"Soon … Soon …" Lin Sheng felt a vague pure-white power at the back of his head, mixing with the dark golden light of the Crag Dragon blood.
The mixture of the two was like a platinum-colored vortex, viscous and spinning.
Lin Sheng's own soul power was frantically pouring into the vortex.
He had read about the breakthrough principle of the Palatinate from the ancient books.
The Palatinates could really make a qualitative leap, but it did not rely on their own accumulation. It relied on the Eventide, which was connected to the Eventide after opening the Tidal Gate.
The power of the Eventide was endless, vast, and almost instantaneously turned the Palatinates into a perpetual motion machine with infinite cannon fire.
So in the case of inexhaustible dark energy, the Palatinates unscrupulously developed all kinds of skills and powers of their own.
Moreover, the opening of the Tidal Gate seemed to have produced different qualitative changes in their bodies, producing all kinds of special abilities.
By relying on the special abilities and the endless dark energy, the power of the Palatinates was basically a walking disaster in human form.
On this basis. Lin Sheng vaguely felt that his whole body seemed to be going through the same process.
The power of the blood in his body and the Saint power seemed to be trying to knock on the door of some unknown power.
"It is conceivable that this door is probably not the Tidal Gate. The amount of dark energy in my body is too little, and I am not even qualified to participate. "
Lin Sheng sensed the vortex at the back of his head, and his physical and spiritual instincts told him that it would take more soul power to make this vortex grow.
The more, the better!
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…
The real world, Henricqal. The workstation.
As a unified place for the newcomers to work, the workstation was built by Margret after the system in Olro.
At this time, there were rows of survivors lined up in a folded long line, quietly waiting in front of the counter.
The deserted department store building was temporarily requisitioned to become a camp for these survivors.
"What's your name?"
The middle-aged man in charge of registration looked up at the people in the queue, and immediately lowered his head.
"Sawyer."
"Surname?"
"No."
"Do you want to stay or return to your hometown?"
"Stay. I … have no hometown. "
The ugly face of the people in front of him flashed a faint trace of confusion.
"What are you good at? What kind of work experience, achievements, specialization, education, etc.? "
"I specialize in … sealing."
Crack.
The brush stopped abruptly, almost breaking in half.
The middle-aged Darksider quickly looked up and stared at the ugly girl in front of him.
"Are you sure it's a seal? The one with the dark powers? "
"… I am a direct descendant of the Linwei Clan, one of the three great Sealed Imperial Clans," the ugly girl said calmly.
The middle-aged Darksider's eyes narrowed as he suddenly remembered a piece of news he had read earlier.
A small country with a long name next to Miga, Nabgados Sarrocles, had been flooded by countless monsters and the Black Tide not long ago.
The royal family of this small country seemed to be the Qilin Tail Clan with sealed bloodlines.
The Sealed Bloodline referred to the powerful families whose ancestors had produced top Palatinates with the ability to seal.
This was the case for the Linwei Clan.
Their ancestor once had a powerful Palatinate with sealing arcana. Thus, this bloodline continued to be passed down.
Because they had always intermarried, they did not let this trace of bloodline be diluted and scattered. There was still a chance for future generations to reproduce the ability.
Although the sealing ability was only auxiliary and not strong in actual combat, it had a wide range of uses.
Not to mention the others, the giant monsters sealed in the Mysterious Realm, such as the Sunstrider, were all trapped by the Palatinates with the sealing ability.
So the Darksiders with this ability were like pandas, very few in number and exceptionally precious.
The middle-aged Darksider immediately knew that he could not make the decision, so he quickly connected to the communicator and reported the situation.
"Wait a minute, someone will come to pick you up soon." He calmed the ugly girl in front of him with gentle words.
"Okay." The girl stood calmly and indifferently.
She knew that she was valuable, but at the same time, she also knew where the limits of her value were.
Most importantly, she wanted revenge!
It was not only the Black Tide monsters that caused the extinction of the Linwei Clan, but also the living.
…
…
Three days later.
The Darkspirit Cavern of Caerphabor.
In the rumbling sound.
Countless evil spirits rushed madly toward the white light in the center. The red dark spirits were like waves, constantly hitting the reef in the center. But there was no limit to break the reef.
Lin Sheng stood in the sea of dark spirits and swung his sword.
The white holy light exploded, and in an instant, dozens of dark spirits were killed.
But he did not even have time to pick up the dark spirit beads, and could only continue to swing his sword to kill more dark spirits that rushed toward him.
For three consecutive days, he had quickly walked through the entire Darkspirit Cavern. The number of dark spirits he killed was not tens of thousands, but at least seven or eight thousand.
Among them, there was no lack of high-level dark spirits and Darkspirit Generals.
The large amount of soul power that he had obtained was all poured into the platinum vortex in the back of his head.
But he did not know if it was because he had killed too many, or because of other reasons.
On the third day, a large number of Evil Spirit armies suddenly appeared around him, surging toward him like a tidal wave.
There were many Darkspirit Generals among the besieging army.
Lin Sheng had no choice but to put on the Armor of Dawn and fight head-on.
"Kill him! Kill! "
In the distance of the dark spirit army, a loud roar could be vaguely heard.
Obviously, someone was commanding this encirclement.
Lin Sheng did not intend to kill them.
The soul attacks that the dark spirits were good at did not have much effect on him, who had a strong soul.
And a little physical impact was indifferent to the Crag Dragon blood and the Armor of Dawn.
These dark spirits were simply helpless against him. They could only use numbers and lives to try to exchange for his failure.
Lin Sheng swung his sword again and again, constantly bursting out Saint power beams, killing all the dark spirits around him.
Occasionally, he would grab the dark spirit beads on the ground and purify them, absorbing the soul power to replenish his consumption.
Time seemed to have become meaningless in the unceasing slaughter.
Swathes of Evil Spirits fell like harvested wheat.
Some dark spirits formed a ritual array with each other, gathering a large number of strange attacks to assassinate Lin Sheng.
Some dark spirits mobilized the substances of heaven and earth, turning them into various poisons and weapons, rushing toward Lin Sheng.
There were also dark spirits using illusions, turning into important figures that Lin Sheng was familiar with, trying to paralyze and confuse him.
But all the tricks of these dark spirits were useless.
He simply swung his sword and killed a large number of dark spirits one after another.
And the three Darkspirit Marshals in the distance were also staring at Lin Sheng with fear.
"He must pay the price! That is his life! "
A female Darkspirit Marshal said angrily.
"His power is too strong against us. I'm afraid we can't fight him alone! "Another marshal said in a deep voice.
"Then let's work together and use the Heaven and Earth Burial Ritual! If he doesn't retreat, then let's die together! "The female Darkspirit Marshal said angrily.
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