Nightmare's Call

Chapter 575 Rescue: Part 3

“But the Nurgana I had summoned seemed to be a little different... her personality doesn’t seem like the pure and innocent type.”

But the moment Lin Sheng thought of the soul essences that was within him, he knew what was going on.

Pushing that thought away, he returned to his sleeping chambers, and Nurgana, after having her meal, was seemingly in a better mood.

The two sat on opposite sides of the big table.

“Feeling much better?”

“Uh... I know what you want to ask.” Nurgana smiled. “In my soul memory, the God of Shadows is indeed my father, but he had fallen long ago, very long ago...”

“Then how did you ended up in that ship? Forget it, that’s not important. I’ll go straight to the point, are there any ways to fight against the Blacktide in your memories?”

Lin Sheng asked through the soul link.

“Haven’t you found it already? The so called Source. To find the Source, and integrating it into your own realm could greatly increase your ability to fight the Blacktide.”

Nurgana eyes turned into two lines as she smiled, seemingly cunning yet cute.

“I don’t know much, but for a thing like the Source is usually hidden really deep. Only when a calamitious change happens to a world that it will appear. It may turn into some sort of situation to reverse the crisis, or to turn into a certain being, to actively push the situation to a direction that is favourable to the world.” Nurgana explained.

:Is there any way to quicky find it?” Lin Sheng asked.

“There is, when you deliberately destroy the order of a world, the Source would appear and turn into a repulsive force to annihilate you.” Nurgana smiled.

Nurgana’s tragic experience combined with Lin Sheng’s matured and powerful mind had ultimately created a mature version of Nurgana that was black-hearted.

Unlike Khadula who had seen many things, and deliberately maintained her own innocence, Nurgana chose to grow up and mature, while walling her true self deep within her.

Aside from herself, no one could touch it.

“Understood... perhaps I could give it a test...” The Spectral Light chatroom interface suddenly appeared in Lin Sheng’s vision.

Processed Jewel was in the midst of teaching how to use the positional teleportation.

But this positioning teleportation needed a special item that he gave.

And this item was given in advance to a few people by Processed Jewel through mysterious means.

So no one could replicate this positional teleportation.

But, looking at the content and method in the chat interface, Lin Sheng narrowed his eyes and seemed to have faintly thought of something.

....

....

“Have you dealt with all of the witnesses?”

In a small dark room.

A few man smoking cigarettes and drinking beer asked in a low voice.

“No problem. Just a few normal humans. For them to dare to peep, insolent bunch.” A one-eyed man put down his glass and filled himself another drink.

“You had caught a couple of good-quality prey, how about sharing one with me later?” A white-haired man by the spoke.

“Catch one yourself if you want to eat.”

“I’ve ran into the Nightprowlers League on the streets earlier, not a good time now.”

“What does that have to do with me then? They are not the Daywalker Council, what are you afraid of!” The one-eyed man sneered in disdain.

“I’m not as rash as you, I still wanna live for a few more days.” The white-haired man sneered coldly back.

Pei Lin, who was lying not too far away, had already woken up much earlier.

But she dared not move at all.

As she secretly listened to what the people in the house were talking about, she gradually learnt a truth that sent a chill down her spine.

That this world had a race like the Corpsedemons.

They are powerful and feast upon human flesh. They were powerful beyond imagination, but for various reasons, the Corpsedemons had an internal strife, as a part of them formed the Daywalker Council, and believed that the Corpsedemons should coexist peacefully with humans, so they usually feed on animal flesh as a substitute.

But this resulted in the Corpsedemons in Daywalker Council to be individually weak.

The other Corpsedemon organization was the Nightprowler League, and much of the civil unrest were actually caused by them.

The Corpsedemon was the Nightprowlers had continued to feast on humans and caused a serious conflict with the Daywalkers.

While the Daywalkers may be individually weak, but they win by having the support of many parties.

Pei Lin had never expected for the normal world that she lived in had hid such a terrifying man-eating face to it.

She tried her based to regulate her breathing and heartbeat, trying to avoid having anyone in the room notice her.

At the same time, she saw the positional teleportation technique that was left by Processed Jewel in the chat interface.

After knowing that Processed Jewel wanted to help to save her, Pei Lin felt relieved, and let out a sigh of relief.

Now what she needed to do was to buy time, and wait for rescue.

As she pretended to be out, Pei Lin listened onto secret information the few big guys were talking about.

And just as the few men were getting agitated, a loud bang rang out from outside.

A human figure slammed through the security door like a bullet and landed not too far away from Pei Lin.

It was a long-legged girl holding a white parasol.

She wore a milk-white short dress that exposed her navel, while black tights perfectedly outline her curves. As she held a parasol in one hand, another held a pure-white dagger in a reverse grip.

“So all of you were hiding here?” The girl grinned, revealing a row of menacing fangs that did not look at all human.

“A dog from the Daywalkers Council...” The one-eyed man tossed aside the glass in his hand and stood up.

“Try and take us then.”

He kicked the stool away with one leg, as his muscles rapidly swelled and his teeth lengthened as he launched a punch towards the girl.

Just as the two collided, a huge shock wave erupted.

Pei Lin could no longer play dead and felt her ears ringing as she got up and ran away.

All of the men were focused on attacking the long-legged girl and no one bothered with her.

After running a short distance away, a man with a crew-cut came out of the door.

The man looked at her, and then towards the yard that was exploding in loud noises behind.

“Leave, little girl. Seems like Yuyu had already started fighting. Ordinary people will get injured staying here.” The man did not seem to be a bad person.

But Pei Lin dared not take any chances. She smiled and thanked him, before she ran towards the other direction with all her might.

After rushing to one of the most crowded street, and blending into the ground did she allowed herself a sigh of relief.

Recalling the exaggerated fighting scene earlier, her heart still pounded heart.

“What... what the hell was that??”

“Seems like we are not needed there.” — Processed Jewel.

A series of new chats appeared in the chat room.

Pei Lin quickly thanked all of her friends there who had planned to come to her rescue. As she got home, she threw herself back onto her bed, and felt nothing but exhaustion.

Over in the kitchen, her mother was cooking something, and she could not hear anything over the din.

But these familiar sounds of her daily life, made Pei Lin felt like she had returned to reality.

And her anxiousness from seeing a Corpsedemon earlier had slowly went away.

“Are you alright? Hope. Everyone’s worried about you. Why not you send us a picture for everyone to see.” — Holy Light Shines Upon You.

“I.. I’m fine. I’m just slightly frightened...” — Giving Hope.

“At this time, you may need to strengthen yourself, to make up for the lack of sense of security.” — Holy Light Shines Upon You.