Without even looking at the results, Lin Sheng felt a huge, cold, and piercing force that was rapidly catching up from behind him.

He was not surprised, but quickly rushed to the gate of the temple, pounced fiercely, jumped out and rolled on the spot, got up, and continued to move forward.

Soon, he ran out of the outer steps of the temple before he turned to look behind him.

Dice, the Lord of the Night, was standing in front of the temple gate, not coming out, but looking at him calmly with purple eyes.

"Sure enough, there are also geographical restrictions here!" Lin Sheng was sure in his heart.

As long as there are geographical restrictions, no matter how strong the monster is, he can grind to death one by one!

He estimated the distance between himself and the Night King, which was about ten meters. This distance was too far for him, and it was not in effective attack range.

Maybe for the average character, ten meters is already close. But if you want to fully exert all of Lin Sheng's lethality, ten meters is naturally unrealistic, at least five meters.

Lin Sheng took a few steps forward, picked up a piece of rotten wood from the ground, and smashed it hard.

The wood slammed against the Night King's delicate black armor, making a muffled noise, then tumbling down again.

The Night King remained motionless, still standing in the doorway.

Lin Sheng immediately picked up all kinds of things and tried them, no matter what he smashed, the Night King didn't react.

So he was a little relieved and moved closer. Reach the five-metre limit.

Call!!

He opened his mouth to meet the Night King, and a mouthful of dragon breath erupted.

Dark red flames filled almost all the space under the door, and the blazing heat scorched the door frame and the floor.

Then he saw the Night King take a step forward with the dragon's breath blazing.

Burst!

Lin Sheng's eyes darkened, and he lost consciousness again.

Squeaked and straightened up from the bed, Lin Sheng gasped and looked ugly.

"It's me who made the mistake of empiricism, the King of Metal is bound by the formation ritual, so he can't leave the Warrior Guild, but the Night King doesn't necessarily have a similar situation. ”

He took a few deep breaths and tried to adjust.

"Eh, I still have a way!"

After he had calmed down, he continued to lie down and meditate on the gray seal.

Soon as dawn, Lin Sheng kept calling and began to give his disciple Adolf instructions for all kinds of supplies and things he needed.

Then he went out and took a car to the suburban warehouse where the things were stacked.

This time, he made up his mind to deal with the King of the Night.

That night, Lin Sheng entered the dream realm with a large barrel of gasoline and began to pour all the gasoline from the door of the temple.

But before he could pour half of it, he was seen from a distance by the Night King, and in an instant he was cut into puree.

For the fourth time, Lin Sheng brought the high-powered sniper rifle he had collected and set it up in the middle of the street outside the temple, and then attracted the Night King out.

It's a pity that before he could shoot, as soon as he saw the Night King, he turned into a puddle of flesh.

Fifth, sixth, seventh....

Day after day, Lin Sheng kept trying various methods to try to kill the Night King.

But no matter what he thought of, as soon as he came within ten meters of the Night King, he would be killed instantly.

Lin Sheng didn't even know how he was killed, where the attack came from, and what the weapon was.

Fortunately, now that he dies, he doesn't need to wait for time, and he can continue to enter the dream state the next day.

Otherwise, he will waste too much idle just waiting for recovery time.

.........

.........

Day 12.

Lin Sheng slowly opened his eyes, and he stood at the door of the temple again. It's still the same familiar pajamas.

"It's been twelve days.," he sighed. This is definitely the most death he has ever had.

All the previous deaths didn't add up to the number of deaths that they had died more than this one.

"But it doesn't matter. Lin Sheng's eyes became firm again. "From this point on, it will definitely solve the ..... completely"

He looked up into the darkness deep in the lobby.

The place in the corner of the wall, I don't know when, was densely packed with various explosive bags.

On the edges of these explosives, which vary in size, are large quantities of gasoline drums and barrels of metal powder.

Phew.

Lin Sheng ripped open the collar of his chest, revealing the strong and strong muscle outline inside. ，

"Five kilograms can blow up a building, and I've got seventy-five for you. ”

"Come on!"

He bit down on a roll of red fuses wrapped around his waist, also known as detonating wires, which were specifically designed to detonate these industrial explosive packets.

He borrowed almost all the explosives packets he could find and copied them into his dreams. Anyway, after copying it into the dream, the real explosive pack can still be used and will not be lost.

This will not have any negative impact on Adolf. In the name of the outside world, it is just borrowed for research.

With his head held high, Lin Sheng strode into the temple with a cold gaze.

He eats and lives in the warehouse every day, just for this moment!

"Ahh!!h

Lin Sheng's whole body swelled violently, and the half-dragon turned into a start, and the clothes on his upper body were torn, revealing the dense bags of various explosives tied to his body.

He roared, lit the fuse on his body and rushed inside.

As for where the Night King was, he didn't care at all, anyway, that guy must be in this temple.

Lin Sheng roared wildly and quickly disappeared into the depths of the temple.

After a while, the entire temple suddenly lit up with a glimmer of fire.

A roar followed.

The sound of a huge and terrifying explosion seemed to wake up the entire sleeping city at once.

At the gates and windows of the temple, large clusters of red and yellow flames burst out, and countless streams of flames swarmed out from inside the temple.

Bang!!

A deafening explosion suddenly sounded inside the temple.

This tall building, which has stood for an unknown number of years, finally died at this moment. Crashed abruptly.

Large clouds of gray-black smoke rose from the ground, like huge cotton wool, and like thunderclouds in the sky, flashing with crimson fire inside.

The cloud of smoke almost enveloped the entire area around the temple for more than ten meters.

Follow-up explosions continued to sound inside, and the continuous firelight released unimaginable heat and impact.

Lin Sheng slowly woke up from the confusion.

He didn't see the Lord of the Night until the end. The guy was standing in his old position, looking up at the portrait of a woman, motionless.

Lin Sheng didn't say a word, ignited the explosive bag and rushed there.

Halfway through the rush, he lost consciousness and was clearly dead.

"But though I'm dead, the Night Lord is probably either seriously injured or wounded. Come in again tonight. I don't believe that so many explosives can't kill a councilor!"

The councillor level is the six wings.

Although the six wings are strong, they are not invincible. They also have their own upper limits.

The explosion of modern explosives is not a simple high-temperature combustion damage. The most powerful thing is the physical explosion impact.

The thousands of degrees of temperature generated by the high temperature are only a small part of the collateral damage compared to the impact of physical shock.

So, as long as it's not physical immunity, you're bound to get hurt!