Summoner of Nightmares

114. Chapter 114

Chapter 114

Well…

Lin Sheng felt a lot of confusing memories in his head.

Unlike the previous two dreams, the memory absorbed was entirely unexpected.

The picture is messy, the sound's messy, and hardly see what kind of image information is. All memories are like a broken fuel barrel, messy and disorderly, which can't be identified.

The only little complete memory is a vague concept. The idea, it seems, is the only one in the heart of the man who still insists on it.

It's like chaos in the ocean, the only last land without sinking. It represents the last point of order.

Lin Sheng carefully screened this idea out, and the rest were worthless and completely ignored.

This is the only thing left of it, and it's a piece of information.

‘Find the three rd-layer dungeons, and Xig left behind the devil.

Only by extracting Primordial bloodline's severance from any creature can the bleeding of chaos on my body be removed.

That's the only way to make me live… ’

That's the only thing left in this idea. The rest became chaotic Marcek.

“Xig?”Lin Sheng came back from his memory and read that name.

It seems to be just a sound.

the man's memory is just an idea, no specific language language. So he understands.

But the other portraits can't talk.

This dream does not seem to be used in Ancient Rennes language. It's the other kind of language he never touched.

At this point, the bodies of the robes are on the corner of the wall, the body is halfway down and dead.

Lin Sheng searched him a few times before. Find a silver key, a glass bottle of silver powder, and a vague scroll.

“In this guy's impression, this device appears to be able to divulge directly from any presence, directly from its Primordial bloodline, into pure bloodline crystals. It seems to be a good thing… ”

Lin Sheng picked up something, put everything back on the black bag on the robe, and then pulled it off directly and tied it on his own.

Kill the robe, Lin Sheng feels like he's draining a lot. Just take a break at the place.

A moment later, he got up and went on the way.

A team of three heavy armoured soldiers will soon appear.

Lin Sheng said that the three heavy armoured soldiers would be resolved by taking the lead and taking the previous photographs.

This time he finally absorbed the soul of a soldier.

Most of them are chaos in the minds of the soldier, and only a little bit of memory is hardly clear.

From this memory, Lin Sheng hardly knows, and this place is called the Elysical Prison.

One day, there was a powerful court clerk named Xig who suddenly showed up here, and he brought a powerful magic position called "Separation".

Such a device can be used to deprive the prisoner of all ancient bloodline for him.

These soldiers were ordered by the superior to cooperate with Operation Xig's pawns.

Since it does not apply to any language language known to Lin Sheng here, he is very hard to distinguish between memory information.

And in the memory of this soldier, those jurists call themselves the power they manipulate, not the force of law, but the force of decay.

“This place… force of decay…”

Lin Sheng took a break, changed the sword and went on.

The dungeon passage goes down.

Every distance, there will be a slope.

The slopes go down and naturally let Lin Sheng go deeper.

The archaeological passage seems to have not ended.

Keep walking.

Lin Sheng soon met another crumbling heavy soldier. Once it is resolved lightly, nothing will ever happen again.

And as he keeps going down, the ashes in the air are getting stronger.

The first fog was small, and he could also see all around beyond ten meters.

But as Lin Sheng can see, the distance is rapidly shrinking to eight meters, seven meters, five meters, four meters…

Continued downward, the repetition of almost the same landscape has left Lin Sheng mentally impaired.

I don't know how long he's gone, just when he's about to think he should wake up and leave the dream.

Bang.

A heavy footsteps are coming from the right front.

Lin Sheng, hold your sword, stop your feet, hold your feet and look forward.

In the thick fog, in the archaeological corridor, slow down a huge fatty of up to two metres.

This fatty is on top, black skin muscles, tattooed a path of black tiger tattoos.

He's got his head, his arms are black, and he's got black, and he's got a steep metal glove.

As soon as Lin Sheng is seen, fatty stepped up his feet and made a lowly yelling that represents anger.

He walked four metres ahead of Lin Sheng, took a deep breath and sprayed his mouth outside.

hu!

A bunch of extreme flames came out of his mouth.

The great flames almost burn the entire corridor.

Lin Sheng raised the shield and died in front of him.

Under the umbrella, the red flame hit the wooden shield and was spilled back into a circle and spread towards four sides.

The fire lasted about three seconds before it stopped.

As soon as it stops, Lin Sheng quickly starts the assault, and the whole man walks in a row, crossing the four-metre distance, hitting the fatty stomach.

bang!

The giant power was struck by Lin Sheng, and he almost didn't grab the wooden shield and sat down the ground.

The weapon hit each other's stomach, and he was shocked!

I can't imagine Lin Sheng standing steadily, and death will be cut to the bottom of the wooden shield.

Next second, a great deal fell on the wooden shield.

bang!

fatty goes up, hands tied up, crazy punches smashed on the wooden shield.

The forces of the great atrocities were instrumental in blowing the wooden shield out of a deep crack.

Lin Sheng in the back of the shield, the mouth of the nose was all blown out of blood.

He was so dizzy and hardly able to stabilize his condition, in the body Saint Force's emergency operation, and began to recover his physical injuries.

But the wounds were stable, and the lost precursor could not be recovered.

fatty's hands are fast, powerful, one skin is like a top hard-work, tenacious, not afraid of sword chopping.

Lin Sheng and he had a few tricks, and several swords had been gravely stabbed on his stomach, but it didn't work at all.

Huh!

Lin Sheng's reflex tried to use Peripheral Chop to get fatty himself hit by his own strength.

Unfortunately, the quality of the heavy sword is not strong enough to be broken on the first floor of the borrowed power.

One mistake, one step wrong.

Lin Sheng, one that didn't hide, was crushed by fatty's heavy fist on the chest.

bang!

He sprayed blood in his mouth, his chest was stuck, and the whole man threw out, fell down the ground and couldn't rise again.

“Great…"He hasn't been so badly injured for a long time.

This fatty is very powerful, at least at the 3rd Level Warrior level.

And a flame spray was very strong, and the area was killed, and no single attack was broken.

The theory, the other side is too much stronger than him, and this time it's not just a simple fight to lose.

fatty's skin muscle tenacious, sword wounds, more trouble.

Lin Sheng barely uplifted his body, and he didn't wait for him to roll and hide, and there was a flame in front of his eyes.

And the burning flame drowned him completely.

In high temperatures, Lin Sheng's body is rapidly carbon sequestrated, black, sophisticated.

hu!

A big hand stretched out of the flame, a man grabbed his head, and a crush.

kächā.

Lin Sheng's head, like a bottle cap, was screwed up on the spot.

(This chapter is over)