The Steel Lord was strong. Khadula's strength had reached the upper limit, which was the level of the Five Wings of the Heaven's Spire.
He was not afraid of boredom, but he was afraid of not having a goal.
"Node?"
"Teacher, most of it has been taken care of, but the Zeon family …" It was Adolf's call.
The call was cut off.
He went straight out of the school and sat down in the same cafe as last time, quietly waiting for someone to come.
"They're not looking for trouble," Adolf said. "It's the government, they want to talk to you."
How could he solve this problem?
Lines of varying thickness were drawn on the pages in dark red ink, and one could vaguely see a demon spirit smiling ferociously.
A Five Wing was equivalent to a Level 10 to Level 11 warrior in Blackfeather City.
"It's still early. Let me meditate for a while." Lin Sheng was the kind of person who would seize every bit of time to train.
And Level 5 Saint Power could be used five times.
Because in the memory of the Steel Lord, he was a Level 11 warrior in Blackfeather City. Although he had broken through just before he died. But he had the blood of the Fire Dragon, and his combat power was much higher.
Lin Sheng picked up the books one by one and looked at them all.
"Yes."
Lin Sheng reached into the blanket and pulled out a phone that looked like a small black metal block.
These were the hard things needed for graduation, but he had arranged it in advance, and it was almost done.
So the digestion of his soul had not been solved by Lin Sheng until now.
At that time, he only needed to meditate on the Ashen Seal to solve the problem of soul digestion. It was no different from a normal summoning soldier.
* Beep, beep, beep … *
As the clock ticked, Lin Sheng slowly exited the dream.
Suddenly, a short whistle sounded from under the quilt.
Lin Sheng did not care, and picked up the alarm clock beside his pillow: 9: 12.
"Hello?"
"What's wrong with the Zeon family? Is someone looking for trouble? "Lin Sheng did not hide his identity as the Sanctum's Master.
Now, his actual combat power had reached Level 5, but Saint Power was only Level 4.
Then came the third book, and the fourth.
Although it was only a slight repelling force, Saint power of this level had a very strong repelling force against all other types of negative energy. Moreover, it would gradually improve and prolong one's lifespan.
After that, the probability was: Two Wings were equivalent to Level Four or Five, and Three Wings were equivalent to Level Six or Seven. Four Wings were equivalent to Level Eight or Nine.
This was because there was a huge difference between Level 4 Saint Power and Level 5 Saint Power.
Level 4 Saint Power only had basic healing and amplification abilities, but Level 5 Saint Power began to have tyrannical repelling properties.
This time, it was a travelogue. At the beginning, the author wrote about the local customs around Blackfeather City, but not long after, the handwriting began to become messy and strange.
Lin Sheng glanced at the books on the ground, then picked up a new one from the ground and flipped it open.
With Level Four sacred power, one could use Detect Evil three times in a row in a day.
They had to ensure that the communication would be effective immediately under any circumstances.
The others were no longer in the dormitory. They had probably gone to class.
He had already finished the content of the class, and he had even written the required thesis and sent it to the core journals of a certain level.
He did not go to the academic building for class. It was too late now, and the class had ended for a while.
He had no problem summoning Khadula in the past, especially when it came to soul digestion. Khadula did not leave him with any sequelae when it came to soul digestion.
But Level 5 was the level that the entire Blackfeather City could really take seriously.
It was already way past class time.
Lin Sheng packed his things, changed into a fresh set of shorts, and tugged at his hair. He then left the dormitory and walked out of the school gate.
This also led to the phenomenon that the higher the status of the nobles, the more powerful they were.
According to him, he was the Sanctum's Master of the Xylond Small Sanctum, and there was still the Main Sanctum behind him.
After resting for a while, when he opened his eyes, it was already bright in the dormitory.
But this time, it seemed a little different.
But the Steel Lord could even drive away a Six Winger. As one of the councilors of Blackfeather City, his power had definitely not been fully displayed.
He suddenly felt a little irritated.
He flipped open the phone and pressed the answer button.
Adolf had no doubt about it.
After flipping through all the books on the floor, it was almost time for the dream.
Lin Sheng picked up the book and continued to flip through it. Unfortunately, the pages behind were full of scribbles.
"It's too slow. At this rate, I won't be able to completely digest it in a few years. Without digesting souls, I don't even dare to continue hunting monsters. Even Level 5 Saint Power won't be able to break through in a short time. "
Since the disaster at the manor, he had decisively bought his master, Lin Sheng, a satellite phone.
He rarely slept until dawn. Ever since he discovered that he had the ability to dream, he had been wandering between sleep and waking.
A Level 5 professional's lifespan was nearly half that of the average person.
He was probably above Level 11, Level 12, or even Level 13. No wonder he could become a councilor in Blackfeather City.
If he could upgrade his Saint Power by one level, it would be a significant improvement to his overall combat ability.
In order not to miss any possible occult knowledge, he had a high degree of caution when it came to any books.
Lin Sheng put down the Bloodazure Harp in his hand and fell into deep thought.
His bloodline concentration was far higher than Lin Sheng's, and even Lin Sheng himself could fight enemies one level higher. Not to mention the Steel Lord.
There was no way he would miss anything.
As for the future, Lin Sheng did not know. Without a specific reference, he could not give any comparison data.
According to Lin Sheng's calculations, a Single Winger was equivalent to a Level 3 in Blackfeather City.
"You slept all the way until the sun rose? That's rare. "
After playing the harp for a while, Lin Sheng felt that something was not right.
As a result, most of the elites in Blackfeather City who had the right to speak and hold various positions were Level Five and above.
After playing the harp, Lin Sheng found that the Steel Lord's soul in his soul had only melted a little.
So even in Blackfeather City, a Level 3 warrior was a transcendent and belonged to the elite level.
This thing met Lin Sheng's requirements. It did not have any entertainment function, only extremely strong endurance and signal capabilities.
He and his teacher used to be members of an organization called the Iron Fist Society, but now he had jumped ship. He had converted to the Holy Light.
Five Wings, Level 10 to Level 11 in Blackfeather City, and that was Khadula's limit.
"If I can completely digest the Steel Lord's soul, I can definitely break through Saint Power Level 5 easily. By then, my overall strength will definitely increase to Level 6. In the dream, I can only use my own strength, and the benefits of Saint Power are too great … "
"No problem. Let them come to Yinglu Academy, "Lin Sheng said lightly.
In Blackfeather City, the average person could live for a hundred years, and a Level 5 professional could live for at least 150 years.
Some dream-like sentences began to appear frequently.
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