Nightmare’s Call

Soon, three heavily armored soldiers in black patrolling slowly appeared in the arched passage ahead.

Seeing Lin Sheng approaching, the three of them charged towards him silently like wild bulls without saying a word.

Amidst the heavy footsteps, the first soldier swung his sword and slashed at Lin Sheng's chest. He was dodged sideways.

Lin Sheng's arm caught the soldier's neck like lightning, and he twisted violently.

click.

With a crisp sound, the heavily armored soldier's head was turned 180 degrees on the spot, losing strength all over his body, and fell to his knees.

Lin Sheng snatched the epee from the corpse and blocked it horizontally.

clang clang.

The epee just blocked the subsequent attacks of the two men.

His speed was much faster than these soldiers. They completed one movement, and Lin Sheng had already completed three movements.

This is also the key to Lin Sheng's ease of use.

After the two heavy armored soldiers were blocked, they slammed towards Lin Sheng with the iron shield in their other hand.

It's a pity that Lin Sheng took a step back first, flipped the epee in his hand, and cunningly passed all over the wrists of the two.

There were two crisp sounds, and the epee from their wrists fell on the spot.

Lin Sheng retreated again, and when the strength of the two shields grew old, they made the same fierce collision again.

The holy power in his body surged rapidly, and a gleam of white light appeared on his shoulders.

Boom! !

Lin Sheng hit the two black shields head-on.

Amid the loud impact, two heavily armored soldiers flew out on the spot, and the hand holding the shield was obviously bent and fractured.

Lin Sheng stepped forward quickly, his sword light flashed, and he slashed twice, cutting the throats of the two of them.

Soon, two black lines condensed and emerged, quickly sinking into his chest.

Lin Sheng sorted out the information a little bit, except for some boring memories of drinking and beating, it was a chaotic mosaic.

Apart from adding some souls to him, the rest is meaningless.

Skillfully stripping off the soldiers' equipment, Lin Sheng replaced them one by one.

He is not much different from these soldiers in stature, and there is no sense of disobedience in wearing them.

After changing into a heavy armor, he continued to walk in the opposite direction. Going to see it all the way to the end.

Soon, a collapsed wall blocked Lin Sheng's way.

He raised his sword and poked it forward.

The walls are very thick, and it takes a lot of energy and time to get through.

Lin Sheng tried, but couldn't find the exit from the dungeon. The only exit was blocked by a collapsed wall, making it impossible to pass.

Unable to find the exit, he could only turn around again and walk deep into the dungeon.

Since it can only go down, then simply get rid of that fat man.

Following the previous direction, Lin Sheng quickly returned to the corner. After resting here for a while, he continued to move forward, and soon stood deep in the dungeon again.

The gray fog is getting thicker and bigger.

It can be seen that the distance has been rapidly reduced from ten meters to four or five meters.

Lin Sheng's footsteps became slower and slower.

He clenched his heavy sword tightly and began to walk as lightly as possible.

This time he did not put on metal boots, but still wore sneakers.

The sound of the shoes stepping on the hard and rough ground was inaudible.

Lin Sheng maintained a posture, the armor on his body did not collide with the sword and shield, and he kept as quiet as possible.

As we move forward,

A huge black shadow more than two meters high gradually appeared in front of him.

Through the mist, the black shadow could vaguely distinguish the black armor it was wearing. It's that fire-breathing black fat man

Lin Sheng stopped quickly. Move forward carefully.

Soon, he found the wooden shield and armor he had left behind when he died here, as well as the small black cloth bag containing the loot.

He replaced the wooden shield in his hand, then picked up the small black cloth bag and put it in the pocket of his sportswear.

Do it all.

Lin Sheng once again turned his gaze to the tall black figure in front of him.

Tightening his epee, he tried to walk as lightly as possible and approached slowly.

slap. slap. slap.

six meters.

five meters.

Four meters.

Three meters! !

Boom! !

Lin Sheng burst out with a sprint, stomping heavily on the ground with his heavy footsteps.

"charge!!"

"trample!!"

"Holy Shield!!!"

The standard charge of the brutal holy shield was used by him in an instant.

The epee in Lin Sheng's hand was clamped on the edge of the shield, and the whole body was lit with holy light.

His body swelled slightly, purple lines appeared between his brows, and all the strength of his body was concentrated on this sword.

Boom! ! !

Lin Sheng slammed into the fat black man's back like a lion.

The tip of the epee sword glowing white, under the superposition of huge impact force, finally pierced a section of the sword tip fiercely, and entered the middle of the fat man's back.

Ow! !

The fat man roared in pain, turned around and punched.

Along with the spikes on the armor, the huge fist swept down like a stone pillar.

Lin Sheng lowered his head and rolled over, and drew out his sword, avoiding his fist. Quickly rushed through the gap on the side of the fat man, and came to his back again.

Chi! !

With all his strength, the epee in Lin Sheng's hand lit up with a white light again, and pierced into the wound just now.

Pooh!

This time the epee was much easier, and it went straight into most of the wound.

Ow! ! !

The fat man roared wildly, raised his head, and punched Lin Sheng with a backhand.

This move was extremely fast, and because there was no need to turn, Lin Sheng was caught off guard, so he could only let go of the hilt of his sword to resist.

Boom! !

The wooden shield in Lin Sheng's hand was dented and debris splashed out. He maintained a defensive posture and slid a few meters away, with two black scorched marks on his feet.

Before he recovered his breath.

Fatty's second fist was pressed down again.

boom!

Lin Sheng half-kneeled on the ground, bleeding spots burst out from the gap between his knees.

He held a shield in front of him with both arms, firmly blocking the huge black fist in front of him.

Ahhhhh! ! !

With a roar, he rolled over to let go of his fist, then got up and swooped past the fat man's waist. Hold the hilt of the sword that pierced the wound in midair.

call!

It happened that Fatty punched him in the air, but was blocked by Lin Sheng with his half epee.

Boom! ! !

Huge force hit the epee like a flood, and the epee slammed open the waist at the edge of the wound, pulling out a huge gap.

This is Fatty's own strength! It was just that Lin Sheng took advantage of it.

The epee was smashed and broken, and it was thrown flying with Lin Sheng's body, hitting the iron door of one side of the cell.

Ow! ! !

The fat man roared in pain, covering the huge gap in his waist, a large amount of black blood spurted out from his wound accompanied by gray smoke.

The gash had severed almost half of his waist.

The fat man fell to his knees with a plop. The tall body let out an angry roar, trying to stand up again and rush towards Lin Sheng.

"Pfft!" Lin Sheng spat out a mouthful of blood, and struggled to get up expressionlessly.

Fortunately, the heavy armor on his body blocked most of the force just now.

In addition to throwing it out, there is no hard resistance. Now it's just that the body is slightly fractured and internally bleeding. The rest were not too hurt.

Holding the broken sword, Lin Sheng stared at Fatty until the end. Holding the sword in both hands, he assumed a standard brutal holy shield charging posture.

"Instead of wandering here endlessly, it's better to go out and fight with me!"

He held up the blade and arched his body like a cheetah.

"Turn into Holy Light!!! Kill!!!!"

Lin Sheng gathered all his strength, and white light appeared around the edge of his body.

"charge!"

"trample!"

"Holy Shield!!!"

He roared wildly, like a dying lion, sending out his final roar and rushing towards the opponent.

At the same time, the fat man who fell to the ground also growled, roared, and threw his fist at Lin Sheng with all his strength.