Summoner of Nightmares

161. Chapter 161, Dark Clock 3 (thanks for the lost alliance lord support)

Chapter 161, Dark Clock 3 (thanks for the lost alliance lord support)

With the target, Lin Sheng played the piano, returned home, and parents elder sister explained it, and fell asleep in a hurry, entered Dreamland.

He set the target of a thousand arms face at the bottom of that pool.

If the monster did not have that ax, he wouldn't have taken it at all.

He tested several times last night in the middle of the night, and, without using the axe of the gods, he started halving, opening Holy Blood Burning, while operating Saint Force plus.

And then he struggled, and under one shot, he could only fly a thousand arm in the face and leave a little skin on the top.

With his full outbreak, he should have reached Black Feather City Level 5. But that's it. It's just a little bit of skin left on the arm.

So, get rid of a thousand arms face and make it summon and become Lin Sheng's biggest target at this time.

Looking in bed, he slighted his eyes and ordered two dungeon soldiers to patrol themselves near their homes and to deal directly with the danger.

Then he sinked his heart, slowly putting consciousness into his heart and putting it in an anonymous confusion.

You know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know, uh…

A broken second needle is coming back soon.

Not long this time, Lin Sheng will soon be aware of it.

hu!

He opened his eyes. They are standing between the stone temple and the pool.

The air is grey, all around is a dark, green road wall. The front is a cave with a green light.

There are also two arms behind them that are slowing down on the ground.

Lin Sheng doesn't say, straight into the stone temple, sweeping around Saint Force, covering the body sheet, and then skilfully pulling a double-edged giant axe out of the stone's hand, turning moved towards the pool.

He's already very familiar with this set of routes, and it took less than five seconds from the top to the end.

Hundreds of exercises last night have given him the right hand in this set of paths.

bang!

Soon in the pool, it's a scream.

The thousands of arms flowing on the pool are small, but they are still not able to hide, and they are crushed by axes.

“No!”Thousands of arms in the face of pain scream.

He seems to have been screaming only a few words repeatedly. Obviously, it's a mysterious mistake, losing its nature.

sōu!

A white ray goes into the stone temple and goes back to the stone, and it turns into a double giant axe.

And Lin Sheng came in again, and a piece of ax was taken from a rock and turned around.

So repetitive.

An hour later…

Oh!

A painful and unhappy roar.

The whole dungeon began to tremendously shock.

Lin Sheng stood by the pool, and last time he smashed the ax into it.

And then look at the thousands of arms in the pool in the face, and scream in pain.

At that time, the face of a thousand arms is almost as big as that of normal people. But there's still no way to hide from Lin Sheng's souls.

It's all over the surface, from the left to the right, and the tilt is cut out of a wide wound of green light.

The bulk of the ashes flowing out of the wound, accompanied by heat.

Oh!

A thousand arms face screams again.

The earth is shaking, shaking, and large pieces of debris fall from their heads. all around the wall, floating fast.

The ground has also gradually been split and a path of darkness has emerged.

Only the temple remains steady, as is the Thai Mountain, and there is no movement. As if everything happened outside was irrelevant to it.

Lin Sheng went backwards, there was no place at the last stop, there was a crack, and he had to go back to the temple, stand silent and look at changes outside.

Soon, the shock outside slowed down.

The water pool was filled with large and small stones, and green liquids slipped out of all around the crack.

In the middle of the pool, a thousand arms face has completely emerged.

It's a thin body, like mummy, a white old man in a dark yellow man's robe.

Older people hold a long cane, close their eyes, and it doesn't seem to be much different from older people in general.

But Lin Sheng looked closely, but found out that the old man's mouth was stitched by needles.

And he has only one arm, full of densely packed freshgolden stripes.

These symbols are very difficult to distinguish at half a time because they are close to the color of their corporate robes.

The old man opened his eyes, and showed a blindfolded yellow eye.

He seemed to want to say something, but his mouth was sealed and couldn't be opened.

Soon, the old man's body quickly dissolved and turned into a blacksmith. All the black air rushed out of a big black line, and the blanket went down to Lin Sheng.

“Here it comes!”Lin Sheng is already ready.

Now that this thousand arms face is torn, this step to absorb the black line will never fail!

He walked forward and left the temple.

This is to prevent him from losing his mind and from running Saint Force's cover sheet. Then they were attacked like stones in the stone palace.

Now, around the pool, the shock has stopped, but sometimes there is a dark gap that is invisible.

Just watch the spot.

Lin Sheng stepped quickly into a solid corner, sitting in the seat.

Chi!

That's when the black line hit his chest.

Rumbling, Lin Sheng felt like he was blown up in his head.

Thousands of low ears rush into his mind, countless distortions, breath, information, touch…

He feels like he's going to blow his head off, knock on the ground, and he starts smoking.

This and other times are different.

It's completely different!

All the images coming in, all black, no color, no shape. There's nothing but dark.

And the sound is all confused, densely packed like the nest, the evil, the pain, the misery, the ignorance, anger, the madness.

All negative emotions can be heard from these ears.

In the dark, the only thing Lin Sheng can feel is by relying on his hands.

“Can you lend me your hand?"

In an invisible shadow, a voice suddenly rings.

Lin Sheng was in a stalemate and suddenly came out of the depths of his heart with an incredible cold.

It's a very terrifying feeling that can't tell what emotions are.

He was trembling under that feeling all over his body.

In the dark, as if he saw a lonely terrifying soul, in loneliness and distortion, he became creepy.

It was born only in touch, and it was only in the hands of the two hands, and the rest of the body was all deformed without a nervous crust.

To explore more worlds around, souls are becoming monsters.

He was greedy, seeking help from others, and harvested a pair of all sorts of arms once.

Over time, his arm was growing, until one day, was found by an old man with golden masks.

Old man came here with his own arm. Come to this pool.

Remember to that end.

The darkness slows up, it's a blurred white child face.

He's smiling at Lin Sheng.

Vomit!

Lin Sheng goes forward, the big mouth sucks.

He's all cold, he's getting rough in his body. Some nerves seem to shrink, and some nerves seem to be overdeveloped.

Both hands become extremely sensitive, just on the ground, and they can feel a lot of pain.

Lin Sheng was most shocked by the fact that he could feel that this time he got the souls of his own, almost all the souls that had been absorbed before!

“Cardula…”Lin Sheng pukes and says a name with fear.

“Your name, Cardula.”He was confused in his head, but only that smile face, and that little boy's smile was deep in his mind.

Cardula was the old man with the gold mask named the boy.

In Ancient Rennes, it is intended to be guilty.

And the same thing is, the sound of this word, in Ancient Rennes, and the Holy Judgment, there is only one word.

(This chapter is over)