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, imdiately confird the man’s identity to him.
One of the thirteen mbers of the Vanity Sect, Crocker rcer, who had once invited him to join their ranks.
This man’s physique and deanor were clearly labeled in his mory.
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 soone in there? Don’t tell the Veda Sect has an old fla 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 rcer, “Look here, do you notice soone?”
Tom’s eyes widened, his tone full of conflict; he seed 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 mbers—of course, one of them is already dead.”
“When you see him, your brain will subconsciously forget him, thus you cannot make an accurate judgnt.”
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 so people, like , 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 rcer or the scenes displayed on the screen, both perfectly illustrated this.
At that mont.
The voice of rcer also ca 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.
The mber of the Vanity Sect clothed in black and wearing a mask, Crocker rcer, spoke softly to the folk of the Veda Sect, “I have been here for three days, as per our transaction. This is the last night, if the ritual fails again, I will leave.”
Since being rejected by Du Wei last ti, rcer had left Scolyn City and gone to Poland.
Although the Vanity Sect was very small in numbers, they continued to manipulate events from behind the scenes.
They had their own goals.
rcer’s goal was to retrieve the Vanity Sect’s mask, which of course had been taken by the Demon Spirit.
Therefore, he required so external assistance.
Such as the Veda Sect…
Of course, rcer did not think the Veda Sect had the ability to handle the Demon Spirit; he was simply involved in a transaction with them, exchanging it for a map.
The map hid sothing that had a fifty percent chance of killing the Demon Spirit, but the cost was the life of the user.
There were also many restrictions, such as it could only be used by hunters.
The stronger the hunter, the greater the chance of success.
One more thing…
The stronger the hunter who died, the more powerful the Evil Spirit that he would beco.
The core of the Vanity Church’s mask is the Demon Spirit inside, and when the Demon Spirit is killed, a substitute is needed.
The more people the substitute kills, the faster it becos a Demon Spirit.
Du Wei’s mask was a replica, and although it had the sa specialty, it couldn’t turn the Evil Spirit into a Demon Spirit like the Primitive Mask of the Vanity Sect.
But the shadow… seed to be able to do the sa.
Looking at the Veda Sect’s people, rcer said in a solemn tone, “4 o’clock in the morning is the day Elm Street was burned down. Holding the ceremony during this ti fra, along with another musical instrunt I have with , if you’re lucky enough, it will appear together with Elm Street.”
“And that piano, it will appear in the deepest part of Elm Street.”
“You only have one chance, if you fail, your nearly twenty years of effort will be in vain.”
The cultists kneeling on the ground seed as if they hadn’t heard.
Only three elderly won looked at each other, one of them raised her head, revealing a face full of wrinkles, in stark contrast to her age.
She said, “Mr. rcer, we have made ample preparations, with your help, we will surely succeed this ti.”
Speaking unpredictably, rcer said, “Since you think so, let’s begin, Bishop Aika.”
The woman called Bishop Aika nodded her head, stood up, and said to the others, “The ceremony begins.”
Apart from the other two bishops, the others acted as if they had not heard the conversation between Bishop Aika and rcer at all.
It wasn’t until she gave the order that the others reacted.
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 rcer’s help in the past few days.
Second, once Elm Street appeared, so would the thing called its existence, which seed to be an Evil Spirit, or perhaps sothing else.
Third, there was a piano at the very depths of Elm Street.
The Church’s supplied docunts indicated that the thing that could kill in dreams was a musical instrunt, and according to rcer, that thing was the piano he referred to.
But it seed that the piano was also related to so terrifying existence within Elm Street.
Unable to discern the truth…
At that mont, 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 beca excited and muddled.
She exclaid, “Praise Veda.”
But in a short while, due to excessive blood loss, her body started to sway.
“Next.”
Bishop Aika called out again, and imdiately soone stepped forward to repeat the previous scene.
The scene beca extrely 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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