Suddenly, everything turned into white light, and Lin Sheng’s vision blurred before returning to his previous position.

“That was that? Such a boring death.” Lin Sheng had seen too many similar tragedies like this, and there were plenty of examples like this in the memories he had previously absorbed.

But the turmoil in them was not as great as this one though.

“Nurgana…” Lin Sheng focused as he ran through the memories he had received, and many of them had the fusion memory of Nurgana and her father.

Clearly, towards the end, their souls had fused to a varying degree.

While he had no idea what had happened after that, but from this point at least, the two souls had further fused together in their fight against the Blacktide.

And the fusion was led by the man himself.

“But before that, what did the words that old man’s face meant? Nurgana does not seem to be a mere experimentation object.”

Lin Sheng sorted out the memories in his mind, and while he absorbed almost no soul power, what surprised him was, the parts he did absorb contained much of Nurgana’s Venom divinity.

The soul powers with divinity were completely different from any other souls.

While Lin Sheng will never be able to completely integrated it into him, but he could use it to perceive and to summon a new leader-class character.

With this part of the soul power alongside his own, it could create a being as powerful as the Night Lord.

In a sense, this would give this poor little girl a new life.

“And that God Summoning Ritual, I’ve finally figured out the entire pronunciation process.”

The man playing the instrument was actually one of the four directors here and was a member of the starship’s top echelon.

So for him to master the pronunciation of the key phrases of the ritual was nothing surprising.

Lin Sheng carefully memorized the pronunciation in repetition, and at the same time, the ticking of the clock rang in his ears.

It’s almost time to wake up …

Anselia had been pursuing the footsteps of the gods, and this time, perhaps he could find some clues from this summoning ritual.

Perhaps he would be able to get quite a lot of intel without going to the Infinite City.

As he opened his eyes while sitting on the throne, Lin Sheng quickly rose.

“Prepare the hazardous isolation chamber.” He rumbled.

“As you command.” The Holyspirit servants on both sides quickly responded.

These holy spirit attendants were chosen from the newly born darkspirits. Through the infusion and transformation by the holy power, they had become a special entity that was more holy light and less dark spirit.

It was very difficult to create creatures of pure holy light, and only the Holy Crystal Font has a probability to transform pure holy spirits.

So all of these attendants were actually semi-finished products.

Lin Sheng quickly walked towards the lab, as he took off his coat and tossed it to the person beside him.

Then, the matrixist and ritualists began to quickly layout the summoning array as per Lin Sheng’s orders, and half an hour later, they had perfectly created the special ritual that was in the dream.

Lin Sheng checked for any discrepancies before ordering everyone unrelated to the task at hand out.

This time around, he also wanted to try to see if this ritual to summon the God of Shadows could actually summon that so-called God.

…

In another world.

“I think I might be followed …” — Giving Hope.

“Don’t worry, just act like you didn’t notice anything, and keep doing what are you are doing. Keep it as it is.” — Purple Time.

“There are two of them. A man and a woman, one behind and the other to my right. I have seen them wandering around in the past few days. I thought I may have been seeing things earlier, but now… it seems…” — Giving Hope.

“Did you paint the warpaint I gave you on your body?” –Ascension.

“Ugh… no… I drew it once, but after it did not work I did not persist on it.” — Giving Hope.

Pei Lin was not a fool, and given that she had been in the chat room for so long now, she still had the vaguest concepts of security.

If it was the Ritual of Wishes earlier, with the materials to the others, she did not feel anything problematic with it and did not need to pay anything more than the cost of the items.

And if it was just for a try, there was not much risk to it.

But this warpaint was different, she needed to tattoo it upon herself.

And once something touches her body, the danger level rises exponentially.

In the evening, the sun was setting.

Walking through a long alley, Pei Lin was wearing a purple long skirt with white-striped high heels and totally did not look like a high school student. She was mature and beautiful, looking like someone who was in her twenties.

She had dolled up to accompany her junior to meet an online friend.

For safety, she had purposely put on a much more mature makeup to pretend to be an adult.

The whole meet up went normally, but something happened on the way back.

The two people that had been wandering around before, had straight-up followed her now.

“If it was one-on-one, I could resolve this quickly, but I’m afraid that they might be armed.” — Giving Hope.

“Walk to a crowded place, stay in a public area, and see what they plan to do.” — Purple Time.

Pei Lin fixed her long hair before pretending to look at the vehicles before raising her hand to look at her watch.

Suddenly, a tall and burly figure stood right before her.

“It seems like you have noticed something. Come with us for a bit.” The burly man before her let out a menacing smile.

“You?” Pei Lin lashed out a lightning-fast punch towards the man’s lower jaw.

*BAAMMM!!!*

Yet the latter’s lower jaw muscle seemed to be extremely tough and had instead made her wrist sore.

“Interesting… a feisty one.” The man slammed his palm on the back of Pei Lin’s neck.

Pei Lin’s eyes rolled back, as she fell limp.

But just before she passed out, her final thoughts were to send one last message to the Spectral Light.

“Help!” — Giving Hope.

“…That does not look good…” — Ascension.

“Unfortunately, there are no coordinates, otherwise I might be able to make the trip.” — Swordweb.

“What should we do? There must be some way? — Purple Time. She responded very quickly and was clearly anxious.

There had been incidents involving other members before, and they had never appeared since, but she was unfamiliar with those people.

But the one running into trouble now was Giving Hope, her BFF in the chat room.

“Don’t worry. Giving Hope’s life signs does not point to an early death for her. She will be alright.” — Red Whale.

“Actually… we can set a location through the Spectral Light’s communicator.” — Processed Jewel.

This so-called big boss had been just lurking all these while, and this time around he suddenly spoke.

“Oh? How we go about it?” — Ascension.

He was the first to ask. He had tried to use the warpaints to lock onto a location but to no avail.

Perhaps the distance was too great, or there were some other interferences, and in short, he had never managed to successfully lock onto a position before.

“Simple. We do not need to use the member as a unit for coordinates positioning. We can straight away use the communicator itself as a position.” — Processed Jewel.

“Just like that?” — Swordweb.

“Yes, from the pure sense of presence, the Spectral Light’s presence is much stronger than our own. Many times stronger in fact. We could use a mutual connection between them to perform a resonance positioning.” — Processed Jewel.

“Then why didn’t you mention it earlier?” — Swordweb.

“It’s because Hope is a pretty decent person, and it’ll be a pity for her to die. As for the others, I don’t really care.” — Processed Jewel.