Nightmare’s Call

The dungeon has a wide, circular arched passage.

On both sides of the passage, there are two prison cells at a distance. Lin Sheng was standing in the gap between the walls of the cells.

He shook his head, looked left and right, and reached out to touch the nearby wall.

The walls are hard and cold, and the rough black stone bricks are covered with fine holes like honeycombs.

He looked down at his feet.

The stone bricks on the ground are arranged in an I-shape, neat and full of sense of age.

Lin Sheng raised the wooden shield and walked forward slowly.

On the right wall of the arched passageway, there are a series of rectangular hidden compartments.

Some skulls that were about to crack were randomly piled up in these dark grids. Occasionally, there will be a few thick candles emitting a faint yellow flame.

At intervals along the road, there are steel cables hanging from above, hanging a series of hard candlesticks like metal awls.

These candlesticks also form part of the lighting system throughout the passage.

Lin Sheng walked forward for a certain distance, and suddenly saw several gray cloth bags piled up at the door of a cell on the right.

These gray cloth bags were about the size of cement sandbags, and there were a total of six scattered together.

He stepped forward and kicked with his foot.

Poof.

There was a muffled sound from inside. Seems like grain or something.

Bang, Bang, Bang.

At this moment, in the passage ahead, there was a heavy and orderly intensive pace slowly.

Lin Sheng looked up and saw a group of sword and shield soldiers in black full-body armor slowly walking towards the distance of the passage filled with light gray mist.

There are five of these soldiers, each about 1.8 meters tall, with a burly figure, covered with thick and wide metal armor, even covering their faces.

From a distance, it looks like a mobile metal mech.

When Lin Sheng saw this group of soldiers, they also saw him at the same time.

Both sides paused at the same time.

Then there was a muffled sound.

The five heavily armored soldiers rushed towards Lin Sheng with their swords and shields raised without saying a word.

Boom! Boom! Boom! !

There was a burst of heavy footsteps like drums.

The first soldier slammed into Lin Sheng with a heavy impact.

Lin Sheng took a wrong step forward, dodging the first person lightly, with the blade on his waist ruthlessly.

Chi!

The giant sword drew a stream of sparks on the opponent's armor, cutting a big hole, and black blood gushed out all at once.

Today's Lin Sheng is no longer the weak person he was in the past.

As a Level 3 Transcendent, and having absorbed the memories of so many warriors, he has already become a powerful warrior who has experienced many battles.

After a few wrong steps in a row, he simply staggered around five heavily armored soldiers and rushed to the rear of the opponent's formation.

A sudden pause, and turned around.

With a snap, Lin Sheng threw away the wooden shield, held the sword in both hands, and held it up to his ears.

hiss.

A trace of white light burned and transpired on the blade.

"Flying and chopping!"

In an instant, a white sword light zigzagged out, jumping between several soldiers several times in a row.

Boom! !

The giant sword in Lin Sheng's hand shattered into countless pieces and fell to the ground.

At the same time, thick black blood began to gush out from the neck gap under the helmets of the remaining four heavily armored soldiers.

Puff puff.

In the sound of falling to the ground one after another, all five heavily armored soldiers fell to the ground, losing their vitality.

Lin Sheng glanced at the only remaining sword hilt in his hand, sighed, threw away the hilt, and picked up a wide-edged sword they used from the soldier's corpse on the ground.

This wide-edged sword is double-edged, and the middle spine is engraved with some patterns that seem to be patterns.

Lin Sheng was quite satisfied with the thickness. It is a bit thicker than the giant sword just now.

He squatted down and rummaged, and quickly took off another helmet, and after shaking it, he tried to put it on himself.

"It fits pretty well."

Finally with the helmet, Lin Sheng's depression from the shattered giant sword eased a little.

Having tasted the sweetness, he went to try the leg armor and metal boots of these soldiers.

At the back, he simply changed into a complete set of soldier heavy armor and put it on.

"It weighs about fifty catties. These soldiers wear such heavy armor. This place is very powerful."

Lin Sheng felt a little weird.

Suddenly he froze for a moment, these soldiers just now did not have soul memory fragments that were absorbed by him.

Swinging the epee, Lin Sheng looked down at the few people whose helmets he had torn off.

These people looked like ordinary men with pale complexions and expressionless faces.

It's just that even if they are dead, these five people are all wide-eyed and motionless, and they all have the same expression.

"Is there no soul, or am I unable to absorb soul fragments here?" Lin Sheng inserted the epee into the scabbard around his waist, left the corpse, and continued to explore.

Bang Bang Bang.

The metal boots under his feet stepped on the ground, making continuous clicking noises.

Along the way, Lin Sheng glanced across the cells on both sides.

These cells were all empty, with toilets, iron beds, chairs, and even small iron tables inside.

It's just that there are no living things.

Soon, a right-angled bend appeared in the passage ahead.

Turning to the left at the curve, there is a faint gray fog.

In the gray fog, there seemed to be something standing there around the corner.

Lin Sheng slowed down, held his sword hilt, and raised his vigilance.

Slowly approach with the distance.

The thing at the corner slowly took shape.

It was a robed man wearing a black iron mask like a statue.

It stood facing Lin Sheng, as if it was guarding there, and it seemed to be just a statue.

Seeing Lin Sheng approaching, the robed man raised his hand and pointed at him without saying a word.

hiss.

A cloud of miserable green mist emerged from his fingertips, and the mist twisted and rolled, turning into a ball.

Chi Chi Chi Chi! !

In an instant, more than ten green tentacles rushed out from the green ball.

These tentacles were extremely fast, and they arrived in front of Lin Sheng almost as soon as they exploded.

Lin Sheng was startled, his steps stopped instantly, and he arched his body and held up the wooden shield.

Boom! Bang bang bang bang! ! !

The continuous huge impacts shook him back and forth.

The tentacles were as thick as an arm, and they were corroded and dented wherever they touched.

The surface of the tentacles is covered with light green slime, which sticks to the wooden shield, constantly making violent hissing and corrosion sounds.

Some green liquid was also splashed on the surrounding walls, and the hard walls were quickly corroded into pits of various sizes.

After taking a few steps back, Lin Sheng saw the gap between the waving tentacles, and rushed forward.

He unsheathed the epee in his hand and swung it violently.

The epee whizzed and spun at high speed, and hit the robed man's head.

Boom!

The opponent staggered back a step, and the tentacles in his hand paused.

Lin Sheng took the opportunity to accelerate his charge, stepped forward a few times, and used all his strength to attack with a shield.

Boom! ! !

The robed man was hit in the chest, and a mouthful of blood gushed out from under the mask on the spot.

He leaned his back against the wall, bowed his head and vomited profusely. The tentacles released by the green mist ball in his hand also became weak.

Lin Sheng seized the opportunity and smashed it hard with another shield blow.

Holy light permeated the wooden shield.

This time, the shield strike was like a branding iron, hitting this person, and bursts of burning, foul-smelling smoke quickly came out.

The man in the robe struggled, and more and more black blood flowed under the mask, but he was temporarily suppressed and couldn't move.

After a while, he was completely still.

Streaks of black smoke rose from his body, condensed into a black line, and flew into Lin Sheng's chest.