Nightmare’s Call

After many days of brilliance, and the constant suppression and torture of the Holy Light, the armored man has already fallen into a state of extreme weakness.

The liquid nitrogen and Lin Sheng's alternating hot and cold attacks became the last straw that broke the camel's back. On the surface of the armored man's body, cracks gradually appeared.

"Fortunately, this guy doesn't know how to rest. After a little excitement, he rushed out to fight against the holy light of the temple."

Lin Sheng was very happy.

If it was him who went up to fight, without the suppression of the temple, he might only become cannon fodder if dozens of them were involved.

Thinking of this, he picked up the liquid nitrogen spray gun and sprayed the armored man.

Aww.

The armored man let out a weak howl at last, and stretched out his hand towards Lin Sheng with difficulty.

Boom! !

He fell heavily to the ground, and the dark red energy on his body had already disappeared under the suppression of the holy light. The armor is also full of scars and various cracks.

But what puzzled Lin Sheng was that there was countless black smoke in the surrounding air, and they tried to get into the body of the armored man as if they were alive.

But every time the black smoke seeps into the armor man's body for a certain amount, he will move forward, stimulating the holy temple to emit holy power, purifying the black smoke in his body.

This behavior is like asking for death actively.

click

Cracks continued to spread, and began to spread all over the body of the armored man. After several days of continuous consumption, he finally reached the point where the lamp was exhausted.

After a while, the armored man stopped moving completely, and his whole body began to melt slowly.

Silently, the whole body of the armored man, together with his weapons, turned into a pool of black-red viscous liquid.

The liquid evaporated rapidly, and turned into countless black lines in a blink of an eye, condensed into a strand, and rushed towards Lin Sheng.

Before Lin Sheng had time to react, he felt a tightness in his chest. It was as if the head had been hit hard by a heavy hammer, and it was extremely painful.

Images and memories flooded into his mind.

A large piece of dark red flame-like energy flashed before Lin Sheng's eyes.

"I can't be wrong! The Rioman family is one of the five oldest families in Black Feather City. Our family emblem can be traced back to the era of the King of Rock Dragons thousands of years ago! We have led the Blood Armor Legion of Black Feather City for several century!

And now, you! A mere Templar, dare to question my decision? ? ? "

"That was not what I meant."

"Now, get out!" Sitting on the precious piano wood seat, the King of Steel lowered his chin coldly and rigidly.

"King of Steel, I saw with my own eyes that man planted a powerful and strange plant that I can't understand! That kind of breath will never be acceptable to living beings."

"Enough! Guards!" The King of Steel closed his eyes and shouted coldly.

Two dark red soldiers in heavy armor rushed through the door, held Anseria hostage from left to right, and dragged her out forcefully.

"You'll regret it!" Anseria took a deep breath.

"Regret?" The King of Steel crossed his hands, his face was cold, "All the consequences! I will bear it!"

Anseria took a deep look at him, turned around and left quickly without the guards pushing and shoving.

Lin Sheng stood aside, his body as if unreal, watching the scene in front of him.

The King of Steel is the armored man. This gray-haired old man is stubborn like never before. He is not only stubborn, but also selfish, bossy, condescending, and looks down on anyone who is inferior to him.

Anseria's lobbying was regarded by him as indecisive, indiscriminate.

Lin Sheng glanced at the direction Anseria left. He got the gray seal of the sanctuary before, and it was from this Templar known as the light of hope.

Chi! !

Suddenly, the screen flashed, and everything around him changed rapidly.

The black fog all over the sky is like a thundercloud, rolling continuously, pressing down layer upon layer.

The entire Black Feather City seemed to be an isolated island in the black sea, helpless, fearful, flustered, and at a loss.

Countless city dwellers raised their heads one after another, looking at the sky that was slowly descending.

The King of Steel stood high on the city wall, and a group of soldiers quietly stared at the gradually descending black clouds. Not a word.

"President! The great knight Corred was not found!"

"President, there is no one at the Assassin's Guild! It's too late to leave!"

"A large amount of hallucinogenic black fog appeared on the wasteland outside! We are surrounded!"

"No! North, there is still a gap in the north to leave!!"

"The adults in the city are almost gone! President, let's go! Let's block it here!!"

The blood armor elites from the Fighter Guild rushed up the city wall one by one. They were covered in blood, and dark spots were gradually appearing on their skin, which was a sign of being polluted by the black mist.

The King of Steel turned around silently, went down the city wall, and quickly returned to the Warriors Guild.

"Where's Anseria?" He stood in the hall and suddenly asked.

A blood armor elite stepped forward.

"Anseria, the light of hope, is leading the remaining Templars to break through. They are also slowly retreating with thousands of civilians."

The King of Steel looked at the blood armor in front of him, and there were black spots of different sizes on the other's originally white skin.

But the face of the blood armor was not moved in the slightest. As if nothing happened.

"Is there anyone in the meeting who is not polluted?" He asked calmly.

"Only Gore's son and thirteen brothers and sisters are left, and they have been quarantined and sent to the northern gap according to your instructions." Blood Armor replied in a low voice.

The King of Steel fell silent.

He closed his eyes, walked slowly to the throne of the guild, and gently stroked the hard and cold material of the armrest of the throne.

"You guys, do you hate me?" He whispered.

"Blood armor will always be your most solid sword and shield!!" The blood armor elites in the hall remained unmoved, knelt down on one knee, and shouted loudly.

"Please go, president, as long as you are still here, the blood armor and the guild will always be there!" Ladia, the vice-guild leader of the blood armor elite, said loudly.

The dark spots on Radia's face had already taken up half of his face, and the severe pain and hallucinations invaded his spirit all the time. But he wasn't moved in the slightest.

The King of Steel calmly watched the elite blood armor present.

"I once told Anseria that I will bear all the consequences."

He slowly sat on the throne, and with a click sound behind the seat, streams of black liquid metal popped out.

These metal streams quickly enveloped his whole body, turning into a huge, burly, and even somewhat bloated, powerful armor.

"You are my sword and shield. In this world, there is no warrior who abandons his sword and shield and can survive."

"President." The eyes of all the blood armor fluctuated.

"Remember when I personally put on the blood emblem of glory for you?" The King of Steel's eyes softened.

"In the blink of an eye, more than thirty years have passed"

Suddenly there was a roar from the street outside, which seemed to be the roar of some kind of wild beast. The countless roars became more dense and approaching.

The black mist outside the window slowly descended, almost touching the tallest spire of Heiyu City.

The light in the Warriors Guild quickly dimmed.

"Now." The King of Steel pressed his hand on the armrest and growled.

"Tell me, what are you!!?"

"Blood of Burning! Blood of Order!! Shield of Black Feather!!!!" All the elite blood armor stood up, pulled out their weapons and shouted! !

"Very good." The King of Steel took a deep breath. "Then. Open it, the bloody battle shackles."

'The bloody battle shackle ceremony is opened. '

A cold female voice slowly rang in his ears.

Dark red cracks spread rapidly in all directions from around the throne.

‘The blood of the Yanlong ignites the ritual fire. '

‘The absolute shackle barrier is opened. '

'The barrier of will is opened. '

'Life recognition is turned on. '

'The energy reserve pool is turned on. '

'Sweep away the alien species, cleanse the evil! Inhumans will never be able to leave the city until they defeat you. The ceremony begins. '

The hand of the King of Steel holding the armrest became tighter and tighter. He already felt that his soul was being ignited, and the power of his blood was being continuously injected into the ritual array.

His eyes seemed to see Anseria who was fighting bloody battle and leading the crowd to flee through the wall from afar.

'Let's go, the farther the better'

call! !

His body suddenly burned with a dark red flame.

"President!!" The faces of the blood armors below changed, and they all rushed to rescue.

boom! ! !

The gate of the guild was smashed by a huge force.

A series of pitch-black figures rushed in quickly, pounced on the blood armor elite who were on guard.

"My burning blood! The blood of order! The shield of the black feather!!! Bet everything on the Rioman family!!"

The King of Steel roared suddenly, and flames flew out of his body crazily, shooting into all the blood armors. Give them strength and keep the last dignity of the fighters.

"Come on!! Defeat me! Destroy me!!"

He stood up and pulled out a huge battle ax from behind. Facing a huge finger protruding from the door.