Nightmare’s Call

After many days of brilliance, the Holy Light's constant suppression and torture, the armor people have already fallen into an extremely weak state.

The alternating attack of liquid nitrogen and Lin Sheng's cold and heat also became the last straw to overwhelm the camel. The surface of the armored man's body gradually appeared cracks.

"Fortunately, this guy didn't know about the rest, and a little excited, he rushed out against the temple light ..."

Lin Sheng was glad.

If he replaced it with himself, there would be no suppression by the temple, for fear that dozens of them would only become cannon fodder.

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

Uh ...

The armor man finally made a weak howl, and reached out to Lin Sheng with difficulty.

Huh! !!

He fell heavily to the ground, and the dark red energy of his body was already under the suppression of the Holy Light and disappeared. The armor was also full of scars and cracks.

But what puzzled Lin Sheng was that there were countless black fumes in the surrounding air. They were like life, trying to continuously penetrate into the armored man's body.

But every time a certain amount of black smoke infiltrates the armored person's body, he will move forward, stimulating the temple to emit divine power, purifying the black smoke in his body.

This behavior is like asking for death ...

Click ...

Cracks continued to spread and began to spread throughout the armored man's body. Consecutive days of continuous consumption, he finally reached the level of exhaustion.

After a while, the armored man was completely motionless and his body began to melt slowly.

Silently and silently, the armored man's entire body, together with the weapon, turned into a pool of black-red viscous liquid.

The liquid evaporates rapidly, and it turns into countless black lines in a blink of an eye, condenses into one, and rushes to Lin Sheng quickly.

Before Lin Sheng had time to react, he felt a tightness in his chest. The head was as painful as being hit by a heavy hammer.

Every image memory poured into his mind ...

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

"I can't be wrong! The Rioman family is one of the five oldest families in Black Feather City, and our clan can be traced back to the age of the King of the Rock Dragon thousands of years ago! century!

And now, you! A templar knight, dare to question my decision? ? ? "

"That was not what I meant...."

"Now, get out!" The King of Steel, sitting on the precious piano chair, lowered his jaw coldly.

"King of Steel, I saw that man planted a powerful weird plant that I couldn't understand! That kind of breath will never be acceptable to souls ..."

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

Two heavily armored soldiers rushed into the door, holding Anselia to the left and right, dragging them out.

"You will regret it!" Anselia took a deep breath.

"Remorse?" The King of Steel crossed his hands, looking cold, "All the consequences! I'll take it!"

Anselia gave him a deep look, without the guards shoving, and turned to leave quickly.

Lin Sheng stood aside, his body seemed to be illusory, watching the scene in front of him.

The King of Steel is the armored man. The gray-haired old man was stubborn like never before. He was not only stubborn, but also selfish, bossy, and condescending.

Anseria's lobbying was seen by him as indistinguishable.

Lin Sheng glanced at the direction of Anselia's departure. He had previously obtained the gray seal of the shelter, which he obtained from the Templar, who was known as the light of hope.

Huh! !!

Suddenly the picture flickered, and everything around changed rapidly.

The sky's dark mist rolled like a thundercloud, cascading downwards.

The entire city of Black Feather seems to be isolated in an isolated island in the black sea, helpless, fearful, flustered, confused.

Countless townspeople looked up and looked at the sky that was slowly pressing down.

The King of Steel stood high on the city wall, and a group of soldiers stared at the gradually falling black clouds. Without saying a word.

"Chairman! No great knight Colred!"

"President, there's no one over the Assassin Guild! No more time!"

"A lot of hallucinogenic black fog appears on the wasteland outside! We are surrounded!"

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

"The adults in the city are almost gone! President, let's go! Here we come to block it !!"

The blood armor of a famous warrior guild rushed to the city wall one by one. They were covered with blood, and their skin was gradually showing dark spots, which was a sign of contamination by black mist.

The King of Steel turned silently, went down the wall, and quickly returned to the inside of the soldiers' guild.

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

A blood armour came forward.

"Anselya, 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 the other man's original white skin also climbed into dark spots of various sizes.

But blood armor's face did not move at all. As if nothing had 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 we have been sent to the northern gap by our instructions." Blood armor answered lowly.

The King of Steel was silent.

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

"You guys, hate me?" He whispered.

"Blood armor is always your strongest sword and shield !!!" The elite blood armors in the hall did not look at all moving, kneeling on one knee and drinking loudly.

"Please go, president, as long as you are still, the blood armor and the guild will always be there!" Radia, the lord of the blood armor elite, cried.

The dark spots on Radia's face had already taken up half of his face, and intense pain and hallucinations attacked his spirit all the time. But he didn't move at all.

The King of Steel stared calmly at the blood armor on the scene.

"I once told Anselia, I will bear all the consequences."

He slowly seated himself on the throne, and a stream of black liquid-like metal popped out with a clicking sound behind the seat.

These streams of metal quickly wrapped around him and turned into a large, burly, and even bloated, powerful armor.

"You are my swords and shields. In this world, there are no fighters who can live without their swords and shields."

"President ..." The blood armor eyes wavered.

"Remember when I personally wore the Blood Emblem for you?" The King of Steel's eyes softened.

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

Suddenly there was a roar from the streets outside, which seemed to be the roar of some kind of beast. The countless growls grew denser and closer.

The black mist outside the window slowly landed, almost touching the tallest minaret in Kurowa.

The light inside the guild quickly dimmed.

"Now." The King of Steel pressed his handrail and growled.

"Tell me, what are you guys !!!?"

"Burning Blood! Blood of Order !!! Shield of the Black Feathers !!!" All the elite blood armors stood up and shouted their weapons! !!

"Good." The King of Steel took a deep breath. "Then ... open it, **** chains."

‘The **** yoke ceremony begins. ’

A cold female voice sounded slowly in his ear.

Dark red cracks spread rapidly from all around the throne.

‘The blood of the Yan Dragon ignites the fire of the ceremony. ’

‘The absolute shackle barrier is open. ’

‘The barrier of will is open. ’

‘Life recognition is on. ’

‘The energy reserve pool opens. ’

‘Sweep the aliens and eliminate evil! The inhuman race will never be able to leave the city until it defeats you. The ceremony begins. ’

The King of Steel's hand holding the handrail became tighter and tighter. He already felt his soul was being ignited, and his blood power was being continuously injected into the ritual map.

His eyes seemed to be far through the wall, seeing Anselia who was fighting in blood and leading everyone to flee.

"Let ’s go, the farther the better ..."

call! !!

His body suddenly burned a dark red flame.

"President!" The blood armors underneath changed their faces and rushed to rescue them.

boom! !! !!

The guild door was smashed by huge force.

Every black painter rushed in, rushing to the blood armor that was on alert.

"I ... Burning Blood! Blood of Order! Black Feather Shield !!! Betting on the Rioman Family !!!"

The King of Steel roared suddenly, flying wildly with flames and shooting into all the blood armors. Bless them with strength and keep the final dignity of the soldiers.

"Come on! Beat me! Destroy me !!!"

He stood up and pulled out a huge tomahawk from behind. He welcomed a huge finger coming out of the gate.