Nightmare’s Call

This dragon crystal was a special treasure that Lin Sheng had inadvertently obtained before. No matter how he lost it, he could not lose it. It will always appear in the most convenient position for Lin Shengshou.

"Unfortunately, if you can use a tool to cut this thing, you may know what secrets are hidden inside."

Lin Sheng recalled the process by which the piece of meat was formed into stone armor. If he could figure out the principle of that piece of meat, perhaps it would be more helpful to Long Jing's analysis.

He carefully removed the pieces of meat and placed them in a freezer. Then pack everything on the table.

"Time is almost up." Lin Sheng glanced at the black and white round clock hanging on the wall.

He walked out of the basement and felt his mental strength. In the yard not far away, two people were waiting quietly and quietly at the gate.

Two of them, one of them is margaret. The other is an old man with aging and weak skin and hair.

"Are you early?" Lin Sheng gazed back.

He didn't rush past the first time, but decided the next time, two minutes before the agreed time.

He first went to another room, changed the clothes he had prepared in advance, then summoned the magical dawn reload, and wrapped his body completely.

Dawn reloading this divine spell can hide the light shining state of the god, but it will reduce the recovery resistance by half.

But in this way, there is no beam of light constantly shining on the head, the entire armor is like a set of exquisite custom ancient armor, it just wraps the whole body.

"almost."

Lin Sheng reflected his image in the mirror.

In the mirror, there is a holy knight in silver and white body armor.

The surface of the heavy armor was smooth as a mirror without any scratches. Looks like some of the finest heavy alloys.

The heavy knight in the mirror was not only wrapped in hands and feet, but even the entire head was completely wrapped in the helmet.

There was only a trace of long black hair behind her. Scattered over the shoulder.

Lin Sheng was pleased to have pulled a pure white cloak from his side and buckled it on his shoulder. It was a huge golden sun like a spiked sphere.

Dressed in his cloak, he shook gently and stepped out of the room. The body flickered and suddenly disappeared.

This is too fast, causing the general human eye to be completely invisible, resulting in the phenomenon of visual transient shift.

Just a sprint jump, Lin Sheng crossed two houses and fell into the courtyard he had agreed with.

Standing in the middle of the courtyard, he strode into the living room and waved gently.

Suddenly a pure divine power turned into a light spot, and slowly scattered around the entire courtyard. With the spread of the Holy Power, all the surrounding filthy air, cold and cold breath, were all cleansed and purified.

The courtyard air seemed to rise more than one step at a time.

"It's almost there." Lin Sheng looked almost prepared, and flicked his finger slightly towards the gate of the courtyard entrance.

Click.

The gate automatically unlocked and slowly opened inward.

Standing outside the door, it was Margaret who had planned to leave here today.

She had long blonde hair spread out, wearing an ordinary black shirt and white trousers. She looked bright and cheerful and tall. At this moment, he looked into the courtyard with some doubts.

Next to her was another person, Madilan Iceberg.

The old professor who was physically weak and frail, was holding his hands at this time, and looked up at the open courtyard door quietly. Looking complexion.

If Margaret could still see a slight faint tadpole on his body, then he was calm, patient, and calm like a lake.

This old man, who is about to reach the limit, is wearing a meticulous and exquisite gray suit, leather shoes are bright, his hair is neatly tied back, giving a simple and capable seriousness.

The two did not communicate with each other, they just bet their eyes on the inner courtyard.

Squeak.

The door slowly opened to its maximum.

"Please come in. Two." A dull voice passed from inside a dull voice.

Just to make them slightly moved, the sound seemed to appear directly in their ears. It's as if it didn't pass through the media at all.

While Margaret was still a little hesitant, Madilan on the side was already taking a slow but firm step, stepping into the entrance, walking calmly towards the living room.

Seeing this, Margaret blinked, and after all, followed up and stepped into the courtyard.

As soon as she entered the courtyard, the door behind it slowly and automatically moved with no wind, and closed with a click.

She gave a slight pause, looked back at the door, finally no longer hesitated, followed closely into the living room.

In the living room, the light was a little dim, but you can still see that a tall, burly man wearing a white body armor was standing quietly in the main hall.

The man was facing away from the two, and behind him a white cloak dangled on the ground, with a delicate golden spike-like pattern in the middle of the cloak. It looks like the sun.

"You're the one who wrote to the old?" Maddie asked in a hurry.

The man was tall, with wide shoulders and a wide body, like a tall wall, standing quietly there. Calm, strong and unshakable.

Both men clearly felt from the man that a huge volcanic energy was flowing and condensing slowly.

This power, pure, domineering, rejects all other energies and suppresses all other abilities.

Even the wicked energy in the two people was suppressed to a certain extent so that they could not leave their bodies.

In the sound of the crashing armor, the man turned slowly and looked at the two.

His head was wrapped in a white helmet full of spiny spikes, and the overall appearance was like a dragon beast with his mouth wide open to reveal the fangs.

As soon as the eyes touched, Margaret and the pair felt a slight acupuncture-like pain in their pupils.

"My name, Holy Emperor."

The man answered slowly and lowly.

He stopped speaking and suddenly raised his hand.

Huh!

A dazzling white light exploded, bursting out from the palm of his hand.

The pure and gentle Holy Power was like a sea wave, surging surging, and immediately surrounded them.

A large number of holy forces far exceeding the resistance of the two men began to envelop the two, quickly infiltrating into their bodies from the skin and respiratory tract.

At the same time, a wonderful feeling of warm and comfortable body surrounds the two, letting them relax and vigilant and want to immerse themselves in this comfort.

"Did you feel it? This is the power that allows you to regain hope." A dark red figure slowly came out of the corner shadow.

Margaret then reacted, and found that the man who claimed to be the emperor did not know when he disappeared.

In its place is a red armored man who has just stepped out of the shadows.

The opponent was also wrapped in armor, showing only a pair of pale green eyes.

"Who are you !?" Margaret asked quickly.

At the same time, the Holy Power around her quickly faded and disappeared. If it weren't for the fact that the body was really relaxed and relaxed a lot, she would even wonder if the scene just now was an illusion.

Many evil spirits who are longer than hallucinations can also achieve this level of sensory fraud.

"Not hallucinations." Madilan aside, in a rather complex tone, answered her doubts in a low voice.

"My body is at least three years younger!" He moved his arms, feeling the vitality of a long absence, and added to the withered body again.