Nightmare's Call

The gloomy black wind kept sweeping across the barren vast plain, rolling up large black particles like smoke and dust.

Raised grave mounds and tombstones littered the land. The dry and dead trees bared their teeth and claws, like a newborn evil spirit, ferocious and terrifying.

Bang, bang.

Lin Sheng's tall body walked slowly on this land.

This is the twenty-fourth world that he traveled all the way to trace the source of the Kuroshio.

Arriving here, the fog concentration of the Kuroshio has become so thick that no living things can survive here.

Even the Kuroshio monster is no longer seen.

The air is full of dense black smoke.

Lin Sheng was wearing a white cloak, and his shoulders were fixed with golden shoulder armor, covering his whole body.

Wearing a fully enclosed god armor helmet on his head, the golden human face mask looks cold and ruthless, sacred and solemn.

His helmet is made of a crown, carved with countless delicate patterns and decorations. It makes people feel strong deterrence and glaring at a glance.

Deterrence, this means that Lin Sheng is fighting against the erosion of the surrounding black tide all the time.

"It's really spectacular. Even if it's at the level of the Lord of Light, it won't take a second to be eroded into a true god-level monster and become part of the Kuroshio."

"It's impossible that even the monster won't have a chance to become. He will be dismembered and turned into dust, and become a new pile of graves here."

Lin Sheng glanced at the tombstone at his feet, and slowly continued to move forward.

After arriving in this world, he obviously felt that the whole world had shrunk too much.

This world is not so much a world as it is a space.

The concentration of the Kuroshio here is horribly high, but its volume is only one-third the size of the earth.

And it is still a standard round sky structure.

Since Lin Sheng condensed the Holy Kingdee, he started to explore the Kuroshio again.

Under the protection of the new powerful King Die, this time he finally took a few steps forward and came to this extremely dense world.

"There must be some kind of secret hidden here."

Lin Sheng had such a premonition.

His premonitions are generally more accurate.

And just as he thought, he felt that he had searched for this world for a long time, but he couldn't find any entrance to the next world.

It seems that this is the source of everything.

Lin Sheng looked up at the gray-black sky.

Countless black clouds disperse and gather, and the land is dead silent. Apart from him, there is no sign of any other biological activity.

I don't know how long I walked.

Suddenly he stopped.

On the ground in front of him was a pile of tattered clothes.

There are various sundries in the clothes.

This seems to be the last thing left by a strong man who strayed into this place.

Lin Sheng paused, then stepped forward and bent down to gently pick up the clothes.

The concentration of the Kuroshio fog here is too strong, so no matter what kind of magic ability is cast, it will be eroded and invalidated immediately.

The fog of the Kuroshio is the only energy element here.

After shaking his clothes casually, Lin Sheng took out a notebook with a dark gold cover from his pocket.

The notebook is small, about the size of a palm, and seems to be specially designed to be held in the hand for recording.

Gently flipping open the notebook, the words written on it were completely incomprehensible.

Even though Lin Sheng was proficient in many languages, he didn't understand the text in front of him at all.

But this is the only trace of human beings.

Lin Sheng put away the notebook casually and put it in his pocket.

Although there is no way to interpret it for the time being, let's take it back first.

Intuition told him that the secret hidden here might be the true origin and reason of the Kuroshio.

"This place... is nothing but graves. I followed the Kuroshio and stopped here. It might as well be called the source of death and silence."

Lin Sheng took a last look at this dead world.

He has been around here for a long time, and his perception has been maximized, but he still can't find the source of the Kuroshio here.

Only come again next time.

He was slightly disappointed, and with a swipe of his hand, a huge amount of divine power surged out, instantly opening the space to a regular portal.

Lin Sheng stepped in and disappeared through the door in a blink of an eye.

This trip was not without success.

At least he already knew that this place was not formed naturally.

Natural formation does not specifically build tombstones for dead creatures.

Not long after Lin Sheng left, less than half an hour.

The dead world trembled slightly, and another black crack slowly opened.

A blurred figure with a whole body in pitch black slowly walked out of the gap.

He couldn't see his appearance, nor his figure, only a dazzling blue vertical pupil, embedded in the middle of the man's back.

As soon as this person entered here, he suddenly sniffed the smell in the air.

"Who has been here!" He said in a low voice.

He made a weird sound like the hissing of insects, spreading and climbing along the space in all directions.

Just listening to this voice gives people a feeling of itching and numbness all over.

Soon, the man walked to the pile of robes that Lin Sheng had just picked up.

He looked down at the robe on the ground, as if thinking.

A long time ago, he couldn't remember how long it was.

He found this space.

There is a huge and unimaginable terrifying black mist power here. These black mist are like the accumulation of negative energy in the dimension of the universe.

They can corrode everything and destroy everything. Completely destroy all living things.

But he is an exception.

Yes.

He is the luckiest one among the countless creatures who came here.

His soul has extremely high immunity to the black mist here.

Although he can't stay here for a long time, it doesn't prevent him from peeking at the power of this space.

So, he tried his best and used various means. Finally, tens of thousands of years ago, a gap in this space was successfully pried open.

that day.

Countless black tides surged out, rushing into other worlds along that madness.

Countless worlds were destroyed by the scouring of the Kuroshio.

Innumerable dimensions, distorted, destroyed and reshaped in the scouring.

He was stunned at that time.

At that time, he respectfully called this world the Black Abyss of Origin. The semantic meaning is the origin of all dark forces.

He peeped at this power, studied the composition of this power continuously for countless years, and tried to control it.

But even though so many years have passed, apart from researching some of the characteristics and laws of the power of the black abyss, he has no way to master this terrifying power while possessing reason.

Frustrated, he returned to his own world.

But since then, he has found himself cursed by the world. Immortal and immortal, physically and mentally deformed, completely turned into a completely indescribable monster.

"Here. There are no wreckages. There are no new wreckages. Have new traitors appeared?"

His eyes widened in surprise and shock.

"A new character who can resist the power of the black abyss. Has it finally appeared? After so many years, I thought I was the only one who was a special case."

The power here is so huge and terrifying, and only those with true idiosyncrasies can enter here without dying here.