Nightmare's Call - Chapter 163

Chapter 163: Summoning: Part 3

Attaching himself to Khadula’s mind was a strange experience. Lin Sheng was continuously under the assault of greed and hunger, which made him want to hunt and harvest more arms.

Since Khadula lacked physical senses other than his hands, all his actions and perception of the outside world depended solely on his arms. However, that seemed to change after he obtained Dark Igor’s arm, which gave him a strong perception of magic. The hundreds of magician eyes covering his body gave him the ability to perceive and master information in his surroundings.

As for his other abilities, Lin Sheng was not so interested. He just took a cursory glance and forgot about them because he knew that Khadula was strongest when he no longer disguised himself. Lin Sheng was controlling Khadula, opening his mouth and trying to make a sound. Then, an impulsive thought came to mind.

“Do you like me? In that case, sacrifice your hands.” Khadula opened his arms slightly while a beautiful smile spread across his face.

Lin Sheng did not say that. It was the instinctual impulse and the host body’s longing for arms that spoke. Lin Sheng did not stop it, however. As stated in the grimoire, that bodily instinct was a natural reaction to the soul, and it was normal.

Standing on the open ground, Lin Sheng looked at Khadula. Simultaneously controlling two people was something that he could perform easily. He had previously directed the Blackfeather swordsmen, vault guards, and Sacred Shield Tyrant with his mind as and when they needed refined actions. But this time was different. Khadula’s influence on his soul and consciousness was beyond what he had imagined.

“It feels more in line with what I have expected.” Lin Sheng looked up at himself from Khadula’s eye. It was a strange feeling like he was looking into a mirror. Their two bodies were akin to a pair of hands; they moved as the soul willed them. With him in control, Khadula began to move around in the courtyard.

Lin Sheng suddenly stopped halfway when blurry footage of what looked like an encounter between Dark Igor and Khadula, who appeared as his real self for the first time in a lush royal garden, emerged from his memories.

“Dark Igor, are you happy?” Khadula scampered in between the flowering shrubs, his feminine face radiating with a smile that came genuinely from within. “I can now see colors, smell fragrances, hear voices, and taste the sweetness of honey. I cannot tell you how happy I am.”

“My lord, you are running too fast. Be careful.” Dark Igor had a magic wand in hand, his aged face breaking out in a helpless yet avuncular smile.

Lin Sheng broke out of the vision, shaking his head over the weird feeling.

“Was it all in my head? Was it a natural mental association?” Since the coupling of his soul and Khadula’s, Khadula had gained his memories. That caused Khadula to feel the same experiences and emotions as Lin Sheng, helping Lin Sheng’s soul mate with the host body better.

“It’s time to go.” Lin Sheng moved his primary consciousness over to Khadula, leaving behind only what was essential for his body to function correctly.

His principal body could become an easy target if exposed. So, Lin Sheng planned to use the summoned body to deal with the most dangerous situations. The only problem was that he still struggled to multitask with his consciousness. It would take him a considerable long time to adapt.

“Not much space left in my soul, but there’s still room for more summoning!” Lin Sheng checked the state of his soul and decided to muster whatever he could.

This time, he wanted to summon the vault guards, who were tough and sturdy. They had almost no weaknesses except for their relatively slow movement. Furthermore, the price to performance ratio was high. He could summon up to four at a time to use them as scouts.

“Without Sacred Shield Tyrant and with only a Blackfeather swordsman left, I can summon the vault guards twice.” Lin Sheng did some mental calculations by drawing from his experience. He was now in control of Khadula’s body.

“Let’s do this before the sun comes out.”

…

A gunboat framed by a glinting pale-green aureole stopped several kilometers off Huaisha Port’s shore under the cover of night. Due to its size, the gunboat could not sail close to the shore. Hence, it sent an inflatable life raft to the coast. As the raft reached the shallow water, several figures draped in cloaks jumped into the water. Leading the way was a man, the tallest among them. As the man stepped into the shallow water, he created a splash under his feet. “The beach here is so much dirtier than the one in our country. I can smell the foul stench even with my mouth closed!”

“You don’t smell with your mouth, you idiot!” another man said sarcastically behind him. The man dropped his hood to reveal his shoulder-length blond hair and ugly, muscly face. His most eye-catching feature was a scar in the shape of an “X” across his face.

“Chief, you’re not going to get girls like that!” the tall man shot back.

“You sound like a p*ssy,” the man with an “X” scar on his face retorted.

“Knock it off, Borel. And move your a**. You only have one day.” A slender figure at the rearmost had also jumped down from the raft and gotten ashore.

“I know. No worries.” The man with the scar nodded and raised his hand to look at his watch. “It’s 0716 now. Exfil 0700 tomorrow at this same spot.”

“Be careful, and don’t engage the Darksiders of Redwin,” the slender figure warned.

“Don’t worry.” Borel waved as he darted in the direction of Huaisha. “Send me the location.”

Shortly after, the green translucent shadow of a female scooted past Borel from behind and disappeared into thin air as Borel’s blond hair fluttered in the breeze. The men behind him quickly squatted down, reached their right hands out, and thrust half of their arms deep into the sand. Following that, a faint sound akin to the hissing of snakes began to spread across the beach. With the men at the center, a dark-green ring with intricate patterns appeared and encircled them.

“See you soon,” the slender figure said to the man with the scar.

“See ya.” The man with the scar lit a cigarette and darted away without even looking back. The remaining figures vanished instantly from the beach, leaving behind the dark-green circle with flowing patterns on the sand. However, the ring did not stay long as it also slowly sank and disappeared into the sand.

The gunboat out at sea turned around and sped off into the distance. Meanwhile, the inflatable life raft by the shallow water suddenly caught fire and sank to the bottom.