Apocalypse: My Tattoos are Ten Yama Kings-Chapter 53: Night Traveler Captured, Casting a Long Line to Catch a Big Fish
Master Qi, Xie Bi’an.
Also known as White Impermanence.
Our Master Qi is most skilled in capturing souls and seizing spirits, apprehending fierce ghosts.
In simpler terms, White Impermanence’s entire being is a mastery of dealing with souls.
Lin Yuan very much wanted to tell the fleeing Night Traveler this.
I know, your Night Wanderer Tattoo’s ability to blend with the night is quite formidable.
However, if I summon White Impermanence to capture your soul, how would you respond?
The Night Wanderer Tattoo’s ability to blend with the night is indeed powerful, even Lin Yuan finds it hard to grasp.
But Lin Yuan is well aware of one thing.
And that is, the Night Traveler still exists.
The Night Wanderer Tattoo’s ability only allows him to merge with the night, not completely vanish into nothingness.
Unless his soul is utterly scattered, he certainly exists in the world.
Since he exists, he cannot escape White Impermanence’s soul-capturing tactics.
"Master Qi, force him out!"
As soon as Lin Yuan finished speaking, he heard the metal bells jingle, "ding ding, ding dingling".
White Impermanence’s spirit kept shaking the Mourning Stick in his hand, and the Soul-Suppressing Bell hanging on it violently shook.
The sound from the Soul-Suppressing Bell rang out, each sound overpowering the last.
The sound of the Soul-Suppressing Bell struck directly at the soul, rendering escape impossible.
As the bell’s sound echoed, a humanoid shadow seemed to squirm violently in the night some twenty or thirty meters in front of Lin Yuan and his group.
Without a doubt, this violently writhing humanoid shadow was the Night Traveler merged with the night.
Under the pressure of the Soul-Suppressing Bell’s sound, the Night Traveler’s soul was fiercely attacked, unable to maintain his merging with the night.
Suddenly, White Impermanence’s spirit vanished, only to appear the next moment right in front of the humanoid shadow.
Its speed was so fast, it seemed like teleportation.
"Swoosh!"
The Mourning Stick in White Impermanence’s hand swung out with lightning speed, and even Lin Yuan only saw a white shadow sweep past.
"Crack!"
A crisp sound echoed as the Mourning Stick struck the humanoid shadow, forcefully pulling it from the night.
"Thud!"
A sound accompanied the sight of the Night Traveler crashing heavily onto the ground, his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth brimming with blood.
The ringing Soul-Suppressing Bell caused him to bleed from all seven orifices, nearly claiming his life.
At this moment, he could only lie powerlessly on the ground, utterly incapable of resistance.
Lin Yuan retracted the White Impermanence Tattoo and squatted in front of the injured, utterly weak Night Traveler lying on the ground.
Lin Yuan pinched his face and asked mockingly, "So, can I keep you here?"
Upon hearing this, the Night Traveler, lying on the ground, gave a wry smile.
He laughed at himself, laughed at his own blindness, failing to recognize a master with a sharp eye!
Back when he first attracted the Evil Spirits, he should have fled.
But in the end, greed got the better of him, wanting to figure out Lin Yuan’s trio’s tattoo abilities.
Then, using old tricks, he intended to harm Lin Yuan and the others, and strip off their tattoos.
Now, after witnessing Lin Yuan’s true strength, the Night Traveler realized just how delusional his idea was.
With the strength of this little squad, did they really think they could harm Lin Yuan, and take Lin Yuan’s skin?
Impossible, absolutely impossible.
Luckily, they hadn’t acted!
If they had attacked Lin Yuan, the unlucky one wouldn’t be just him; the entire squad might’ve faced annihilation.
"Outmatched, willing to admit defeat!"
"Kill me or cut me up, do as you please!" The Night Traveler, still sparse with words, uttered this remark.
He simply closed his eyes and lay on the ground, saying nothing more, leaving Lin Yuan to decide his fate.
"Which organization are you from?"
"Why do you kill Life Pattern Masters and strip their skins?"
"Who is your leader, where is your headquarters?"
"Do you have any accomplices?"
Lin Yuan asked several questions in succession, but the Night Traveler remained unresponsive, as silent as Xu Shu entering Cao’s camp.
Frustrated, Lin Yuan suddenly brandished the Five-Pronged Heaven-Supporting Fork and thrust it fiercely toward the Night Traveler’s throat.
This stab would surely send the Night Traveler to the Yellow Springs.
However, the Night Traveler remained unmoved, unfazed.
The edge of the Five-Pronged Heaven-Supporting Fork had already slit the skin on the Night Traveler’s throat, yet he still lay unmoving.
Is he unafraid of death?
Is there really someone unafraid of death in this world?
Or has this kid completely given up?
Were it not for the importance of this organization that hunts Life Pattern Masters and skins people,
Lin Yuan earnestly hoped to glean information about this organization.
Otherwise, given his temperament, he would have resolved the Night Traveler with a single stab long ago.
"Brother Lin, what do we do if he says nothing?" Wen Yingying glanced at Lin Yuan and asked.
Lin Yuan shook his head; dealing with someone who fears nothing and wants nothing, who’s given up, is indeed challenging.
After pondering for a moment, Lin Yuan said, "Let’s take him back and interrogate him slowly!"
We still have Geng Youcai at home!
Before the bizarre invasion, Geng Youcai was a big influencer with a million followers.
His seemingly useless inventions were jokingly called "instruments of torture" by netizens.
Moreover, netizens gave Geng Youcai a nickname, "Minister of the Ministry of Justice".
As they say, there’s no wrong name, only a wrong nickname.
Lin Yuan trusted the netizens’ judgment, so since they dubbed Geng Youcai "Minister of the Ministry of Justice",
Geng Youcai must have a knack for this.
Thus, Lin Yuan planned to take the Night Traveler back and let Geng Youcai interrogate him thoroughly.
If they managed to extract information, great; if not, Lin Yuan had a final plan.
And that is, fishing.
Since they captured the Night Traveler alive, his organization would surely worry about him leaking secrets.
In such cases, there are only two possibilities.
The first is to rescue him.
The second is to kill him.
Whether they come to rescue or kill him, someone is bound to come.
If someone comes, Lin Yuan can lie in wait and fish for bigger bait.
"Get him in the car!"
"Let’s head back!"
With that, Lin Yuan picked up the weakened, powerless Night Traveler, like a dead pig, and headed toward the parked car outside the amusement park.
"Thud."
Dumping the Night Traveler in the back seat, Lin Yuan instructed Zhang Zhen, "Hold his hand. If he tries to escape, just electrocute him."
"Understood!"
"Boss, he definitely won’t escape!" Zhang Zhen assured, patting his chest confidently.
The Night Traveler was now severely wounded, not to mention if he could still summon the Night Wanderer Tattoo or perform the magic to blend with the night.
Even if he could, Lin Yuan was confident that his casting speed was no match for Zhang Zhen’s speed at discharging electricity.
The Night Traveler was human, definitely not as resistant as a Mountain Demon.
As soon as he showed signs of casting a spell, Zhang Zhen would immediately electrocute him.
By then, his entire body would be paralyzed, twitching, with absolutely no chance of escaping.
