"Sacred Shield Tyrant …?" Lin Sheng held his head as he recalled the large amount of memories he had just obtained.
Innumerable chanting, innumerable sacred scriptures, innumerable hypnotic training processes …
"Damn it! That guy is a war machine! "Lin Sheng staggered a few steps back as he felt a splitting headache as if his head was about to explode.
In the memories he had obtained, the White Armor did not have any personality.
The only thing he remembered was being hypnotized and brainwashed by the Holy Priest in a secret room by chanting scriptures repeatedly.
He no longer had his own personality, nor did he have his own thoughts. All he knew was to fight, fight, fight!
The hypnotic memories flowed into Lin Sheng's brain and he was almost hypnotized by the scriptures.
If not for the large amount of memory fragments that he had absorbed, he would not have been able to resist it.
If not for the training that required him to physically remove a small part of his brain. He might have been brainwashed into a madman loyal to the Holy Sanctum.
This also made him realize that absorbing the memory fragments could also be dangerous.
Standing on the roof, Lin Sheng looked around and quickly noticed that there was a similar black door on the opposite side of the black door.
He quickly ran over and pushed the black door open.
The roaring wind outside had mostly dissipated the moment they entered the door.
Behind the black door was another set of metal stairs. In the spiral passageway below the stairs, there was a broken brown wooden shield and a broadsword that was full of cracks.
There was also a skeleton wearing silver chain armor.
"Seems like an explorer?" Lin Sheng closed the black door and walked down the stairs. He picked up the Wooden Shield and Broadsword from the corpse.
He thought for a while and pulled the chain armor off the skeleton and put it on himself. It was a little too wide.
"I'll just have to make do."
Lin Sheng exhaled and casually swung the Broadsword in his hand.
The Broadsword in his hand was about 15 kilograms.
The Broadsword was sharp on both sides, about 1.2 meters long and as thick as the nail of an index finger. There was some black substance left on the blade.
"It's a little heavy to hold it with my bare hands, but it should be fine if I activate Sacred Blood."
Carrying the almost broken greatsword, he walked down the tunnel.
He was getting closer and closer to the proverb's warmth.
Lin Sheng raised his vigilance, the tyrant had already chased him to the point where he could not resist.
If it wasn't for the geographical advantage and the fact that his opponent didn't have a brain, he would have been killed and awakened.
If they were to encounter any more trouble this time …
Before Lin Sheng could finish his thoughts, he saw a skinny figure in a gray robe leaning against a cross-shaped window in the passageway in front of him.
The figure's head was lowered and he was wearing a hood. His face could not be seen, but the silver pupil on the gray robe on his chest was clearly visible.
"This pattern again …" Lin Sheng's heart skipped a beat, and his footsteps came to an abrupt halt.
In the Sacred Shield Tyrant's memories, the hypnotist who had been chanting scriptures to him was this priest.
In the simple memories of the Sacred Shield Tyrant, these clerics were a powerful class within the Holy Sanctum that wielded mystical powers.
Lin Sheng only paused for a moment, but the priest was the first to react.
He raised his withered arm and aimed it at Lin Sheng. With a whoosh, a swirling mass of black smoke suddenly appeared and shot towards Lin Sheng like a pillar of smoke.
The black smoke tumbled and rumbled with thunder. From time to time, traces of red flames would appear inside, like lava.
The black smoke took up most of the space in the tunnel. Lin Sheng had no way of dodging it, and could only raise his Wooden Shield.
* Boom!!! *
The black smoke slammed into the Wooden Shield, and the seemingly ordinary Wooden Shield only had a deep crack on its surface, and was not completely destroyed by the smoke.
Lin Sheng only felt a huge impact, as if he was hit by a small car, and his entire body was sent flying.
"Sacred Blood Ignition!! Ahhh!! "He roared, and somersaulted in mid-air, and the greatsword slashed against the wall to slow him down.
Amidst the hissing sound of friction, Lin Sheng slammed into the wall behind him, and was sent flying for more than five meters.
His shoes and the greatsword in his hand were slowly smoking, releasing the heat from the high-speed friction.
The air was filled with the smell of burnt sneakers.
Lin Sheng's muscles expanded a little, and a ferocious purple tattoo appeared between his brows.
He raised his shield high, and the memory of the Sacred Shield Tyrant that he had just absorbed appeared in his mind.
"Charge!"
He stomped his feet in a frenzy, and the strength of his muscles flowed like water, all to his feet to increase his speed.
"Shield Bash!!"
Lin Sheng raised his shield, and covered his entire body behind it, and the violent power quickly gathered on his left shoulder.
In an instant, with the Wooden Shield on his left shoulder, he slammed into the gray-robed priest.
Bam!!
A circle of black smoke appeared beside the priest, and blocked the heavy shield bash.
"Thrust!!"
Lin Sheng roared, and his right arm was like a python, holding the greatsword and thrusting it out from the side of the shield.
"Kill!!!!"
An indescribable anger and hatred instantly dominated Lin Sheng's thoughts, and he almost exploded with a terrifying power that he never had before.
The greatsword carried a trace of the Sacred Shield Tyrant's posture, and in an instant, it exploded with an unparalleled force, and mercilessly tore through the black smoke, and stabbed into the priest's chest.
Bam!!!
The greatsword pierced through the priest's chest, and then stabbed into the wall behind him, and only then did it stop.
"Ahhhhhh!!!!"
Looking at the pierced priest, Lin Sheng suddenly let out a beast-like roar.
The memories and emotions of the Sacred Shield Tyrant in his mind were exploding like a tidal wave.
The priest struggled on the wall for a while, and finally had no more strength to resist. The black smoke in his hand slowly dissipated, and he finally died.
A large amount of black blood flowed down the wall, and gathered in the corner, forming a small pool.
Lin Sheng fell to his knees, and the sacred blood in his body quickly disappeared, and in its place was an extreme exhaustion that he had never felt before.
At this moment, a large amount of black smoke quickly appeared on the priest's body, and condensed into a huge black line.
This time, the black line was the largest and thickest that Lin Sheng had ever seen, as thick as an arm.
He was sweating all over, and just as he looked up, he saw the black python-like black line, with an inexplicable ferocity and roar, rushing towards him.
Poof!
The black line slammed into Lin Sheng's chest, and instantly disappeared.
Almost at the same time, a large number of memories, images, voices, and instincts, all rushed into his mind.
…
…
"I will not let you down! Ancellia! "
An inexplicable voice, echoed in his ears.
Lin Sheng felt as if he was hallucinating. Flashes of light flashed before his eyes. Under the light, stood a lithe red-haired woman.
She wore a dark golden armor, with a pure white cloak behind her, and blood red petals under her feet.
"Can we … succeed?" Lin Sheng felt that he was speaking. But the voice that came out was not his. Hoarse, low.
"I must move forward. The Saint Power is guiding me, and follow the light in my heart. That is the only hope, and the only answer. "
The woman answered calmly. Her voice was like metal striking stone, resolute and decisive.
The image blurred, disintegrated, and turned into countless white light spots.
Lin Sheng's eyes widened, and the gray-robed priest on the wall gradually appeared in his vision.
The countless voices in his ears slowly faded and dissipated.
"Damn it! This guy's memory fragments are so large, the information is too much … "
His mind was filled with information about the priest.
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