Chapter 63: Craving 3

The entire second floor is a slightly smaller gorgeous living room.
In two rows of display cabinets with delicate patterns, various white skulls of different sizes are placed.
Skulls are mostly animals, and a few are weird human skulls.
But Lin Sheng's eyes did not fall on these skulls, but on three tall figures slowly walking out of the bedroom.
By moonlight, he could see at a glance that these figures were all wearing the same black costumes as Enni.
Two of them were women and one man. Some were holding swords or short-handed meteor hammers.
As soon as they saw Lin Sheng, the three were rushing over here like crazy hunting dogs.
"court death!"
Lin Sheng raised his head slightly, took a step forward, and shifted sideways with the first person.
The black sword in his hand was cut out like lightning, like a black light, struck the neck of the second person, and then firmly held the meteor hammer waved by the third person.
Alas.
Lin Sheng's violent power exploded, and he slammed a third person with a sword, and scored a half-arc cross in the backhand.
Huh!
There was a splash of blood on the carpet.
Three human bodies fell to the ground. A lot of black blood was pouring from the neck.
Lin Sheng threw off the blood on the black sword, hid in a corner, and allowed three black lines to shoot into him quickly.
Immediately after that, his body shook and his head was cracking.
A lot of chaotic memory information kept pouring into his mind.
From the memory fragments, these three people are all adopted sons of Sir Kayaman. They often discuss with Enni, their strengths are equal, and there is not much difference.
What Lin Sheng didn't expect was that an Enni had made him exhausted and almost killed. After opening the ability, he could easily win by picking three.
"This gap ... seems to be different from the abilities in the memory of the three ..."
After half a ring, the recovered Lin Sheng frowned and carefully arranged the information in his head.
The Holy Blood has reached the end of its time. Fortunately for Lin Sheng, after the end of the ability in the dream, it seems that the sequelae are far from being used in reality.
He just felt a little weak, and the rest was fine.
"Either Enni, or all three, have used the ritual of sacrifice.
I got the Holy Blood burning ability, and some of them also got it, but it didn't seem to increase so much. "
Lin Sheng was in doubt.
In the three memories that I just got, one of the guys who also gained the Holy Blood burning ability, when using the ability, the increase is only half of his own explosive power.
Lin Sheng boasted that when his holy blood was burned and used, it was almost several times his own. The explosive power increase is simply incomparable.
"Forget it, now is not the time to think about it, find the weak ceremony first!"
He followed the memory and soon found the room of the weird Patel.
The door was unlocked, but just kept aloof.
Lin Sheng gently opened the door, kept alert, and walked into the room.
Inside was a large three-meter-long bed.
There is a wardrobe in the corner, a set of tables and chairs.
Then there were the various white skulls hanging on the walls.
Lin Sheng walked quickly to the table and opened the drawer at the table.
There are three drawers with cloth-like rolls inside, and a black metal plate.
The reel shattered as soon as it was touched, and it couldn't be seen.
The handwriting was engraved on the metal plate, and Lin Sheng picked it up and glanced quickly.
‘My father said that Black Feather City will eventually be dragged into a dream, and I ca n’t imagine what it would look like. I decided and left together the day after tomorrow. ’
The handwriting on the top was very flustered, but you can imagine how terrified the owner was in the end.
"Dragging into a dream? What do you mean?"
He didn't know why the man had carved the words on a black metal plate. But this is not the most important thing right now.
Lin Sheng stuffed the black metal card into his pocket and continued to search elsewhere.
Paterson's room is very clean and there isn't much room for things.
But this is not difficult for Lin Sheng, he carefully rummaged through the memory of Baide.
Soon he walked over to the bed, squatted down and dragged a small metal box from the bottom of the bed.
The box is only one palm long and wide with a small yellow lock on it.
After finding the key for a short time, Lin Sheng tried to cut with a sword. The box and lock were very hard, but he couldn't open it.
He simply picked up the box and turned out of the room.
Strangely, after lingering on the second floor for so long, fighting broke out and there was a loud noise, but no other monsters appeared around it.
Lin Sheng held the box and stood at the entrance of the stairs for a moment.
He carefully lowered the box and looked left and right, his gaze fell on the stairway to the third floor.
He had some speculations. From the memory of the previous people, the people of Sir Kayaman's residence should have foreseen the calamity of the Black Feather City very early and planned to escape.
Drag into the dream, this is a detailed description on the metal plate.
Lin Sheng couldn't imagine, if it really meant it, dragging the entire city of Heiyu, a whole city into a dream, such a calamity ....
Despite absorbing so much memory, he still couldn't believe it was true.
Hesitating in place, he decided to take a look at the third floor. Maybe Sir Kayaman escaped long ago? It's just convenient for him to collect and scrape good stuff.
It was just that Lin Sheng had just lifted his foot, and an indescribable sense of depression quickly rushed into his heart.
The moonlight outside the window was quickly blocked by the dark clouds.
Everything fell into absolute darkness.
Lin Sheng clenched the black sword, suddenly there was an inexplicable panic. He felt that the darkness was different from before.
This time, it seems like something is going to happen.
The moonlight on the carpet quickly dimmed and was obscured.
Slowly fell into the darkness with no fingers.
Shadows move fast, consuming everything that can be touched. Soon at the foot of Lin Sheng.
Lin Sheng quickly picked up the box, clutched the black sword against the wall, motionless. Until completely submerged.
One minute, two minutes.
Ten minutes, twenty minutes.
Lin Sheng didn't know how long it had passed. After the darkness came, the moonlight didn't light up again.
He stood motionless in the darkness.
Slowly, time is up and dreams should wake up.
He realized this and wanted to try to move forward.
But right foot was lifted, and he stepped on the air.
An indescribable sense of falling, flowing all over the body, he felt himself fluttering forward and falling down.
Fall, fall, fall ...
Lin Sheng's consciousness began to blur slowly. He knew he was about to wake up, and hugged the black sword and the box.
This box is a treasure collection of Baide. It is very likely that it has hidden information about the flow of weak rituals.
The black sword was his only self-defense weapon.
After these days in Black Feather City, Lin Sheng no longer regards it as a strange dream.
Although it won't really die in it, it is naturally best to die.
I don't know how long it has been.
Lin Sheng slowly regained consciousness. He seemed to be back in his bedroom.
With his eyes closed, he still felt the weight of the quilt covering his body.
There are also hot beds underneath.
You can also hear the ticking second hand ticking in the alarm clock.
He slowly opened his eyes.
Suddenly, all the sounds in my ears disappeared.
The bedroom was dark red, as if it had been stained by the setting sun.
Lin Sheng turned to look at the bedside, the alarm clock was there, and the black second hand was motionless.
He looked around.
The bedroom was his original bedroom. But the red light transmitted through the window was faint red.
The kind of redness, tranquility, silence, but inexplicably gives a strange feeling.
Lin Sheng suddenly closed his eyes.
Tick ​​tick tick tick ...
The second hand of the alarm sounded in his ear again.
Open your eyes.
The sound stopped abruptly.
Close your eyes and the alarm sounds again.
It's like opening and closing your eyes.
There are two worlds at all.