Detective Agency of the Bizarre-Chapter 1362 - 202: The Summoning Ritual of Terror Ball Town

Chapter 1362: Chapter 202: The Summoning Ritual of Terror Ball Town
Terror Ball Town.
At least in the rumors, the Flowing Demon was not unfamiliar with this small town and even remembered it deeply.
Because whenever the demons in the trading caravan gathered to chat, and mentioned places that instilled fear, Terror Ball Town always came up. They either mocked some fool demon who had just become a merchant for going to Terror Ball Town and never returning, or pitied those unlucky enough to encounter Terror Ball Town’s raiding team.
For the caravan, Terror Ball Town had the nature of a bizarre legend.
Yet now, the Flowing Demon was leading the caravan towards that forbidden land.
The Flowing Demon trembled at the thought — it couldn’t imagine how many caravans Terror Ball Town had plundered, but it knew that Terror Ball Town had never sold anything to the outside world.
The Flowing Demon could completely imagine a town with streets paved in silver, houses built in gold, and treasuries filled with treasures.
As for the possibility that Lord Soul couldn’t defeat Terror Ball Town? Don’t be ridiculous. He admitted that Terror Ball Town could easily bully a caravan with only Mid-Level Demons, but they were clearly no match for the Old Flame Demon’s Inner Sea Town, nor the mysterious soul that had killed Old Flame Demon’s arch-enemy.
As the sixth day was halfway done, the outline of Terror Ball Town appeared at the hazy end of the horizon. It stood on a nameless hill, the simple houses revealing a light reddish tuff.
As the caravan drew closer, the ground’s heat distortion gradually became clearer.
On the hill, Terror Ball Town must have noticed the approaching caravan, as several silhouettes emerged from the town.
During this period, Lu Li simply moved from the rear to the front of the caravan; he always wanted to give the opponent an opportunity. But it was obvious that the ferocious demon charging weren’t just horrifying in appearance — their actions were equally so.
Thinking outside their ordinary life was clearly not present. For them, a cake descending from the sky was never a trap.
Because those who encountered traps seldom had a chance to warn other demons.
Similarly unsurprising was Lu Li’s instant release and retraction of the Dreamwalker.
The demons roaring towards Lu Li died instantly, maintaining their posture as they fell forward, stirring up a wave of dust.
"You stay here."
Lu Li said to the Flowing Demon and its subordinates, approaching Terror Ball Town on the hill alone.
"Don’t just stand there! Hurry up and move the bodies first."
The Flowing Demon urged its subordinates to deal with the lifeless demon pile. They drove the cart aside and, with empty minds, loaded the bodies into the empty cart, with all attention focused on Terror Ball Town on the hill.
At the foot of the hill, just as the last body was piled into the cart, a dark moon suddenly enveloped overhead.
They looked up to see the starry sky described by the apparitions appearing above Terror Ball Town.
They surged like clouds, flowing and transforming, pulsing and transitioning in brightness and color.
The demons couldn’t help but immerse themselves in the beauty they had never witnessed before, so different from the wasteland and heat of hell.
"I’d rather die in there..." an apparition murmured.
"Watch that Soul Lord doesn’t hear you; otherwise, he wouldn’t mind helping you along."
The Flowing Demon had nothing left for Lu Li but awe. Looking at the moving starry sky in Terror Ball Town, the Flowing Demon found it strange — the reason for its awe of Lu Li, rather than fear, was because he wasn’t a slaughter existence, like those major figures of law and order who wouldn’t find amusement in meaningless killing. But now, Lu Li’s Dreamwalker was unleashed in Terror Ball Town.
"What makes Lord Soul so angry?"
...
Lu Li discovered the horrific actions of Terror Ball Town.
When he arrived above the town center, he saw disemboweled demons tossed into filthy containers. Thick, oozing blood flowed into the square’s evil array.
The demons, barbarically draped in the bloody skins of their kind, prostrated before the array, calling to an unknown, loathsome presence.
Lu Li fully released the Dreamwalker, enshrouding the array before the ritual concluded, stopping these demons.
The ritual, echoing with dark and savage prayers, suddenly plunged into deathly silence as the dark moon enveloped the square.
Lu Li left one struggling demon in front of him.
"What are you doing?"
"You’re too late... the great presence above the deep sky will cast its gaze upon hell!"
The fanatical demon sprayed blood, its wound-ridden body oozing blood, roaring hideously.
"Lord! My great Lord! We have finally welcomed your coming—"
Before it could finish, Lu Li killed it, retracting the Dreamwalker. Lu Li maintained the dream state, standing in the unsettlingly silent square, sensing the peculiar presence.
There was no indescribable consciousness, no obscure presence; the silent square, paved with demon blood, revealed nothing.
The ritual seemed to have failed, or perhaps the presence the demons summoned had not given its gaze?
But in any case, Lu Li could not allow the ritual to continue, nor could he allow Terror Ball Town to have demons involved in sacrificial rituals.
Even if he wasn’t a part of hell.
Discarding the tattered demon corpse, Lu Li roamed and lingered in Terror Ball Town with the Dreamwalker, crossing every area, questioning and killing every demon within sight and touch of the Dreamwalker.
"What are you summoning?"
"Above the starry sky—"
The dreamscape enveloped the demon and its subsequent words.
And when Lu Li had cleaned the entire town and returned to the central square, he noticed a hollow space underground.
Lu Li’s figure disappeared in an instant, and in the eyes of the Flowing Demon at the foot of the hill, the starry sky suddenly sank into the hill.
About thirty meters underground, Lu Li appeared in a cavern, seeing a mountain of gold and silver utensils.
This was obviously not where the ritual utensils were stored — the golden vessels meant to disappear with the sacrifice were hidden here. Lu Li climbed the steps back to the surface, appearing seconds later in the mayor’s lair.
A dark room connected to the cavern of piled gold and silver utensils.
Just a false alarm...
Lu Li withdrew the Dreamwalker, and nearly a hundred bodies he was carrying fell from mid-air.
A reasonable conjecture about the truth formed in Lu Li’s mind: the mayor of Terror Ball Town plundered caravans and wanted to monopolize the profits, so they conducted sacrificial rituals in a cult-like manner, making the looted goods into utensils. And after the ritual, he secretly hid them in the cavern, only for himself.
Because Lu Li hadn’t sensed a peculiar presence in the town. He was sensitive enough to this — compared to the surface full of strange presences, the hell beneath his feet seemed like pure land.
Moreover, with the peculiarly all-pervasive, if they truly wanted to stake a claim in hell, the first thing Lu Li would do upon entering hell was to stay in a place with light.
As for where that arguably cunning and sly mayor could be found... Lu Li guessed he became part of the 30 additional portions of humanity.
Lu Li left the mayor’s lair, stepping over the scattered demon corpses, reaching the edge of Terror Ball Town.
Upon receiving the summons, the Flowing Demon and its subordinates eagerly steered their cart up the hill.
As they approached, Lu Li checked his gains: humanity had grown to 320 portions.
But the next gains were the highlight.