MTL - Nightmare’s Call (Summoner of Nightmares)-Chapter 67 Attempt 1 (Thanks to the Silver Meng of Youming Feather)

The sound of the broken key opening the door began to come from the security door lock.

Lin Sheng looked around and hurriedly moved the coffee table in the living room, blocking it on the security door and pressing it.

Creak.

Suddenly a strange noise came from the study.

Lin Sheng sank, and rushed to the door of the study with his sword in both hands.

The study window was half open.

The black window rolls outside the window gap. There seems to be something. After hearing the noise, the window glass is rubbed from time to time.

Lin Sheng rushed forward and looked out the window.

During the rolling of the black mist, under the window, a thick tree root like a whisker, was gliding rapidly, passing by the window.

The tentacles of the tree roots are transparent, and you can see some kind of silvery strange slime shaking inside.

Huh! !!

There was a loud noise coming from the security door in the living room, and the security door raised a terrible twist.

Huh! !!

It was the second strike.

Lin Sheng felt as if the whole house was shaking.

He clenched the black sword and was about to open the sacred blood burning bar.

Huh! !!

Suddenly a transparent tree root flew behind the window.

The root of the tree wrapped around his waist, so huge that it was irresistible, swept away, bound him and flew out of the window.

Just flew out of the window.

Lin Sheng's instinctual sword cut down to the root of the tree, but a large amount of black mist rushed around, drowning him instantly.

Huh!

The black sword seemed to cut off something.

Lin Sheng felt his body empty and fell down.

He couldn't see anything in the dark,

A huge amount of dark mist rushed towards him frantically, constantly trying to penetrate through his nostrils, ears and mouth.

Suddenly, a faint red light diffused from Lin Sheng's body.

The red light barely blocked the surrounding black mist, but it looked extremely thin and seemed to collapse before long.

Lin Sheng tried to curl up, feeling that he had been falling.

He could see the soft red light above his head, and the house was quickly leaving him. Farther and farther.

He recognized it at once, it was the home he lived in before.

He just fell out of there.

The house slowly disappeared into the dark mist and could no longer be seen.

Time seems meaningless at this time.

Lin Sheng kept falling, he was holding the black sword in his hand tightly, this is the only thing he can rely on now.

Huh!

Suddenly, another transparent root whisker flew from a distance, and the root whisker was constantly flowing with silver liquid, and was rapidly retracting in a certain direction.

Lin Sheng caught off guard and was entangled with roots again. He rolled his waist and shot quickly in a certain direction.

call....

The wind howled in his ear.

Lin Sheng has never experienced this wonderful feeling.

He was tightly bound by the roots of the tree, and the whole man was shuttled in the black mist at an unimaginable high speed.

This time he did not cut his roots with a sword, and instinctively told him that if he allowed himself to fall all the way down, something terribly bad might happen.

So this time, Lin Sheng settled his mind and let the root of the tree take him quickly.

Time passed little by little.

Slowly, he felt the dark fog around him gradually brightening.

From black to hazy off-white.

Huh!

Suddenly, a huge cloud of marshmallows rushed forward at high speed.

This cloud is like a living creature, slowly creeping, and the whole body is gray.

Some parts are shrinking, and some parts are expanding.

By the time Lin Sheng reacted, he had slammed into the huge gray cloud.

At this moment, the root of the tree that bound him again sent a strong force, pulling him to change his direction, and took him by the edge of the huge cloud.

At the same time, his ears seemed to hear the laughter of the crowd, and the sound came from inside the huge clouds, misty.

There seemed to be some people talking loudly, and there were wonderful musical instruments accompaniment.

Soon as he walked away from the clouds, his voice weakened sharply until it disappeared.

After waiting for Lin Sheng's reaction, in the gray mist, another silver-grey cloud flew over from one side.

This time, there were screams of screaming in the clouds, and some weird crazy howling.

Lin Sheng didn't have time to tell the content of the sound, and immediately the third cloud approached quickly.

This cloud is smaller than the previous two, and it appears pale golden overall. Very visible in the large gray mist.

Lin Sheng was tied by the roots of the tree and flew at a high speed from the bottom left.

Just got closer.

hiss...

The surface of the pale gold clouds suddenly showed a huge golden human face.

The human face stared at Lin Sheng indifferently, his huge golden eyes turning slightly as he moved.

Lin Sheng apparently felt the roots of the tree that bound him tremble and began to loosen up quickly.

"Such counseling ?!" Lin Sheng hurriedly grabbed the root of the tree.

His intuition told him that if he was left here and faced the golden face of himself, something extremely dangerous might happen.

Fortunately, the golden face only glanced at him and the roots of the tree, and then slowly disappeared into the clouds and disappeared.

Lin Sheng held the black sword in one hand and clenched the root surface of the tree with one hand. His body was like a toy that flew up and down, hitting the roots of a tree.

Groups of clouds, large or small, with different colors, quickly passed by him.

Some came from the clouds roaring, some came from sorrowful crying, some were silent, and others were slowly disintegrating and about to disappear.

I don't know how long it took to fly, Lin Sheng finally felt that his hands could not hold it.

Involuntarily, he shivered, and his fingers suddenly loosened the roots of the tree.

In the rumbling wind, Lin Sheng saw a continuous cloud passing by himself,

Huh!

He slammed into the top of a small black cloud. Then it was bounced up like a ball, several times in a row, and rolled down along the edge of the black cloud.

Just underneath, another transparent tree root passed by.

Lin Sheng pinpointed his position, and the black sword poked hard at the surface of the black cloud, just adjusting his falling direction.

Huh!

He fell on the root surface again.

The root of this tree is thick enough to thigh enough to ride on it.

The roots of the tree flew fast, passing through clouds.

Gradually, there were fewer and fewer clouds.

The gray fog on both sides also gradually reduced. The field of vision is getting wider and wider.

Lin Sheng's body crouched on the root of the tree, looking forward.

As the clouds decreased, the mist became thinner.

A huge green island gradually emerged from below, with large stretches of mountains on the island.

Among the turquoise trees and mountains, a black stone spire castle is clearly standing on the top of a peak.

The castle is quiet and lifeless, and the exterior walls are mottled with vines.

Before Lin Sheng had time to look carefully, he felt that the roots of the tree under him trembled, as if being caught by someone and thrown away fiercely.

Suddenly he had no time to force up, he was thrown out high and flew straight towards the mountains below.

And the section of transparent tree roots that held him shot at a distant speed and disappeared into the mist in a blink of an eye.