Nightmare’s Call

In the dim light, there was only one window in the warehouse, and a faint moonlight came in faintly.

Lin Sheng stood alone in the darkness, the weird syllables in his mouth were smooth and natural, as if he was singing a special piece of music in an unknown language.

The priming language needs to be chanted repeatedly, and the standard ritual is nine times.

After Lin Sheng sang once, he didn't find anything abnormal, so he started to sing again.

Then the third time, and the fourth time.

Obviously, he also practiced alone before, without any abnormalities.

But at this moment, he was standing in front of the circular formation, looking at the three groups of dark red substances that were gradually solidifying, but he was feeling hazy and drowsy in his heart.

His consciousness seemed to be a little confused.

His brain was gradually in a state of half-asleep and half-awake, and his eyes kept staring at the blank space in the middle of the circle according to the requirements of the ritual.

It's just that the blank space, on the originally flat plastic paper, slowly twisted and rotated at this time.

Like some kind of thick red grease, it was stirred and rotated, and clear lines emerged.

In the center of the plastic sheet, form a washbasin-sized swirl.

He suspected that he had some kind of hallucination, but at this moment, the ceremony was halfway through and could not be stopped.

Lin Sheng still sang the weird and mysterious start words.

In the inexplicable syllable melody, the vortex in the center of the circle gradually stabilized.

He began to try his best to lift the bowl in his hand, and poured all the mixture of the three materials he had prepared into the vortex in the center of the circle.

poof.

A large mass of viscous slurry seemed to have fallen into the water, sank into the center of the circle, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

hush.

Suddenly, an ethereal indistinct sound floated out from the vortex.

Lin Sheng stared helplessly at the surface of the vortex, and a blurry human face slowly emerged.

The human face seemed to be covered by a cloth, becoming clearer and more prominent.

It seemed to want to break free from the shackles of the whirlpool, opened its mouth, and wanted to scream.

At this moment, Lin Sheng struggled with all his strength, grabbed the piece of red cedar and threw it into the whirlpool.

The wooden block hit the human face.

boom! ! !

In an instant, the huge roar shook Lin Sheng's body numb and his head dizzy.

Unable to support his weak body, he knelt down on one knee softly. His hands rested on the oily ground.

Vaguely, he seemed to feel countless noises echoing in his ears.

Those hallucinatory noises intertwined and mixed with each other, and finally turned into whispers.

The soft, seductive murmur kept whispering in Lin Sheng's ear. It seemed to be telling him some kind of information, some kind of evil knowledge.

I don't know how long it has been.

In the moonlight, Lin Sheng shook his head vigorously, feeling cold all over, his face was wet, and he didn't know what was standing there.

He wiped it with his hand and looked at it by the moonlight.

"Blood!?"

Lin Sheng was shocked.

He stood up slowly and quickly checked his face.

There were blood clots around his ears, nostrils, mouth, eyes, and all the holes on his face.

Quickly peeling off the blood clot, Lin Sheng rubbed his face to remove the remaining blood.

"I succeeded??"

He recalled the process just now, that kind of nightmare-like experience, which made him completely unable to remember what those whispers said in his ear.

All he knew was that he was cold.

Moreover, some unknown subtle changes seemed to have taken place in his body at this time.

There seemed to be an icy chill that had been entrenched in the space between his chest and abdomen.

The chill was like ice cubes, releasing cold air continuously, soaking into the depths of the surrounding internal organs.

Strangely, this chill did not make Lin Sheng feel bitter.

After a while, the chill completely disappeared. It was as if everything had melted into his body.

"Is this the end?" Lin Sheng stretched out his hand to look, and his body seemed to be the same as before.

It's just that the whole body becomes lighter.

He tried to clench his fists, all the muscles in his body pumped.

Suddenly, a syllable could not help but read from his mouth.

"Holy Blood Burning"

Sigh.

Deep in the skin, something seemed to be slowly igniting.

An inexplicable huge force spread rapidly from Lin Sheng's heart, as if it was born out of nothing.

Power, a steady stream of power, surged into Lin Sheng's body like a blow.

Under the moonlight, traces of blood began to appear on the skin all over his body.

Boom.

Lin Sheng tightly covered his heart, and suddenly tore off his collar.

At the heart of his bare chest, a group of dark purple blood vessels clearly protruded. Like a spider web crawling across his chest.

"this!!?"

Lin Sheng gritted his teeth and stretched out his fingers to touch the dark purple blood vessels in his heart.

It was like a second heart growing on the surface of his skin, the surface of the blood vessels was still beating slightly, extremely cold.

"Damn it! What have I done!!?"

Lin Sheng loosened his collar and punched a wall hard.

Boom! !

There was a sudden vibration on the wall. The ground in the whole warehouse trembled, as if some heavy object hit the wall hard.

He changed his expression and looked at the wall by the moonlight.

There was a fist-sized cement gap on the wall.

"My strength has increased so much!?"

Lin Sheng raised his hands in disbelief and examined it carefully.

From Enni's memory fragments, he knew that this spirit sacrifice ceremony was extremely evil, and the stronger the spiritual will of the host, the stronger the power gained.

And the ritual can only be used once for some reason.

But he didn't expect that this ceremony was really successful, and he gained such a strong power!

Lin Sheng originally only planned to try it out, to see if the knowledge obtained in the dream was useful in reality.

but now.

"Not only is it useful, but it's overused!"

He looked down at the plastic sheet on the floor. The moonlight shone on his face, reflecting his somewhat hideous face.

Especially between his brows, he could vaguely see a piece of dark purple Sichuan character muscle.

There was already a large round hole in the middle of the plastic paper on the ground.

The plasma mixture that was upside down around it has also disappeared, and the only thing left is a celadon round bowl.

"Is the redwood gone too?"

Lin Sheng squatted down and stretched out his hands to roll up the plastic paper.

He could feel that in his state, his body's strength and explosive power were far higher than usual.

And not just power, but also thinking.

His mind was calmer and clearer than usual.

It seems that in this state, it will not be affected by any emotions.

Maintaining this form, Lin Sheng intends to see how long this ability can be activated.

He didn't believe that this power could last forever.

According to the explanation given by the person who handed over the Enni ceremony, after the spirit sacrificial ceremony is successful, it will be based on the host's own spiritual will to attract some unknown evil spirit.

The evil spirits will exchange and transfer a special ability to the host according to the material sacrifice prepared by the host and part of the spiritual power of the sacrifice.

As for the abilities that can be obtained, it is all random.

After all, the evil spirits that everyone summons are different. The abilities that evil spirits are willing to impart are also different.