"This place … could it be a dream too?"
Lin Sheng frowned as he slowly walked toward the pillar that connected heaven and earth.
His current strength was enough for him to explore the surroundings.
Soon.
He had only walked a dozen meters.
A muscular warrior in a black cloak slowly rose from the ground.
The black-cloaked warrior held a black brazier in his hand, burning with black flames.
His face had no facial features, only a colorful blur.
"Like, dislike, disappointment, despair!!"
The moment the black-cloaked warrior saw Lin Sheng, he roared in pain as he raised the brazier and smashed it at him.
Lin Sheng pointed with his finger. A small burst of holy light burst out from the tip of his finger, blocking the brazier and bouncing it back.
With a bang, the brazier hit the black-cloaked warrior, and the black flames immediately ignited his entire body.
"Ahh!!"
The black-cloaked warrior screamed as he lunged at Lin Sheng, but before he could get close, he was hit in the face by a holy light.
After a loud explosion, the black-cloaked warrior's upper body was blown to pieces, and he died.
Soon, his body turned into black smoke and dissipated.
"Very weak … but …" Lin Sheng frowned as he looked down at his finger.
The tip of the finger that had just released Saint power had dimmed a little. It seemed to be stained with some dust.
"It's not an illusion … It seems to have been stained with something …"
Lin Sheng stopped and did not continue forward.
Saint power was not invincible.
He knew that very well.
Otherwise, Blackfeather City would not have fallen when the Holy Sanctum still had its power.
This thing could break through Saint power and stain his body. It was obvious that its nature was more overbearing than Saint power, or more advanced.
"I can't continue until I've studied it thoroughly." Lin Sheng slowly retreated toward his house.
Back at the window, he reached out and opened it, jumping in easily. Then he locked the window.
He named the plain outside the window the Plain of Nightmare. The danger was unknown, and he did not intend to touch it for now.
Back home, Lin Sheng meditated for a while, trying to use dark and Saint power to dispel the gray on the tip of his finger.
But to no avail.
Be it Dark Powers or Saint power, they seemed to have turned a blind eye to the gray. It did not work at all.
This shocked Lin Sheng.
Even after the dream ended, Lin Sheng was still trying to figure out how to deal with the changes in his fingers.
…
…
In the isolation room.
Lin Sheng slowly woke up from his dream.
Standing up from the bed, he raised his right hand and looked at the tip of his index finger.
The skin color there was slightly different from other parts of the body. Relatively speaking, it was a little darker. It was like being stained with a little incense ash.
"Trouble … I can't believe I brought it to the real world …" Lin Sheng frowned.
But there was nothing he could do about it for now. He could only use Saint Power to wash it over and over again.
Fortunately, with a large amount of Saint power and the Chaotic Soul Power from the Tidal Gate, it seemed to have some effect.
The grey speck on the tip of Lin Sheng's finger finally began to fade.
After dealing with the finger, Lin Sheng heaved a sigh of relief. He had made up his mind to never explore the Nightmare Plain again.
Before figuring out the nature of the gray power, he had to be careful.
After resting in the research center for a while, Lin Sheng turned on the computer to check the integrated information from the outside.
Now, the computers in Henricqal were automatically connected into a closed local area network. Computers everywhere could exchange information with each other, which was quite convenient.
And this was only possible within the range of Saint power. It was only so convenient inside the safe zone that people referred to as the Safe Zone.
Outside the safe zone, monsters could sneak in and attack at any time.
Lin Sheng looked at the information on the computer, changed his clothes, and turned back into Lin Sheng, an international student, and left the research center.
He had eaten a lot of dark spirits recently, and the pressure was a little heavy.
So Lin Sheng liked to go to a nearby teahouse occasionally, order a cup of hot tea, have some snacks, watch a movie, play some games, and relax.
The teahouse was opened by Celine. Lin Sheng had met the owner a few times. He was a middle-aged man who had experienced the vicissitudes of life.
He chatted casually with the man, but not in detail. He only knew that the man came from a nearby town to seek refuge after the outbreak of the Blacktide.
After leaving the research center, Lin Sheng walked slowly through two streets and walked into the Iron Gray Teahouse.
The seats in the teahouse were sparse, and there were not many customers.
"Give me a single room." He took out his membership card and slapped it on the counter at the door.
"Yes, sir. Please wait a moment." The waiter quickly booked the room.
As Lin Sheng was about to go to his usual room on the second floor, he suddenly glanced around and saw a table of interesting customers in the hall.
There were three girls sitting at the corner of the table near the bathroom. Two of the girls were young, seemed to be under twenty.
The other girl was at least in her twenties. She looked much more mature. She was wearing a red jacket and blue and black jeans, which outlined her slender legs and buttocks.
Among the three girls, the two younger ones were not eye-catching, just two bean sprouts.
But the third girl was relatively mature, and she was quite sexy and charming.
Of course, there were many beautiful girls in the world, and Lin Sheng would not be so concerned about all of them.
What he was concerned about was the other party's identity.
"Xie Qiaoyue?"
A name flashed through Lin Sheng's mind.
Back in Celine, this Xie Qiaoyue had caused him a lot of trouble. He almost had a direct confrontation with the Redwinian military.
At that time, the Redwinian military was searching everywhere for Xie Qiaoyue's Sea Eagle.
In the end, they found Lin Sheng's Iron Fist Society. And the conflict broke out.
"Since we met here, then …" Lin Sheng smiled, and turned towards Xie Qiaoyue and the other two.
His target was clear, and his direction was straight. Soon, Xie Qiaoyue and the other two noticed him.
Xie Qiaoyue was sitting sideways facing Lin Sheng, and when she heard the commotion, she turned to look at Lin Sheng.
At first, she did not recognize him.
But two seconds later.
Her body began to tremble.
Five seconds later, her face was pale, and she was already thinking about which way to run.
If not for the fact that she was being chased by that monster, she might have gotten up and run.
But unfortunately, at this time, she would definitely die if she ran.
And if she stayed here and faced the leader of the Iron Fist Society, at least she had a chance of survival …
* Smack. *
Lin Sheng pressed his hand lightly on the table in front of Xie Qiaoyue.
"How did you get here from Celine? Also, I want to know how Sarroux is doing over at Celine. "
He looked at Xie Qiaoyue as if he was talking to an old friend.
"Also, where's your Blue Sea Eagle?"
Xie Qiaoyue's body stiffened, and she did not dare to move.
"Sea … Sea … Sea Eagle ran … ran away …" She was so nervous that she was tongue-tied.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid … At most, I will just kill you with one slap. I won't do anything bad to you. "Lin Sheng comforted her.
Xie Qiaoyue became even more nervous.
Being beaten to death wasn't considered a bad thing?
"I … I … I have important information to provide! Please let me go!! "She was trembling, her muscles were so tense that tears, snot, and saliva were about to flow out.
"Oh? What information? "Lin Sheng was interested.
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