Nightmare’s Call

Crash.

The silver shutter door was pulled down violently, covering the entire storefront.

On the wall next to the shop, someone hand-pasted a transfer notice with a contact number on it.

Lin Sheng was walking on the pedestrian street in the urban area. The bustling and bustling pedestrian street was now deserted and deserted.

At a glance, there are very few shops that are still open on the entire street.

There are closed storefront shutter doors everywhere, and there are various stickers on the walls for the transfer and subletting of shops.

call.

A gust of wind blew by, rolling up the dead leaves and leaflets scattered on the ground, making a sliding noise.

"Aren't there even cleaners?" Lin Sheng glanced at the increasingly dirty garbage on the road.

Dirty clothes, torn newspapers, shredded dead leaves, leftover food packaging bags, and other messy domestic waste can be seen everywhere.

After waking up from the dream, he received a message from Anseria. Feeling restless, he went out and planned to wander around the city to relax.

It's just that I didn't expect that the downtown area, which was still bustling a while ago, became more and more deserted at this time.

Few people could be seen on the street.

All the citizens seem to be hiding in the dark, quietly peeking at the world through the cracks.

Worry, fear, fear.

Confused, confused, in pain.

With all kinds of negative emotions, Lin Sheng could still feel the unscrupulous depression even if he was walking on the street.

He calmly walked past a clothing store.

Originally, the storefront of this clothing store was relatively large, equivalent to the merger of three stores.

But at this time, the storefront door was tightly closed, and there was no transfer notice posted on it. Instead, someone used red paint to paint a big weird circle on the shutter door.

The circle resembles a smiling cartoon face with the words in the center: 'Hope is never left to those who wait. '

This line of writing is scrawled and frantic, with a nervousness from the beginning to the end, and the red paint used, it looks like blood.

"No." Lin Sheng frowned slightly, and took a closer look.

There was actually a faint smell of blood on the handwriting, penetrating into his nostrils.

"There's really blood!" He frowned, feeling even worse.

Since there have been more and more terrorist attacks, more and more fel energy people have killed without restraint in the eyes of ordinary people.

All kinds of chaos, all kinds of panic, all kinds of sudden but incomprehensible strange events.

All of these make ordinary people more and more fearful and helpless.

They urgently need a place that can give them a sense of security.

There is an urgent need for a place where people can rest their hearts.

Lin Sheng suddenly understood why his temple had developed so rapidly.

It's not just that the sacred power of the temple is born with the advantage of great light and righteousness, but also the changes and promotion of the general situation.

He walked a few steps forward, passed the shop, and came to a car wash.

The rolling shutter door of the car wash was also lowered, but there was still an entrance and exit for one person in the corner.

With his powerful five senses, Lin Sheng could vaguely hear strange noises coming from the depths of the entrance and exit.

'. O world, O God Lord, we offer you our most cherished tribute. I only ask you to grant us a humble haven to preserve the last of life and soul.’

‘.Great Lord of Star Worship Sands, we pray for you, pray for your stalwart divine power, cross the darkness, cross the ocean of soul and body, come here, and give your believers the most precious peace.’

Waves of praying sounds, slowly drifting out from the depths of the entrance and exit.

There are also the screams of living people, the sound of small footsteps, and the noise of sharp knives cutting meat.

Lin Sheng paused. Slowly walk to the small entrance and exit door. Press the palm of your hand.

The door lock naturally cracked.

He opened the door, just like his own home, Shi Shiran walked in.

He also wanted to see how much the city could change in such a short period of time.

Go in through the small door and walk through a narrow passage. Then turn down a staircase to the basement.

At the end of the stairs, there was a trace of bloody smell constantly wafting.

On the walls on both sides, various blood-red symbols and characters are carved everywhere.

There are also weird patterns with unknown meanings.

Lin Sheng walked in slowly.

Walking to the end of the stairs, he finally saw the scene inside.

More than a dozen figures in black robes gathered together and sat cross-legged on the ground.

In the middle were two young men tied up. They were already dead, their wrists and ankles were severed, and they were bleeding profusely.

But the real cause of death of these two people should be the head.

Their heads were all dented in half by blunt instruments.

When Lin Sheng came out, he also saw the chaotic state of the city from the information of Bain University.

But he didn't expect it to be this messy.

"Is this a blood sacrifice?" He looked at the group of men in black robes.

From his perception, he clearly judged that these men in black robes were just ordinary people.

They have nothing supernatural, no anomalous abilities, no fel powers, and no psychic powers.

On the surrounding walls, those ghostly symbols are just meaningless graffiti. Even if mixed with blood, it will not help.

Lin Sheng's arrival alarmed the people who were offering sacrifices in the basement.

They looked up blankly, staring at Lin Sheng with horror. Lin Sheng also stared at them.

"Kill him! He discovered our blood sacrifice! He interrupted the sacred ceremony!!" A middle-aged man with a fat figure stood up and pointed at Lin Sheng with a vicious expression and shouted.

The rest of the people seemed to be very convinced of him, and stood up one by one from the ground.

All of them held sharp weapons more or less in their hands.

More than a dozen people stared at Lin Sheng with dangerous and frightened eyes at the same time.

If it were another person, they might all feel hairy.

But unfortunately, what they met was not ordinary people.

Lin Sheng shook his head slightly, a cloud of black smoke suddenly fell behind him, turning into a human form, it was the red armored warrior who had been following him all along.

"Control the culprit, and knock the rest out." Lin Sheng ordered lightly.

"Yes." The red armored soldier lowered his head slightly in response.

Lin Sheng didn't look much, but turned around and left after the red armored warrior rushed into the basement.

There will soon be people from the temple to take over here, or people from the astral.

Now the Temple, Bain University, and Xingmang, the three parties gathered together, are carrying out joint law enforcement.

A large number of fel powers and transcendents are continuously sweeping away the dark atmosphere involved in this city.

Whether it's the black mist from the Kuroshio, or the chaos created by the cult's Seven Locks Tower.

In the case of the great evil being resolved, these small turmoil, coupled with the holy power of the temple, are actually very easy to solve.

Lin Sheng left the car wash and wandered around again.

Fortunately, not all places have become chaotic and disorderly breeding grounds for cults.

People from the government have established many integrated material supply points in the city. To facilitate the residents to buy food, vegetables, fruits, and other daily necessities.

Not only that, Lin Sheng also encountered several escort teams on the road.

They continue to walk in the streets and alleys of the city to maintain law and order.

Many areas in the city, under their maintenance, still maintain the stability before the terrorist attack.