novelraw Chapter 296: I Can Have My Big Brother Flatten Him
Chapter 296: I Can Have My Big Brother Flatten Him
Corridor.
Bai Yi and the others looked at Lynn emerging from that room and all rushed forward with delighted surprise.
"Big Brother, did you catch that female ghost?"
Then immediately, they saw the female ghost Lynn was carrying over his shoulder, covering her face o(╥﹏╥)o. Compared to her terrifying and arrogant appearance earlier, she now looked like a lamb, completely incapable of resistance.
She had no dignity left.
Now, there was no way to tell she was that terrifying entity that had been hanging upside down from the ceiling, making them scream in fear.
Lynn, wearing the Plague Doctor Mask and carrying the female ghost, said calmly:
"Speak. Who sent you? I don't think you want me to finish you off, do you?"
The female ghost o(╥﹏╥)o said: "It's Lord Kress. He's a leader of the Flesh and Blood Cult in Shanghai. I was following his orders to kidnap that young man named Bai Yi. The large number of recent disappearance cases in Shanghai were also masterminded by him behind the scenes."
Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions changed drastically.The Flesh and Blood Cult?!
So it was true. Behind this series of incidents, there really was a mastermind pulling the strings.
Hearing the name Kress, Lynn's heart stirred, because wasn't that the name from the System prompt earlier that was exceptionally excited about him?
"A man?" Lynn asked suspiciously.
The female ghost clutched her head, (ó﹏ò｡) saying: "Yes, a very powerful existence. He has mastered many mysterious and arcane techniques. Ghosts like us were all forcibly awakened and bound by him after he arrived here, so we had no choice but to follow his commands."
The Spiritual Medium frowned deeply, looking at her gravely, and said: "What kind of organization is this Flesh and Blood Cult? What is their goal?! Speak quickly!"
The female ghost, holding her head, said tremblingly: "I don't know the specifics very clearly. I only know they worship an Evil God called the Flesh and Blood Dominator. Through special rituals, they can offer human sacrifices to that existence in exchange for rewards and blessings."
"And not just in Shanghai. They have branches all over the world. It's a very large and tightly-knit organization."
All the Exorcists around frowned, feeling their scalps tingle.
"The Flesh and Blood Dominator..."
Could it be they want their worshipped Evil God to descend into this world?!
Just hearing the name tells you.
The Evil God they worship is absolutely an unimaginably evil existence.
Everyone's gaze immediately fell upon Lynn, because they knew Lynn was also an existence from hell. Perhaps he knew something about that Flesh and Blood Dominator.
Lynn's expression remained calm as he slowly said: "I know a little about them. The Flesh and Blood Dominator they speak of is a Root-level existence from our world, though I haven't had dealings with it myself."
"Root-level?" Everyone was stunned, very unfamiliar with this term.
Lynn explained: "You can understand them as the strongest group of existences in the Dark World. They represent taboo, the unsolvable, disaster. Not to mention here, even in the Dark World, they stand at the very peak of the pyramid."
Everyone was greatly shaken.
The peak of the Dark World?!
This clearly already exceeded the scope of their understanding.
Yet, listening to Lynn's unhurried tone, they got a strange feeling, as if Lynn himself didn't seem very afraid of such an existence.
The Spiritual Medium finally swallowed hard and asked nervously: "Then... what about you? Are you also a Root-level existence?"
Lynn shook his head, chuckling: "Of course not. Use your heads. If I were Root-level, do you think you could have summoned me here so easily?"
Everyone broke into a cold sweat.
That made sense.
That question was indeed pretty stupid.
"But my Big Brother and Auntie are Root-level. My little Fiancée is too. And an Angel Older Sister who's been very good to me lately is also one."
Everyone: "?!!!"
Lynn waved his hand dismissively, shaking his head: "So don't be afraid. This place is kind of like my second home. If that Flesh and Blood Dominator really dares to descend, I'll just tell my Big Brother to go flatten him. My Big Brother would be quite willing to help me with that."
Everyone stared with their mouths agape, even Bai Yi was dumbfounded.
He only knew his Big Brother was thriving in the Dark World, but he never imagined his Big Brother seemed to be even more formidable than he thought.
Forget about Big Brother's Big Brother for a moment.
He just wanted to know what was up with a Root-level Fiancée?
Has Big Brother become so powerful he can even romance existences of that level?!
Everyone stared blankly, only able to nod mechanically up and down.
They didn't fully understand, but they were indeed greatly shocked.
Lynn turned his head, looking calmly at the female ghost he was carrying, and said: "Tell the truth. Are there any other survivors here?"
The female ghost o(╥﹏╥)o said: "Yes! There are! There are some Exorcists and humans we've separated and trapped in various areas here. But since they weren't our targets, we didn't assign too many people to deal with them."
Lynn looked up. Two jets of smoke puffed out from beneath the Plague Doctor Mask.
"Let's go take a look."
...
Underground, Area 5.
In a large hall at the end of a corridor, a large number of office workers could be seen huddled pale-faced in a corner. Over a dozen Special Forces Soldiers armed with firearms stared intently at the dark corridor, their palms gripping the guns slick with cold sweat.
In the center of the hall sat a middle-aged man wearing a yellow Daoist robe.
His hair was streaked with grey, his gaze grave. On the ground before him was stuck a wooden sword covered in cracks, its surface plastered with yellow talismans.
From deep within the corridor came the howling of a chilling wind.
But this was underground;
there shouldn't be such a fierce, icy gale.
"Daoist Priest Wang Chaobei, can you still hold on?" a Special Forces Soldier asked, panting heavily.
They had already endured five full waves of attacks from those monsters and demons. If things continued like this, there would likely be more casualties.
Because during the last wave of invasion, three Daoist priests, their strength exhausted, had already been dragged into the darkness by the monsters.
"I can only try my best."
Daoist Priest Wang Chaobei's gaze was grave as he said heavily:
"How many of the inscribed bullets I gave you are left?"
The Special Forces Soldier panted: "Less than two magazines. We can only hold out for one more wave at most."
Wang Chaobei took a deep breath, raised his head, and closed his eyes: "Perhaps this is fate. They came prepared, splitting us into separate groups to defeat us piece by piece. Now our only hope is to wait for rescue. But whether we can last until then... we'll leave that to destiny."
Hum—
Almost the moment his words finished, a chilling wind swept through the entire hall.
He snapped his eyes open. The bronze bell in front of him began ringing incessantly with urgent chimes.
"They're coming!"
He jerked his head up, his hands swiftly forming one seal after another.
At the same time, from the deepest part of the corridor came a series of shrill, ghostly wails and howls. The walls of the hall splattered with countless bloody handprints.
One after another, shrieking Evil Ghosts surged madly towards them from the darkness of the corridor.
"By the decree of the Supreme Lord Laozi, act urgently!"
Wang Chaobei gritted his teeth, his two hands forming seals that suddenly clapped together. A dense shower of talismans flew out, plastering themselves all over the walls, sealing off every direction of the hall.
The wooden sword in front of him suddenly rose, grasped firmly in his hand.
Swish—
Gritting his teeth, he slashed through the air before him. A shrieking phantom suddenly appeared, its entire body sizzling with a melting sound before exploding into dust.
"Open fire!!"
The Special Forces Soldier roared, instantly pulling the trigger.
A dense hail of bullets poured madly into the darkness of the corridor. One after another, translucent phantoms could be seen exploding under the impact of the inscribed bullets.
The Daoist priest gritted his teeth. Driven by his power, streams of talismans flew towards the Evil Spirits emerging from the darkness.
But this wave of attacks was clearly more intense than the previous ones.
As time passed.
The talismans on his person grew fewer and fewer. The talismans stuck to the walls rustled and surged, continuously oozing crimson blood.
"Priest! We're out of bullets!"
The Special Forces Soldier trembled.
And at that very moment, the entire hall suddenly went dark. A hand stretched down from the ceiling, descending from above, and directly grabbed the Special Forces Soldier by the neck, yanking him violently upward.
A piercing scream echoed around them.
Wang Chaobei immediately drew his wooden sword, ready to raise it and sever that ghostly hand.
But he suddenly shuddered all over, looking down sharply. He saw ghostly hands emerging from the ground, grabbing his ankles.
Crack—
A snapping sound.