Nightmare's Call Chapter 180 - Pressure: Part 1

Chapter 180: Pressure: Part 1

Clang.

The moment Lin Sheng touched the metal gate, the entire gate fell backwards and crashed against the ground, kicking up a storm of dust.

A loud clang rang out as the rusted metal knocked against the stone paving.

Lin Sheng quickly went into alert, ready to fend off any danger that might pop out.

He had not forgotten the encounter with the ma.s.sive serpentine monster the first time he arrived here. Plus his memories told him then there are level ten elite commanders here.

“If only I can summon Khadula here, then I won’t be so gimped…”

Lin Sheng lamented, and noticed there were no movement around him after a short while. Only then did he picked up his sword and walked towards the main door of the guildhall.

The inside of the guild was a school field-like empty ground. At the center of the field was a flag pole, the flag was so torn that it was drooping down lifelessly. The emblem on it long illegible.

Lin Sheng walked through the side of the pole and slowly made his way inside.

The guildhall was large and Lin Sheng took a good ten odd minutes to circle the entire place.

As the only warrior’s guild in Blackfeather City. This building has a revered position in the memories of the many Blackfeather swordsmen Lin Sheng had absorbed.

And the main guild building was the ma.s.sive house that looked like a bull’s head.

Lin Sheng circled around the building before finally stopping before the building’s main door. As he looked up he saw many engravings of minatours, dragonkin and human warriors killing each other.

It was a very detailed and intricate engraving that carried a certain brutality to it.

Lin Sheng did not say anything as he slowly made his way up the stairs and gently pushed the door.

Rumble…

A tiny rumble later, the main door was pushed open, as the interior was revealed.

Behind the door was a long and dark hall. The hall looked like an underground croft with crimson braziers lighting the place on both sides.

The floor was made out of black stones with crude patterns on it while the ceiling above it formed into a pyramid that had an azure diamond-shaped gemstone embedded into it. A faint, ethereal blue light shone from the gemstone and casted a veil upon the throne at the end of the hall.

The throne was empty, without any beings on it.

“This is…” Lin Sheng looked at the burning braziers and felt something was not right.

But he did came here looking for trouble.

As he took up his sword, Lin Sheng stepped into the hall. And barely two steps in…

Crack…crack…

A six foot tall figure suddenly appeared slowly from the stone pillar by the left.

The figure was glad in dark armor with a bull horn helm, its eyes bleeding crimson glow.

BAM BAM BAM…

Step by step, it made its way towards Lin Sheng, and it was gaining momentum as the twin axe spun in its hands.

CRASH!!

Lin Sheng swung out to parry the axe attack, and without breaking a sweat, batted the monster aside.

“Its strength as about level two. No different than the Vault Wardens.”

He measured a little before grabbing his sword with both hands and sent out a horizontal slash.

The heavy blade suddenly exploded with extreme force and smashed against the parrying axes, sending sparks flying.

The monster was pushed back at least half a dozen steps before managing to steady itself.

But before it could recover, a heavy blade pierced through its chest and pinned it against the stone pillar behind it with a thunderous crash.

“And just like the Vault Wardens, they are not valuable, only useful as meat shields.”

Lin Sheng grabbed the sword and pulled it out.

Hiss…

Dark flames spat out of from the monster’s chest, as the flame rapidly lit the monster up and reduced it, flesh and armor all into a pile of blackened ash.

The moment the mysterious flames appeared, Lin Sheng took a step back, and frowned.

He dared not approach the flames as the holy power within screamed danger when the flames appeared.

“Its capabilities are standard, but there’s this self-destructive dark flame within it.” Lin Sheng put that to memory.

And soon, strands of black lines appeared from the ashes and flew towards Lin Sheng and into his body.

Scenes of a warrior practicing his axe techniques entered his mind.

“Basic axe techniques? These are not important…what’s important are stuff that could tell me things.” Lin Sheng frowned as he searched the soul fragments.

As he cannot bring anything out of the dream, the only things that will aid him were knowledge of spellcasting or rituals, or pure energies.

But regrettably, the memories of this monster was not much. It was not someone of high position in its previous life. As a mere guard, it could never hope to come into contact with any high level knowledge.

After obtaining the basic axe techniques, Lin Sheng picked up one of the axes and swung it about, and felt proficient with it.

As he held his sword in one hand and the axe in another, he made his way deeper into the hall.

On the left side of the hall, there was an opened side door amid the darkness.

The warrior with the bull-horn helmet probably came out from there.

Lin Sheng then made his way towards the door, and just as he got close, another group of bull-horned warriors appeared from the door.

The bull-horned warriors all had short axes in their hands as they walked out in a line, detecting Lin Sheng who was standing in the hall at first glance.

Without any roars or shouts, the five bull-horn warriors raised their weapons and attacked.

Lin Sheng was of course no longer the newbie from last time, and with a step back, and to the side, he dodged the attack of the first warrior as his own blade sang.

UFF!

The warrior was cleaved from his thigh to his head as dark flames spat out and burnt it into ashes.

Lin Sheng continued his motion as he turned the blade into a downward slash, and cut the second warrior’s neck open.

With a turn, the sword still in motion, the blade smacked away the three incoming axes with a thunderous clash.

BAM BAM BAM!!

Three clashes later, Lin Sheng’s blade spun as he charged forward and into the middle of the warriors’ formation.

A few seconds later, three of them had gaping wounds over all over their bodies as dark flames spew out of it, and turned them into ashes.

Lin Sheng stood where he stand, as he looked at five black lines taking shape and flew into his body.

“Six. So I need another forty-four to level up…”

He picked up the slightly blunted blade and swapped over to the other edge as he walked into the side door.

Inside there were groups of congregating bull-horned warriors. Within that small side hall, at least thirty bull-horned warriors had gathered there.

Without any words, the monsters charged at Lin Sheng with their axes raised.

Two bright red glows appeared from the slits in their helmets in the dark, as if some sort of killer instinct had been activated within them.

Lin Sheng endured the shock from absorbing the memories earlier as he maintained his half-dragonic form and charged into them.

He immediately used his full force with his blade, and tore into the chest of two bull-horned warriors in front of him. But that was the end of it.