Nightmare's Call

527 Meeting: Part 3

Inside the café, using the fountain pen he had just wiped clean, Lange was writing with an unknown language an article about a topic he was interested in.

Just then, the fine engine sound of a vehicle came from outside.

“Not only one car?” Lange’s heart skipped a beat. He looked up and saw the scene outside through the wall.

A few black vehicles, with the paint job covered in the mysterious patterns of the Sanctum, parked up neatly on the side of the road. Following the opening and closing sound of the doors, people were disembarking.

Lin Sheng got out of the car slowly, looking up at the sky. The gloomy weather was making him feel a little depressed. He then looked back down at the café on the opposite side of the road. The shop looked less than 50 m2 in size, its facade a dark color tone much like the weather, its sign black, the lettering blood-red, having a mysterious and strange vibe.

“Night Order Café,” Lin Sheng spelled out the words on the sign.

A few seconds after he got out of the car, the other powerful figures of the Sanctum had gotten out of their cars, quietly surrounding the café that sat alone on a plot of land.

Not long after, a low singing voice rose around the café. They were not only in an encircling formation but also summoning the massive power from the sacred crystal font in the sanctum. Once that was done, the area within a few hundred meters from there would become the territory of the holy power, and all the other energies would be expelled.

It was a spell of holy power, developed by the Sanctum HQ in Shermanton. Once a holy power zone formed, even the Oppressor-class clerics could defeat the Six-wingers there. That was the so-called Home Suppression.

Lin Sheng did not really care. He knew that the really powerful beings would find this spell a non-challenge. It was as good as not there. But what he did not expect was that the man inside the café, Lange, did not even bother to stop what they were doing. Apparently Lange did not care if the spell was successful or not.

“Interesting.” Lin Sheng leveled his eyesight, his dark eyes seemingly piercing through the wall to look at the other pair of eyes inside.

Hanyu and Nisse, standing behind him, started to shake in their boots as they were sensing something amiss big time. The force fields of the Sanctum and that of the man inside the café were clashing, each side trying to get absolute control of the surrounding space. These massive and oppressive force fields appeared to be too overpowering for ordinary bodies like the two of them, who started to gasp for air.

Lin Sheng did not look back, just reaching his hand to dab Nisse by her hair behind him. Just then, the two felt better. The oppressive effect of the force field had reduced its influence on them.

Hanyu was greatly relieved. The oppressive feeling as if a storm was coming down on him was the most horrific scene he had ever encountered in the future. It gave him the heebie-jeebies.

“Be careful!” he reminded Lin Sheng. “The man has unlimited power. Don’t get into a battle of attrition with him!”

He even knew this? Lin Sheng glanced at him in surprise but said nothing, just walking slowly toward the café entrance.

“Don’t worry.”

A big hand came from one side, patting on Hanyu’s head. It was Adolf, his voice telling him he was smiling as he spoke inside the helmet.

“Teacher is invincible.”

So much confidence? Mumbling in his mind, Hanyu had guessed who Lin Sheng actually was. But whatever it was in his mind, he and Nisse, these people from the Sanctum, and the man from the future hiding inside, as well as the powerful being from the Dark Pantheon peeping at this place were concerned about the profound meeting.

Standing in front of the entrance, Lin Sheng signaled others to stay put while he would go in there alone. The grayish-brown wooden doors slowly swung open inward by itself as if they were welcoming his presence.

“It has been a long time since I last saw a customer like you.”

A middle-aged man, hair swept back, impeccably dressed as if every inch of his clothes was iron-pressed, was standing in the aisle in the middle of the café, his deep-set eyes staring at Lin Sheng, who stood at the doorway. His tone of voice was calm, cool, and collected, but his strange aura exuded a hint of evilness.

“Since you’re so powerful, why don’t you step forward to help fight the Blacktide? The country and the people have made you what you are, is this how you repay society?” Lin Sheng’s face looked calm, but what he said was something everyone found surprising. “As a powerful being, you should join the Sanctum to protect the people and fight for the weak! Not hiding here in a corner, enjoying the fruits of others’ labor!”

As Lin Sheng strode into the café, his sense of presence got stronger.

Lange was wide-mouthed. For a moment, he did not know how to respond. He had thought of a hundred and one things that Lin Sheng would say, but Lin Sheng still caught him unawares. If it was others who said this to him, he would have smashed them dead to the ground. But this person was different; he could be very well his future brother-in-law. He could kill whoever he liked, but not the younger brother of his future wife.

The air became still. As Lin Sheng came closer, Lange swallowed hard. He hesitated. It was only after a while that he awkwardly tried to defend himself.

“I killed many Blacktide monsters...”

“A hero in the dark?” Lin Sheng sneered. “Hero should not stay in obscurity or ask for nothing in return. If you pay something, you must get something in return. If nature could not do this, we will do it ourselves!”

Lin Sheng came up in front of Lange. They were now less than two meters apart. Standing about a foot taller than Lange, he could only look down at him.

“Do you really think it is noble to be a guarding angel but not ask anything in return? Wrong! You are setting a terrible example for others! Heroes deserve flowers and applause, praises, and fame! This way, it will motivate more people to become heroes, striving to be heroes!”

He patted Lange on the shoulder. “Come and join the Sanctum. Humans are facing the threat of extinction, we need more people of strength and power! I can feel your pure human bloodline inside you. So the world needs you! Humanity needs you! The future needs you even more!

“Don’t you want your children to live in the healthy sunshine? Come! Join us! For a better world, we strive together!”

He held out a hand to Lange. “Let the world know that we have made sacrifices, tried, and fought! We will succeed in the end!”

He had a holy and righteous look on his face and powerful personal charisma.

Lange looked at him, dumbstruck.