled.

He, who was the master of someone’s fate just a moment earlier was now at the receiving end of things as he frenziedly tried to beg for mercy. What an ironic twist of fate.

Even Adolf and Sheena did not know how to react.

“Too late...” Khadula smiled. “I’ve not had a proper meal in a while now...”

“Master Khadula,” A black smoke suddenly formed into a heavy foot soldier in silver mail. It was clearly Lin Sheng’s summoned vault guards.

Aside from the ones left behind in Xilin for protection duty, Lin Sheng had about ten of the vault guards there.

“Our lord wants you to bring Zeon Sr. with you. The Holy Sanctum now requires people, and if he is willing to pledge himself to the light, then we can give him a chance,” the vault guard said.

Khadula pouted, seemingly a little mad.

“I haven’t been eating, sleeping or healing well. Can’t the lord understand me a little?”

“I am just relaying our lord’s message. My apologies,” the vault guard said.

Without Lin Sheng assuming direct control, these spirits would act according to their memories and instincts. In fact, they were not that dissimilar to any independent lifeforms. The only difference is that the core of their souls belongs to Lin Sheng.

“This is no fun!” Khadula was extremely displeased as he commanded his arms to started draining Zeon Sr.’s essence.

*Hiss...*

Zeon Sr.’s powerful body was shrinking and withering at a rate the eyes can see and a few seconds later he had shrunk to an old husk of an old man about five foot five.

He was screaming and struggling in fear but the powerful arms around him held him in place and did not give him any room to escape.

At that moment, Adolf, who was thankful for Khadula’s aid much earlier, turned pale in fear.

He now understood why Zeon Sr. had tried to run the moment he saw Khadula.

That person was the devil incarnate!

“If I can’t him, how about the two there?” Khadula was anticipant again, as his eyes grew bright as he looked at Adolf and Sheena.

His malicious glare sent shivers down their spine.

“Unfortunately,” A second black smoke quickly formed into a second vault guard. “Master Khadula, the lord wants to you bring them to him as well.”

The faint smile on Khadula’s tiny face then disappeared again.

“Let’s go!”

He was really just a coolie after all. Not being allowed to eat anything.

As he turned away, Khadula dissipated into black smoke, and the arms clutching Zeon Sr.’s mouth and nose pulled him away as well. While the two vault guards walked towards Adolf and his sister and took them away to where Lin Sheng was.

...

Within the verdant forest.

Rays of light shone down from the canopy and landed near Lin Sheng’s leg, and on his hair and body. Pollen and fungi floated about in the clean air as an occasional dandelion flew past.

On a tiny yellow flower, a few bugs fluttered their translucent wings as they landed on the small white petals as they made their way into the pistil to taste the pollen.

Everything was peaceful and quiet.

Adolf, on the other hand, had been there for at least half an hour now.

When he had first arrived he saw Lin Sheng with his back facing him. At that time, Lin Sheng was in his half-draconic state as he exuded faint draconic aura all over. He was clad in a warrior’s guild red armor without the ax.

The same armor on him gave out a totally different aura compared to those wearing the same blood cuirass as he had the faint aura of the Iron Lord then.

Adolf was brought to him alone, while his elder sister had accompanied their father while he was given emergency treatment. Thankfully for the timely aid that he would be fine once the critical stage has passed.

Among his summoned beings, none of them knew anything else aside from fighting. As such, Lin Sheng began to think that he needed to find some special monsters in the dream realm and absorb them into his forces.

Yet, he had to deal with Adolf now.

Adolf was in a sorry state as his expensive white shirt had already been stained all over by tears, dust, and blood. But his eyes were reverent, showing focus and respect.

“Can you see it? This is the meaning of strength.” Lin Sheng said with a hoarse voice.

“You and your family are simply collateral damage in the internal feud between the Zeon patriarch and his son, yet, you lot cannot even survive the aftershock of their feud.”

Adolf looked down as he gripped his fist tight, his eyes beamed in anger.

“Please, my lord, bestow me divine strength!”

He said as he fell on one knee.

“You should call me Master.” Lin Sheng was rather pleased with this disciple.

Lin Sheng had simply meant to look for some unfortunate sod to relieve him of some of his wealth and resources, but now he instead planned to take the latter as his disciple.

“Yes... master!” Adolf quickly answered.

“The holy light would only accept those who have come prepared, are you ready to commence training?” Lin Sheng asked flatly.

“I’m mentally prepared, but my body is weak...” Adolf said, rather helplessly.

“No need to rush...” Lin Sheng answered.

Any power, any strength would need to go through a process of growth, and the holy light is no exception.

Even Lin Sheng himself, if not for his ability to absorb so many souls, he would at most be a commoner who had recently just transcended.

“Why... Master... why did all of this happen?” Adolf asked, his tone helpless and pained.

“I will now teach you the meditation methods of the Ashen Seal.” Lin Sheng planned on carrying out one-on-one training and teaching the Sanctuary Ashen Seal to Adolf properly.

He knew Adolf’s pain. He was not pained by the weakness of his flesh, rather he was pained by the sudden change of the world as the world order he once knew collapsed all around him.

“Why did so little people know of the truth that Zeon Sr. was on a rampage?” Adolf was both conflicted and confused.

However, not long after, he had no more questions.

“The Xylond government officers are here,” Lin Sheng said. “They are erasing the memories of every eyewitness. Every single one of them.”

“Erasing memories...”

“Yes. This is the reality of things. If you are still inside your manor, the only end you’ll get is an accidental death due to a collapsed building.” Lin Sheng said.

“For the stability of the greater masses, they will not allow the cruel truth of the world to be spread out.”