Nightmare’s Call

The pitch-black thick fog was burning like a flame.

The white long-haired girl next to the King of the Night let out an uncomfortable moan, her body went limp, and she almost fell to the ground.

But immediately, the King of the Night grabbed his waist with one hand and hugged him firmly in his arms.

"Are you okay?" Lin Sheng in the Night King's body asked in a deep voice.

There were only two people in the cold and empty temple right now.

Kadulla resisted the residual feeling of severe pain all over his body, and supported his body with difficulty.

"fine."

Lin Sheng nodded. Release her, turn and walk down the altar.

Walking out of the temple, he looked up at the crescent moon in the sky.

"It seems that it was just an appetizer before, but this trip finally has a powerful and powerful enemy."

He could feel the blood in his body boiling.

"Oh no, the blood in the Night King's body should be boiling right now."

Lin Sheng licked his lips, his eyes became slightly warm.

It has been too long since he has really fought. The opponents he has faced in the past are either far beyond his imagination, or are indescribably weak garbage.

But this time is different.

Manipulating the body of the Night King, he can feel the indescribable terrifying power in his body, that power is rushing and surging, like a volcano about to erupt.

hiss.

He slowly pulled out the dark golden long sword behind his back. The body suddenly turned into countless black smoke and dissipated, and flew down the mountain.

Kadulla slowly chased out from the temple behind him, gritted his teeth, and also turned into a trail of black smoke and flew after him.

Shumington is in a dark street near the outskirts.

Countless flesh and blood were scattered on the ground, making the field a mess. It looked bloodier than the most brutal murder scene.

The masters of the digital blood grave quickly arrived at the scene and saw the blue-haired and red-eyed boy standing in the middle of the field.

Several people quickly trembled and knelt down on one knee.

"See Lord Yinan!"

The shouts of the crowd, which were so neat that they even sounded in unison, spread all around the entire open space.

The blue-haired and red-eyed boy ignored it. The blood grave is just a small one of the three major organizations under him.

Smiling, he walked slowly among the flesh and blood of Kadulla's corpse, bent down and picked up a few paper stars that were lucky enough not to be shredded.

Some of the red and blue stars were squashed, stained with blood, and looked a little dirty.

"It's been a long time since I've seen something so sincere. It's really nostalgic."

The boy sighed in a rare way.

"Teacher" Rainey hesitated to speak. But at this time, he killed an important member of the opponent, shouldn't the most important thing be to go straight to Huanglong and solve everything?

Isn't staying here a waste of time?

However, he never dared to talk too much about the teacher's intentions.

Even though he is a five-winged person, he still cannot see clearly the height of the teacher until now.

Column and so on.

That is unimaginable, a terrifying state where one can turn evil for one's own use.

The teacher always said that he lacked some realm, but Rainey has never been able to find any edge.

Until the last time on that ship, he was hit from a distance by the black-eyed boy from the temple, smashing half of his body to shattered fractures and severely injured.

When he almost died and was dying, he seemed to have vaguely realized something.

The teacher discovered his understanding, and in order to seize this momentary opportunity, he decided to take him to Xilun to find the temple again.

"Don't worry." The blue-haired, red-eyed boy smiled, and lightly tossed the star in his hand.

"Isn't it here?" He turned around and looked at the dark night street behind him.

whoosh whoosh

Puffs of black smoke fell rapidly, turning into various figures with pale arms.

There were more and more figures, denser and denser, and gradually surrounded all the people present in the blood grave.

Residential buildings with lights on all around seemed to feel some kind of tense atmosphere, and turned off the lights one after another in silence.

The street lamps flickered and flickered, as if they were suppressed by some powerful terrifying pressure.

The surrounding air slowly and silently flowed, turning into some kind of chilly wind. Passed by everyone.

The wind scraped across the skin, the leaves, the newspaper blown on the ground, and also a dark golden long sword that slowly condensed from the black smoke.

Duh, duh, duh, duh.

With the sound of rhythmic footsteps, the man with the long sword slowly approached from far to near.

"...I never imagined that there would be such a powerful person as Your Excellency in such a silent and nameless place in my temple."

A slender masked man covered in black gold-rimmed armor slowly appeared under the street lamp.

The blond hair on his head and the dark golden long sword in his hand reflected the flickering luster under the flickering lights.

Especially the blond hair, which was as pure as a quietly burning flame of pure color.

However, the man only took a few steps forward, and all eyes were focused on his eyes.

Those eyes, like the finest crystal amethyst, are so beautiful and transparent that they are as pure as an illusion.

hum!

As the masked man continued to approach, the tormenting pressure in the air became more and more intense.

Rainey saw sweat on his forehead, and was forced to back away by some hidden deadly threat unconsciously.

The surrounding blood graves and others couldn't stand it any longer, and retreated more than ten meters away. All of them looked miserable, as if they had lost too much blood.

This pressure, so strong that people couldn't look directly at it, was gradually increasing as the masked man approached.

The blue-haired, red-eyed boy had been smiling all the time, and finally put it away slowly.

"Oh? This feeling is very powerful."

He paused, a hint of greed showing on his face.

"However, your eyes are so beautiful. I really want to dig them back and keep them well."

"My name is the King of the Night." Lin Sheng said calmly. The long sword in his hand trembled slightly, he hadn't used a long sword for a long time.

But that's okay. Countless sword fighting skills quickly passed in his mind, and finally turned into a simple and terrifying assassination.

"Don't worry, I will make your death easier"

"Oh?" The blue-haired boy grinned with a big smile on his face. But no laughter came out.

"It seems that you are very confident. But, do you really know what it means to be an envoy?"

The voice just fell.

The two disappeared in place.

A silver light suddenly lit up in the middle of the venue.

clang! !

The silver light exploded and turned into countless crimson sparks.

The figures of both of them have reached an unbelievable level, unable to be caught by the naked eye, and unable to be hindered by the air.

Two sword blades, one long and the other short, collided in mid-air like lightning. In an instant, dozens of attacks collided with each other.

But if someone can really see the fight between the two, they will be surprised to see it.

Whether it is the King of the Night or the blue-haired and red-eyed boy, the moves of the two have not really clashed.

The sparks produced by the impact were actually the high-speed friction of the airflow caused by the two people swinging their weapons, and the electric light and sparks were emitted.

Almost as soon as the two of them used their swords, they immediately changed their moves because of each other's moves.

The rapid change of moves was so fast that it even reached the limit of nerves and muscles.

If you slow down and look at it, the movements of the two will give people a feeling of cooperating with acting. Few weapons actually collide.

But in fact, they are really fighting to the death.