Nightmare's Call

Lin Sheng didn't expect Jinsui to have this side.

"Have you forgotten who I am?" He smiled and walked to the only prison window, looking at the rigid white wall outside.

"You framed my uncle, planted the blame, and now you deserve the crime. You are about to be sentenced to death. I just came to inform you of this."

Princess Jinsui was surprised, and then fell silent.

After being silent for a long time, she seemed to think of something, seemed to understand something, instead of revealing guilt and remorse, she became more and more awe-inspiring.

"Yes, I framed and framed Ken Hart, I resold equipment privately, and I did a lot of bad things.

But so what! ?

I am of royal blood! I am of royal blood in the legitimate heir to the Portman kingdom. I still have a trace of the divinity of a guardian of the royal family!

If you want to try me, you must report to the noble court! Royal court, otherwise, you will wait for the royal family to be held accountable, the temple will attack, and you will be blamed by the entire noble circle!

Of course, if you let me go in time now and help me escape from here, I can consider forgiving your crimes in the future, and I will also give you an unimaginable wealth!

After all, apart from relying on the organization behind you, you don't get much benefit yourself, right? "

Looking at her, Lin Sheng suddenly felt a little dispirited. He even killed the legend. Could it be that this guy still thinks he dare not kill her?

With such an IQ, how did she fight Uncle Kenhart for so long?

Or is it because Woodyer is too partial to maintain this balance?

Forget it, he didn't bother to think about it.

"Ah, so you are of the blood of the royal family. You still have divinity? It's amazing, it's amazing."

Lin Sheng applauded lightly, with a gentle smile on his face.

"But I killed your father.

I want to kill you now.

So, can you still forgive me? "

Princess Jinsui was taken aback for a moment, as if she couldn't react to the change in Lin Sheng's tone.

"you!?"

"Well, just for a test."

Lin Sheng pointed.

Whoosh! !

In an instant, everyone in the room, including Jin Sui, was twisted and converged by an invisible vortex.

Their expressions became extremely frightened, their bodies bent and deformed like plasticine, and then they were quickly sucked into the vortex, forming a light black-gray ball and falling into his hands.

Lin Sheng planned to give it a try and extract a trace of divinity from Princess Jinsui. Might be able to use it to deduce something useful.

The underground palace of the Guangming Society.

Lin Sheng was dressed in pure white armor, sitting in the newly built underground palace hall.

With his hands, he gently smeared wonderful characters on the ground one after another.

These characters and symbols are constantly turning into streamers, into various colors, blending into the ground of the underground palace, and turning into a part of the defense here.

"The gods are already watching me."

Lin Sheng could feel that many planes were eroded because of the crystallization he emitted, and at the same time, he shot and killed the legendary Woodyer before.

Both actions attracted the attention of the temple, and at the same time, the world's prophecy abilities and spells seemed to be quite developed.

Through the perception of the main body, he has already noticed that someone is trying to observe him from the level of the long river of time, but he is blocked by the main body.

"The imprint of the true spirit that I left here has already taken shape, as long as the legend of the Guangming Society continues to spread.

As long as there are traces of me on the land of the Portman Kingdom.

Then no one can stop me from getting feedback from the true spirit continuously. "

Lin Sheng's face was calm and deep.

"The true spirit has turned from fiction to reality, and I have left legends belonging to the Mafaria of the Illuminati. My reputation has spread through the legends.

widely circulated by the public. The holy place I left behind will let countless planes forever remember the reputation of Mafaria.

Therefore, according to calculations, even if I temporarily withdraw all the true spirits here, the traces I left in this world will start from scratch and replenish the amount of true spirits I have drawn.

In this way, it is like inserting a blood vessel into this world. I can continuously draw the true spirit blood of this world through this true spirit imprint. "

Lin Sheng suddenly thought of the Kuroshio.

This feeling

If the Kuroshio is also a man-made natural disaster for the purpose of extracting the true spirit

He was suddenly startled by the thought that came to him.

Every world is like a vegetable field that can be regenerated. The Kuroshio does not kill the vegetable field at one time. Most of the time, it slowly pressurizes the world, forcing the world to burst into more potential. Then slowly draw blood until the world completely withers.

Isn't such an action equivalent to the extreme enhanced version of what he is doing at this time?

"If Kuroshio, that's really the case." His heart became more and more awe-inspiring.

No longer thinking about it, Lin Sheng put aside his thoughts, the most important thing for him now is to go back first, and check the changes and influences of the true spirit on himself.

He closed his eyes and sat on the ground, adjusting his state.

At the same time, the holy shadow began to mobilize energy and mana, and the operation opened the mysterious gap connected with the main body.

At this moment, without any other observers around, Lin Sheng can completely release his power at this time without any scruples.

Purely without relying on the talents and bloodline abilities gathered in his body, he really only has eight levels of mana.

Huge but not exaggerated pure mana, like a stream, surrounds him, accompanied by the manipulation of the holy shadow, outlines a model of extremely delicate and terrifying spells.

Various energy systems in the air are attracted and absorbed into this model one after another.

hiss.

In the air, in the void, a tiny gap was slowly torn open.

An incomparably pure and bright light shines through the gap.

A huge armored figure sitting in a gorgeous palace is looking at the world from a distance through the gap.

Just when the gaze of that figure fell on this gap, the true spirit hidden in Lin Sheng's body was immediately swept away like a giant whale siphon, and quickly rushed into the gap and disappeared.

Lin Sheng's main consciousness also flew into the gap and quickly returned to his body.

Holy Spirit Palace.

Lin Sheng propped up the helmet with his hands, quietly watching the gap between the closing worlds slowly shrinking.

The main consciousness just came back from the arcane world, and he hasn't fully adapted yet.

After spending so many years there, the countless white and delicate patterns of the Holy Spirit Palace made him feel inexplicably unreal.

He reached out and gently touched the relief on the seat.

Cold, hard, and with a hint of hidden toughness.

The relief is carved with a huge bat-like monster, but the ferocious face shows a devout prayer expression in contrast.

"Let me take a look at the effect of the spirit separation ceremony."

When he came back to his senses, Lin Sheng focused most of his attention on the large number of new true spirits he had just absorbed.

He could feel that there was a mysterious invisible and intangible force that was slowly transforming something inside his body and soul.

Some kind of wonderful change is taking place in his body and soul.

This change made him vaguely aware that he seemed to be able to accommodate more soul power and enhance more physical strength in the future.

This is an essential broadening.