Nightmare's Call

Chapter 049

At the bottom of the list is a ceremonial array, flanked by a line of ancient Wren characters like incantations.

There is a small line at the bottom.

"Enni, your mental strength can be improved at most once. Remember, control greed."

"Annie? Sacrifice ceremony Lin Sheng was stunned and stared at the last words carefully. His intuition told him.

Maybe he will find treasure this time!!

Because these materials recorded above are not unheard of.

"If rituals can be used in reality..."

Without waiting for him to recover, suddenly, wisps of black smoke appeared on the body.

Black smoke condenses into a black line and swish into his chest.

Lin Sheng's mind was shocked, and a large number of memory fragments about the swordswoman rolled violently in his mind.

The images flickered before his eyes.

"Ernie, do you love me?"

"Annie, that's not how you hold the sword. You need to twist your wrist, like this."

"This ritual needs a living sacrifice, it can awaken the blood in your body, with some evil power as the medium... Don't use it if you don't have enough will."

Well

Lin Sheng covered his head and felt that his whole head would burst.

He reached for the side wall and wanted to have a rest.

Suddenly, a cold wind came on my face.

Lin Sheng had goose bumps all over his body. He rolled to the left to avoid them.

But it's still slow.

The headache slowed him down more than one beat.

Poof!

A huge black Tomahawk cut into his neck and cut half of his trunk into a Y shape.

Ho ho

Blood spray out, Lin Sheng in front of a black, the last to see, is a strong shadow more than two meters tall.

Dark shadow, holding a huge axe, was slowly pulling it out of him.

...........

...........

Lin Sheng lifted the quilt from the bed, cold and pale.

"Hell, sneak while I'm absorbing my memory!" The grey Rune on his body has no effect except to keep his body from being divided into two.

Because the shadow is so powerful.

"But the content of the ceremony was recorded... Materials, graphics... And the way of sacrifice in the incomplete memory..."

Lin Sheng got out of bed, turned on the lamp, skillfully took his notebook out of the drawer, and carefully recorded all the details of the ritual with a pen.

What surprised him was that in the process of the sacrificial ceremony, a fixed syllable, which did not know what language it was, was used as the starting language.

It's not Gurren, it's not any other known similar language. It's just a seemingly meaningless syllable, randomly combined.

In the incomplete memory, the woman named Enni recited it many times before remembering it. Now it's cheaper for him.

"Human blood, deer blood, red fir, silver powder... These materials should be able to gather together, that is, the whole body blood volume of three adults... I don't know if the hospital can buy them?"

Lin Sheng thought.

It's a new attempt.

If the ritual knowledge obtained in the dream can be used in reality, it will be of great help to him.

He has tested, in the dream, no matter how many injuries, back to reality, the body will not have problems.

In the same way, no matter how much exercise you do in your dream, it seems to be useless when you wake up.

It's clear that some muscles in my dream are already familiar with exercise, but when I wake up and exercise that muscle again, I will still ache because I don't exercise for a long time.

"In other words, everything in the dream will not be fed back to reality.

So, the only thing I can get from it is information, knowledge... Such as the ash seal, such as this ceremony... "

Lin Sheng knew it.

In this way, he will also be targeted after looking for related things.

Looking at the time, it's only 4:15 in the morning.

Lin Sheng lay on the bed, turned off the light and wanted to sleep for a while, but after getting the sacrifice ceremony, he was itching and wanted to have a try.

This feeling kept him from falling asleep.

I lingered until five o'clock and I didn't fall asleep. Instead, the brain gets more and more excited.

"Forget it, get up and go out for a walk!"

Lin Sheng simply got up, quickly put on his clothes, put on his sword box and left home.

Out of huili'an District, Lin Sheng walked slowly along the street.

Large clouds in the sky slowly fluttered, thousands of golden rays radiated from the East, and dyed one side of the clouds golden.

In the early morning, many shops on both sides were not open.

Lin Sheng trotted to a viaduct three kilometers away from his home and then slowed down.