Nightmare Apostle

Chapter 1737: Chapter 999: Strike Out, Rookie Host!

Knowing that Yang Xiao and Tong Han might not have heard of Jiangmu Shendao Society, Jiu Shan Sha Yue began to explain, "Jiangmu Shendao Society is a renowned Shinto Grand Shrine. The responsible Palace Master there is a top-level Shen Zhu in the country, a hereditary noble with high social status, proficient in orthodox Shinto rituals and classics. Blessings, wealth attraction, disaster relief, avoiding evil, these are all part of their business scope."

Yang Xiao indeed hadn’t heard of Jiangmu Shendao Society, but he was somewhat familiar with Japanese religious culture. The so-called Palace Master is the highest person in charge of the shrine, equivalent to the president plus High Priest, with high status and great power. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

Below the Palace Master is the Vice Palace Master, also commonly known as the Deputy Palace Master. This position is only set up in large shrines, being second in rank within the clergy, and is authorized to exercise power during the Palace Master’s vacancy.

"Oh, you’re pretty knowledgeable, young man. Do you know what this Demon-breaking Talisman represents?" The old man with one blind eye picked up the talisman paper and showed it to Jiu Shan Sha Yue.

Feigning a thoughtful look for a while, Jiu Shan Sha Yue shook his head, "I don’t know, but it feels different from what one usually sees, much more complicated."

"Of course, you’ve never seen it before. This Demon-breaking Talisman is of extremely high level, personally written by the number two of Jiangmu Shendao Society, Lord Vice Palace Master. The Imperial Seal on it is the shrine’s exclusive major seal. The cinnabar and Divine Paper used are also blessed with Divine Power, embodying the ’Will of God.’" The blind old man seemed very aware of its intricacies.

"To need such a high-level Demon-breaking Talisman for suppression, it seems there’s an incredible Evil Spirit hidden here." The middle-aged man in a worn-out suit cautiously scanned the surroundings, appearing very calm.

"You...what are you talking about? Are you really planning to stay here overnight?" A girl with earrings and a haggard face screamed in disbelief, "Are you crazy? We were kidnapped! Shouldn’t we take advantage of their absence and hurry to escape?"

"I advise you not to do that, or you’ll harm not only yourself but drag everyone down." Tong Han warned, lowering his voice.

Despite warnings, the girl insisted on heading toward the door, and seeing her lead, Sato Shouta, who had previously been beaten, immediately jogged after.

But someone was faster; a figure blocked their path, and before they could react, punched the haggard girl’s abdomen, causing her to collapse in pain, unable to even scream, clutching her stomach, curled like a shrimp.

Sato Shouta suffered even worse. The man threw him over his shoulder to the ground, then pinned him down with a knee, reached for a spoon from his pocket, and aimed it at Sato Shouta’s right eye, seemingly intending to gouge it out.

This was a short but exceptionally agile and well-built man, about 30 years old, with a fierce gaze, a strong and muscular neck, his ears strange, curling inward like dumplings.

Yang Xiao had encountered such guys before. This ear shape, technically known as auricular pseudocyst, also called "cauliflower ear" or "wrestler’s ear," is a professional mark left by years of wrestling, jiu-jitsu, or free fighting and grappling projects. Generally, these guys are not to be messed with.

"Given that you’re going to die anyway, losing an eye shouldn’t matter. Deep breath...it might hurt a bit." The man murmured with a hint of excitement in his eyes, but his hands remained unwavering.

Only when the spoon penetrated the eye socket did Sato Shouta erupt in a heartrending scream, and Yang Xiao intervened, "Enough!" freewebnovel.cσ๓

Unexpectedly, as the man got up, he landed a punch at Yang Xiao’s face. Unprepared, Yang Xiao couldn’t dodge in time, his shoulder took a hit, but he simultaneously launched a counterattack, a low kick aimed at the man’s lower body.

The two exchanged blows hastily, each landing a leg strike before backing away because Yang Xiao had taken the initial hit, suffering minor losses with a cut eyebrow bleeding profusely, but he also scratched the man’s neck and landed a lower-body kick.

As Yang Xiao tangled with the wrestling man, Tong Han had silently grabbed a ballpoint pen from the service desk, ready to ambush the man should Yang Xiao falter and decisively ruin both his eyes.

In the Nightmare World, crippling someone isn’t a big problem; given the chance, they would be the first to eliminate this oblivious guy.

"Enough! If you haven’t had enough fighting, then wait until you leave this wretched place and find a spot to duel to the death. Whoever gets killed deserves it, and I can be your witness." The old man with a blind eye spoke up.

"I’ll kill you once we’re out," the wrestler threatened Yang Xiao menacingly.

"Alright, alright, I’ll be waiting." Yang Xiao replied with a smile instead of anger. He openly intended for the wrestler not to leave alive, aiming to kill everyone except the four of them.

They...all need to die.

Yet death or not, it should be of value, and Yang Xiao prided himself on being a good person. He disliked torturing others and didn’t enjoy seeing others suffer. Such meaningless harm only underscored the ineptitude and twisted personality of the abuser, with no significance whatsoever.

"Are you okay?" Bowing his head, Yang Xiao looked at Sato Shouta, who had been knocked to the ground. As a young master from a wealthy family, he had never suffered such grievance before; within a day, he’d been beaten several times, and this disparity and situation nearly drove him to despair.

"Thank you, thank you..." Sato Shouta grasped Yang Xiao’s offered hand, struggling to rise from the ground, "I...will repay you!"