Nightmare’s Call

"node?"

Lin Sheng picked up the book and continued to turn it back, but unfortunately, all the pages on the back were densely scribbled.

The dark red ink pen stroked large and thin lines on the pages of the book, faintly as if you could see a sharp smile of sharp spirits.

Lin Sheng glanced at the books on the ground, picked up another one from the ground, and opened it for inspection.

This time it was a book of travels. The owner of the book first wrote about the customs and customs around Kurowa, but it didn't take long before the handwriting became messy and weird.

Sentences like Mengyin slang started to appear frequently.

This is followed by the third and fourth.

Lin Sheng picked up a book and checked it all.

In order not to miss the possible mystical knowledge, he is highly cautious about any book.

There will never be any omissions.

After all, what he gains most from his dreams is knowledge. Most of everything else can't be taken out.

After looking through all the books on the ground, the time for dreaming is almost over.

In the sound of the ticking second hand, Lin Sheng slowly exited the dream.

Take a break, and when he opened his eyes, the bedroom was already bright.

"Did you sleep until dawn? Rare."

He rarely slept so well until dawn, and since he realized that he had nightmares, he has been wandering between frequent sleep and waking.

The others in the bedroom were gone, and it was estimated that they had gone to class.

Lin Sheng didn't care, picked up the alarm clock next to the pillow and glanced: 9:12.

It's far more than class time.

The content of the class has been completed by himself for a long time, even for serious dynasties and required essay indicators. He has also written it and sent it to some core journals.

These things are hard things needed only after graduation, but he has already arranged them in advance and is almost done.

"It's still early. Let's play the piano and meditate for a while." Lin Sheng belongs to those who earn a little time and practice seriously.

He's not afraid of being bored, he's just afraid of not having a goal.

Now, his actual combat power has reached level 5, but the level of Holy Power is only level 4.

If the Holy Power can be improved by one level, then his overall combat ability will be improved.

Because of the fourth-level and fifth-level sacred power, there is a big gap between the total.

The fourth-level Holy Power can use this talent divine ability to detect evil three times in a day.

The fifth-level Holy Power can be used five times.

The fourth-level Holy Power has only the basic ability to heal and increase, but the fifth-level Holy Power begins to have overbearing exclusion.

Although there is only a slight repulsiveness, this level of Holy Power will have a very strong repulsive force against all other negative energies. And it will gradually improve life extension.

So even in the city of black feathers, although the third-level fighters are extraordinary, they belong to the elite level.

But the five-level level is the level that the entire Black Feather City can really face up to.

A fifth-level professional, life expectancy is nearly half longer than the average person.

In Black Plume City, the average person can live a hundred years, while the fifth-level professional can live at least 150 years.

This also led to the fact that those who can really accumulate in the Black Feather City, master the right to speak, and master the various positions of the backbone, are mostly strong at levels five and above.

It also led to the phenomenon that the higher the nobility, the stronger their strength.

Lin Sheng played for a while, but Lin Sheng felt something wrong.

There was no problem when he summoned Kadula before. Especially in the digestion of the soul, Kadula had left him with few after-effects.

At that time, he only solved the problem of digestion of the soul by using ordinary meditation gray marks. It's no different than ordinary summoning soldiers.

But this time, it seems a little different.

The King of Steel is very strong. Kadula's strength has been able to see the upper limit, that is, the five-wing level of the Tower of Heaven.

According to Lin Sheng's calculations and speculations, when converted, a single wing is equivalent to Heiyucheng III.

After that, there is a high probability that the two wings are equivalent to four or five levels, and the three wings are equivalent to six or seven levels. Four wings are equivalent to eight or nine.

The five wings are equivalent to black feather city ten to eleven.

Because in the memory of the King of Steel, he is the eleventh-level warrior of Black Feather City. Although it was just before the death. But he has the blood of Yanlong himself, and his combat power has to be increased by a lot.

His blood density is far higher than Lin Sheng, even Lin Sheng himself can fight the enemy one level higher. Not to mention the King of Steel.

He has a high probability of eleven or twelve or even thirteen. No wonder he can also sit in the Senator in Kuroba.

As for the future, Lin Sheng didn't know. Without specific reference, he couldn't give comparative data.

Five wings, black feather city ten to eleven, this is the limit of Kadura.

But the King of Steel could drive away even the Six Wings. As one of the members of the Black Feather City, his power was definitely not fully demonstrated.

Therefore, his soul digested, Lin Sheng has not solved it till now.

"It's too slow. If you follow this pace, don't try to digest it completely for a few more years.

Can't digest the soul, I don't even dare to continue hunting monsters. Don't even think about breaking through to the fifth level of Sanli. "

After Lin Sheng played the piano, he found that the soul of the King of Steel in the soul only melted a little.

My heart suddenly became agitated.

"If I can completely digest the soul of the King of Steel, I will definitely be able to easily break through the fifth level of Shengli. At that time, my comprehensive strength will definitely be improved to reach level six.

In the dream, only with my own strength, the benefits of the improvement of the Holy Power are too great ... "

Lin Sheng put down the blood-blue harp in his hand and fell into thought.

How can I solve this trouble.

Toot ...

Suddenly a short whistle sounded from the quilt.

Lin Sheng reached out and touched in the quilt, and found a mobile phone like a small black metal block.

Opening the flip of the phone, he pressed the answer button.

"Hey?"

"Teacher, most of it has been handled here, it's just the Jayne family ..." It was Adolph's phone.

Since the last manor disaster, he decisively bought a satellite phone handset for his teacher Lin Sheng.

This thing is at the request of Lin Sheng, there is no entertainment function, only extremely powerful endurance and signal capabilities.

It must be guaranteed that in any case, the communication effect can be guaranteed at the first time.

"What happened to the Jayne family? Someone is asking for trouble?" Lin Sheng did not conceal his identity as the owner of the temple.

According to his words, it is that he is the main owner of the small sanctuary here, and the main hall behind.

He and his teacher used to be members of an organization called Tekken Club, but now he has changed jobs. Converted to the Holy Light.

Adolf was convinced.

"I'm not asking for trouble." Adolph whispered over the phone. "It's from the government. I want to talk to you."

"No problem. Let them come to Yinglu Academy." Lin Sheng said lightly.

"Yes."

The call is disconnected.

Lin Sheng packed his things, put on a pair of mental shorts, and tore his hair freely. They left the dormitory and walked out of the school gate.

He didn't go to the teaching building to take a class. Now he can't go too late. The class has finished for a while.

He went directly outside the school, sat down in the cafe last time, and waited quietly for someone to come.