Nightmare’s Call

Chapter 333: Assassination: Part 1

“Let’s try this out.”

Lin Sheng wanted to try the Sacred Ground ability out. He pondered for a bit as he held his hand out and gently exerted some strength towards the ground inside the isolation chamber.

Silently, a gentle white light with golden sands radiated from his palm as the white land quickly seeped into the ground as it made contact with it.

The originally grey stone floor suddenly started turning white at a speed the eye could perceive.

At the same time, faint but pure holy aura started radiating from the ground. The stone slab seemed to be absorbing every energy from around it and converting them into holy power.

“Wow!!” Lin Sheng continued to observe. Using about 10 percent of his holy power, he is able to create one square meter of Sacred Ground.

He stopped right at the one square meter mark just to calculate how much Sacred Ground he could create in a single go.

“So that is to say if I were to use up all of my holy power, I can create ten square meters of Sacred Ground.

“Once the Sacred Ground is created, though, it will start to absorb all over energies from around it, and converting it to holy power before releasing it back to the air for perpetuity…”

He squatted down and gently touched the area that had been turned into Sacred Ground.

The originally cold, rough stone slab felt warm and smooth now as if an insulator had been installed beneath it.

“It’s weakening, but very, very slowly.” Lin Sheng could sense that the Sacred Ground was not actually permanent.

“At this rate, it will probably take about three hundred years for it to fully deplete and return to a normal slab.”

He then stood up and walked towards the Sacred Ground he had created.

Just as he stood in it, he felt that his body, bone, blood, and skin all started to feel a mysterious warmth, as if bizarre radiation was stimulating his entire body.

He lifted his hand up as he saw his arm visibly expanding and his skin turning even whiter with a shred of gold in it, like an inviolable metal.

“It works! I could feel that my strength has increased. While I don’t have ways to test out the other perimeters, there should’ve been some increase as well.”

Lin Sheng pinched his flesh and it felt like he was pinching a sturdy tree bark, impressing even himself.

After he was sure that the Sacred Ground was effective, Lin Sheng quickly transformed the entire isolation chamber into sacred ground.

As he had already planned to use this place as his base in Miga, he might as well get it over and done with. It would be helpful when he starts with more rigorous experimenting.

Standing on the Sacred Ground massively increases his abilities while any non-holy beings would be greatly suppressed. A pure energy being like the dark spirits would definitely be the target most debilitated by this.

Lin Sheng had planned to build a Dark Gate, and open a path to the Dark Realm. The Sacred Ground would come in very handy.

He first focused on the few core locations where he would be storing items, or if it was of importance to expel all unusual energies.

He had also noticed another boon of the Sacred Ground.

The ability to expel all other energies was actually the best form of isolation as not only all other energies would not be able to get close, they would be instantly expelled and purified by the holy power.

Thus, stepping into the Sacred Ground itself would be difficult, much less trying to scout the place out.

So, Lin Sheng used the entire night, and his reservoir of holy power to create Sacred Grounds as he rested and recovered in between.

With that, he had turned the entire key areas of the basement into Sacred Grounds.

After completing that, it was almost twelve already, so Lin Sheng sent a message to Milla back in the Soul Fortress that he would not be heading back to rest. Instead, he simply found a bed to lie down and sleep.

With the expenditure of holy power today, even with his Level 11 holy power could not stop him from feeling exhausted as sleepiness started to overwhelm him.

Ever since he had strengthened his Crag Dragon blood, Lin Sheng had been beaming with energy and had not been able to enter the dream for a long while now. So he decided to sleep, and enter the dream to test out his newly gained powers.

…

The familiar ticking of the clock rang out as Lin Sheng opened his eyes in the darkness.

He was standing in the middle of a dark spiral staircase, and all around him were densely packed dark rotting corpses. In his hand was a candle stand with a yellow light on it.

The gentle candlelight radiated all around with him as the center.

Yet, there were no shadows from the light, not even casting a shadow behind him.

“Interesting.”

Lin Sheng lifted the candle stand up high as he continued walking downwards.

Within the darkness, the spiral stairways went twelve stories down. And this time around, it was nothing but calm and quiet, unlike the wave of monsters like time around.

Under the bright candlelight, Lin Sheng very quickly reached the bottom-most level.

Over there, was a giant menacing bronze door. On it was a human-shaped monstrous relief.

The monster’s arms were wide opened as they were nailed into both ends of the door. Its legs were missing and in its place was all sorts of packed metallic motifs, like a circuit board extending all the way to the end of the wall.

“Ah… it has been a while since someone last came here.” The monster’s leopard-like jaws slowly opened as a nasal voice rumbled out of it.

It was in Deviltongue.

Lin Sheng stood by its side and looked at the monster.

“Who are you?” he asked, using Deviltongue as well.

“Answer the question. Mistakes beget punishment.”

The monster on the door did not even bother with him as it continued to speak.

Lin Sheng asked once again and the monster only repeated that.

After a few repetitions, Lin Sheng suddenly felt a sense of solitude and desolation.

For a world that had been destroyed, he probably should have never hoped to find a being that still retained its senses.

For too long a time, too long a struggle had left every life there barren, save for a tiny shred of will to live.

They could still speak but may have long lost their ability to communicate.

“What question?” Lin Sheng decided to go along instead.

“What will happen when the black willow root is soaked in a razorviper’s drool?” the monster on the door asked.

“Tragedy.”

Lin Sheng lashed out a kick.

*Bammm!!*

A powerful surge of holy power wrapped around his right leg as he kicked out.

A blinding white light and thick black smoke collided and exploded. The light tore through the black smoke and drew lines upon lines of burn marks all over the black wall.

The door monster squealed as its face was caved in by the kick. It quickly shriveled as white smoke came out of its husk, and a moment later, it was reduced from a relief into a two-dimensional drawing.

Silence descended again and what remained was a pile of ash from the collision between the white light and the black mist.

*Clack.*

The door slowly opened as a peaceful, azure sky was revealed inside.

Lin Sheng leaped through the gap.

*Hah.*

At that instant, he felt like he had gone through a thin gentle membrane as the candle stand in his hand let out a bright light and enveloped him within it, not unlike a soap bubble.