Nightmare’s Call

The highest body of white paper-Yuechi.

In the vast white space.

There is no sky, no land, there is only a huge floating city hanging in the middle of the space.

The city is overlooked from top to bottom, like a huge circular pool with seven purple-red streamers in the middle, slowly turning.

Seven streamers encircle the middle point of a black light vortex, continuously releasing a huge amount of unbelievable evil power. The repression seals some kind of force field.

At this point, one of the purple streamers was in the middle.

A tall man wearing a moon-white half body armor was walking slowly towards the center.

"Asem, what are you doing here? You are no longer a member of Yuechi!"

A strong woman with the same moon white half body armor stepped out from the round door that appeared on the white wall to block the man.

She stared at each other coldly, with complex emotions in her eyes.

"Mei Li, it's you ... yes, only you keep my induction ring, as long as I enter Yuechi, the first one I find must be you."

The man didn't care, smiled and stopped.

"What are you doing here? Answer me." The woman Mei Li had nothing in her hands, and a slender, spiky spine emerged, and the serpentine silk thread flew around the spike.

"I ... I came to convey a word from the Lord," the man Asam calmly said.

"Your Lord ... !!" Mei Li's heart sank, her face changed slightly, and she seemed to think of something.

"Do you say ... the rumor is true? You really, joined the Seven Locks Tower?"

Asamu didn't answer any more, but raised his arm and waved gently.

Alas.

A black line flew out and nailed it to the white wall.

"This is an announcement. Either you, the heaven tower, or the flames of hell. This announcement is the same. The Lord, all things to do are in it."

"What do you guys do? Warn in advance?" A white-haired figure automatically appeared behind Asem, standing on the aisle.

"You can take it as a warning," Asem said lightly. "A lot of things, you guys, heaven tower, but the Seven Locks Tower doesn't want to delve into it. Otherwise ..."

"Miyue can try again, there can be a March battle, there can be a second time!" The white-haired figure chilled.

"March of March ... huh, huh." Asem said nothing. Ninety years ago, in the March battle, the Lord retreated and was seriously injured.

The Seven Lock Towers have very few injuries.

Need to say who wins?

On the surface, the Lost Alliance has won, but what happened?

"So do it for yourself."

Asam's body slowly shattered, turning into numerous fragments, cracking like a mirror, falling, and disappearing.

Mei Li and the old man stared at the place where he left without a word for a long time.

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"The storm is coming again ..." Umandila sighed, rubbed the letter in his hand gently, and disappeared into countless black and gray.

"What is the resolution of Yuechi? The Seven Lock Tower has changed again. Now the Heaven Tower is ambitious, and the flames of Hell stand still.

Whether the Lost Alliance can be reorganized or not is unknown ... "He turned to look at his old friend Frondiman behind him.

Frondiman is a rather old-fashioned scholar. He is also a top professor of the Department of Corrosion with a high academic achievement throughout the white paper.

Corrosion, violence, psychedelicism, and corrosion are ranked first among the three major evil energy systems. Its degree of complexity and change are far more than others.

It's not that Flemishman has achieved what he is today.

It was because he had participated in that world war that changed the world.

"It is not a day or two to suppress the Kuroshio in the three mysteries. Even if Miyue really recovers, it is not possible to fully operate. Otherwise, it will be all at the same time."

Frondiman is relatively optimistic.

"Seven lock towers are our old opponents. They are located on the bright side. In fact, it is fine. In fact, I am more worried about the terrorist organizations that frequently appear. By then, I am afraid it will be more chaotic.

Umandila nodded.

"True religion, don't teach religion, Wanen religion. The three sects have the worst influence. We have been under siege many times, but they are too hidden to be eradicated."

"The principals also mentioned in their last meeting, hoping to clear the territory of Miga once more. But the induction of Horcruxes is too troublesome," Frondiman said.

"I'm afraid it's not trouble? Every time the siege is reported, the intelligence of this level can be reported to people ..."

"Careful!" Frondiman slightly changed color, interrupting his friend.

The two remained silent for a while, but after all, they started to talk.

"Stop that, who are you going to take at this regular school meeting?" Freddie Man whispered.

"I have only two disciples," Umandila said without hesitation.

"Is that the freshman named Lin Sheng? I heard that his initial awakening has reached more than five hundred? He is also a top genius ..." Frundiman was amazed.

"In fact, there are not many. Over 500 years, there are still many new students who can reach it. Nothing is nothing."

Umandila waved modestly. My heart is so uncomfortable.

"Ha ha." Fren sneered, too lazy to watch the old-fashion show.

He stood up, walked to the castle window, and looked down.

On the school ground, there are students in a corner, watching the two men fighting on the field.

Margaret was holding a fine sword, and each strike was like lightning, stabbing to the opposite side like a storm.

Standing on the opposite side of her was Lin Sheng who was mentioned by the two talents just now.

Lin Sheng only defended, and a green crystal appeared beside him, blocking Margaret's attack accurately.

After a while, the two's wicked energy ‘drained’ and bowed to the end.

"Sister Xue is strong, Lin Shenggan bows down, and my evil energy is almost unable to keep up." Lin Sheng said, panting.

"Lin Sheng Xuedi is the only freshman this year, and he can show such strength. It is indeed the first talent in this freshman!"

Margaret's ‘Sweat Sweat’.

The two touted each other, business arrogance, and between each other, there was a faint sympathy.

Both sides can actually see each other's hidden strength, but both have absolute confidence in their hidden cards.

So that's what happened right now.

The trainees around them applauded, and the attitude and strength of the two just after the fight still remained in their eyes, and they were shocked.

Lin Sheng went out a few days ago, looking for a new stronghold of Wan En religion, but did not expect that the speed of this sect's stronghold is simply amazing.

The stronghold information in the memory found four in a row.

This made Lin Sheng regretful, and could only return to the castle of the soul to continue his cultivation.

Without more soul power consumption, he now has a steady increase in Fel Power, but his blood has stagnated.

Fortunately, the dragon blood is stable, and the ratio is about 30%. Shengli also successfully broke through to level nine. Fel energy slowly broke through to the three-wing limit.

According to the standard, the three-wing level is 2,000 to 20,000, and the value between them has a huge span.

Lin Sheng's evil energy, while transforming the body and nourishing the soul, also received some benefits. Now stuck at a level of more than 18,000.