Nightmare’s Call

Bang 嘡.

Just as Lin Sheng touched the iron gate of the Warriors Guild, the entire gate fell backwards and hit the ground, splashing a cloud of gray dust.

The rusty metal collided with the hard slate floor, making a dull and slightly crisp sound.

Lin Sheng quickly raised his vigilance, always on guard against possible dangers around him.

He didn't forget the huge basilisk he met when he entered Black Feather City for the first time, as well as the powerful army commander of more than ten levels that existed here in his memory.

"Unfortunately, if you can summon Kadulla in the dream, you don't have to be so restrained."

Lin Sheng thought about it with regret, and after waiting for a while, he found that there was no movement around him.

Only then did he slowly lift the epee and stepped into the gate of the Warriors Guild.

Inside the guild is a spacious open space similar to a school field.

A flag was erected in the middle of the open space. The flag was tattered and hung loosely. It was hard to see what the flag was.

Lin Sheng walked slowly along the left side of the flagpole, step by step.

The guild is huge.

Walking along the open space, Lin Sheng spent more than ten minutes sparing the entire Warriors Guild.

As the only fighter guild in Black Feather City, this building also has a pivotal position in the memories of many Black Feather Swordsmen absorbed by Lin Sheng.

The main building of the guild is a huge house like a bull's head.

Lin Shengrao walked around, and finally stopped in front of the central gate of the house, looking up at the engraved pattern of tauren warriors, dragon head warriors and human warriors fighting wildly on the round arched gate.

These patterns are very detailed, but with a touch of rough style, it looks very beautiful.

Without saying a word, he slowly walked up the steps, stretched out his hand and pushed the door gently.

Long.

With a slight rumbling sound, the door was slowly pushed open by Lin Sheng, revealing the scene inside.

Behind the door is a long dark hall.

The hall is like an underground mausoleum, with red braziers lit on both sides and set up with brackets.

The ground is gray-black stone slabs carved with rough patterns.

The ceiling above the head is in the shape of a triangular cone, and there is actually a blue diamond-shaped gemstone inlaid there. The gem is emitting a faint blue light beam, which is projected down and just landed on the throne at the end of the hall.

The throne is empty, without any living things.

"Here." As soon as Lin Sheng saw the burning braziers, he knew there must be something wrong here.

But he came here to ask for trouble.

Holding the epee, Lin Sheng stepped into the hall. Just didn't walk in two steps.

click click click

A tall figure of about 1.8 meters slowly turned out from behind the stone pillar on the left.

The figure was wearing a dark red armor, a helmet with horns, and two hatchets on its back.

crack.

The figure slowly pulled out the hatchet and held it in his hand, his eyes slowly glowing red.

bang bang bang

It walked towards Lin Sheng step by step, faster and faster.

The twin axes were spinning and shaking in its hands.

Boom! !

Lin Sheng swung his sword to block the surprise attack of the two axes, and with light force, he swung the monster away.

"The strength is almost at the second peak level. It's about the same as the dungeon soldier."

He estimated it, paused the epee in his hand, then held it with both hands, and slashed horizontally.

The epee burst out with great power in an instant, and slashed fiercely on the double axes blocked by the monster, causing a burst of sparks.

The monster was hit by a huge force and took five or six steps back before standing still.

Before it regained its balance, an epee pierced through his chest quickly and nailed it to the stone pillar behind him with a bang.

"Like Dungeon Soldier, it's of little value. It can only be used as an impulse soldier."

Lin Sheng held the epee and pulled it out.

hiss.

A dark red flame gradually emerged from the monster's chest, and the flame ignited the monster's whole body in a blink of an eye, and quickly burned it into a pool of black ash.

Even the flesh and the armor, nothing left turned into black ash.

As soon as the strange dark red flame appeared, Lin Sheng took a step back and frowned.

He didn't dare to touch this kind of flame rashly, the holy power in his body sensed the threat when the flame appeared.

"The strength is average, but there will be this kind of self-destructive dark red flame in the body." He wrote it down in his heart.

Soon, traces of black threads rose from the black ashes burned by the flames, and all the black threads gathered into one strand, flew towards Lin Sheng, and sank into his body.

Memories of warriors practicing ax technique flooded his mind.

"Basic ax techniques? These are not important, but what knowledge can be found here." Lin Sheng frowned and searched in the soul fragments.

The dream cannot bring out the entity, so the only thing that can help him is the knowledge of the spellcasting system, or the ritual, or the pure energy body.

It's a pity that this monster doesn't have much memory, and he wasn't a high-status guy during his lifetime, just a guard. No access to any advanced knowledge.

After acquiring the basic ax technique, Lin Sheng bent down to pick up an axe and fiddled with it casually, feeling much more comfortable.

Holding an epee in one hand and an ax in the other, he continued to walk deep into the hall.

On the left side of the hall, in the darkness there, was a side door open.

The horned helmet warrior just now probably came out of there.

Lin Sheng walked slowly towards the open side door.

Just before approaching less than five meters away, another group of bull-horned warriors slowly walked out of the side door.

Warriors with horns came out one after another, holding hatchets. They immediately spotted Lin Sheng standing in the hall.

Without roaring or roaring, the group of five bullhorn warriors charged forward without saying a word.

Lin Sheng was no longer the novice at the time, he took a step back and turned sideways, dodging the first warrior's axe. The epee in his hand flicked upwards.

Chi.

A soldier was severely cut with a deep slit from the crotch to the helmet. Dark red flames gushed out and burned it to ashes.

Lin Sheng held up the heavy sword and slashed obliquely to the left. Cut the neck of the second person.

He turned around, and the epee rotated in a row, accompanied by a huge whistling sound and impact force, and slammed into the axes swung by the other three horned warriors.

Clang, clang! !

After three loud bangs, Lin Sheng's blade sped up and rushed forward, crashing into the middle of the formation of three horned warriors.

A few seconds later, the armors on the waists and chests of the three were cut with deep scars, and dark red flames gushed out from inside, burning them to ashes in an instant.

Lin Sheng stood on the spot, watching the five black lines condense into shape, and shot towards him quickly, melting into his chest.

"Six. You need forty-four more to advance."

He carried the blunt sword, changed it to the other side, and strode into the side door.

Inside the side door is a group of bull-horned warriors that are quickly gathering. In the small side hall, there are at least thirty bull-horned warriors gathered in one breath.

These monsters rushed towards Lin Sheng silently, holding a hatchet in their hands.

In the darkness in their helmets, two red lights lit up one after another, as if some kind of fanatical aggressiveness had been activated.

Lin Sheng endured the impact of the memory fragments of the soul that he had only absorbed in his mind, and his body remained in a half-dragon state, and he slammed into it head-on.

The epee broke out with all its strength immediately, tearing the breastplates of the two horned warriors in front of Lin Sheng. But that's about it.