Nightmare’s Call

Chapter 135 Unfolding 3

Riding on his bicycle, Lin Sheng went straight to the abandoned factory in the suburbs without stopping.

It takes half an hour to ride a bicycle from home to the abandoned factory.

This made Lin Sheng want to find another place closer as a base.

At the same time, this abandoned factory also has the disadvantage of not being concealed enough.

"I'll arrange it later, let's deal with the present first."

Put the car in place and push it into the grass.

Lin Sheng walked quickly into the factory gate.

In the spacious factory building, there happened to be three young people sitting around a bonfire, not knowing what they were doing.

Hearing footsteps, the three of them looked up at the door.

Seeing the muscular Lin Sheng walk in, one of the men with a bald head and earrings stood up, pulled his leather jacket, and looked at Lin Sheng.

He didn't speak, but his eyes were unkind and warning. Obviously intending to scare the other party away with his eyes.

"This place is mine, don't come here again." Lin Sheng stopped not far from the bonfire. Said calmly.

"Who the hell are you? Shit!" the bald young man opened his mouth and cursed. He rushed towards Lin Sheng aggressively and reached out to grab his collar.

Then.

Then he was brought up. The two short legs kept kicking in mid-air.

"Whoa! What the hell are you. Pfft!! Aww!!"

The bald head screamed, was thrown aside casually, and lay curled up on the ground clutching his stomach.

The other two just stood up, drew fruit knives from their bodies, and prepared to rush over.

Seeing this scene, the two fell silent.

But what surprised Lin Sheng was that the remaining two people, a man and a woman, did not escape immediately.

It could be seen that they were very scared, the woman's legs were shaking.

But they still stood in place, their eyes kept shifting from the bald head and Lin Sheng on the ground.

There was a moment of silence.

"I'm sorry, we took your place, we're leaving now, we're leaving now!" The remaining short-haired boy put away the fruit knife and said with a smile.

He grabbed the girl, and the two quickly ran to the ground to raise their bald heads. Seeing that Lin Sheng didn't make a move, they were relieved and walked out quickly.

"Wait." Lin Sheng said suddenly.

"You guys, do you want to earn some extra money?" He looked at the tattered leather clothes on the three of them, and an inexplicable look flashed in his eyes.

The three of them paused and turned to look at him with a strange look in their eyes.

ten minutes later.

Lin Sheng packed up his things and stopped performing the summoning ceremony in the warehouse.

Since it was discovered here, it meant that it was even more unsafe, and he had a new arrangement.

Leaving the abandoned factory, he hung everything on the back of the bicycle, lifted the bicycle, and walked along the mountain road to the depths of the barren mountain.

We walked for ten minutes along the dark mountain road.

Soon, an abandoned gray temple appeared before his eyes.

The temple is a brick and tile structure, and the wooden door at the entrance is in disrepair for a long time. It hangs crookedly and may collapse at any time.

The main body is a small square courtyard, most of the courtyard walls have collapsed, and there are gaps where people can enter.

In the temple itself, the roof is almost gone, the walls are a little black, and there is a faint burnt smell.

The courtyard is overgrown with weeds and vines, and the roots of several big trees are exposed, entwining the small half of the temple.

Thick tree roots even grew into the gate of the temple, squeezing the gate as tall as a person into a small hole half as high as a person.

"That's it." Lin Sheng walked into the temple courtyard with his bicycle.

Putting the car down, he snapped his fingers lightly.

A crow flew in mid-air, circling and flying above the temple, ready to investigate at any time.

Lin Sheng picked up the backpack full of ritual materials and walked quickly into the temple.

There are a total of five rooms here and there.

The main hall was overcrowded with tree roots and vines and weeds, and it was useless at all.

The side hall, the kitchen, and the sleeping rooms are all dilapidated, with broken bricks and tiles falling from the roof all over the place. It's hard to even find a place to stand.

There is only one guest room and there is still some space. The roof is not all leaky either.

In addition to the moss growing everywhere in the house, there are some mushrooms growing messily on the ground, and the rest are fine.

After Lin Sheng determined the location, he quickly put down his backpack and tore off a dark green vine that was in the way with his feet.

The vines were covered with tiny poisonous thorns, but they were useless to his current skin.

These poisonous thorns felt like Lin Sheng was touching the soft feathers of birds.

Cleaned up the vines and weeds a little, and cleared out an open space.

Lin Sheng took out the painted plastic paper for the ceremony from his backpack. This is the one that was used last time, it was not damaged, he wiped it and continued to use it.

"Fortunately, I used anti-scrubbing high-purity ink." Lin Sheng took out a flashlight and carefully checked the ceremony on the spread plastic paper.

The texture is complete and the symbols are clear, just like new ones that have not been used.

Lay out the plastic paper, start to mix the materials, take out the gold nuggets, and set up the pan.

Pick up some dry firewood branches around, and build a simple hearth with stones.

Soon, Lin Sheng lit a small bonfire.

Thick smoke came out of the small fire, which was a bit choking. Lin Sheng put the frying pan on, took out the plastic water bottle, and poured homemade cold water into it.

Finally, light the butter lamp.

The faint aroma of beef wafts out.

In this small room of less than ten square meters, with the bonfire, butter lamp, and flashlight, under the illumination of three light sources, the overall light suddenly became much brighter.

Lin Sheng finally checked the array on the plastic paper, and after confirming that it was correct, he stood up and began to put the prepared mixture into a fixed position little by little.

Also add white spiders to the water in the pan.

After doing all this, he straightened his body and slowly began to chant the activation language.

"mu, ba, en, di, yu, yi" weird syllables kept floating out of Lin Sheng's mouth.

Gradually, the butter lamp began to emit a trace of white smoke.

The smoke quickly drilled into the surface of the pan, stirring up waves of ripples.

hiss.

Soon, an eye-catching water vapor rose from the pan and surrounded Lin Sheng.

He closed his eyes skillfully, his vision plunged into darkness.

In the darkness, balls of light lit up one after another.

Blue light ball, gray light ball, red light ball, three kinds of light balls clearly floated in Lin Sheng's field of vision.

"The blue light ball is the bird soul in the gray angel. The gray light ball is the heavily armored soldier in the elf dungeon. The red light ball is the black feather swordsman."

Lin Sheng paused and frowned slightly.

He can feel that his soul is spare enough, but what he lacks is a powerful enough summoned creature.

"After being fused with my bloodline last time, the fire-breathing fat man can no longer be summoned. It seems that we have to enter the dreamland as soon as possible to find a new summoning individual."

He now has a little understanding of the pattern of this ceremony.

The number of soldiers he summons seems to depend on the number of dream monsters he kills.

Just like the Holy Shield of Cruelty, he has only killed one, so there is only one Holy Shield of Cruelty that can be summoned.

The same goes for the fire-breathing fat man. But heavy armor soldiers and black feather swordsmen are different. They were all killed by him a lot, and they can be summoned again.

"Heavy armor soldiers are suitable for frontal confrontation. In terms of strength, it is below the third level, around the second level.

The power is slightly stronger than the Black Feather Swordsman, but the defense is much stronger. It's just that the speed is slower, and it occupies less of my soul than the Black Feather Swordsman. "

Lin Sheng thought about it.

"Both have the ability to blur dream monsters. Black-feathered swordsmen belong to the assassin type, and heavy-armored soldiers belong to the front-push type. The heavy-armored soldiers come from the elven dungeon, so let's just call them dungeon soldiers."

Soon he made up his mind.

His eyes focused on the gray ball of light.

He chose Dungeon Soldier. This unit took off its armor, and it was completely indistinguishable from normal people, better concealment than the Black Feather Swordsman.

In an instant, a gray light completely submerged Lin Sheng.

In a blink of an eye, the vision returned to clarity.

He was floating above a huge medieval temple.

In front of the gray temple stood a tall general in a black cloak and a white helmet.

The general was bare-chested, and his muscles were as strong as cast iron.

Below the temple are densely packed sword and shield soldiers in heavy armor.

"I will make your soul return to me, and become one with me." The general pulled out the huge double-edged sword on his back and held it high.

"Bless the sun!" he yelled.

Wow! !

"Bless the sun!!"

All the soldiers below drew their swords and raised them high, roaring.

The shouts were like overwhelming mountains and seas.