Nightmare's Call Chapter 202 - Anomaly: Part 2

Chapter 202: Anomaly: Part 2

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Being able to collect so many ingredients in such a short time was something unthinkable in the past. Now, with enough materials and money, Lin Sheng wanted to conduct a new round of summoning ceremonies and find a new operating base.

After he let Adolf know about his plan of purchasing a building, Adolf quickly sent someone to give him a 200-year lease t.i.tle of a small hill in the suburbs outside Shermanton, where Lin Sheng would have exclusive owners.h.i.+p for two centuries. Adolf’s efficiency and speed were impeccable. It was hard for Lin Sheng to find fault with even if he wanted to.

Another day had pa.s.sed and Adolf was sending another man. Earlier, when he heard that Lin Sheng needed money, he transferred all his savings into an impersonal account just to show his piety toward Sacred Light. He had also set up the account as such that when he received his regular income every month, his impersonal account would automatically transfer part of the money into the impersonal account of Lin Sheng. This made Lin Sheng feel that even he might not be as devoted as Adolf was to Sacred Light.

With Adolf’s deep-pocket support, Lin Sheng could not wait to try out some other experiments that he had not been able to conduct due to the lack of funds in the past. He felt that recruiting this chap was the right decision because the treatment he received now was akin to between h.e.l.l and paradise, with now being the paradise, and what he got back then in Xilin being the h.e.l.l. He did not have to pay out of his own pocket to buy ingredients anymore. All he needed to do was to say it, and it would be accomplished.

So Lin Sheng began to summon more soldiers and build his all-new operating base. The Ironfist Society was still too weak to his liking, and there seemed to be a dent in its reputation too. However, as long as he changed its skin, things would still get going.

With Khadula temporarily out of commission and the Steel Lord still somewhere out there, no one would be able to come to his rescue if something were to happen to the princ.i.p.al body. Lin Sheng felt that he could no longer summon something all-powerful in the short term except for those average monsters, which he could still ma.s.s-summon.

One day, Lin Sheng brought his pre-drawn circle and headed straight to the small hill that Adolf had gifted him. He planned to find a place deep inside the forest where he could conduct a new round of summoning ceremonies. As for Adolf, he must wait for his health to recover, refraining from the life of indulgence and regaining his strength before he could start his cultivation practice. Cultivating a weak body would do more harm than good to him.

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A strange sound was heard outside the villa. Adolf slowly emerged from the swimming pool, got out of the water, and looked in the direction of the sound with suspicion.

After taking heed of the Blackfeather swordsman’s advice and receiving the guidance of Sacred Light, he began to train his body every day and stay away from the self-indulgent way of life. He needed a healthy physique to practice sacred power, and he had been leading a regular daily routine ever since.

Another two counts of loud, m.u.f.fled sounds were heard outside as if something had exploded, but it seemed that the affected area was small.

Adolf wrapped a dry towel around his body and put on a pair of slippers. He went into a warm room and took a shower before changing into a new set of clothes.

Here, safety was the thing he least worried about because the villa had the tightest security measurement with three layers of protection on the outside and 24-hour armed security patrol.

At this time, his father was having a business discussion with Zeon Sr. His elder sister was working in her office on the second floor. CCTV was in every corner of the house without a blind spot. Even if something were to happen, the security system would automatically connect to the computer of the Shermanton Police Department at once.

Just after Adolf put on his clothes and was about to hit the sack, the strange sound came again. It was not loud and only discernible at the swimming pool in the backyard. “What is that sound?” He picked up his phone, brows knitting together as he was about to call the head of security outside. All of a sudden, an explosion erupted, blowing a large hole in the wall and sending debris flying in all directions. Following that, a tall figure in police uniform came through the hole in the wall.

“Muniwah, get your b.u.t.t out over here!” The figure roared, and an airburst from his body blew the surrounding dust into the air.

“Laurence? Zeon Jr.?” Standing beside the swimming pool, Adolf was transfixed as he recognized the man. Since when Zeon Jr. had obtained his strange power? After discarding his family tradition to become a cop?

Before Adolf could respond, a team of security personnel had rushed over, pointing their guns and shooting. Zeon Jr. quickly moved in a zig-zag direction, dodging all the bullets fired at him and came before the team of security personnel. He thrust his hand forward and struck two of them, sending them flying backward. The two crash-landed several meters away, blood spurting out from their mouth and they were dead. The other bodyguards began to scream in fear, guns shaking violently in their hands. They dropped the weapons to the ground and ran away, but Zeon Jr. pursued. He struck to break each of their spines, causing them to spurt blood from their mouths and drop dead to the ground.

Zeon Jr.’s bloated muscles seemed to burst out of his uniform, his face filled with flecks of blood, eyes glowing in florescent purple, his breathing as hoa.r.s.e as a beast, and blood dripping down his hands. He suddenly turned around, stared at the second floor of the villa before lunging forward, and up in the air.

Adolf watched speechlessly as Zeon Jr. leaped up four meters in the air and crashed through the window of the living room on the second floor, shattering the gla.s.s into pieces instantly. A few seconds later, two shadows descended from the air, cras.h.i.+ng down onto the ground below. A dark, tall creature that looked like a demonic humanoid with knotted muscles clenched Zeon Jr. by his throat and lifted him in the air.

“Have you received my present, my dear son?” The voice of the dark demon was none other than that of Zeon Sr.

Zeon Jr. frantically struggled, hitting back as he tried to free himself.

Adolf got the shock of his life; his entire worldview suddenly crumbled like a house of cards. His mind went blank for a moment, but he quickly turned and ran toward the stairway to the second floor since he realized that his father and elder sister were there. He flew up the stairs and reached the second floor in just a couple of beats.

Adolf looked around, but the entire floor was covered in thick smoke. Nonetheless, he could faintly hear someone coughing violently inside. Very quickly, he saw his elder sister, Sheena, carried her father, Carney, on her back, struggling to balance herself as she staggered along the wall coming in his direction, and his father was covered in blood.

“Sister!” Adolf quickly lunged inside, holding her exhausted elder sister and father.

“Father is injured! Get out of here. Quick! Everyone in the Zeon family is a monster!” Sheena looked utterly terrified.

Adolf immediately took his father from her elder sister and carried him on his back. “Father is going to be all right. He is going to be all right!” He mumbled and was just as horrified. Meanwhile, the blood of his father, Carney, flowed profusely down his body, hands, and clothes. There was a large mutilated wound in the side of Carney’s waist, where a three-legged metal perch was half-buried in his body.

Adolf frantically put pressure on the wound, trying to stop his father’s bleeding. But it seemed the more he did so, the worse the bleeding became.