Chapter 331: 329, Bloodline (third update asking for monthly pass)
Chapter 331: 329, Bloodline (third update asking for monthly pass)
Chapter 331: 329, Bloodline (third update asking for monthly pass)
“Why are you here?”
Du Wei gazed at the man wearing a mask on the screen, that sense of being easily overlooked, along with the unique attire and mask, immediately confirmed the man’s identity to him.
One of the thirteen members of the Vanity Sect, Crocker Mercer, who had once invited him to join their ranks.
This man’s physique and demeanor were clearly labeled in his memory.
Impossible to mistake once seen.
Tom, standing beside him, heard this and peered at the screen for a while, frowning he said, “Do you know someone in there? Don’t tell me the Veda Sect has an old flame of yours.”
Du Wei glanced at him and calmly said, “Do you think that’s likely?”
Tom sulkily retracted his head, “I was just joking.”
Du Wei helplessly pointed at the screen, to the location of Mercer, “Look here, do you notice someone?”
Tom’s eyes widened, his tone full of conflict; he seemed to have trouble coming to a conclusion.
“It seems like there’s a person, but why do I also get the feeling that there isn’t?”
Du Wei said helplessly, “I’ve had contact with this person; he’s very mysterious and quite dangerous. He is part of the Vanity Sect, a very strange organization with only thirteen members—of course, one of them is already dead.”
“When you see him, your brain will subconsciously forget him, thus you cannot make an accurate judgment.”
Hearing this, the color drained from Tom’s face, “That’s terrifying, if such a person were an assassin, nobody could survive, right?”
Du Wei shook his head, “It’s useless on some people, like me, and the Hannibal from before.”
As he spoke, he added, “You don’t need to be scared either, these people might have a very strange way of doing things, but they won’t kill without reason. Unless they need a sacrifice, even if you run into them, they won’t spare you a second glance.”
“A sacrifice?”
Tom was stunned, “How is that different from the Veda Sect?”
Du Wei spoke in a grave tone, “The difference is that the Vanity Sect is more mysterious, and much more powerful.”
That point.
Whether it was Du Wei’s direct encounters with Mercer or the scenes displayed on the screen, both perfectly illustrated this.
At that moment.
The voice of Mercer also came through the earpiece Du Wei was wearing.
He watched the screen while listening to the conversations picked up by the listening device.
...
In front of the charred, dead banyan tree on that wasteland.
Then, a scene happened that made one’s heart race.
Everyone stripped off their clothes.
...
Tom, who was staring at the screen, widened his eyes: “Fuck! Are they starting an open-air queue? This is too exciting!”
Du Wei watched the screen expressionlessly, his mind incessantly pondering.
The information known so far revealed three key points.
First, the Veda Sect had been trying to make Elm Street appear, but hadn’t succeeded in nearly twenty years, only getting Mercer’s help in the past few days.
Second, once Elm Street appeared, so would the thing called its existence, which seemed to be an Evil Spirit, or perhaps something else.
Third, there was a piano at the very depths of Elm Street.
The Church’s supplied documents indicated that the thing that could kill in dreams was a musical instrument, and according to Mercer, that thing was the piano he referred to.
But it seemed that the piano was also related to some terrifying existence within Elm Street.
Unable to discern the truth...
At that moment, on the screen, after the cultists stripped off their clothes, one after another walked towards the withered banyan tree and knelt before it.
Bishop Aika held a sharp dagger, slashing open the back of the left hand of the person kneeling.
The skin was cut, scarlet blood flowed out, and dripped onto the tree roots.
Yet the woman who knelt down showed a flush of color on her face, and her expression became excited and muddled.
She exclaimed, “Praise Veda.”
But in a short while, due to excessive blood loss, her body started to sway.
“Next.”
Bishop Aika called out again, and immediately someone stepped forward to repeat the previous scene.
The scene became extremely bloody in an instant.
Those cultists participating in the ceremony were all local residents of Poland City.
And they all had one thing in common...
That is, they were all related by blood to the residents who died on Elm Street years before, even if the connection was very faint...
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