At the bottom of the list was a ritual circle, and on the side of the circle was a line of incanton-like Gourenne text.
There was a small line at the bottom.
'Annie, your spiritual power can only be upgraded once. Remember, control your greed.'
"Annie? Ritual sacrifice? "Lin Sheng was stunned as he stared at the last line. His intuition told him that he had found a treasure!
Perhaps he had found a treasure this time!!
Because none of the materials recorded on it were things that he had never heard of before.
"If I can use rituals in real life …"
Before he could come back to his senses, wisps of black smoke suddenly appeared on the corpse.
The black smoke condensed into a black line and burrowed into his chest.
Lin Sheng's mind shook as a large number of memories about the swordswoman tumbled in his mind.
Images and images flashed before his eyes.
"Annie, do you love me?"
"Annie, this is not how you hold a sword. You need to twist your wrist, like this."
"This ritual requires a living sacrifice. It can awaken the blood in your body, using some evil power as a medium … If you do not have enough willpower, do not use it."
Ugh …
Lin Sheng held his head, feeling like it was about to explode.
He held onto the wall beside him, wanting to rest.
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew at him.
Lin Sheng had goosebumps all over his body as he rolled to the left, trying to avoid it.
But he was still too slow.
The headache made his reaction slower by more than a beat.
* Splat! *
A giant black axe slashed into his neck, and split half of his body into a Y shape.
* Huff … *
Blood spurted out, and Lin Sheng's vision went black. The last thing he saw was a two-meter-tall muscular shadow.
The shadow was holding a giant axe, and was slowly pulling it out of his body.
…
…
Lin Sheng pulled the blanket off his bed. His body was cold, and his face was pale.
"Damn it, it ambushed me while I was absorbing my memories!" The Ashen Seal on his body did not do anything other than prevent his body from being split in half.
That was because the black shadow was simply too powerful.
"But I've memorized the contents of the ritual … the materials, the diagrams … and the sacrificial method in my incomplete memories …"
Lin Sheng got off the bed and turned on the table lamp. He took out his notebook from the drawer and carefully recorded all the details of the sacrificial ceremony.
What surprised him was that during the Spirit Sacrifice Ceremony, a set syllable of an unknown language had to be used as the initiator.
It was not Gourenne, nor was it any other known similar language. It was just a random combination of seemingly meaningless syllables.
In the fragmented memories, the girl called Annie had to recite it countless times before she could remember it. Now, he was the one benefiting from it.
"Human blood, deer blood, redwood, silver powder … I should be able to gather all of these materials. I just need the blood of three adults … I wonder if the hospital can buy it?"
Lin Sheng pondered.
This was a completely new attempt.
If the ritual knowledge obtained in the dream could be used in reality, it would be of great help to him.
He had tested it before. No matter how severe his injuries were in the dream, his body would not have any problems when he returned to reality.
Similarly, no matter how much he trained in the dream, there would be no effect when he woke up.
Even though he was already familiar with the muscles in the dream, when he woke up, he would still feel sore because he had not trained that muscle for a long time.
"In other words, everything in the dream will not be reflected in reality. In other words, the only thing I can get from it is information and knowledge … such as the Ashen Seal, or this ritual … "
Lin Sheng understood.
This way, he would be able to look for related items in the future.
Looking at the time, it was only 4: 15 in the morning.
Lin Sheng laid on the bed and turned off the lights. He wanted to sleep for a while, but after learning about the Spirit Sacrifice Ceremony, his heart had been itching to give it a try.
This feeling kept him from falling asleep.
He dawdled until five, and still could not fall asleep. Instead, his mind was getting more and more excited.
"Forget it, I'll get up and go for a walk!"
Lin Sheng got up, quickly put on his clothes, carried the sword case, and left the house.
After leaving the Huilian district, Lin Sheng walked slowly along the street.
Large patches of clouds floated slowly in the sky, and rays of golden light shone from the east, dyeing one side of the clouds gold.
It was early in the morning, and many shops were not open.
Lin Sheng jogged to a viaduct three kilometers away from his house before he slowed down.
There were a few homeless people sleeping under the bridge, all of them curled up into a ball, wrapped in dirty blankets, sleeping soundly.
Lin Sheng retracted his gaze from the homeless people.
High-speed cars roared across the viaduct one after another.
Lin Sheng walked down the stairs by the bridge, and walked to the walkway beside the bridge.
The only way to cross the viaduct was through this walkway.
Coincidentally, a few pretty, innocent, long-haired girls were walking toward him.
The girls were in their early twenties, with light makeup on their faces. They had long legs and slim waists, wearing woolen skirts and thick stockings, and were joking with each other as they walked.
"Maybe they're models." Lin Sheng saw a bespectacled girl with a camera behind them.
The girls walked towards him, and when they saw the black box on Lin Sheng's back, they couldn't help but glance curiously at the box on him.
It didn't look like a piano case, but more like a flute-like instrument.
"Lin Sheng?"
Suddenly, a deep male voice came from the side.
Lin Sheng was stunned, and looked to the left.
At the edge of the viaduct, a dark-skinned man in a tight black singlet was standing there without anyone noticing.
The man's chin was slightly raised, and he wore a black leather jacket, with a silver cross hanging in front of his chest.
Lin Sheng squinted, and his hand slipped, and the black box on his back naturally fell into his hand.
"What's up?"
The girls seemed to be attracted by the commotion, and they slowed down, looking over curiously.
"Is he shooting a movie?"
"I don't know, that man can speak so clearly from so far away, does he have a loudspeaker?"
On the bridge, the man stepped on the guardrail. The strong muscles on his body moved slightly like a mouse.
He gently took off his jacket, revealing the perfect triangular muscles on his back. More importantly, he pulled out a black handgun from his waist with his right hand.
He spun the gun in his hand a few times, and clenched it tightly.
"Times have changed," the man said calmly. "We'll eventually become the forgotten generation. But before that, even if people think I'm stupid, I'll still persevere. "
With a smack, he placed the gun on the side of the guardrail.
"Let's fight it out!!"
He took a step, and his whole body leaped, his figure almost blocking the sun as he jumped off the bridge.
Lin Sheng's pupils shrank, and he quickly retreated. The black box exploded with a crisp sound.
The silver sword flew straight at the man like a bolt of lightning.
Clang!!
The two collided fiercely.
No one knew when the man had put on a pair of black metal gloves, but he clenched his fists, and slammed them down on the center of Lin Sheng's sword.
The huge force hit Lin Sheng, and he was forced to retreat.
Lin Sheng's footwork shifted, and his body spun away from the blade, and he slashed with a backhand.
The silver sword was like a waterfall, and with a golden reflection, it floated toward the man's chest.
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