Blackfeather City.
* Tap, tap, tap … *
Lin Sheng walked step by step under the dim street lights.
He walked along the side of the street, starting from the small sanctum, past the Knight's Mansion, the Warrior's Guild, and the Advanced Magic Research Institute that he had just come out of.
The mansions and buildings were like behemoths sleeping in the dark, ready to wake up at any time.
Lin Sheng carefully looked at each of the house signs. He was no longer interested in the ordinary mansions. What he wanted to find was a powerhouse like the Steel Lord.
"From the Steel Lord's memories, most of the people in Blackfeather City had evacuated, and only a few stayed. To find a Six-winger among them …"
Lin Sheng knew that it would be difficult.
"But if I exclude humans and include monsters … then I have a lot of options."
Standing in front of a closed shop, Lin Sheng reached out and touched the rotten wooden door frame. He did not stop for long and continued forward.
One building after another was left behind by him.
The towering spire in the center of Blackfeather City and the wide circular area were getting closer and closer to him.
After a while, Lin Sheng looked up.
There was no fog in the city at night.
With the moonlight, he could roughly see the road ahead. As long as he went around a spacious building that looked like a temple, he would reach the central area.
"A temple? There's already a temple, why would there be another one here? "Lin Sheng frowned as he carefully looked at the huge building dozens of meters ahead.
In the middle of the building was a grayish-white stone hall with a dome, and on the left was a sub-tower.
The sub-tower was much taller than the central hall. There were some fine rubies inlaid at the top.
In the middle of the hall, above the door, there was a carving of a hooded angel, and in the middle of the angel's chest was a huge swirl-like eye pattern.
Lin Sheng paused, looked around, and after making sure there was no danger, he walked toward the temple.
As he got closer. Lin Sheng's crisp footsteps echoed in the empty and silent street.
The cold wind howled, and for a moment, all the holes around him were moaning. It was as if a large group of monsters was about to pounce on him.
Lin Sheng stood in front of the gate of the temple. On the left and right were gray round pillars that were more than ten meters tall, extending into the depths of the darkness.
On the door in the middle, there were two indistinct carvings of men kneeling on the ground. The man was bare-chested, holding a bottle and a quill in his hands. His posture was a little weird.
"A small sanctum in a city has been pushed to the edge of the central area, and there's a second big sanctum here …" Lin Sheng raised the flaming sword in his hand.
The burning flames provided him with a steady stream of light.
He walked up to the gate and looked up at the black gate that was taller than three of him.
First he tried pulling out. There was no movement.
Then it was pushing in.
Crack.
The door opened slowly, heavily, bit by bit.
Under Lin Sheng's push, the two doors, which weighed at least a few hundred kilograms, slowly opened completely.
Hu.
A gust of cold air suddenly blew out from behind the door. Lin Sheng shuddered. His body instinctively activated Saint power to maintain his body temperature.
The hall inside was a huge space that was more than a hundred meters deep.
There were rows of thick stone pillars in the hall, forming a straight and spacious path.
The path was covered with a thick carpet that was stained with blood and damage.
Crack. Crack.
As soon as Lin Sheng entered, he saw masked women holding giant scythes slowly walking out from between the stone pillars on his left and right.
These women's heads were completely covered by black helmets, and they wore tight leather armor, only their navels were exposed.
On their snow-white navels, there was a ferocious dark red vertical pupil.
The vertical pupil was exactly where the navel should be, and the eyeball kept moving around, looking a little irritable and neurotic.
"One, two, three, four. Someone welcomed me as soon as I arrived, how flattering."
Lin Sheng gripped the flaming sword tightly and focused.
The four women slowly walked closer, and when they were only five or six meters away from him. The vertical pupils on their navels stopped moving, and all stared at Lin Sheng.
Whoosh.
The four scythes were raised at the same time, and suddenly swung down.
Lin Sheng was a little confused, they were clearly quite far away, but why did the four monsters attack before they even got close?
Before he could come back to his senses, the tips of the four scythes suddenly pierced out from behind him from two different directions.
Pchht!
The four giant scythes landed heavily on Lin Sheng's back.
Pchht. Blood splattered.
Lin Sheng tilted his body at the last moment, and only two of the scythes pierced through his back, but they were blocked by his bones. The other two were evaded by his body.
The scythes seemed to have traveled through space, directly crossing the distance of five or six meters, and appeared behind him.
Lin Sheng didn't have time to think, seeing that the four women were about to raise their scythes again, he quickly leapt forward, the flaming sword in his hand suddenly burst into flames, and slashed at one of the women.
Pchht.
The woman actually turned into black smoke and disappeared, and reformed at another location, swinging her scythe again.
It took Lin Sheng a couple of sprints to reach the second woman.
Pchht.
Another soft sound, and the woman also turned into black smoke, disappearing without a trace.
Lin Sheng swung his sword more than ten times, but his speed couldn't catch up to the four women with scythes at all. He easily blocked and dodged every time.
Pchht!
Two more wounds appeared on his arm.
He took a few steps back, trying to increase the distance. The sudden attack of the scythes forced him to close in again.
He couldn't touch them when he got close.
The flaming sword in Lin Sheng's hand moved at high speed, knocking away the scythes around him.
But it was one against four, no matter how skilled he was, Lin Sheng couldn't win in terms of speed, and more and more wounds appeared on his body.
Streaks of hideous bloody wounds began to appear on his limbs and back.
Large amounts of blood flowed out of the wounds, dripping onto the ground, and splattering everywhere.
Gradually, Lin Sheng's stamina ran out, and he lost his balance, almost falling to the ground.
Pchht!!
The four scythes almost seized the opportunity at the same time, and stabbed into his shoulders from above.
"Whoosh."
A smile suddenly appeared on Lin Sheng's face as he gripped the scythe's hilt tightly with both hands and opened his mouth.
"Roar!!"
A deafening dragon roar, turned into a solid sound wave, and spread out from his mouth.
The four women with scythes were about to scatter, but they were shocked by the sound, and their bodies froze for about a second.
Lin Sheng let go of the sword, and grabbed two women in front of him, and rushed forward.
"Bam!!"
The two women's chests caved in, and they stuck to the stone pillar, motionless.
Lin Sheng turned, stepped forward, and grabbed the heads of the remaining two women, and slammed them hard.
"Bam!!"
The two headless corpses fell to the ground.
He loosened his grip, loosened his shoulders, and slowly walked into the depths of the hall. The wounds on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the middle of the hall, a slender figure slowly turned around, and looked at him. His eyes glowed with a deep purple light.
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