Nightmare’s Call

“Three times… not 30%… This is amazing…”

Lin Sheng could feel that the holy power within his body was roiling like a violent sea. The upgrade in his dark power capacity seemed to have stimulated his holy power. The holy power was in a frenzy. It was trying to resist and consume the dark powers that had appeared, but due to the dark powers being a manifestation of the dark side of one’s soul, it could never be extinguished.

With his holy power being more and more agitated, it tried to draw more and more holy power out of the light side of the soul as if trying to win by sheer volume.

“Interesting… so the dark powers could function as a stimulant?” Lin Sheng closed his eyes to clearly feel the changes in his body, having more understanding as he went.

“No matter what, the holy power had reached the maximum capacity of my body.”

His entire body was even slightly swollen.

A large amount of holy power was trying to eradicate the dark powers in a frenzy, and without any recourse, it instinctively thought that it did not have enough power, and was stimulating the soul to produce even more.

This stimulation had even affected his own body.

Even with his body, already strengthened by the blood of the Crag Dragon could not control and suppress the growth.

“No more training…” Lin Sheng immediately decided to stop his dark power training.

If he were to let it grow further, the holy power inside him will probably cause his body to explode.

Even so, he had already felt dehydrated as the holy power within his body took hold of every inch of his body.

“I’ve probably hit Level 7 with my holy powers already, but my body cannot keep up, and need to have it nourish it for a while. Most of the paladins have body stronger than their holy powers, and I’m the exact opposite,” Lin Sheng lamented as he stopped his training.

While he knew he could still push on, but with the holy power raging within him upon stimulation, he was afraid something bad will happen.

After tidying up, Lin Sheng got the Unseen Servant to bring him a glass of hot milk. And after finishing it, he left the room.

*Clack.*

At the same time, the sound of a door closing rang out not too far away.

It seemed like someone had just entered the room.

Lin Sheng peered over and saw the sign on the door. Milla Ashyl.

“Professor Auldmandiller’s granddaughter?” Lin Sheng guessed the latter’s identity.

The latter seemed to be avoiding him on purpose but he did not mind that. He had no intention to speak to the girl anyway.

When he got to the washroom, Lin Sheng threw the dirty clothes into the basket as he turned on the tap and started to wash his face. He then pulled his phone out of his pocket and dialed a number.

The tune of the line waiting to be connected rang out.

A moment later, the line was connected.

“Chenchen? Have you arrived at Miga? How’s school?” His mother, Gu Wanqiu’s voice rang from the opposite side.

“Everything’s fine. Don’t worry, there’s even a free canteen, plus my accommodation and stuff is free as well. My professor has been good to me too.” Lin Sheng smiled as he said.

He told his family that he had managed to get a place for student exchange to further his studies in Miga.

With official backing and every procedure in place, his family bought the story whole.

“Then that’s fine, don’t think too much about money, take care of yourself okay. Make friends with your dorm mates, don’t be stubborn.”

“I know, I know.” Lin Sheng smiled again as he replied.

He will call his family at least once a week, to put them at peace.

“Everything’s fine at home?” Lin Sheng asked.

“Fine, but your sister, she had made some new friends and had been staying out late…”

Lin Sheng listened on as his mother nagged and complained, his smile never faded for a second. He actually loved listening to his mother telling tales of home. That made him feel that he was still close to them, that he was still Lin Sheng.

As his power and level grew, as the more circles and worlds he came into contact with, Lin Sheng sometimes really felt that he was getting out of touch with reality.

Very quickly, half an hour had passed. Lin Sheng hung up and quickly took a bath. After putting on a white bathrobe, he walked out of the bathroom.

He then ran into a black-haired, blue-eyed girl with a princess cut who was tapping away at her phone.

The girl was standing outside Milla’s bedroom and wore blue pajamas. She had quite a resemblance to Professor Auldmandiller, and he could tell that she was his granddaughter, Milla.

The moment she saw Lin Sheng stepping out, Milla took a glance before turning back into the room and slamming the door shut.

Lin Sheng did not mind that as he returned to his room and closed it behind him before throwing himself on to the bed.

Perhaps it was his raging holy power, or the training of his dark powers had drained his soul. Very quickly Lin Sheng’s consciousness turned blurry as he sank into a deep sleep.

…

“…If you don’t like this, we can change your head, your hand, your leg. Uh… no, no, no, your hair, your hair at least. I like your hair, it’s long and black. Do you know the sky? A dark, black sky, they always like to turn red in the evening. What’s over there I wonder? Heavens! Is it a black spiked catfish? I don’t like spiked catfish, they always like to spray stinky water at random. Poisonous stinky water. You will hate it when you see it, and I’ve seen it many hundreds of times since young…”

A buzz of high-pitched voice roused Lin Sheng from his sleep.

In a daze, he shook his head, and as he opened his eyes, before him was a blurry, dark, verdant forest.

Additionally, in front of his eye was a weird little being with purple butterfly wings the size of a palm. The tiny person’s wings fluttered as its sharp eyes winked, apparently smiling.

The edge of its eyes and mouth were ticked upwards, long, and sharp, giving out a weird, chilling feel to them.

The tiny person was chattering, chattering non-stop, as both of its eyes stared at Lin Sheng with an avaricious and venomous gaze.

“Ugh…” Lin Sheng shook his head, and his vision became clear.

He looked at himself, and notice that it was soft, black ground beneath him. All around were massive trees that blocked out the sun. Each of them was at least a few meters wide.

A continuous chatter still rang beside his ear.

Before him was a pixie-like tiny person with butterfly wings that continued to blabber nonsense that Lin Sheng had no idea what to make of it.

It was standard Ancient Rehn. While he understood what it was saying, he was now totally at a loss as to what the latter was on about.

“Hello.” Lin Sheng used the same language as he spoke.

“If you give one-eighty of a flower petal to the Rat King he will give you a mysterious present. The wrapping of the present can be used to stir fry grain stalks. If you eat a paper-thin layer within it, it will increase your intelligence. And you must never eat the black cake within. You’ll lose your sight, your hearing, and everything you treasure if you eat it. So what’s the thing you treasure the most?”

A continuous stream of babble that leaped from one topic to another came out of the butterfly pixie’s mouth and that made Lin Sheng dizzy. The voice seemed to have a special effect, and the moment he tried to decipher what she was really on about, he would feel his headache.

He then ignored the pixie and got a measure of himself. He was still in the same garb from Blackfeather City, clad in crimson armor, with a bundle of short axes on his back, without a helmet. His temple stung.

“So I left Blackfeather City… but where is this place? He looked around as he tried to make sense of the place.

Sadly, it was nothing but trees and vines around him.