The entire second floor was a slightly smaller but luxurious living room.
There were two rows of intricately decorated display cabinets, and there were white skulls of various sizes.
Most of the skulls belonged to animals, but there were also a few strangely shaped human skulls.
But Lin Sheng's gaze was not on these skulls, but on three tall figures that were slowly walking out of the bedroom.
With the moonlight, he could tell that these figures were dressed in the same black attire as Annie.
Two of them were female, and one was male. Some of them held swords, while others held short morningstar hammers.
The moment they saw Lin Sheng, the three of them charged toward him like hounds that had smelled blood.
"You're asking for it!"
Lin Sheng raised his head slightly and took a step forward, brushing past the first person.
The black sword in his hand slashed out like lightning. It was like a ray of black light that slashed the second person's neck, and then steadily blocked the morningstar hammer from the third person.
"Bam."
Lin Sheng's violent strength exploded as he knocked the third person away with his sword, and then slashed horizontally in a half arc.
"Pcchht!"
A large amount of blood splattered on the carpet.
The three bodies fell to the ground. Large amounts of black blood gushed out of their necks.
Lin Sheng shook off the blood on the black sword and hid in a corner, allowing the three black lines to quickly enter his body.
Then, his body swayed, and he felt a splitting headache.
Large amounts of messy information flowed into his mind.
From the memory fragments, these three were all Sir Kaarman's adopted sons. They often sparred with Annie, and their abilities were on par with each other.
What Lin Sheng did not expect was that Annie alone had already made him run for his life, and he had almost been killed. But after activating his ability, he easily won against three of them.
"This difference … seems different from the abilities in these three's memories …"
After a while, Lin Sheng, who had recovered, frowned as he carefully organized the information in his mind.
The Sacred Blood Ignition had reached its time limit. But what made Lin Sheng glad was that after using the ability in the dream, the after-effects were not as strong as when he used it in the real world.
He only felt a little weak, but there were no other problems.
"Be it Annie or the three of them, they've all used the Ritual of Sacrifice. Some of them have also obtained the Sacred Blood Ignition ability that I obtained, but it doesn't seem to increase their strength by as much. "
Lin Sheng was puzzled.
Among the three sets of memories that he had just obtained, the fellow who had also obtained the Sacred Blood Combustion ability only had half of his explosive power when he used it.
Lin Sheng thought to himself, when he used his Sacred Blood, it was almost several times stronger than his own. The increase in explosive power was simply incomparable.
"Forget it. Now is not the time to think about this. Let's find the Abjection Ritual first!"
Following his memory, he soon found Bard's room.
The door wasn't locked, it was only ajar.
Lin Sheng gently pushed the door open and entered the room while remaining vigilant.
Inside was a three-meter-long bed.
In the corner, there was a wardrobe and a set of tables and chairs.
Then there were all kinds of white skulls hanging on the walls.
Lin Sheng quickly walked to the table and opened the drawer.
There were a total of three drawers, and there were some rolls that looked like cloth and a black metal plate.
The rolls shattered upon touch, and there was no way to look at them.
There were words carved on the metal plate. Lin Sheng picked it up and quickly scanned it.
"Father said that Blackfeather City will eventually be dragged into the dream. I can't imagine what it will be like. I've decided, we'll leave together the day after tomorrow. "
The handwriting on it was very messy, so one could imagine how terrified the owner was at the time.
"Dragged into the dream?? What does that mean? "
He had no idea why the person would carve words on a black metal plate. But that was not the most important thing right now.
Lin Sheng stuffed the black metal plate into his pocket and continued to search other places.
Bard's room was very clean, and there was not much space to store things.
But that was not a problem for Lin Sheng. He carefully searched through Bard's memories.
Soon, he walked to the bed, squatted down, and pulled out a small metal box from under the bed.
The box was only the width of a palm, and there was a small yellow lock on it.
Unable to find the key in a short period of time, Lin Sheng tried to hack at the box with his sword, but the lock and box were very hard, and he could not open it.
He simply picked up the box and turned to leave the room.
Strangely, after wandering around the second floor for so long, and with the loud sounds of fighting, there were no other monsters around.
Lin Sheng stood at the staircase with the box in his arms.
He put the box down carefully, and looked around before his eyes fell on the staircase leading to the third floor.
He had a guess. From the memories of the few people, the people in Sir Kaarman's residence must have foreseen the disaster that would befall Blackfeather City, and had planned to escape.
"Dragged into the dream." That was the description on the metal plate.
Lin Sheng could not imagine it. If the description was true, to drag the entire Blackfeather City into the dream, such a disaster …
Even after absorbing so many memories, he still could not believe it was real.
He hesitated for a moment, and decided to go to the third floor. Perhaps Sir Kaarman had already escaped? It would be convenient for him to loot the good stuff.
But just as Lin Sheng lifted his foot, an indescribable sense of oppression rushed into his heart.
The moonlight outside the window was quickly covered by the dark clouds.
Everything was plunged into absolute darkness.
Lin Sheng gripped his black sword, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of fear. He felt that the darkness this time was different from the previous ones.
This time, something was about to happen.
The moonlight on the carpet quickly dimmed and was covered.
Everything around him was plunged into complete darkness.
The shadows moved quickly, devouring everything they came into contact with. Soon, they reached Lin Sheng's feet.
Lin Sheng quickly picked up the box, and stuck close to the wall, gripping his black sword tightly, and did not move. Until he was completely submerged.
One minute. Two minutes.
Ten minutes. Twenty minutes.
Lin Sheng did not know how much time had passed. After the darkness fell, the moonlight did not shine again.
He stood in the darkness, motionless.
Slowly, it was time to wake up from the dream.
He noticed this, and tried to take a step forward.
But just as he lifted his right foot, he stepped on empty air.
An indescribable feeling of falling flowed through his entire body. He felt himself falling forward, tumbling down.
Falling, falling, falling …
Lin Sheng's consciousness began to fade. He knew that he was about to wake up, and quickly hugged the black sword and the box tightly.
The box was Baide's treasure, and it most likely contained information about the Weak-Thick Ritual.
And the black sword was his only weapon of defense.
After the past few days in Blackfeather City, Lin Sheng no longer treated it as a mere dream.
While he would not really die in it, it would be best if he did not die.
Not knowing how much time had passed.
Lin Sheng slowly regained consciousness. He seemed to have returned to his bedroom.
He closed his eyes, but could still feel the weight of the blanket covering him.
And the warm mattress beneath him.
He could also hear the ticking of the second hand of the alarm clock.
He slowly opened his eyes.
In an instant, all the sounds around him disappeared.
The bedroom was dyed red, as if it was dyed by the setting sun.
Lin Sheng turned to look at the bedside. The clock was there, and the black second hand did not move.
He looked around.
The bedroom was still his original bedroom. But it was dyed red by the red light coming in from the window.
That kind of redness, peace, and silence gave off an inexplicable sense of eeriness.
Lin Sheng suddenly closed his eyes.
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock …
The sound of the clock's second hand rang in his ears again.
He opened his eyes.
The sound stopped abruptly.
He closed his eyes, and the alarm rang again.
It was like opening and closing his eyes.
It was like two different worlds.
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