Nightmare’s Call

Late at night, in the province of Redeon H5, in the small town of Passy.

"Ah, it's so boring. Is there anyone here to make fun~~~"

The boy with blue hair and rabbit eyes was lying on the bar counter with his head tilted, with a lifeless expression on his face.

Behind the bar, a white-haired old man wearing a bartender uniform is gently putting the newly prepared three-color psychedelic wine in front of the boy.

"Dad, your three primary colors."

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

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

It would be fun to have another daughter to raise~~Look at the one at Xiaoyang's house, everything is arranged for him submissively. Tsk tut."

"Dad, I'm a person who even my granddaughter has started working. Can you save me some face?" The old man sighed.

"You want face, but I don't?" The young man picked up the wine and drank it down. "By the way, your cemetery has been arranged for you in advance, in the third national cemetery."

"Really? Thank you very much." The old man meticulously picked up the towel and wiped his hands. "After all these years, you still haven't changed at all."

"This is the power of balance. You don't understand. The sea of ​​equality will return us with unimaginable power." The boy gently turned the cup.

"By the way, Dad, the disciple you accepted before seems to have been injured. The injury is serious, do you want to go and have a look?" the old man said suddenly.

"It's fine if you don't die. That little guy is too proud. Although he is very talented, it doesn't mean that others will let him go." The young man said lightly.

"But after all, he is your disciple. The disciple of the former Assassin King." The old man emphasized.

"It doesn't matter, the power of evil energy does not care about the body, but about the mind. His soul is naturally strong. It is already very 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 on the realm and thinking. "

The boy explained with a smile.

"Okay, let's not talk about it, it would be outrageous for us to intervene in the affairs of the juniors. Let's have another cup of Rainbow."

"Wait a minute." The old man gently took out a glass and began to mix the wine.

"By the way, you said something wrong just now." The young man opened his eyes, and the smile on his face was slightly inexplicable.

"The current King of Assassins is dead, on that small island."

"So you are the strongest assassin again?" the old man said calmly.

"You're wrong again." The blue-haired boy smiled, "I've always been the strongest assassin."

"Why?"

"Because I killed that guy."

Black Feather City.

Lin Sheng stopped and stood still.

He looked at the man in front of him.

The other party has blond hair and purple eyes, and the dazed pupils are like the best pure crystals, crystal clear.

This is a tall man with straight features 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 doesn't look heavy, but gives people a sense of sophistication.

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

At this moment, black lines slowly emerged from the bodies of the four women behind him and flew into his back vest.

A large wave of strange information rushed into his mind quickly.

"You are the third councilor Diss? I have seen the strength of the King of Steel. Now, let me see you."

He took a step forward, and before he finished speaking, he saw the other party turn around and walk slowly into the depths of the darkness.

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

puff.

Suddenly his eyes went dark, and then he didn't know anything.

Slowly get up straight from the bed.

Lin Sheng was stunned.

"What just happened? What's going on?!"

He had absolutely no idea what was going on.

"The dream suddenly ended, did you change the place? After such a long time, logically, it is indeed time to change the place.

But Black Feather City should be different from other places. It was obviously stayed for so long before. "

Lin Sheng wiped his face with both hands, and felt that his face was covered with sweat.

He got off the bed, walked into the bathroom, took off his clothes and began to shower.

The warm water washes down from top to bottom, making him feel that all the dirty things on his body are taken away by the water and washed clean.

After drying his body, Lin Sheng raised his hand, and carefully sprayed out a trace of flame from his mouth, blocked it with his hand, and directed the flame to his wet hair.

hiss.

Immediately, the water on the hair was quickly dried up by the high temperature, and a large amount of water vapor evaporated.

In less than ten seconds, the hair is completely dry.

Putting on his clothes, Lin Sheng sat back at the table and began to analyze and recall the situation that just appeared.

But no matter how he recalled, he couldn't perceive any clues for reasoning.

"Forget it! Go to Black Feather City tomorrow and have a look! Find out what's going on."

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

He slept until dawn, and the next day, he plunged into the practice of meditating on the gray seal and pulling the blood blue harp.

In the afternoon, I went up the mountain to convert the large amount of accumulated soul particles into holy power. Adding yesterday's inventory, there were ten units of pure holy power in the temple.

Originally at this time, Lin Sheng should have been guarding the temple to observe the follow-up development.

But all day long, he was distracted by the weird phenomenon before, and he kept thinking about it, and he didn't feel anything when he was doing anything else.

Soon, night fell again.

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

blah blah blah

With the sound of a dense second hand spread.

Lin Sheng stretched his body and suddenly realized something was wrong. l

"Where's the armor on me? Where's the burning sword??!" He suddenly discovered that what he was wearing was actually the clothes he had just fallen asleep.

"Could it be possible??!" Lin Sheng suddenly thought of a possibility, and his heart skipped a beat.

He looked up again and looked around.

He was standing in front of the gate of the Temple of Black Feather City, but he didn't walk in. Appears to be getting in. All the weapons and armor on his body were gone.

Lin Sheng stepped into the gate, walked in slowly, and soon saw four female corpses scattered on the ground.

And a little bit in front of the woman's body, there was a piece of dark red armor lying impressively.

The two flaming swords lay quietly on the ground, they had been broken from each other, and there was no flame.

This was the first time for Lin Sheng to examine his dead body formally.

Yes, what he had in front of him at this moment was the relic left by his death here yesterday. There were no corpses, only scattered weapons, armor and sundries.

It was only then that Lin Sheng was sure, the feeling of suddenly blacking out in front of his eyes meant that he was dead.

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

Without the burning ability of the burning sword, it can't even compare with ordinary long swords, so it's better to use your hands.

And the sickle is not used to it for the time being.

"From the memory fragments of these women, we can get information that the masked man with purple glasses should be the strongest guy in this temple. The third councilor who is honored as the King of the Night——Dis."

"But admiration is indeed the most distant emotion. There is no other information about these women except nympho."

Lin Sheng stood up helplessly. Recall the fragments in the memories of the scythe girls.