Nightmare Light

Chapter 51: Thank You for Your Generosity
The atmosphere in the cell was solemn.

On the cheeks of the Mist Clan members, the mist squirmed and twisted like living grains of sand. Where the mist was thin, one could see the flesh, whiskers and white bones on their cheeks.

His eyes were red as he stared at Lin Wang.

After a long while, the Mist Clan member spoke: "How did you know?"

"I've been observing you since I entered the cage." Lin Wang smiled, seemingly unfazed by the formation. "You have logic. A logical person wouldn't do anything without a purpose."

"Nonsense! I wasn't even talking to you, how can you tell if I have any logic?"

“You don’t need a conversation to tell whether a person is logical or not.”

Lin Wang still had a relaxed look on his face. He glanced at the Mist Tribe member with a half-smile, his gaze lingering on his hand for a moment before he added, "You looked at me twice when I came in."

"The first time you looked at me, you raised your gaze from my legs to the top of my head, then lowered it to my shoulders and hands, and then lowered it again - this is how people observe potential enemies."

The Mist Tribe member subconsciously retorted, "Your analysis is meaningless! The same is true of a beast observing its prey..."

"So there was a second time." Lin Wang smiled again - this kind of observation and analysis of people made him very happy. "When I sat on the bed, you looked at me again."

"This doesn't mean anything..."

"Your eyes lingered on me for a moment, and then when I went to get the book, your eyes first went to the book, then quickly moved away - this was a sign that you were deliberately avoiding my gaze."

"You can even notice this?" The Mist Clan member was stunned.

"You can even notice this?" Old Joe was also shocked.

"I told you Lin Wang is good enough!" Tian Taozi chewed on some peanuts and extended her hand to Lao Qiao, "Here, for you."

"Oh, thank you...giving me peanut shells is nothing!"

Lin Wang picked up the book and flipped through it seemingly casually: "Of course, if it were just that, I would only have doubts at most - what really makes me make a clear judgment is this."

He opened the book and revealed a page - the page filled with random ramblings and the word "home".

"This is clearly just the ravings of a madman..."

"Even if it's the work of a true madman, we can still analyze his thoughts from it, not to mention that you're just pretending."

Lin Wang pointed at the words and said, "The word written most often here is 'home'. The word that's not mentioned at all is 'god', so I guess this is the information you deliberately want to hide."

"Humph, this is just your wishful thinking!"

"I guess the more deliberately hidden the news is, the more it means the person cares about it." Lin Wang said with a smile, "So, I have two words for you."

"Enough! I don't want to listen anymore!" The man from the Mist Tribe suddenly shouted, raised his hand and slammed it hard on the ground. At the same time, he grinned, his eyes became redder and he laughed hideously.

"Northerner, thank you for your cleverness... This magic circle was originally prepared for that fat guy!"

Two strange notes came out of the Mist Tribe's mouth: "An-k!"

The surrounding scene and atmosphere suddenly changed.

The cell turned into a faded and dim color, surrounded by black and yellow horizontal air currents. It was impossible to see outside the air currents. The Mist Clan member stood up and stretched his body.

He made a hand seal gesture with one hand towards Lin Wang, and with the other hand, gray-yellow mist flowed and condensed into a gray-yellow pottery jar.

Above the pottery jar, a burning flame is suspended.

"Northerners, are you ready to be annihilated in time?"

"This... you actually captured a certain period of time?" Lin Wang's tone was surprised, but his expression remained unchanged, even full of curiosity. "You can actually control the concept of 'time'? Very impressive!"

"I previously thought you were from the 'ancestral' lineage, a lay teacher from the same lineage as Old Qiao." Lin Wang looked at the gray-yellow air currents around him. "It seems the Mist Clan has created a completely new system of their own?"

"Remember. We are returnees, coming from the great power of our hometown," said the Mist Tribe people. "You guys who live in lies and illusions will never understand." More and more sand flowed out of the clay pot. As the eternal lamp flickered, the painful cries, prayers and confessions of countless people before their death were heard from the sand.

"Northerner, I have the patience to answer your questions before you are completely consumed by time," the Mist Tribe member said with a grin. "After all, this is an eternal moment... You should thank me."

"So, before you kill me, I have to thank you for your generosity?"

"No, it's mercy." The Mist Tribe member tilted the pottery jar further, pouring out sand at a faster speed. "I'm merciful... and let you live for a few more seconds."

The dim yellow sand began to surround Lin Wang. Because there were so many grains of sand, the cries surrounding him were even accompanied by the echoes of some people's last moments of death.

"Oh..." Lin Wang nodded, speaking slowly and leisurely, without a trace of anxiety or fear on his face, "Then I have one last question."

"If you speak fast, you can ask a lot of questions before you die."

"Why are you able to use mundane magic in this space? This prison is clearly surrounded by suppressors."

"Because this time and space has been separated from that timeline! The inhibitors of those idiots can only be effective at that time! I am no longer in that time, how can they suppress me!" The Mist Clan laughed.

"Oh...that is to say, if I do something to you here...they can't see it, right?" Lin Wang slowly stood up with a smile.

"Right... what?"

"Then I won't be polite."

With crackling sounds, white flames burned fiercely.

Amid the extreme fear and despair of the Mist People, the White Fire Giant easily broke free from the control of the sand and stretched out his hand towards the Mist People.

The giant grabbed the Mist Tribe man's head with one hand and pulled him towards him. His eyes met the Mist Tribe man's.

Several pale flames flowed out from the giant's hands, carrying extremely low temperatures, flowing towards the Mist Clan member and entering through his eyes, mouth and nose.

If other people saw that scene, it would be enough to make at least three seasons of horror movies.

"You... who are you?" The Mist Clan member continued to scream in fear as the white fire flowed in. "Don't do this, don't do this to me! What do you want to know? I'll tell you everything!"

"I really want to know." The White Fire Giant nodded, his voice like thunder. "But rather than you telling me, I'd rather get it myself."

Endless white fire flowed into the bodies of the Mist Clan members.

Wherever Bai Huo went, he immediately adjusted the frequency of the power of the Mist Clan members. The two forces fought and bit each other fiercely in the bodies of the Mist Clan members, and in the biting, they coordinated with each other, synchronized the frequency, and merged into one.

Returning Hometown People...

The White Fire Giant found this channel and mastered this power.

The flames continued to penetrate deeper, flowing into the Mist Clan member's mind, penetrating into his consciousness, and even lurking deep within his soul.

The extremely evil and cold power made the Mist Clan member shudder, and two sparks flashed in his eyes.

The Mist Clan member shuddered suddenly.

He looked at Lin Wang, and the expression in his eyes gradually changed from fear to respect and obedience.

He lowered his head towards Lin Wang: "Master!"

The white fire giant grinned, revealing a blazing, terrifying mouth.

A hoarse, majestic voice like thunder rang out in this small cell.

"Now, I can thank you for your generosity."

(End of this chapter)