Nightmare’s Call

Asaimu was wearing a crumpled shirt and trousers that were clean.

In Hengruikala, where even the water source is now under control, such a dress is already relatively good.

It looks like a social elite with some skills.

Yes, the current social elites have this image and honor.

He was walking on the street, and the ordinary people in his sight were either working for Bain University or believers wearing holy emblems. Or the peripheral staff of Xingmang and Yuechi.

Those who just wandered around without a job, apart from the staff and the family members of the superhumans, were the only outsiders who had just entered the city and hadn't found their place of belonging.

Assam tore open the neckline, a little amazed at the stability and peace of the city.

Following a street that was filling in a pothole, he turned right around the curve and onto a staircase at the corner.

Walking up the stairwell, he soon came to a red anti-theft door on the third floor.

Boom boom boom.

He reached out and tapped.

After a while, the door opened a crack silently, revealing a bloodshot eye in the crack.

The eyes saw him and seemed to recognize him.

"come in."

The eyes retracted again.

Asam pushed open the door and strode in.

In the living room inside, there are leftover food packaging bags everywhere, and the sofa, tables and chairs are full of clipped newspaper fragments.

There is one word in the whole room, chaos.

The owner here, a decadent man wearing flip flops, a bearded face, and a thin figure, was sitting on the sofa, picking up a compressed biscuit and stuffing it into his mouth.

"What are you doing here again? I'm just an ordinary person now, and I don't want to get involved in your shit."

"Don't worry, no one knows that you are my half-brother." Assam smiled and replied softly.

"I wish I never had a younger brother like you." The bearded man waved his hand lazily.

"So, what do you want to do when you come here?" He knew that his younger brother, Assam, would never come to visit him if he had nothing to do.

A Saimu didn't reply right away, but stood up, walked to the window, lifted the drawn curtain and looked out.

"What do you think of Hengrui Kala? I mean the current Hengrui Kala."

"Hengruikala? Compared with other gathering places?" The bearded man stroked his beard and thought.

"It's pretty good. Apart from the secret realm, I personally don't think anyone can do better than this place."

"So? What is your purpose?"

He has always known that his younger brother Asam is a very purposeful person. So he came here, must be to complete a certain goal.

"If you say that you are here to overthrow the rule of the temple, you can go out and turn right now." The bearded man thought he had given him a good piece of advice.

Assam laughed out loud.

"Brother, you are still so cautious, but you, who are so cautious, finally decided to meet with me. To be honest, I am very grateful."

The smile on his face faded.

"Actually, I came here this time because I want you to help me find out the real strength and details of the temple!"

"Real strength and details?" The bearded man pondered.

"Yes." Assam nodded. Putting down the curtains, he casually pushed away the instant noodle box on the table beside him, leaning his back gently against the edge of the table.

"For a long time, we have regarded the temple as an emerging large-scale armed organization.

But after several major events happened in a row. Whether it's the three great secret realms or our Seven Locks Tower, we can no longer ignore this increasingly large organization. "

"Compared to other cults, such as the Wan En Cult, in front of the temple, it's like the difference between an egg and a stone. It's not at the same level at all."

"In the two battles between rank envoys, the temple actually had the absolute upper hand. This was an unbelievable shock to the outside world.

Almost every time they come into contact with the temple, the outside world will find that they have deeper and more powerful powers that have not been revealed. "

"After all, you also know how much energy and time it takes to train a first-class envoy even for our Seven Locks Tower.

But what about the temple? The strong inside them seemed to be drilled out of nowhere, and suddenly appeared. This is also what makes it difficult for us to understand. "

"So you plan to find out the details first, and then decide your attitude towards the temple?" The bearded man understood the meaning of the Seven Locks Tower.

"You can say that." Assam nodded. But he immediately smiled again.

"However, simple investigations take a lot of time, and we don't have so much free time to waste. So."

"so?"

"So, we used a little bit of strategy." A Saimu had a mysterious smile on his face.

"What do you mean?" The bearded man blinked.

"It means... the second lock, maybe it's almost to Xilun now? That's the legendary headquarters of the temple."

Assam's face showed confidence.

"Obviously, the temple's frequent actions on Hengruikala's side have far greater influence than that on Xilun's side.

It is conceivable that they are likely to place their main combat power here. to open up new territories.

In this way, those who are stationed in the local headquarters are likely to be the second-level strong fighters who are unable to move because of insufficient strength.

So there has been no big movement at the headquarters over there, and this is probably the reason. "

"So, are you going to let the second lock test the reality?" The bearded man understood clearly.

"Yes. I believe more than 80% of this conjecture is true." Assam showed great confidence.

"I have a hunch."

Xilun Temple Headquarters.

The Night King was lying on the bed like a salted fish, trying to keep his body as flat as possible.

In this way, after the quilt is covered, people can not see that there is still someone sleeping on the bed.

He has blessed a powerful secret of holding back breath!

Since practicing the holy power, his strength has soared by a large amount driven by the terrifying blood.

Coupled with the increase in the current shroud of the temple's force field, his actual combat power is probably equivalent to the two previous him.

But at the same time as his strength improved, this guy's personality became a lot lazier.

"Lord Night King! Don't hide. I've seen you!"

A faint female voice slowly floated outside the bedroom.

"Hehe, come to this trick again, do you think I will be tricked every time? Naive!" The Night King sneered in his heart, he is the kind of man who can only become stronger when he sleeps.

If you want him to work, it will kill him!

"Lord Night King, the Chief Instructor of the Super Special Forces of Xilun will come to pay a visit to you in person today. This concerns the face of our temple. You should come out quickly. If you don't leave, it will be too late." The voice continued.

"Hehe, bullying me is stupid! The chief instructor came here once yesterday! Come today? Overthinking." The Night King sneered again.

What's more, there is also the King of Steel who has just broken through to the level of combat power, and there is no need for him to show up.

"Also, even if you don't get up, you still have to eat, drink and go to the toilet, right?" the voice continued.

"It's been more than ten days. You haven't been to the toilet. Could it be that you plan to pull it in your pants?"

"Hehe, how naive, I've already dug a hole under the bed! Going to the bathroom is nothing to worry about!" The Night King dismissed it.

"Hehe, you are such a clever little ghost." A pretty face with a sneer suddenly appeared at the hole under the bed.