Nightmare’s Call

The highest authority on white paper - Yuechi.

In the vast expanse of white space.

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

Looking down from above, the city looks like a huge circular pool with seven purple ribbons in the middle, slowly rotating.

Seven streamers surround the black light vortex in the middle, constantly releasing huge and immeasurable evil energy. Suppression seals some kind of force field.

At this time, one of the purple streamers is in the middle.

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

"Asaimu, what are you doing here? You are no longer a member of Moon Pool!"

A strong woman with the same moon-white half-body armor stepped out from the round door emerging from the white wall, blocking the man.

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

"Mei Li, it's you. That's right, only you have kept my induction ring. As soon as I enter the Moon Pool, you will be the first to discover it."

The man didn't care, smiled and stopped.

"What are you doing here? Answer me." The woman Meili seemed to be born out of nothing, and a pair of slender and gorgeous spikes emerged, surrounded by snake-like silk threads flying around the spikes.

"I am here to convey a word to the Lord." The man Asam said calmly.

"Your lord.!!" Mei Li's heart sank, her face changed slightly, as if she had thought of something.

"Could it be that the rumor is true? You really joined the Tower of Seven Locks??"

A Saimu didn't reply, just raised his arm and waved it lightly.

Chi.

A black thread flew out and nailed hard into the white wall beside it.

"This is an announcement. Whether it's you, the Tower of Heaven, or the flames of hell. The content of this announcement is the same. My lord, everything that needs to be done is in it."

"What are you? Are you warning in advance?" A white-haired figure automatically appeared behind Assam, standing on the passage.

"You can take it as a warning." Assam said lightly. "There are a lot of things, either you or the Heavenly Tower, but the Seven Locks Tower doesn't want to get into it. Otherwise."

"Miyue can try again, if there is one March Battle, there will be a second one!" The white-haired figure said coldly.

"The battle in March. Hehe." Asaimu didn't say much. Ninety years ago, during the Battle of March, the Lord retreated and was seriously injured, and the three secret realms suffered heavy losses at the same time.

As for the Seven Lock Tower, the damage was minimal.

Is there any need to say who wins and who loses?

On the surface, the Lost Realm Alliance won, but what about the result?

"Let's do it for ourselves."

Asaimu's figure slowly shattered, turning into countless fragments, cracking like a mirror, falling, and disappearing.

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

"The storm is coming back again." Umandira sighed, and gently rubbed the letter paper in his hand, turning it into countless black ash and dissipating.

"What's the decision of Yuechi? There's another change in the Seven Locks Tower. Now the Tower of Heaven is full of ambitions, and the Flames of Hell stand still.

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

Frundiman is a rather old-fashioned scholar, and in the entire blank paper, he is also a top professor of the Corrosion Department with extremely high academic achievements.

Corrosion, violence, psychedelic, among the three evil energy systems, corrosion ranks first. Its complexity and degree of change far surpass others.

It is not in vain that Frendiman can achieve today's achievements.

All because he participated in the world war that changed the world.

"It's not been a day or two for the three great secret realms to suppress the Kuroshio. Even if Miyue recovers from her injuries, it's impossible to do it all. Otherwise, it will be nothing but a situation where they all die together."

Frendiman is much more optimistic.

"The Seven Locks Tower is our old opponent. It's located on the bright side. It's actually not bad. In fact, I'm more worried about those terrorist organizations that frequent. When the time comes, I'm afraid it will be even more chaotic."

Umandira nodded.

"The Truth Sect, the Bee Star Sect, and the Wan En Sect. These three sects have the worst influence. We have encircled and suppressed them many times, but they are too hidden to be eradicated."

"The principal also mentioned it at the last meeting, hoping to completely clear the territory of Miga again. It's just that the induction of the Horcrux is too troublesome." Frendiman said.

"I'm afraid it's troublesome, right? Every siege will be tipped off, this level of intelligence, people who can report."

"Be careful!" Frendiman changed his color slightly and interrupted his friend.

The two were silent for a while, before finally breaking the subject.

"Let's not talk about that, who are you going to take to this regular school meeting?" Frendiman asked in a low voice.

"I only have two disciples." Umandira said without hesitation.

"That freshman named Lin Sheng? I heard that his evil energy reached more than 500 when he first awakened? He is a top genius again." Frendiman was a little impressed.

"Actually, it's not much. Over the years, there are still many new students who can achieve more than 500. It's nothing."

Umandira waved his hands hypocritically and modestly. But the heart is very comfortable.

"Hehe." Fren sneered, too lazy to watch this old man perform.

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

In the school field, there are students gathered around a corner, watching the two people who are fighting on the field.

Margaret held the rapier, and each blow was like lightning, piercing the opposite side like a storm.

Standing opposite her was Lin Sheng whom the two had just mentioned.

Lin Sheng only defended but didn't attack, green crystals appeared around him uninterruptedly, precisely blocking Margaret's attack.

Not long after, the two of them 'exhausted' their evil energy one after another, bowing to each other to finish.

"Senior sister is strong, Lin Sheng is willing to bow down, and my evil energy can hardly keep up." Lin Sheng said 'out of breath'.

"Junior Lin Sheng is the real one. He is only a freshman this year, and he can show such strength. He really deserves to be the first genius in this freshman class!"

Margaret's "sweat dripping" praise.

The two flattered each other, commercial nonsense, looking at each other, there was a faint sense of sympathy for each other.

Both parties actually saw the other's hidden strength, but both of them had absolute confidence in their hidden cards.

So the present scene was formed.

The surrounding students applauded one after another, the posture and strength of the two people fighting just now still remained in their eyes, and they were shocked.

Lin Sheng went out a few days ago to look for a new stronghold of the Wan En Sect, but he did not expect that the speed of this sect's transfer of strongholds was astonishing.

The stronghold information in the memory, I found four in a row, but all of them have already been empty.

This made Lin Sheng feel very regretful, so he could only return to the spiritual castle to continue his cultivation.

Without more consumption of soul power, he is now steadily improving his evil power, but his bloodline has stagnated.

Fortunately, the dragon's blood is stable, with a stable ratio of about 30%. Saint power also successfully broke through to level nine. The evil energy slowly broke through to the limit of the three wings.

According to the standard, the level of the three wings is 2,000 to 20,000, and there is a huge span between the values.

Lin Sheng's evil energy, while transforming the body and nourishing the soul with the dragon's blood, also gained some benefits. Now I'm stuck at more than 18,000 levels.