Bang bang.

As soon as Lin Sheng's hand touched the iron gate of the Warrior Guild, the entire door fell backwards and smashed to the ground, splashing a cloud of gray dust.

The rusty metal collided with the hard stone floor, making a dull and crisp sound.

Lin Sheng quickly raised his vigilance and was on guard at any time for possible dangers around him.

He hadn't forgotten the huge basilisk he encountered when he first entered Black Feather City, as well as the more than ten powerful legion commanders that existed here in his memory.

"It's a pity that if you can summon Kadura in your dream, you won't have to be so constrained"

Lin Sheng thought regretfully in his heart, and after waiting for a while, he found that there was no movement around.

Only then did he slowly lift his heavy sword and enter the gate of the Warrior Guild.

The interior of the guild is a spacious, schoolyard-like open space.

In the middle of the clearing was a flag, which was tattered and hung loosely, and it was impossible to see what the sign was.

Lin Sheng walked along the left side of the flagpole and slowly walked in step by step.

The guild is huge.

Along the clearing, Lin Sheng spent more than ten minutes sparing the entire Warrior Guild.

As the only warrior guild in Black Feather City, this building also has a pivotal position in the memories of many Black Feather Swordsmen absorbed by Lin Sheng.

The main building of the guild is a huge house that resembles the head of a bull.

Lin Sheng spared a circle, and finally stopped in front of the central gate of the house, and looked up at the patterns engraved on the arched gate of the minotaur warriors, dragon-headed warriors, and human warriors fighting madly.

The patterns are very delicate, but with a hint of rugged style, and they look very exquisite.

Without saying a word, he walked up the steps slowly, stretched out his hand and pushed the door lightly.

prosperous

With a slight rumbling sound, the door was slowly pushed open by Lin Sheng, revealing the scene inside.

Behind the door is a long, dark hall.

The hall resembles an underground mausoleum, with red braziers lit on both sides and erected with brackets.

The floor is a gray-black slate carved with rough patterns.

The ceiling above the head is in the shape of a triangular pyramid, and it is actually inlaid with a blue diamond-shaped gemstone. The gem was emitting a dark blue beam, projecting down on the throne at the end of the hall.

The throne was empty, devoid of any living beings.

"Here" As soon as Lin Sheng saw those braziers that were burning with fire, he knew that there must be something wrong here.

But he came in looking for trouble.

Lifting his heavy sword, Lin Sheng stepped into the hall. I didn't just walk in two steps.

Click, click, click

A tall figure of more than one meter and eight meters slowly turned out from behind the stone pillar on the left.

The figure wears dark red armor, a horned helmet, and two short-handled battle axes on its back.

Cha

The figure slowly pulled out a short-handled battle axe and held it in his hand, his eyes slowly lit up red.

Bang bang

It walked towards Lin Sheng step by step, its speed getting faster and faster, and it became more and more urgent.

The twin axes swirled and shook in its hands.

Boom!!

Lin Sheng swung his sword to block the surprise attack of the two axes, and with a slight force, he swept the monster away.

"The strength is almost at the second peak level. Pretty much the same as a Dungeon Soldier. ”

He weighed it, slammed the heavy sword in his hand, and then held it with both hands, and slashed horizontally.

The heavy sword burst out with tremendous power in an instant, slashing at the monster's blocked double axe, exploding a spark.

The monster was knocked back five or six steps by the force before it could stand firm.

Before it could regain its balance, a heavy sword pierced through his chest, pinning it to the pillar behind him with a thud.

"Like the Dungeon Soldiers, it's not worth much. It can only be used as an impulse soldier. ”

Lin Sheng grabbed the heavy sword and pulled it out.

hiss

A dark red flame gradually erupted from the monster's chest, and in an instant, the flames ignited the monster's entire body, and soon burned it to a puddle of black ash.

Even the flesh and armor were turned into black ash.

As soon as the strange dark red flame appeared, it made Lin Sheng take a step back, frowning.

He didn't dare to rashly touch this flame, the holy power in his body sensed the threat when this flame appeared.

"The strength is average, but this self-destructive dark red fire will emerge from the body. He wrote it down in his mind.

Soon, in the black ash of the flames, a trace of black lines rose, and all the black lines converged into a strand, flying towards Lin Sheng and submerging into his body.

Memories of warriors practicing axes flooded into his mind.

"Basic axe techniques? These are not important, what matters is what other intellectual nature can be found here. Lin Sheng frowned and searched through the soul fragments.

Entities cannot be brought out in dreams, so the only thing that can help him is the knowledge of the spellcasting system, or the ritual, or the pure energy body.

It's a pity that this monster doesn't have many memories, and he wasn't a high-status guy when he was alive, just a guard. There is no access to advanced knowledge.

After obtaining the basic axe technique, Lin Sheng bent down and picked up an axe, and played with it casually, feeling much easier.

With a heavy sword in one hand and an axe in the other, he continued to walk deeper into the hall.

On the left side of the hall, in the darkness, a side door was open.

The horned helmet warrior just now probably came out of there.

Lin Sheng walked slowly towards the open side door.

Less than five meters closer, a team of horned warriors slowly walked out of the side door.

A horned warrior walked out with a short-handled axe. They immediately found Lin Sheng standing in the hall.

There was no roar, no roar, and without saying a word, the five horned warriors rushed forward with their weapons raised.

Lin Sheng was no longer a novice rookie, he stepped back and sideways, dodging the first warrior axe. The heavy sword in his hand flicked upward.

Phew.

A fighter was sliced a deep crack from his crotch to his helmet. Dark red flames poured out, burning them to ashes.

Lin Sheng raised the heavy sword in his hand and slashed diagonally to the left. Slice the second person's neck.

He turned, and the heavy sword spun in a row, with a loud whistling sound and impact, slamming it into the axes swung by the other three horned warriors.

Bang Bang Bang!!

After three loud bangs, Lin Sheng's sword blade spun at an accelerated turn, rushed forward, and crashed into the middle of the formation of the three horned warriors.

A few seconds later, the armor on the chests of the three of them was slashed out one after another, and dark red flames poured out from them, burning them to ashes in the blink of an eye.

Lin Sheng stood in place, watching the five black lines condense and form, shooting towards him quickly and merging into his chest.

"Six. It takes forty-four more to be promoted."

He took his somewhat dull sword, switched it to one side, and strode through the side door.

Inside the side door were groups of horned warriors who were rapidly converging, and in the small side hall, at least thirty horned warriors had gathered in one go.

These monsters were silent, and they rushed towards Lin Sheng quickly with a short-handled axe in hand.

In the darkness of their helmets, two red lights lit up one after another, as if they had been activated by some kind of fanatical aggression.

Lin Sheng endured the impact of the soul fragment memory that he had just absorbed in his mind, and his body maintained a half-dragon state, and slammed into it head-on.

The heavy sword immediately burst out with all its strength, tearing apart the breastplates of the two horned warriors in front of Lin Sheng. But that's the end of it.