Nightmare’s Call

Late at night, Redon H5 province, Passy town.

"Ah ... it's so boring ... does anyone come to work on it ~~~"

The blue-haired rabbit-eyed boy crouched on the bar with his head crouched, his face amused.

Behind the bar, a white-haired old man in a bartender's clothing is gently putting the three-color psychedelic wine just prepared in front of the teenager.

"Dad, your primary colors."

The old man pushed the drink to the teenager's mouth with a serious face.

"Hmm ...." The blue-haired and red-eyed boy raised his head. "Cong Cong, for more than a hundred years, you are still so old-fashioned and boring. Sure enough, you should have shot you on the wall.

It's happy to have another daughter to raise her ~~ Look at the one in Xiaoyang's house and arrange everything for him.啧啧 .... "

"Dad, I am the one who even started working for my granddaughter. Can you give me some face?" The old man sighed.

"You want face, I don't want face?" The teenager took up the drink and drank it. "By the way, your cemetery has been arranged for you in advance, in the third country cemetery."

"Really? Thank you so much." The old man took the towel meticulously and wiped his hands. "You haven't changed at all for so many years."

"This is the power of balance. You don't understand ... Equality Sea will give back power we can't imagine." The boy turned the cup gently.

"By the way, Dad, the disciple you collected before seems to have been injured. You are seriously injured, would you like to see it?" The old man suddenly said.

"You don't have to die. That little guy is so proud. Although he is very talented, strong talent does not mean that others will let him." The boy said lightly.

"But after all, your disciple. The disciple of the King of Assassins." The old man emphasized.

"It doesn't matter. The power of evil energy does not care about the physical body but the mind. His soul is inherently powerful. It is good to be able to reach this level at the age of forty.

Further down, if you want to step into the Six Wings, what you need is not to absorb more evil energy, but to work hard in the realm of thinking. "

The teenager explained with a smile.

"Well, let's not talk about it. It's ridiculous for us to get involved in junior things. Let's have another colorful cup."

"Wait a moment." The old man gently took out a cup and began to mix.

"Yes, you said something wrong just now." The teenager opened his eyes, and the smile on his face was inexplicable.

"The new King of Assassins is dead, right on that island ..."

"So you're the strongest assassin again?" The old man said lightly.

"You're wrong again," laughed the blue-haired boy, "the strongest assassin has always been me."

"why?"

"Because that guy, I killed it."

...........

...........

Black feather city.

Lin Sheng stopped and stood still.

He looked at the man in front.

The other person's blond hair and purple eyes, the blank pupil is like the finest pure crystal, crystal clear.

This is a tall man with a straight face and a slender figure. He wore a black mask on the lower half of his face and a body armor with black gold trim.

The armor did not appear heavy, but gave a sense of ingenuity.

"If I hadn't met here, I would have thought that you were alive." Lin Sheng muttered in a low voice.

At this time, the four women behind him also slowly emerged from the black line and flew into the vest behind him.

A flood of unfamiliar information quickly came to his mind.

"You are the third MP Dis? I have seen the strength of the King of Steel, now let me see you in the end ..."

He took a step forward, and before he finished speaking, he saw the other person turned around and walked slowly into the darkness.

"Wait! You !?" Lin Sheng stepped forward to catch up.

puff.

Suddenly his eyes darkened, and then he knew nothing.

Slowly get up straight from the bed.

Lin Sheng was aggressive.

"What just happened? What the **** is going on ?!"

He had no idea what had happened.

"The dream has suddenly ended, and it's time to change places? For such a long time, it really should be time to change places.

But Black Feather City should be different from other places .... I had been there for so long before. "

Lin Sheng wiped his face with both hands, feeling sweaty.

He got out of bed, went into the bathroom, took off his underwear and started showering.

The warm water washes down from above, making him feel that all the dirt on his body is taken away by the water and washed clean.

Wipe the body dry, then Lin Sheng raised his hand, and carefully sprayed a trace of flame in his mouth, blocking it with his hand, leading the flame to the wet hair.

hiss....

Suddenly the water on the hair was quickly dried up at high temperature, and a lot of water vapor was evaporated.

But in ten seconds, the hair was completely dry.

Putting on his clothes, Lin Sheng sat back at the table and began to analyze and recall what had just happened.

But no matter how he recalled, he couldn't perceive any clues to reason.

"Forget it! Come and see in Black Feather Castle tomorrow! What's going on?"

In desperation, Lin Sheng simply lay back to bed to rest.

As soon as he fell asleep, the next day, he plunged himself into the practice of meditating on gray marks and drawing blood blue harps.

In the afternoon, I went up the mountain to transform the accumulated large number of soul particles into divine power. With yesterday's inventory, there are ten units of pure divine power in the temple.

At this time, Lin Sheng should have been standing in the temple and observing the subsequent development.

But throughout the day, he was seduced by the strange phenomenon of the previous day, always thinking about it, and doing nothing else.

Soon, the night came again.

Lin Sheng adjusted his mood this time, then fell down again, gradually immersed in consciousness.

Da Da Da Da ...

With a dense second hand sound spread.

Lin Sheng stretched his body and suddenly found something wrong. l

"What about the armor on me? What about the Burning Sword ?!" He suddenly noticed that what he was wearing was actually his clothes just before going to bed.

"Difficult?" Lin Sheng suddenly thought of a possibility, his heart suddenly jumped.

He looked up again and looked left and right.

He was standing in front of the gate of the black feather city shrine, and didn't walk in. Seems to be preparing to enter. All the weapons and armor on him were gone.

Lin Sheng stepped into the door and walked in slowly, and soon saw four women's bodies scattered on the ground.

And just a little in front of the woman's body, a piece of dark red armor was lying down.

The two burning swords lay quietly on the ground, and had been broken from them, and there was no fire.

This is the first time Lin Sheng has taken a closer look at his former body.

Yes, what he had before him was the relic left here yesterday. There are no corpses, only the scattered armor and debris.

Lin Sheng was then determined. The sudden feeling of darkness before him was dead ...

"It's just, when did I win?" Lin Sheng squatted down and didn't pick up the burning sword, nor did he pick up the huge sickle on the woman's body.

The Burning Sword has no burning ability, and even a long sword is worse than a hand.

The sickle is not used for the time being.

"From the memory fragments of these women, we can get information that the mask man with purple glasses should be the strongest guy in this temple. The third congressman, known as the King of the Night, Diss."

"But worship is indeed the furthest emotion ... these women have no information except idiots."

Lin Sheng stood up helplessly. Recalling the fragments from the memory of the giant sickle women.