Nightmare's Call

Chapter 283: Dragonblood: Part 2

*Bam!!*

With a casual swing of his hand, Lin Sheng destroyed a monster that had appeared suddenly and reduced it into light particles.

After searching for about half an hour, the sun was rising already, and if he still could not find it, he had to leave the building.

His instincts, stemming from the acute senses of the Crag Dragon blood allowed him to sense that there was something fishy about this building.

The monsters were definitely hiding somewhere.

He went from top all the way to the bottom, and with the help of his vault guards, he had searched almost every corner of the building.

Yet, there were no signs of the monsters unseen to normal sight anywhere.

Thankfully, the vault guards in their smoke-form had already taken out all of the CCTVs, so he had no worries about being detected.

“I can sense a large number of souls here... but why can’t I find it?”

Lin Sheng licked his lips as he quickened the search.

He had gone through the building twice, and the entire area was cleared of any monsters.

Yet, the aura of souls still tingled Lin Sheng’s senses, but he had no idea where they were.

*Beep beep*

The sound of a car’s horn rang out.

Lin Sheng walked over to the window and peered down.

Two black cars drove into the open-air parking lots at the bottom of the building. The vehicles were unusually new and polished. As the door opened, a few men and women in business suits got off it.

“Trouble.” Lin Sheng frowned.

He did not plan to go head-on against the people of the Sect of Thousand Graces, and he needed to quickly find the hiding monsters.

Who knows what sort of skills that god-forsaken sect had.

He was still in his budding period and had no need to make enemies everyone.

“Go and investigate, and if possible, knock them all out,” Lin Sheng ordered in a hushed tone.

“Understood.” Three vault guards quickly turned into black smoke and went down the elevator shaft to the bottom of the building.

After sending his men over, Lin Sheng continued his search.

Not long later, the vault guards reported the success of their mission through the soul link. They were all commoners, and have been knocked unconscious, bound and hidden.

Lin Sheng looked at his watch, it was six-thirty.

“Another half an hour, if I can’t find anything, I’ll have to retreat.”

He had no plans to declare open war against the Sect of Thousand Graces, without the Steel Lord, the Night Lord or Khadula beside him, he was only at Level 7, even with his enhanced Crag Dragon blood.

Even with that, he was at most Level 8, and if converted into the real world, it was about the top of Three Wings, but not yet of a Four-winged Oppressor.

At that range, his powers were neither too weak nor too strong. An awkward situation.

Lin Sheng did not give up and continued his search.

Another half an hour passed by.

Aside from some unimportant personal details, he found nothing else.

With nothing to show, he headed all the way down back to the first floor.

The moment he got there, he saw at least a dozen people lying prone on the ground, all of them taken out by the vault guards.

Lin Sheng looked around and did not sense any transcendent aura. He had searched for a while now, and he still found nothing. So he could only just leave the main hall, and made his way out of the exit and back to the streets.

However, just as he was about to leave, the countless of white eyes appeared on the vases inside the hollowed pillar and stared at Lin Sheng.

The large number of eyes were slightly curved, forming a sinister smile.

“Hmmm?” Lin Sheng who had just gotten out of the building suddenly stopped. “What goes there?!”

He turned back and looked at the building as he paused.

*Whoosh.*

He turned around and dashed back towards the building, and he traversed the distance of a few hundred meters within seconds.

The main door was forced open as Lin Sheng once again stepped back into the building, and the first thing he saw was the sinister smiles on the vases that had yet to vanish.

“Hah! Got you!” Lin Sheng was elated as he held his hand out to grab the vase.

“Smile more!” Lin Sheng blasted a palm-full of holy light onto it.

*Hiss!!*

A series of overlapping shrieks rang out from the vase as a large number of gray light particles floated out.

A large amount of holy power was consumed, but Lin Sheng was instead elated as a torrent of black lines entered his palm, and along his arm into his chest, bringing with it thousands of memory fragments.

He steadied himself as he released his holy power, and started meditating on the Ashen Seal.

He had noticed that training his holy power would reduce the impact of the memory surge.

While this would deny him the vision of the absorbed memories, but it would greatly reduce the burden to his brain when absorbing the memory fragments.

Ten-odd seconds passed by...

A vase cracked and shattered as Lin Sheng quickly grabbed the second.

A large volume of shades was purified by the holy light, as thick strands of black lines entered Lin Sheng’s mind.

Gradually, even the Ashen Seal meditation could no longer help him withstand the tidal surge of memories.

*Crack.*

The second vase shattered.

Lin Sheng looked at the remaining six vases and quickly took off his jacket, and a moment later, he carried all of the vases in the bundle and ran.

He simply dashed out of the building and ran madly along the way.

A street sweeper who was pushing a garbage trolley had just put his broom down when he saw a blur and a strong gust, sending the leaves that he swept earlier flying all over again.

Ten minutes later, a red sports car stopped abruptly at the building’s entrance, as two young ladies in tight-fitting white garb jumped off the car and quickly made their way into the hall.

What they saw were a bunch of unconscious staffers, and an empty pillar in the middle of the main hall.

Their expression turned grim.

“Where are the soul vessels?”

They rushed over to the hollowed pillar to investigate, but there was nothing there anymore, and only a few shattered fragments on the ground.

“Aside from us, no one should be able to detect the vessels! Who? Who was it!?” Another person growled in anger.

“Inform the Cardinal! There’s someone else that senses the existence of the vessels. We need to secure the rest!”

“What about here?”

“I’ll send someone to investigate! We need to find out who! Or this is the end for both of us!”

The two looked at each other and could see the palpable fear in their eyes.

...

Inside the rented apartment.

Lin Sheng did not even bother to go to class, and gave the professor a call to take a day off, saying that he was in a bad mood, and wanted a day off to relax.

It was a totally inane excuse, which would not have flown with any professor.

However, not only did Auldmandiller not admonish him, but he even started to ask things out of concern, dragging a one-minute call into a twenty-minute chat.

As he put down the phone, Lin Sheng once again looked at the six vases he had shrouded with dark powers.

In order to shield it from any other signals, Lin Sheng even coated them with a thin layer of holy power, before putting a second layer of dark power on it.

Even if he ran the risk of exposing his holy powers, he would not allow these vases to be taken away from him.

“Just two vases have gotten me about a few hundred units worth of souls... This trip sure was worth it!”

Lin Sheng was still a slight daze from absorbing too many soul fragments. He had after all absorbed at least tens of thousands of souls trapped within the vase in a span of ten seconds.

The shades provided a varied amount of souls, and they were not equal. Some seemed to be ancient and possessed weak souls, while some had just died recently and possessed strong souls. That was the reason why he only managed to absorb that amount of soul units even with that staggering number.