Nightmare's Call

Chapter 578 God: Part 3

Lin Sheng looked away from the Spectral Light.

He, of course, had a purpose when he decided to help Giving Hope.

The Source was a difficult thing to collect, and he could only find the traces of them when the world was in turmoil.

The Darkspirit Realm in actuality was not a world in itself, but a massive Hidden Realm.

Compared with this world, the Darkspirit Realm was too small.

According to Nurgana, he could forget about getting the Source from there, and even if it managed to grow it, he could not take the Source because the entire Hidden Realm would collapse if he did so.

For a complete world, even removing half of the Source would simply weaken the world’s resistance, and making it much more vulnerable, but it would not take long for the Source to recover and regenerate.

“So the question now is, which one should I act on first...” Lin Sheng gently tapped against the armrest of the seat as he quietly contemplated.

If he wanted to get the world coordinates from Giving Hope now, it should not be a problem, but he had another choice.

That was the photograph he had obtained from Ascension.

With the Crystal of Prophecy’s powerful ability, even with just a photograph, he was certain there was a possibility to break through the barrier between worlds, and cross over to the world Ascension was in.

“But it is still a little too risky... The crystal’s teleportation has a chance to fail, and with just a photograph alone, if he doesn’t give me a real scene and something wrong happens during the teleportation, it will cause all sorts of trouble.”

Lin Sheng demurred as he decided to concentrate on Giving Hope.

He needed to obtain more photos that allowed him to triangulate the position, or if she could summon a holy spirit... it would be perfect.

Lin Sheng stroked his chin as he looked at Nurgana who was reading a book.

This powerful divine being he had just summoned had an extremely quiet personality, and her divinity-level Venom ability was totally hidden.

The only difference she had from an ordinary person was the amount of food she consumed.

“By the way, Khadula is coming.” Nurgana noticed that Lin Sheng was looking at her, and she raised her head to give him a sweet smile.

“I know.” They were all part of Lin Sheng’s own soul, so he would have naturally known it way in advance.

Since he knew it in advance, he was having a headache now.

Khadula seems inexplicably hostile to Nurgana.

However, upon taking a careful look, Khadula’s beauty was much more apparent than Nurgana, but her character was not as calm and composed as Nurgana.

He was too lazy to imagine what sort of embers would spark when these two meet.

Lin Sheng then shifted his attention to a bottle.

It was a bottle filled with milky white sand, and the bottle contained the black bead he had found from the God of Shadows.

“This thing... seems to have some special effect.” Lin Sheng dared not underestimate the bottle.

It was after all an object that had persisted for so long in the Blacktide, the Blacktide where gods were missing, or perhaps even fallen. For such a bead to survive, it must be something special.”

Lin Sheng wrapped his hand in a layer of holy power shell before unscrewing the bottle as he gently tilted it and pulled the bead out slowly with his fingers.

The black bead looked like a pearl but felt like flesh in his hand.

“This...” Just as Lin Sheng was about to ask, he saw Nurgana’s gaze shift to him.

“That’s Father’s eyes.” Nurgana calmly revealed the identity of the bead.

“What’s the use... of this eyeball?” Lin Sheng asked.

“I don’t know. I just recognized it with my soul’s instincts. Isn’t the rest of my memories the same as yours? What you know, I will know. What you don’t, I don’t either,” Nurgana calmly said.

Lin Sheng tried to infuse it with holy power.

He could feel that this bead was like a bottomless hole that connected to a mysterious dimension.

His holy power continued to pour into it, and as if a switch had been flicked, the bead slowly turned bright from its original black color.

At the same time, a trace of unknown soul power slowly radiated from the bead.

Lin Sheng went ahead to make contact with this dissipated soul power.

As expected, this soul power was interspersed with the memory of the God of Shadows.

This god had indeed fallen, and only a tiny speck of his soul was left.

Yet, the God of Shadow’s soul was extremely large, and the memories within it were naturally large as well.

Lin Sheng had just absorbed a little bit of the memories radiating from the bead and had seen a flood of content that was worth a normal person’s lifetime.

Even when most of the absorbed memories were sleeping, receiving and responding to prayers, Lin Sheng still saw some useful information from a few memories with content in it.

“The God of Shadows was actually just a normal member of the entire Catastrophean Pantheon, and... he had actually met Anselia...!”

As he continued to watch the memories, there was a part of the memory where the God of Shadows made contact with Anselia.

That surprised Lin Sheng.

Anselia’s footprints seemed to be everywhere.

She had been going everywhere, but her traces was always unclear.

and Lin Sheng had always felt that Ansela perhaps had finally found something in the end.

He continued to watch the rest of the memory.

While he had only obtained fragments of the God of Shadow’s memory, the number of memories itself was rather large.

There were not many memories about Anselia’s contact with the God of Shadows, but with regards to the problem of the Blacktide, Ansela had left the God of Shadows plenty of information regarding its threats.

Among them was information about the Annihilatus.

Seeing this, Lin Sheng felt like he had struck gold.

For a long time, his knowledge of the Blacktide was sparse, and the appearance of the Annihilatus concerned him.

If it was just this level of threat, it was impossible for the Blacktide to threaten the gods and demigods.

Now that he saw this, Anselia’s search had provided him answers in advance.

Within a spherical log cabin.

A blob of blurry shadow rippled like water.

Anselia, who was very old by then, held a cane in her hand as she sat quietly on the chair in the cabin.

“Most esteemed Angulas, against the Blacktide, we need to vigilant, and it is not just against the endless monsters and chaos.”

Anselia’s voice had long lost its crisp and heroic spirit, but the determination and calmness was still there.

“Pitiful wanderer, the Blacktide you mentioned is beyond weak, and did not pose the danger and problem you had mentioned.” The God of Shadow’s voice was calm, yet he did not seem to believe Anselia.

“That’s because you have yet to meet the Annihilatus.” Anselia remained calm. “The Blacktide is ever-changing...”

“The Annihilatus?” The God of Shadow laughed loudly. “What sort of being dared to call themselves divine?”

“The Annihilatus is just a codename, a title. They were referred to as such simply because they were creatures that were once called god in the various worlds that had been annihilated,” Anselia said calmly.

“Creatures that were once gods?” The God of Shadow’s laughter slowly stopped.

“When the Blacktide realizes that ordinary monsters and corruption don’t work against you, it will send out the Annihilatus. From my experience, there are three levels of the Annihilatus. The first, is the Dragon Titans, the weakest of them all, and they’re mainly titans that grow black dragons on their back.”

Anselia continued speaking without regard for the God of Shadow’s reaction.

“If you survive the first level’s attack, then the second level would come. The second level Annihilatus, are a terrifying force made out of Deathblooms. They are countless flowers of flesh from the deep.”

“And what about the third level?” the God of Shadow asked with a smile.

“Perhaps the Deathblooms would not be a problem for you. As they are just beings at the level of demigods, they would be suppressed by you even if they had the numbers, but the third level...” Before Anselia could finish, the log cabin suddenly shook violently, as if something was shaking the ground.

Anselia stood up, her face calm.

“Seems like I should be leaving. I hope that you could resist the Blacktide’s incursion.”

The memory stopped abruptly there.