Nightmare’s Call

Lin Sheng made his way down the stairs at a decent pace.

The echoes of his footsteps rang across the spiral stairway and made it feel like the place was empty.

Soon, he went two floors down and Lin Sheng suddenly stopped.

At the level he had just came down from, a blurry silhouette stood quietly by the staircase.

The silhouette was staring at him without nary a sound or a breath.

*Hiss…*

Suddenly, the entire staircase shook.

*Bam!!*

A thud later, something seemed to have blasted out of somewhere. What followed was a clustered amount of footfalls and chittering, all of them densely packed and deafening.

Lin Sheng’s heart sank, as he stood there at looking around, trying to keep track of the source of the sound.

Very quickly, he had a clear view of what the source was.

All around him, on the upper and lower floors, a swarm of the same black-carapace monster appeared

Countless monsters charged in a frenzy downwards to where Lin Sheng was, And with a glance alone, Lin Sheng could tell that there were at least hundreds of them.

He quickly took a few steps back and placed his back against the wall.

*Hah!*

A dense array of dark power crystals flickered beside him before turning invisible.

Before he could prepare any further, a surge of monsters charged out from the rear entrance of the floor as numerous monsters clambered on and crashed against Lin Sheng like a black tide.

*Bam bam bam!!!*

A series of concentrated thuds blasted out as Lin Sheng was engulfed in a sea of monsters. His dark power crystal created a slightly ellipsoidal space as it unleashed a large number of dark power threads.

The maximum number of threads he could control now was between three to four hundred, depending on his current status.

However, seeing that the dark power threads had no effect against the monster, Lin Sheng knew that these buggers were the same as the one before, their defensive carapace was extremely tough.

The defenses of these monsters had clearly already reached the stage of a Transcendent because a One-wing dark power thread could no longer pierce through the chitin.

Lin Sheng held onto his dark power crystal as the pressure it suffered grew ever greater.

The monster’s striking force was immense, and every attack would need about forty to fifty points worth of dark power to hold on. From a glance, Lin Sheng could see that every single wave of the attack had at least seven monsters striking at the same time.

His dark powers were going down at the rate of three hundred plus per second, and even his twenty thousand off dark power value could not hold up to this attrition.

So Lin Sheng took in a deep breath as embers lit up at the edge of his mouth.

*Whoosh!!*

He opened his mouth as a torrent of dark red sticky flames blasted out from his throat.

The flames spread out in a fan shape, and quickly lit up a large number of monsters around.

The scorching flames instantly turned at least thirty monsters into walking pyres. The lit-up monsters flailed and scampered about in pain, and burnt many scores more in their rampage.

And very quickly, all of the monsters surrounding Lin Sheng were all aflame. As monsters upon monsters were reduced to white ash, they still came like an endless tide and quickly plugging the gap as they charged towards Lin Sheng.

The dark red dragon flames were quickly overwhelmed by the swarm, and were snuffed out. They seem to have some fire retardant sort of liquid on their body, and with enough numbers, the dragon flames could not work its magic.

There was caution in Lin Sheng’s eyes.

The powers that he had mastered were, dark powers, holy powers, and the Crag Dragon bloodline.

The dark powers were the best in destructive force, while holy power was only potent in a concentrated amount. As for the Crag Dragon blood, he was not too familiar with its abilities yet and had only seen passive increments to his physical strength.

Besides, he was not used to using his dark powers in such a scenario, so he only had one choice.

“Trouble.”

Lin Sheng quickly pulled back his dragon’s breath, and swept his gaze across the battlefield, only to see more and more monsters charging in a frenzy towards him.

“If that’s the case, then simple brute strength works best.”

He held his chest, and started a chant.

“Armor of Dawn!”

*Whooosh!!*

A pillar of light landed on him, as sunlight seemingly appeared out of the void.

Basking under the white light, a glowing heavy armor formed around Lin sheng’s body.

Pieces upon pieces of light armor quickly took shape into a heavy armor and latched onto him.

This was the talent he had obtained earlier, the Armor of Dawn.

It was a basic divine art that a Templar would need to master, and it was also the reason why the Templars were a force they were.

*Bam!!*

Lin Sheng took a heavy step forward, and his hand swung in a forward arc-like blade.

*Crashhh!!*

And seven monsters before him were cut into two.

Using the opening, Lin Sheng charged forward.

*Bammm!!*

A crash later, Lin Sheng smashed four monsters over, and using his hands as blades, he sliced and diced his way through the monsters.

Yet, they still they came from all over.

Lin Sheng did not care about the direction as he headed forward with grim determination. He slowly made his way down the spiral stairs to three levels below, and mangled corpses piled up in his wake.

Yet, there were only corpses and no black lines.

Lin Sheng continuously swung his arm about. With the number of memories he had, sword or blade techniques were no longer immaterial. As long as there was an edge, Lin Sheng could use it as a weapon, and naturally use the best techniques known to him.

As one by one the monsters fell, the black-red blood painted the entire floor black.

Every one of the monsters was at least a Two-winged Darksider in terms of strength, not unlike those who had focused everything on the Violence tree.

With no idea how many enemies there were, Lin Sheng chose the killing method most economical in strength and energy cost.

He calmly swung his hand blade in deadly arcs and turned in his arm movement into a lethal weapon.

The monsters were different than normal, and they could fight on even without their heads. Their true weakness lay in their chests and abdomens.

*Clash!!*

Lin Sheng’s hand blade swept past as three monsters’ chest burst open as he grabbed another one by the head and tossed it forward.

A thunderous crash soon followed.

With the Crag Dragon’s blood explosive strength, the monster was thrown like a missile and crashed hard against its kin. The monster and those hit by it were all reduced to paste.

Using the lull, Lin Sheng took a few more quick steps and went down another level.

This level was now different from the ones before.

By the side of the stairway exit was a faint yellow light, something one would see from a candle.

Lin Sheng stepped forward as he created some distance with the horde of monsters behind him.

Using his hand as a lethal blade while his dragon blood roared explosively, he spun into a deadly arc.

*Crash!!*

A dozen or so monsters who had leaped into the air were split into two.

The horizontal slash was so powerful that their flesh and carapace blew out backward like a grenade.

*Bam, bam, bam!!*

About ten of the tightly packed monsters were struck by the fragmentations and fell limply onto the ground.

Suddenly, there was an opening.

Lin Sheng quickly made his way to the corridor towards the source of the light.

It was a room.

It was the only room with its door open along the corridor.

Inside it, the gentle candlelight swayed with the wind as it lit up the darkness.