Nightmare’s Call

"There are too many people coming in Shumington lately. The dragons and snakes are mixed, and it is not clear which ones are directed at me." Adolf continued.

"There is also a serious shortage of manpower on the Superfat team, and there is no time to control it. People do not steal or steal, as long as they do not commit crimes and do not act, they must be considered good.

"Forget it, I'll take care of it." Lin Sheng just planned to clean up Shu Mington's eyeliner completely.

Soon, the traffic jams in front gradually eased. The car moved forward slowly.

Part of Lin Sheng's consciousness jumped directly to the Thunder Monster on the Temple Mount. He controlled Thunder Monster to walk into the hall of the temple.

The prayer table has accumulated a lot of divine power these days. The thunder monster, wearing a thick cloak, covering his whole body, stood in front of the prayer table and said nothing.

Although the people praying below are curious, no one dares to question the actions of the people inside the temple.

The consciousness of the thunder monster floated, and because the soul was divided into three divine powers, it slowly popped out and contacted the temple control platform on the prayer table.

‘Welcome to you, Dear Lord Lin Sheng. ’

After a soft and familiar female voice.

Lin Sheng's eyes emerged from the entire sand table model of the Temple Mount.

Following the model are the parameters.

‘Shadow Temple:

The house owner Lin Sheng.

Holy power: 207 units.

Divine Art: Weak level of spiritual purification.

Scope: One ring. ’

"It's still a long way to improve to obtain new divine magic, but it is convenient to use this to see the situation on the Temple Mount."

Lin Sheng stared at the virtual sand table model in front of him.

The top clearly shows that all characters with incompatible breath and sanctification are small red dots.

At this moment, there are two small red dots around the Temple of Shadows.

Lin Sheng glanced at him for a moment.

"Okay, are all infiltrating the temple?"

He does not doubt the accuracy of this display.

After carefully comparing the red dots and identifying the corresponding person, Lin Sheng contacted the dungeon soldiers stationed on the mountain with his heart.

At the same time, inform the temple that Khadura is training others. Work together.

Everything went well.

Kadula, who is holding a whip to supervise the training of the trainees, received news that he did not even look at all.

It's just that her attention has been focused on a few people in the crowd.

A group of trainees are doing routine weight-bearing laps, sweating and panting one by one.

"Erie, Frank, Buddy. The three are out of line. Come with me."

Suddenly, Khadura's voice was cold and quickly spread throughout the training ground.

A group of three students was called out by Khadul for unknown reasons and walked to the small temple on the side.

After a while, the three came out again and returned to the queue.

"Jack, Lin Huizhi, Chen Qun, go out."

The second group was called.

Then quickly enter the small temple.

After a while, the second group also returned and returned to the team.

Kadula mixed a group of normal students, called out the spies, took them directly, replaced them with her substitutes, disguised, and continued training.

This kind of replacement was unaware of the ghost, and she quickly took down a few red dots on the Temple Mount. Imprisoned.

After being questioned, Khadola received specific information.

Then she turned straight into a small room near the temple, and it didn't take long for the mountain of the temple to begin to descend continuously.

Strangers who are strong or weak, and worst are single-winged, are constantly pouring out of this small room.

They seem to have a variety of looks, identities, and expressions.

But all these people have one thing in common: their arms are all white and flawless, without a trace of blood.

In a few moments, hundreds of people came down from the Temple Mount and flowed into the surroundings, just like the current, and naturally merged into Shumington without waves.

All these people began to organize the extraordinary statistics of the entire Shumington.

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Huh!

The two men and women who were sitting up from the bed, naked, looked at the people who entered the door with a blank expression.

There is no nonsense. When the person entering the door was wearing silver armor, the men and women said nothing, pulled a towel to cover the body, and turned and ran.

They are agile, decisive, and naturally disperse when moving, running away in two directions. Obviously after long training.

But it didn't take long for two black smoke to flow out of the corresponding windows, wrapping them up exactly.

puff!

Before long, the sound of a tiny sharp blade stabbing into the flesh came from the hotel room.

"Solved. Thirteenth place." A pale hotel waiter dressed up a woman and walked out of the door, looking calm.

"This organization called Deer Blood is really good. It sent more than 30 people in one breath. It seems that it is necessary to obtain the destiny secret treasure." The woman smiled.

"The power of the temple is the general trend, unstoppable." The silver armored dungeon soldiers leading the team answered lowly and walked out of the room.

"Next is an organization called the Eye of Heaven. This is not an ordinary character who wants to come in and get a share of it." The waitress explained with a smile.

"Of the people that Eye of Heaven brought in the team this time, the captain was a bald black man named Marcus. The strength is very strong."

"It doesn't matter. Let's go." The dungeon soldiers stopped talking nonsense, and strode away.

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night.

Everywhere, killings, fighting and evictions erupted.

Uh ...

In the shattering footsteps, several shadows rushed quickly between the buildings.

The night was dark and there was no moonlight, and even these people's body contours were submerged into the dark night. Cannot be distinguished.

"People in the blood grave, don't hurry to go now. It's better to go to the Temple Mount as a guest. The owner of our temple is always a hospitable person."

The black smoke quickly condensed and turned into a human form around a few people, faintly enclosing them in the middle.

"It's just you. Just want to stop us?" One of the besieged men spoke coldly.

"How do you know without trying?" In the black smoke, a tall man with pale arms quickly gathered.

The besieged man sneered, his hands suddenly glowed red, and his shape rushed towards the tall man.

They are not a large number of small organizations and small forces that have been wiped out these days.

The blood grave, even in the whole world, is an out-of-the-ordinary behemoth. It is the top fifty killer organizations in the underground world.

Although found now, the killer of the blood grave has never been afraid to reveal his identity. They are equally good at head-on combat.

But the besieged man just rushed to half, and suddenly a bitter chill flashed in his heart.

He said nothing, hurriedly turned sideways, and bounced to the left with all his strength.

Huh! !!

Two pale arms bounced off the ground in the night, and scratched the clothes on his chest. Almost opened it up.

"It's a killer with a thousand hands! Withdraw!" The besieged man shouted, the red light on his hands spread out, turned into a pair of red wings, and he spread his wings severely behind him.

Wow, his speed has skyrocketed. Fleeing towards the distance.

Several other people reacted at the same time and quickly left in the distance.

They do things with money, not with their lives.