Nightmare's Call Chapter 67 - Testing Out: Part 1

Chapter 67: Testing Out: Part 1

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The soft sound of a key unlocking sothing rang from the door’s lock.

Lin Sheng looked around, and in his panic, he moved the tea table from the hall to barricade the door.

*Crack!*

An unexpected odd noise rang out from the study.

Lin Sheng tensed and rushed to the study with his sword in both hands.

The window of the study was half open.

Darkness roiled outside the window, and sothing seed to be seething as it rubbed against the window glass from ti to ti.

Lin Sheng darted over and looked out of the window.

Within the darkness, an arm-wide tentacle, which looked like a tree root, quickly slithered past the window.

The tentacle was translucent, and a mysterious silver sli flowed within it.

*Bam!!*

There was a sudden loud bang at the front door as it caved inward in a terrifying twist.

*Bam!!*

Then ca the second crash.

Lin Sheng could feel the entire house shaking

He held his black sword tightly and was just about to activate the Sacred Blood to fight when...

*Wiff!*

A translucent root ca flying in from the window behind him.

The root caught hold of his waist, and with overwhelming force, violently pulled him out of the window.

Just as Lin Sheng exited the window, Lin Sheng instinctively slashed at the root, but the black mist soon surged over and smothered him.

*Crack!*

However, the black sword appeared to have slashed through sothing.

Lin Sheng suddenly felt light, and he fell downward.

He could not see anything in the darkness.

The black mist engulfed him as it tried to get into his nose, ears, and mouth.

Then, a faint crimson light appeared on the dazed Lin Sheng’s body.

The crimson light barely warded off the black mist’s assault, and it looked so thin like it could unravel at any ti.

Lin Sheng curled up and felt that he was still falling.

He could see above him, was the house enveloped in red light were getting ever further away...

He imdiately recognized that house, it was his own ho. He had fallen out from there, and the house had slowly disappeared inside the black mist.

Ti seed to have lost all aning here as Lin Sheng continued to fall.

He clutched his black sword hard. It was the only thing he could rely on now.

*Wuff!!*

Suddenly, another translucent root shot out from afar as so sort of silvery sli flowed within it as it rapidly retracted towards a direction.

Without any warning, Lin Sheng was bound again by the root and dragged in a certain direction.

*Wuff!*

The wind howled in his ears.

Lin Sheng had not felt sothing like this before.

He was being bound tightly by the root, as he was swiftly dragged through the black mist.

This ti around, he did not slash against the root. His instincts told him that if he allowed himself to simply just fall downwards, sothing bad will happen.

This ti, Lin Sheng cald himself down and allowed the root to drag him on.

Ti slowly passed. And slowly, but surely, he felt the mist around him was brightening up, turning from black into an ethereal gray.

*Duff!*

Suddenly, a cotton-candy like cloud ca charging towards him.

The cloud seed to be living, writhing gray body as so parts were contracting as others expanded.

By the ti Lin Sheng could react, he was already about to crash into the cloud.

Just at that mont, the root that was tugging him suddenly increased its strength and changed direction, pulling him away with just inches to spare from the edge of the cloud.

At the sa ti, he seed to have heard cheers coming in from the cloud, distant and unclear.

There were also voices of people speaking loudly as an odd lody accompanied it.

As he got away from the cloud, the voices weakened and disappeared.

Before he could even regain his bearings, another silver-gray cloud flew by.

This ti, chilling screams and cries could be heard as a bizarre, manic howl followed.

Lin Sheng had no ti to decipher what it was all about before a third cloud closed in.

It was much smaller than the first two. It had a faint golden glow to it, and was particularly eye-catching in the sea of gray clouds.

Lin Sheng was dragged by the root beneath the cloud.

And just as he got close,

*Hiss...*

A massive golden face appeared on the cloud.

The face looked impassively at Lin Sheng as a pair of golden eyes traced his movents.

Lin Sheng felt the root binding him suddenly shuddered and started loosening up.

“The f*ck!” Lin Shen quickly grabbed onto the root.

His instincts told him that if he was left here against the golden face man, there would be nothing but danger for him.

Thankfully, the golden face simply looked at him and the root before turning away and disappearing.

Lin Sheng held his black sword in one hand as he grabbed onto the root with another as his body dangled out and slamming against the root from ti to ti.

Clouds of various sizes and colors sped past him.

There were furious howls, cries of sorrow, or silence from the clouds, and so were slowly disintegrating and disappeared.

After flying for a while, Lin Sheng finally felt that his grip was weakening.

And suddenly, he was dazed, as his fingers let go, his entire body thrown by inertia into the air before falling downwards again.

Among the howling winds, Lin Sheng saw him breaking through clouds after clouds.

*Duff!*

He then crashed violently against the top of a small black cloud, and bounce up like a ball a few tis before rolling off the edge of the cloud.

And incidentally, another translucent root flew by underneath him.

Lin Sheng adjusted his position and timing before he struck down his with sword.

*Duff!*

He once again landed on the surface of the root.

This root was the size of a thick thigh, enough for him to ride on it.

The root quickly flew through clouds after clouds as the gray mist around him lessened and his field of vision grew wider.

Lin Sheng lay prone on the root as he looked about.

As the cloud turn scarce, the mist got thinner as well.

A large green island appeared beneath him, with a mountain range crawling across it.

On the highest peak of the sea of trees and mountains was a clear, black stone fortress.

The fortress was dead silent, without any signs of life as vines crawled all over the outer wall.

Before Lin Sheng could even take a proper look, the root that he was on shuddered suddenly as if soone was swinging it about.

He could not react in ti and was thrown into the air and directly towards the mountains.

The translucent root he had ridden on earlier flew into the distance and disappeared in the mist.