Nightmare’s Call

"Yes." Tiangongxia nodded. Striding forward, Lin Sheng followed, and the two quickly fell into the mist and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Just as the two disappeared into the mist, there were two men behind them, one tall and one short, slowly standing where Lin Sheng stood before.

These two people, a slender figure, are a very old man. Another gentleman, wearing glasses, looked more like a college teacher.

"I'm here ....." The old man looked at the misty mist in front with emotion, with a hint of fear in his voice.

"What's wrong with the teacher?" The young man asked in a low voice.

"Here, it is not a place where ordinary people can come. A few days ago, the three secret realms were stationed here, and the thousands of troops responsible for the blockade disappeared overnight.

Although we stood up immediately above and declared responsible for this. But in fact, it is clear to the senior management that this is only a means to increase our terror and strength.

Here, we did not make it.

Even if it is a queue, it is quite troublesome to come here if it is not a comprehensive type. "The old man frowned.

"So, are we going in? Teacher?" The young man whispered. There was a hint of tension in the sound line.

"Is the instrument brought?"

"Bring it. It's the latest version." The young man took out a palm-sized notebook from his body and gently opened it, which contained delicate keys and electronic screens.

He quickly pressed a few keys, but the reaction of the notebook disappointed him.

The electronic screen went on for a while, but then it faded and became unresponsive.

"Is it really useless?" The old man sighed.

"Yes teacher." The young man nodded quickly.

"Forget it, you let the responder wait outside and we go in to keep up." The old man thought about it and made a decision.

It was difficult to catch the whereabouts of the marker, and if the guy escaped again, it would be troublesome.

After all, this person is a master who can kill the six wings of the organization. It's normal to deal with a six-wing slightly.

"Good teacher," the young man responded quickly.

"It's really troublesome. You better pray that you don't fall on my hands." The old man lifted his footsteps, flashing a bit of pungency in his eyes, walking slowly towards the town.

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Tang En and his companions have been trapped in the mist for three days.

They just accidentally penetrated through the woods and broke into the donkey friends here.

But since entering the mist, they found strangely that all the electronic equipment on their bodies had failed.

What's more troublesome is that no matter how they go out, they can't get out of this flying town.

As a result, several people were forced to do nothing but find a spacious, unknown house in the town and temporarily lived in it.

Eat a lot of simply. Among them, there are many high-energy compressed foods. Coupled with finding other foods around them, they can barely support them.

It's just that the remaining food can support it for up to two days. Without leaving here, they will all fall into a food crisis.

"Don, I just went to the end of the street here, and going out there was a thicker mist."

In the big living room-like room, the team member Ianna calmly spoke out.

"It's okay. It's okay to find no way out. I just saw the trace of someone's activity. You must find a way out here. The trace I saw was just left."

Tang En rubbed the towel with water, rubbed it on his face, and rubbed away the dirt on his face.

"I went to the mayor's house in the town and didn't see anything of value. It seemed to have been deserted long ago." Another member Belian followed.

"Really? Try another?" Tang En helplessly put down his towel.

"Okay, I'll see the house next to the mayor's house tomorrow," Bellian replied.

"The rations are running out, we must find a way out as soon as possible." Tang En checked the compressed high-energy sticks in his backpack again, and only five were left.

"At a frequency of one meal, it can only support for two and a half days."

Sorrow appeared on his face.

This is already the last bit of dry food for the team.

"Forget it, I'll go out again, maybe I can find some clues to leave." He stood up, took the shotgun leaning against the wooden chair, and strode toward the periphery.

"The two of you are just here and have a rest. I'll go alone." As the captain, he has to be a soldier first.

"Ok."

"Got it."

The two players answered quickly.

Tang En twisted open the door and glanced at the thicker fog outside the house. Without hesitation, he strode out.

The door rebounded slowly, slammed, and closed automatically.

The mist in the house slowly spread and faded. It was empty inside.

Except for Tang En, there is no second person here.

Whether it's Belian or Ianna.

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In the mist.

The old man walked calmly on the streets of the town step by step, followed by his student, the young man with a good temperament.

Within a few meters of the two men, there was an invisible force that isolated all the mist around them and could not approach.

"You've reached the limit of the five wings, and it's time to learn a higher level of common sense." The old man whispered softly as he walked.

"Your previous question, now I can have time to answer it. This mist has a certain blocking effect, and the two can't get away anyway."

The young man looked at the hazy white mist that was blocked out, his heart holding down a trace of fear of the unknown here.

Hearing the teacher's promise at this time, he felt a joy in his heart, and finally had the opportunity to ask him about the super-standard common sense he was very interested in.

"Thank you for your confusion." He answered earnestly and respectfully.

The old man smiled, stepping forward with his hands behind him, exploring the whole town.

"Your previous question, what kind of existence does Lie etc. belong to? In the end, are there any specific signs for identifying and dividing strength among our group of people?"

"This question is quite accurate." The old man paused, looked down at the footprints left on the ground, and kept up.

"Let ’s wait and see is to squeeze your own strength, your own evil energy, to a high degree, and then stimulate your own positive soul strength, so as to obtain balance and form the existence of Haimen.

Haimen can be divided into four levels: afterglow, gray light, magic light, full moon, from size and quality.

The size and strength of the sea gate determines the amount of power and power that the ranks can communicate with the sea of ​​equality.

This is the real focus of the envoys. After you are connected to the consciousness of the sea, you must create a larger and stronger sea gate as much as possible. "

"That teacher, how big is your Haimen?" The young man asked, curiously.

"This question, the teacher will not answer you. Not willing to answer you." The old man smiled. "By the way, do you know that there is another title in another world?"

"What is it?"

The old man lowered his voice, raised his eyes, and looked at the slowly emerging figure in front of him.

"Yehui."

"The high-level of the evil energy, named it Yehui level.

From afterglow to the morning moon, they represent the corresponding four major levels of the dust world. It is also the corresponding, powerful monster of four levels. "