Nightmare’s Call

"Well, now the question is, who do we save?"-Jian Wang.

"I'm not free, you guys go."-Jewelcrafting.

The guy refused very decisively.

"I want to go, but I can't go, it's not a big man like jewelry, I don't know how to get there ..."-Sublimation.

"It's just a trivial matter. It's faster. It doesn't need to be too strong. I can help you to sponsor a teleport."-Jewelcrafting.

"Can this be done?"-Sublimation.

He was a bit shocked. If he could do even that, then his previous actions, in the eyes of big guys like jewelry, would be a mess!

"Yes, although there are some twists and turns, but overall it is quite simple."-Jewelcrafting.

"I envy the big guys to be able to position the shuttle freely."-The holy light shines on you.

"Whenever we can easily enter and exit other worlds."-Sublimation.

"Yeah, yeah, unfortunately we are all ordinary people, weak in strength. If you can't come back in the past, you will be in trouble."-The holy light is shining on you.

"It's okay, isn't there a jeweler?" — Sublimation.

"The only trouble is that the world of hope may find our teleportation with other strong ones. Once this teleportation is discovered, it may cause a lot of trouble."-Jian Wang.

"Hurry up and decide who will go."-Red Whale.

"Forget it, let me go." — Sublimation.

"Yes, get ready, find a quiet place to stay and don't be seen."-Jewelcrafting.

Lin Sheng looked away from the chat interface, feeling quite fresh.

But at the same time, he also raised some doubts about the big brother of jewelry processing.

"This rainbow light is really interesting. It was said that it could not be transmitted before. Now suddenly someone came up and developed the transmission function ....."

Lin Sheng finally inspected the ritual of falling from the ground. Then stood up.

If he had time, he wouldn't mind trying what this so-called teleportation positioning felt like.

After all, this is an opportunity to travel to another world. Although he has traveled to other worlds many times in his dream, he is different from his past.

After checking for defects, Lin Sheng signaled to the staff in the isolation room to turn on the switch.

Snapped.

Large ritual formations on the ground were lit with blue light.

There was a hazy mist rising up and covering Lin Sheng in the middle.

Lin Sheng settled down, slowly lowered his head and began to sing the mantra of the shadow god.

No one knows the meaning of this mantra. The man who plays the piano as the director of the spacecraft just knows the pronunciation.

With the continuous sounding of syllables, the ritual matrix on the ground became brighter and more dazzling.

Gradually, Lin Sheng was surprised to find that his shadow was constantly twisting and writhing, just like a living creature, and began to expand and spread.

A chanting sound resounded in his ears. Obviously he was alone. But such echoes are getting more and more dense.

Over time, gradually, Lin Sheng watched the shadow in the middle, slowly opening a black arched door.

Spiked black strange birds are entwined on both sides of the gate, and the center is like a stream of water, constantly rippling and spreading.

"The door is open ..." Lin Sheng got a piece of memory from one of the four supervisors and knew that it was time to truly summon the God of Remains.

As soon as the door is opened, the name of the shadow **** is recited. Then remove the thoughts from your heart. There will be a great success rate to complete this ceremony.

He calmed down and stared at the black door on the ground.

"Angula Enkias ...." He swiftly recited a long and weird name.

This is the true name of the shadow god, although he only knows one pronunciation. That's enough.

With his chanting finished.

The round arches constructed by the black shadow began to stabilize quickly.

Only half a minute after the name was chanted, although the ceremony still maintained a lot of power consumption, there was no response in the arch.

Lin Sheng rose in doubt, and recited the full name of the shadow **** again.

The situation remains the same.

There was still nothing in the opened darkness.

"???" Lin Sheng narrowed his eyes and took a few steps forward. As he imagined, the shadow arch was still fixed on the ground and did not move as he moved.

Soon, one foot slowly stepped into the black door.

"You can go in !?" Lin Sheng unexpectedly found that one of his feet could be submerged.

"What is the shadow **** ..." Lin Sheng was moved. Instead of raising his feet, the whole person continued to move forward.

Huh!

Suddenly, he fell into the hole as if he had fallen from the black door.

A flower in front of me.

He came suddenly from the Holy Spirit to another place.

He was standing in front of the door of a huge orb-shaped log cabin.

Surrounded by countless huge tree roots, it grows and spreads around the wooden house.

It's like so many roots and roots growing out of the wooden house itself.

Lin Sheng looked around. Raised his feet and walked towards the wooden door of the cabin.

The wooden door was open, and a black idol altar was simply placed inside.

On the altar, there is a form of a thousand hands in black. At first glance, I felt a strong sense of evil coming forward.

But these thousand-handed gods are covered with fine cracks all over the body.

Lin Sheng looked up at the sky,

A grey area, no clouds, no blue sky.

Even in the daytime, in the dense roots and beards, some thin black mists can be seen faintly scattered.

"Here, is it eroded by the dark fog?" Lin Sheng lifted his feet and walked into the cabin.

The floor of the wooden house is full of thick plasma-like things.

It's hard to imagine how much blood it would take to make the ground sticky.

"The ritual of descending the gods, even if nothing is recruited, I actually come in reverse now ..."

Lin Sheng rummaged around in the wooden house and quickly found a small white bottle.

The bottle is filled with creamy white sand, with a good pearl-like black bead in the center.

Lin Sheng looked in the wooden house for a long time. The surface and the inner wall of the house were painted with a lot of fine ciphertext.

Unfortunately, these ciphertexts have long lost their usefulness.

And this wooden house seems to be idle for a lot of time.

"Did even God disappear?" Lin Sheng frowned, guessing.

Suddenly, he raised his hand and pointed at a large tree root in the distance.

Huh! !!

A glowing white light burst out, tearing a large root whisker instantly, submerged into a large number of dense root whiskers, and disappeared.

He could still feel the presence of the holy light beam, but it was getting farther and weaker.

puff.

Suddenly, the entire beam of holy light suddenly disappeared, as if swallowed up by something.