Nightmare’s Call

Early morning. Hengrui Karabaika District.

There are still people coming and going on the streets, and the crowds with rich nightlife are rushing, and no one wants to stay out in the early hours.

The scent of deep-fried meat was permeated in the cold air. I don't know where the smell came from the fast food restaurant.

Lin Sheng tightened his windbreaker, covered his face under his hat, and walked quickly towards a ten-story-high building directly in front of him.

The top of the building is lit with huge neon lights, and a line of blue words flows slowly.

‘Happy tomorrow, hope today, forget yesterday. ’

On both sides of the floor, white searchlights were shot in the sky, and the sign lights of the Jiade large supermarket chain on the opposite side were reflected, and a light red was stained on the surface of the building.

Lin Sheng stretched out his right hand, felt the cold air outside with his fingertips, and immediately refreshed his spirit a little, soberly.

I just consumed my spare soul power, and all of it turned into the blood of the rock dragon that was boiling in my body. At this time, Lin Sheng hadn't eased from the state of boiling blood.

He looked up slightly and walked towards the locked entrance of the building.

A camera was pressed at the top right of the entrance, and a squeak sounded.

The camera suddenly broke and the surface flashed green.

Lin Sheng retracted the released fel yarn and pressed his hand against the closed high-strength glass door.

Click.

The door slowly opened to the sides, revealing the dark entrance inside.

Looking from the entrance, to the left of the lobby on the first floor, there is a row of elevators flashing red lights. On the right is an empty white help desk.

In the middle of the hall stood a circular pillar, a hole was hollowed out inside the pillar, and some black vase-like decorations were placed inside.

Hiss .. There are fine white leaflets on the ground rolled up by the wind.

Lin Sheng walked slowly into the glass door, glanced over the audience, and did not sense the strange person.

Instead of continuing to take the elevator, he exited the safe passage and walked up the stairwell.

Blood red weird symbols were painted everywhere on the stairwell walls.

Some are like scratches of random graffiti, some are letters, some are weird smiling faces, and cartoon monsters with abnormal sizes.

Under the green emergency night light, the traces on the wall were like writing with blood, a little embarrassing.

Lin Sheng stepped on the stairs and went up step by step.

The fluid handrails were even covered with rust, and there was a liquid on the ground that was unknown whether it was blood or paint.

According to those weird memories he absorbed, this building is the old nest of Wanen religion in this area.

So to get more soulpower, going straight here is the easiest way.

From his memory, Lin Sheng probably already has a good understanding of this building. He has a good idea of ​​the distribution of people and even the level of strength.

The integration of those weird memories has an unforgettable impression on everyone in this building.

In particular, the people here are completely unguarded against the weirdo, and they have nothing to hide in talking or chatting. Even let them float around.

Maybe they can't see the weirdo, or maybe they don't think the weirdo can leak. But no matter which one.

This makes it easier for Lin Sheng to understand the information. After all, no one can think of him. He can absorb a lot of weird soul memory fragments.

"Go check it."

Lin Sheng walked up slowly, and ordered to stand in front of the second-level security aisles.

Huh!

Black smoke blew by his side, condensing into a dungeon soldier.

"Yes."

The soldier bowed his head slightly, pulled out his sword and shield softly, and entered the second floor.

Lin Sheng paused slightly, and followed in.

"The first floor is for reception and camouflage. It's all ordinary people. Only from the second floor can it be regarded as a breeding layer. The place where shadow souls are raised ...

Lin Sheng slowly followed the dungeon soldiers. Several black smokes were emitted from the body.

The black smoke fell to the ground and turned into several dungeon soldiers, without saying a word.

"No, they can't see the weirdoes." Lin Sheng frowned suddenly. Looked up straight ahead.

There a young woman in a white dress was standing quietly in the corner, and two dungeon soldiers beside her ignored her and passed by.

The woman had long, smooth hair, a thin figure, and her hair covered most of her face. She could only see a pale pointed chin.

Lin Sheng's heart moved, and all the dungeon soldiers turned into a smoky form, a more hidden detective building.

He himself looked forward carefully.

Alas.

While passing by the woman, he didn't wait for the opponent to roar, and his right arm poked out like lightning, and pressed on his shoulder.

A bit of white light disappeared like an arc on the woman.

The woman spread out and turned into a gray light spot disappearing, leaving a trace of black line flying into Lin Sheng's chest.

Lin Sheng's face did not change color, and continued to search towards the rest of the floor.

This is the old nest of Wan En religion. According to the memory of strange people, there should be a large number of shadow souls being cultivated, and there are even special shadow soul monsters.

He walked all the way through several office areas in succession, although he also shot and killed a few weird people, but the number was far from his imagination.

No on the second floor, Lin Sheng continued to the third floor.

The third floor is also empty.

He immediately followed the fourth floor. Fifth floor ...

All the way up, Lin Sheng's strange people gradually increased, but just to the fifteenth floor.

There were only thirty or so weirdoes he destroyed.

The dungeon soldiers did not find any living people here, not even the guards on duty.

It was slowly dawning.

Lin Sheng reconciled, there were top down, and continued to start inspections.

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Lobby.

In the center column, there are eight black vase decorations. Just as Lin Sheng walked into the safe passage just a moment ago, the light was blue.

Strangely, in the dark hall, this blue light seems to be non-existent, and it does not illuminate the area around the vase at all.

Eight vases are like some kind of living thing, the pattern on the surface of the bottle flows slowly.

If someone can take a closer look with a magnifying glass, they can see that these patterns are actually composed of thousands of white villains.

These white villains, if someone zooms in again, they will find that each of them is wearing white clothes, his face is simply a large number of ordinary people missing in the city.

Some of these ordinary people have disappeared in recent years, while others have disappeared earlier.

Still others don't even know the origin, they seem to have been in these vases from the beginning.

Ninety percent of these white-haired villains from unknown origins.

They were expressionless, pale in skin, and lined in cape-like white.

Some people even have their hair styles long, long ago, and don't know who they were.

These massive white villains are like souls confined in a vase. They form white lines, and the lines form white eyes.

These eyes stared at Lin Sheng's direction of departure, and the corners of his eyes slightly bent, slowly spreading silently and restoring the original state.