Below the list of paper scrolls is a ritual array diagram, with a line of Guren texts that look like spells on the side.

There is a small line of characters at the bottom.

‘Enni, your mental power can increase your strength at most once, remember to restrain greed.’

"Enni? Spiritual sacrifice ceremony?" Lin Sheng was stunned, stared at the last sentence carefully, and told him intuition.

Maybe he will find a treasure this time!!

Because the materials recorded above are not something I haven't heard of.

"If rituals can be used in reality..."

Before he could come to his senses, suddenly wisps of black smoke appeared on the body.

The black smoke condensed into a black line and penetrated into his chest with a whoosh.

Lin Sheng's mind was shocked, and a large number of memory fragments about the female swordsman were rolling violently in his mind.

Images flashed before his eyes.

"Enni, do you love me?"

"Enni, this is not how the sword is held. You need to twist your wrists, like this."

"This ritual requires a living sacrifice, which can awaken the blood in your body, medium it with some evil power... Don't use it without enough will."

Hmm...

Lin Sheng covered his head and felt like his whole head was about to explode.

He reached out to hold the side wall, wanting to take a break.

Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew towards me.

Lin Sheng suddenly had goose bumps all over his body, and he rolled to the left, trying to avoid it.

But it's still slow.

The headache made him slower his reaction more than a beat.

puff!

A huge black battle axe slashed into his neck and split half of his torso into a Y-shaped shape.

Hoho...

Blood sprayed out, and Lin Sheng's eyes turned dark. The last thing he saw was a strong black shadow over two meters tall.

The black shadow held a giant axe in his hand and was slowly pulling it out of him.

.............

.............

Lin Sheng lifted the quilt from the bed, his body was cold and his face was pale.

"Damn it, I'm sneaking attacking while I'm absorbing my memory!" The gray-print runes on his body did not play any role except to prevent the body from being divided into two.

Because the black shadow was so powerful.

"But the content of that ceremony was written down......the materials, graphics...and the sacrifice method in the incomplete memory..."

Lin Sheng got out of bed and turned on the desk lamp, skillfully took out his notebook from the drawer, and carefully recorded all the details of the spirit sacrifice ceremony with a pen.

What surprised him was that during the spirit sacrifice ceremony, a fixed syllable that was completely unknown to the language was needed as the starting language.

It is not Guren's text, nor is it other known similar languages. It is just a seemingly meaningless syllable, randomly combined.

In the incomplete memory, the woman named Enni recited it countless times before she could remember it. Now it was a cheaper one.

"Human blood, deer blood, sequoia, silver powder... these materials should be able to get all together, which is the whole body blood of the three adults... I wonder if it can be done if the hospital buys it?"

Lin Sheng thought in his heart.

This is a brand new attempt.

If the ritual knowledge obtained in dreams can be used in reality, then it will be of great help to him.

He has tested that no matter how serious the injury is in a dream, he will never have any physical problems when he returns to reality.

Similarly, no matter how you exercise in your dream, it seems that you have no effect when you wake up.

It is obvious that some muscles in my dreams have been familiar with it, but when I wake up and exercise that muscle again, I still feel aching because I don’t exercise for a long time.

“That is to say, everything in the dream will not be fed back to reality.

So, the only thing I can get from it is information, knowledge...such as gray marks, such as this ceremony...."

Lin Sheng knew it in his heart.

In this way, he will also look for related things in a targeted manner.

I looked at the time and it was only 4:15 am.

Lin Sheng lay on the bed, turned off the lights and wanted to sleep for a while, but after receiving the spirit sacrifice ceremony, his heart was itchy and he wanted to try it.

This feeling has always made him unable to fall asleep.

I kept procrastinating until five o'clock and was not asleep. Instead, my brain became more and more excited.

"Forget it, get up and go out for a walk!"

Lin Sheng simply stood up, quickly put on his clothes, put on his sword box, and became a monk.

After leaving Huilian Community, Lin Sheng slowly moved along the street.

Large swaths of clouds in the sky slowly floated, and thousands of golden lights radiated from the east, dyeing one side of the clouds golden.

Early in the morning, many shops on both sides were not open.

Lin Sheng jogged to a viaduct three kilometers away from his home in one breath before slowing down.

There were several homeless men sleeping under the bridge hole, curled up one by one, wrapped in a dirty quilt and sleeping soundly.

Lin Sheng took his eyes back from the homeless man.

High-speed cars kept whizzing past the viaduct.

Lin Sheng walked down the steps by the bridge and walked to the aisle next to the bridge hole.

If you want to pass through the viaduct here, the only way is this aisle.

A few pretty, innocent and lovely girls came to me.

Several girls are in their early twenties, with a little makeup on their faces, long legs and thin waists, wearing woolen skirts and thick stockings, and playing and scolding each other while walking.

"Maybe they are models." Lin Sheng saw a girl with glasses hanging on the camera behind them.

Several girls walked towards him and saw Lin Sheng carrying a black box, and couldn't help but glance at the box on his body curiously.

The thing doesn't look like a piano case, but it's more like a flute-like instrument.

"Lin Sheng?"

Suddenly a low male voice came from a high place on the side.

Lin Sheng was stunned and looked up to the left.

At some point on the edge of the viaduct, a dark man wearing a tight black vest and muscles were standing.

The man had a slightly raised chin, was wearing a black leather jacket, and a silver cross hanging on his chest.

Lin Sheng narrowed his eyes and his hands slid, and the black box on his back naturally slid on his hands.

"Is there anything to ask me for?"

The girls on the side seemed to be attracted by the movement here, slowly slowing down, and looked here curiously.

"Make a movie?"

"I don't know, that man can speak so clearly even when he is so far away. Does he have a loudspeaker?"

On the bridge, the man stepped on the guardrail. The strong muscles on his body flowed and squeezed slightly like a little mouse.

He gently took off his coat, revealing his nearly perfect triangular muscles on his back. What's more important is that he took out a black pistol from his waist with his right hand.

The gun rotated a few times in the palm of your hand and clamped it tightly in your hand.

"Times are different." The man said calmly. "We will eventually become forgotten generations.

However, before that, even if I have been regarded as stupid, I will still persist.”

He snapped and placed the gun on the edge of the fence.

"Let's decide the outcome!"

He stepped on his feet and jumped, his figure almost blocked the sunlight and jumped off the bridge.

Lin Sheng's pupils shrank and he quickly retreated. The black box was horizontal and a crisp sound exploded.

The silver sword body faced the man straight like lightning.

clang!!

The two collided hard.

The man wore a pair of black metal gloves in his hand. He fists together and smashed Lin Sheng's sword from top to bottom.

The huge force hit Lin Sheng, causing him to retreat repeatedly.

Lin Sheng's footsteps were on the side, and his body was rotated and his backhand was a spinning slash.
Chapter completed!