novellhall Chapter 96 Nightmare Invasion
Chapter 96 Nightmare Invasion
Chapter 96 Nightmare Invasion
Suiyue couldn't understand the Nanan-style abstraction of "male mother".
The same goes for the Red Rat Adventure Team.
After traveling through time, Nan'an discovers that his meticulously prepared comedic sketches and patiently crafted entertainment are considered "truly idiotic." From then on, his sense of humor is limited to Nora's local culture.
However, things changed in the third year after the time travel.
He now has two people in his team who can understand the language of the "Seris Ancient Continent".
Aslipan didn't understand, but respected Nanan's way of relieving stress.
The bookworm understands, but doesn't respect Nan'an.
"Is it fun? You're acting like an idiot."
"Stay away from me, stupidity is contagious."
She clearly does occasionally follow the trend and do it too.
Compared to her previous life, Suiyue's speed in accepting the new words that Nan'an put forward was remarkably fast.
Nan An felt that Sui Yue had been able to surf the internet intensively in less than a month after she transmigrated into his world.
New passengers have joined the floating Remembrance Chair. We've acquired the [Deceased Line], along with the church and the four sets of divine and demonic materials that haven't yet been fully processed by the Rubik's Cube.
In just one day, the harvest was already quite plentiful.
The two walked outside the cave, where white mist filled the air.
After they entered the cave, the mountain range was swallowed by fog. In the extreme environment where visibility was less than 10 meters, Nan'an held the Wind Velvet Crystal with a sense of surprise and uncertainty.
It can be confirmed that it is not the Mist of Sorrow that has attacked, and it does not possess the power to conceal its divine or demonic attributes.
Both the owl and the deer discovered that after the internal environment of the two black fog regions stabilized, the fog was a harbinger of violent spatial dislocation.
So far, five colors have been observed: white, black, green, blue, and red.
No correlation has been found between color and misalignment.
Nan'an encountered a thick, creamy white fog. After walking only a few steps, the visibility decreased further. The severe visual restriction, as if dry ice were smearing his face, forced him to stop and place the Recall Chair in front of him.
As both are gods and demons, if hostility suddenly appears in the mist, it will surely react.
Use gods and demons to fight against gods and demons.
"Why do you keep the halo effect on all the time?" Nan An suddenly turned his head.
The fog was thick, and the halo effect of the moon was fully activated. Standing there, one felt as if bathed in Buddha's light.
"If there are gods and demons, they will definitely attack me first because I'm so shiny. That way, you can throw a heavy punch without getting hurt."
Suiyue tilted her head, puzzled but also explaining as if it were perfectly reasonable, and then asked with a question.
"Isn't that right?"
Nan'an sighed, unsure whether to be moved by Niu Niu's selfless dedication or to think that she was sometimes just too adorably silly.
Suiyue clutched her horn, still explaining, "I have both of them; even if I'm severely injured, my horn can regenerate."
"Shut it down, shut it down for now."
Nan'an had no idea how to criticize Niu Niu.
That's good. Your child is thinking of you, so don't dampen their enthusiasm.
After about 30 seconds, the fog gradually dissipated, and peace returned.
The imagined spatial distortion did not occur; they remained in the mountains, and the shells that Suiyue had carelessly tossed aside while cracking nuts were still there in the distance.
The chair didn't respond, but Nan'an's ears twitched slightly.
"Rustle—"
It looks like a bipedal creature.
His footsteps were slightly unsteady and heavy, and there seemed to be a dragging sound as he stepped over the bushes and weeds.
Is your leg injured?
The heavy breathing startled a flock of birds, and the other party seemed to be frightened by the birds as well, and started running.
Suiyue exclaimed in surprise, "It's coming towards us—Spirit Erosion?"
"Being startled doesn't seem like a typical reaction for a Spirit Erosion."
He stopped speaking halfway through his sentence in Nan'an.
He dared not make a judgment, as he could encounter all sorts of strange things in the black fog.
The figure that burst out of the bushes was clearly stunned; one second they were fleeing in panic, the next second—
The straight path of the flames shot directly towards Nan'an's face.
The Recall Chair fully demonstrated its ability to escape in a way that left the Mist of Sorrow far behind.
Before Nan'an could even see its movements, it teleported to the sky behind the two of them, letting the scorching flames travel along the wet mud straight to their groin.
"We are allies!"
Nan'an stomped on the fiery serpent beneath his feet, then casually splashed a cloud of rotten mud onto the battered and bruised Yaoxiao.
The non-aggressive "playing in the mud" brought a sliver of rationality to the red eyes of the homeless owl.
His owl uniform was tattered and drafty, merely a string of cloth pieces covering his body, making him look like a vagrant.
Bloodstains can be seen on all visible exposed areas.
The most severe injury was located in the knee and thigh, where the exposed flesh caused bright red blood to seep out continuously.
Nan'an showed off the identification tag of the Elu, but this action did not make Yaoxiao lower its guard.
He suddenly roared.
"Damn Nightmare scum, did you think I'd be fooled just because you changed into the appearance of the Deer of Evil!"
Nan'an and Suiyue exchanged a glance, both seeing surprise in each other's eyes.
"You've encountered a mimicry-based nightmare?"
Yaoxiao clasped his hands together, assuming a dangerous starting stance for casting a spell.
"Wait a minute—"
Nan'an led Suiyue to step back and maintain a safe distance, then made a suggestion.
"At this distance, no matter how fast I attack, I can't kill you instantly."
"If you're afraid of being pursued from behind, and I'm stalling for time, then we can maintain a relatively constant speed and move together, but you must tell me clearly what exactly we've encountered."
Seeing that Nan'an had indeed not blocked its way or intended to attack, Yaoxiao calmly surveyed its surroundings and began to move.
"A painting—no, a studio," Yaoxiao described. "We entered a city-state built on a complex network of waterways, and the city-state was deserted."
He suddenly stopped, and seeing that Nan'an had also stopped without taking any further action, he quickly described the speed, satisfied with the safe distance.
"The team consists of 7 people. We explored a building that looks like an art studio—the paintings hanging on the walls are mainly landscapes and full-body portraits."
"Blank portraits, so many of them."
"There are plenty of blank canvases in the courtyard."
The owl stopped again, took out its water pouch, and took a big gulp.
"Someone noticed that our figures suddenly appeared on the blank canvases, one for each of us."
"At first it was just a simple outline of a person, but in no time it was drawn to look exactly like us as we were exploring."
"We realized something was wrong and set the studio on fire, but the paintings inside were completely unaffected by the flames, and the people in the paintings all came back to life."
"We will, they will all." Yaoxiao's voice trembled violently, almost choking with sobs. "They smear other people's blood on themselves, tearing their corpses apart—smearing it on themselves—tearing their corpses apart—"
Nan'an took out the Wind-velvet Grass Crystal, interrupting the Owl's repetitive murmurs as if it were dreaming.
"Now I need to confirm that you are not the Nightmare God described."
Yaoxiao fumbled in his pocket in despair and gave a bitter laugh.
"It's useless, the Windwort Crystal can't detect them!"
"I saw it with my own eyes, even at close range, my magic shattered their shells, and the Windweed Grass, soaked in their sap, remained unmoved!"
"They can fool the windwort!"
The owl began to go hysterical, waving the fireball in its hand.
"Don't follow me, I don't trust anyone!"
"I need to go back, I have to go back right now!"
"If we let these guys into the camp, Captain Grave, and everyone in the Radiant Owl crew, we're all finished!"
Seeing that Yao Xiao's mental state was very unstable, Nan'an dared not approach him and let him turn and leave.
Suiyue asked blankly, "What do we do?"
Nan'an pressed his temples and looked at the Recollection Chair: "Did that person just now have any lingering scent of gods or demons on him?"
I recall the chair carrying the landline phone, completely still.
He discovered that this damned chair was the norm for not replying to read messages.
Being obedient and doing things according to the rules is a bonus of being in a good mood.
If that's the case, why not just run away?
They are willing to be ordered around, yet unwilling to offer any help.
He's just like a rebellious child.
"Rustle~~~"
More footsteps?
Nan'an suddenly turned around, and another owl crashed out of the bushes.
With the same look of panic, their reaction upon seeing people was first one of fear, then a split second of a fighting expression, looking fierce.
"You scum of gods and demons, I'll fight you to the death!"
The earth churned, and deadly spikes burst forth, determined to skewer Nan'an and Suiyue together.
"What kind of overpowered combat strategy is this? It's all about using the lowest, most ineffective methods!"
Metallization
Nan'an angrily raised his leg and stomped down on the spike, crushing the soil that seemed about to transform into a dragon into a motionless maggot.
The violent act froze the equally wounded owl, preventing it from launching another attack.
"Explain clearly, what happened to you?"
"Again?" The owl looked astonished, then shrieked, "Wait, you're from the Deer Clan? Did you just encounter another owl?!"
"Who are you?"
"I'm the sole survivor of the art studio; I just escaped the pursuit—"
Nan'an reached out to interrupt, and stepped forward with the Windwort Crystal in hand.
"Open your mouth and put the crystal in."
The owl stared at Nan'an, opened its mouth without hesitation, and let the Wind-velvet Crystal be placed steadily on its tongue.
After waiting for about half a minute, the Windgrass Crystal showed no reaction.
Nan'an took out the crystal, and a layer of water mist appeared on his palm, washing away the sticky saliva.
"Would you mind if I took a blood test?"
"Hurry, we have to catch that monster!"
"Okay, okay."
Nan'an rubbed the wind-blown grass crystal on the still-bleeding wound, leaving it equally dull.
"One last thing."
Seeing the impatience creeping across Yaoxiao's face, he didn't hesitate. He grabbed the other's throat and, with just one hand, lifted his legs off the ground, making him kick helplessly.
Suiyue was dumbfounded, not understanding what had suddenly happened.
Nan'an's arms were bulging with veins, and his eyes were cold and menacing.
"That's really lifelike! The windwort has no effect on you at all."
The choking owl struggled to squeeze out broken words from its throat.
"Heh—you—heh, what are you going to do?"
"What are you doing?" Nan An sneered. "I am Erlu. Isn't it only natural for Erlu to kill gods and demons?"
【Element-Driven Fire】
The traditional barbecue techniques of cult members have been revived.
Flames erupted from Nan'an's hands, the firelight tracing the outline of the glowing, radiant body of the "Radiant Owl" along its neck.
The fire element directly infused seemed to be blocked by an invisible force, and could not ignite the "flesh and blood body" in front of them.
"So it really is immune to fire damage, tsk tsk." Nan An grinned maliciously. "Then let's try our old tricks!"
"Yaoxiao" landed heavily, and Nan'an stepped on its chest. The dull thud of its ribs breaking did not relieve Nan'an's pressure.
Looking at its indistinguishable appearance, Nan'an was furious.
This is unrelated to the malevolent energy bestowed and amplified by the summoning ritual.
He simply hates monsters that mimic, disguise, or disguise!
Just as its head and body were about to separate, the true form of "Yaoxiao" was revealed.
A giant scroll, as tall as a person, rolled rapidly, attempting to roll up the body and escape the brutal execution in Nan'an.
It's too late.
"Rip!!"
The resilient spool was split in two.
Nan'an was very meticulous; after the break, it was burned again with intense fire.
Perhaps because the body was incomplete, the flame ignited as soon as it touched it, and the scroll and the lifelike owl on it turned to ashes.
【Element-Driven - Wind】
By controlling the surrounding airflow and gathering the fly ash into a single point, Nan'an reached into it and ignited it again.
Suiyue swallowed hard as she examined the smoldering, white-ash-like god-demon.
"How do you know there's no velvet grass? —"
"You know it's a god or demon?" Nan'an scoffed, crushing the smoldering ashes under his foot. "Like the Radiant Owl and the Deer of Calamity, its professionalism is beyond question. Can you imagine a Deer of Calamity, after exchanging a few words with an unknown god or demon, lowering its guard and allowing itself to be examined?"
Suiyue suddenly realized.
The previous owl was unwilling to let Nan'an get close, no matter what.
If you've ever witnessed a monster that deceived Windgrass, it's normal to not believe anyone.
"Let's go, we need to go back immediately." Nan'an's expression was solemn. "Yaoxiao is so flustered, he probably really saw a Divine Nightmare leave before him."
On the way, he encountered a problem.
The production capacity of the giant Rubik's Cube is insufficient, and there are no new small Rubik's Cubes available for use.
What should we do with the chair?
If its strangeness is witnessed after it is taken out, it will most likely be collected by the Twin Crowns for research.
That won't do.
"Let Suiyue hold you, and you stay perfectly still, understand?"
Looking back at the chair, it was indeed completely still.
Now they can make good use of the "read but not reply" rule!
Guided by the algae stone, the two successfully escaped the mountains and returned to the camp.
Before visibility was restored, the scorching heat and pungent burnt smell filled the air.
"this!"
The stronghold that was being expanded in front of the Black Mist Rift has become a scorched wasteland.
Unextinguished flames and smoldering embers flickered on the ruins.
As soon as Nan'an appeared, the ranks of mages floating in the air in the distance immediately exuded a dangerous aura.
Countless spells were aimed at the two people and the chair.
"It's His Excellency Nan'an!"
"It's His Excellency Nan'an!"
Before long, a strange-looking owl appeared before them.
"What happened?" Nan'an asked impatiently.
"The mimicking demon burst out of the rift, disguised itself among the Owl's forces, and suddenly launched an attack, destroying the stronghold and disrupting the quarantine zone." The Owl, who appeared as the captain, gritted his teeth. "To protect the data that had not yet been backed up, Captain Grove was seriously injured and is currently undergoing emergency treatment."
"There was more than one kind of god or demon that broke through the rift. We only killed two of them. The rest of the gods and demons disappeared after creating chaos."
"The city of Keren is now on high alert."
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