Three days later.
The Darkspirit Cavern of Caerphabor.
Djall Demonhand sat quietly on a chair outside the library.
In the passage outside, other than him, there were other dark spirit guards quietly guarding the passage.
Not long after, a faint whistling sound came from the library.
Djall Demonhand's expression froze, and he quickly got up.
In the rumbling sound, the door of the library slowly opened.
Lin Sheng slowly walked out from inside.
He seemed to be different from before. His body seemed to be glowing with white light, and his temperament and posture were much calmer than before.
"Is this the same place I came back from?" Lin Sheng looked around, and confirmed that he was back in the library of the Demonhand Clan.
He turned his gaze and saw Djall Demonhand guarding the door.
"How long has it been since I left?" He asked directly.
"Sir, it has been more than twenty shifts of red and black."
The shift of red and black was a unique method of time in the Darkspirit Cavern. There was no sun or moon here, only day and night.
The day was red light, and the night was darkness.
Twenty shifts of red and black meant that twenty days had passed.
But for Lin Sheng, only three days had passed in reality.
"I didn't notice it before, but now it seems that the flow of time here is much faster than in reality. More than three days have passed in reality, but more than twenty days have passed here. "
"In other words, only one day has passed in reality if I stay here for seven to eight days. What a bargain! "
Lin Sheng was satisfied.
"Alright, tell me, where else in Caerphabor Cavern have I not cleared?" He asked calmly.
"There's only one last place, but the lord there is a marshal. I had planned to conquer the territory for you, sir, but unfortunately … "Djall Demonhand bowed his head in shame.
Lin Sheng guessed that this guy had used his name to rush over excitedly, only to find that a marshal had popped up out of nowhere and did not give him any face.
So he was beaten without hesitation.
"Take me there." Lin Sheng did not want to waste time talking nonsense.
Right now, he already had the qualifications to be straightforward.
Djall Demonhand did not dare to say another word. He quickly sent out an order through the Soul Spell, then slowly led Lin Sheng out of the Grand Library and back to the surface.
When they reached the surface, there were already three Darkspirit Generals outside, and hundreds of elite Darkspirits had been waiting for a long time.
These were the assets of the Devilhand Clan, and they were temporarily considered Lin Sheng's assets.
"Sir, please get on the horse. This is the mount we have specially prepared for you. Its name is Oga the Gorefiend. "
Djall Demonhand brought a blood-red horse to Lin Sheng.
The giant horse seemed to be a type of Darkspirit, as it was covered in thick, sinister, and sharp black armor.
Looking from afar, this guy was covered in metal armor that was incomparably thick. There were barbs, spikes, spikes, and blades all over his body.
It didn't look like a horse at all. Instead, it looked like a terrifying war elephant!
Oga the Gorefiend quietly walked in front of Lin Sheng. He was very calm, but his scarlet eyes were like a pair of searchlights, calmly watching Lin Sheng.
"Oga the Gorefiend? The name is too long. I'll call you Gorefiend from now on. "Lin Sheng reached out and gently stroked the mane of the behemoth-like war horse. The Gorefiend did not refuse.
Silent, strong, like a silent active volcano that could erupt with terrifying power at any time.
Lin Sheng flipped over and rode on it.
Although it was his first time riding a horse, his strong body control allowed him to stabilize his body's balance immediately. Like a mountain, he firmly pressed on the back of the Gorefiend.
Djall Demonhand breathed a sigh of relief.
It took him a lot of effort to convince this horse to come over.
Oga the Gorefiend was a powerful Darkspirit at the same level as him, but the Gorefiend had been looking for a strong one, wanting to restore the glory of being a war horse and be invincible on the battlefield.
But such an existence had never been found. Occasionally, he would meet a strong one, but most of them did not need a mount at all.
Until Lin Sheng appeared out of nowhere.
Djall Demonhand racked his brains and finally found the best gift for a humanoid creature like Lin Sheng.
So he brought his men and went to the Blood Forest. After a tough battle, he finally convinced Oga the Gorefiend that there was an unprecedented strong one here.
The result was now.
The Gorefiend acknowledged Lin Sheng, and Lin Sheng also liked Oga the Gorefiend. And he was even more satisfied with the Demonhand Clan.
This was a win-win situation.
At this time, the entire Demonhand Clan, under the leadership of the clan leader, Djall Demonhand, was heading to the last Darkspirit territory in the cavern — the Black Gear Tower.
This was the only tallest building in the entire Caerphabor Cavern. It was also the only building.
At the same time, it was the only landmark with the longest history in the entire cavern.
When Lin Sheng and the others arrived, they stopped their horses a few hundred meters away and looked at the tower.
The tower was hexagonal and black, with a slightly thicker bottom and a spiral shape that slowly tapered until the top was pointed.
"We dark spirits have extraordinary wisdom and super power, but we have never been keen on building."
Djall Demonhand looked at the Black Gear Tower from afar and explained with a complicated look in his eyes.
"Because in the Darkspirit World, there will be a huge tectonic shift every once in a while. When the time comes, the world will be turned upside down, and any building will be destroyed. So, we can only protect a small number of buildings as storage space. "
"However, this Black Gear Tower is different. It has experienced who knows how many times the world has been turned upside down, yet it is still safe and sound. We have tried to analyze and unlock its secrets. But in the end, we failed. That's because we can't cut off a single piece from this black tower. "
Lin Sheng nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.
Djall Demonhand took a deep breath. "Then, my lord, let's go in.
Inside is the Darkspirit Marshal who resisted to the death. And his clan, the Sinful Clan.
What they are good at is the rare corrosive poison ability among the dark spirits. Because they have occupied this indestructible black tower, the Darkspirit Marshal has not been able to for hundreds of years … "
* Clack, clack. *
Lin Sheng suddenly galloped forward, interrupting Djall Demonhand's words.
The Gorefiend's thick hooves stomped on the ground, making a heavy tremor.
Lin Sheng wore a heavy white armor, even his head was wrapped in a hideous helmet, complementing the Gorefiend's spiky armor as if they were one.
"Those who have never felt power will sleep in illusion."
Lin Sheng slowly reached out his hand.
His wide palm aimed at the black tower from afar.
"Face the truth …"
He gently clenched his fist.
An invisible distortion like ripples, with Lin Sheng as the center, slowly spread and evaporated.
This distortion spiraled up into the sky like a flame.
In the sky, the huge dark red cavern wall began to crack, tremble, and cracks appeared.
* Hiss … *
There was no sound at all.
A huge white and pure beam of light broke through the cavern sky and fell straight down, shrouding the entire black tower in peace and silence.
The huge beam of light was soft and bright, full of holiness and purity.
At first glance, one would associate it with peace, silence, holiness, and purity.
But such holy light was simply the most poisonous poison to the tens of thousands of dark spirits in the black tower.
The moment the beam of light fell, tens of thousands of dark spirits wailed, their bodies emitted black smoke, and turned into pure dark spirit beads that fell to the ground.
A few Darkspirit Generals and above elites struggled to hold on, feeling like they were plunged into a pot of boiling oil.
They endured the indescribable pain. They looked at Lin Sheng in the distance with hatred in their eyes. They wanted to devour his flesh and tear his soul apart.
Lin Sheng's burly body was shrouded in heavy pure white armor, and the helmet covered his face, making it impossible to see his expression. Only a pair of golden eyes stared calmly at the black tower.
Staring at the huge beam of Saint power that shrouded the black tower.
Djall Demonhand behind him twisted in horror, trembling all over, not daring to make a sound.
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