Chapter 720 The Dark Lord's Turmoil V
In the diary on the stone platform, the ancient cover can vaguely see vague writing. As Xia Xiu's eyes fell, those words carried some kind of curse. Squirming.
Xia Xiu did not reach out to take it himself. His consciousness moved slightly, and [Sisyphus] floated out silently from behind him.
The purple-gold incarnation is like an ancient statue, with a powerful and majestic figure.
Following Xia Xiu's instructions, he slowly stretched out a huge hand and approached the diary.
The moment [Sisyphus]'s finger was about to touch the diary, the atmosphere in the whole room suddenly changed.
The air became extremely viscous, and there was some invisible force compressing the entire space to the limit.
The sense of distortion is suffocating, and the surrounding reality begins to become fluid and uncontrollable.
Xia Xiu immediately sensed that this force had a similar twisted nature to the barrier he sensed outside the door, but this time it brought not only pure resistance, but also madness. , infection, transmutation and corruptive changes.
Suddenly, terrible changes began to occur on the surface of the diary.
First, the cover shook slightly, and then, densely packed purple eyes split open from the cover and grew rapidly.
These eyes cover the entire surface of the diary, and each eye is full of twisted and crazy expressions.
They are not just organs, but a being that is watching, judging, and even eager to devour.
Immediately, the cover began to crack, and a ferocious mouth appeared from the crack. The mouth was full of sharp teeth, and the teeth were filled with slippery liquid, exuding a putrid smell.
“Puff~~~~”
"Ah Lu Lu~Ah Lu Lu~Ah Lu Lu~"
A wet tongue protruded from the mouth. The tongue was like some kind of crawling creature, with disgusting mucus, twisting towards [Sisyphus] Si] flew over.
The tongue hissed as if it was alive, trying to wrap around the incarnation in front of him with the desire to devour everything.
For a moment, everything in the room seemed to be distorted, time was stretched, and all the details became more depressing and disgusting.
Xia Xiu stood aside with calm eyes and a normal expression, but he couldn't help but complain in his heart:
"Sure enough, no serious person on this earth writes a diary..."
[Sisyphus] faced the terrifying sight of the ferocious tongue and eyes without any panic.
He only had to do one thing at this moment.
Clench your fist, and then...
Swing it out!
A [∞] Mobius symbol flashed on his fist bone, and the avatar suddenly raised his fist high. The [∞] symbol was embedded in the fist like a tiger finger, and accompanied by a low burst of air, powerful ripples surrounded the fist. spread.
“Boom!!!”
A deafening crash sounded, and [Sisyphus]’s fist with compressed air and distorted space slammed hard on the hideous surface of the diary. superior.
呲呲呲————
“Ah Lulu!!!”
At that moment, the sticky feeling in the air seemed to explode in tearing. The tongue and eyes on the diary were shattered instantly, making a disgusting sound of gravy stirring, and the purple eyes and pieces of flesh were scattered everywhere. , the sticky juice splashed on the floor, making a "pah, pah, pah" sound.
The surface of the diary trembled violently, the purple eyes gradually lost their luster, and the ferocious tongue and mouth also shattered and turned into a puddle of putrid liquid, disappearing into the air.
The atmosphere in the room became quiet again, leaving only the flickering lights and the scattered flesh on the ground.
[Sisyphus] silently stretched out his hand, his purple-gold incarnation palm firmly grasped the corner of the diary, and lifted it up from the pool of wet flesh.
The minced meat dripped down the cover of the diary, exuding a pungent fishy smell.
The cover of the diary was covered with broken pieces of flesh, mucus from purple eyes, and even broken tongue fragments entangled together. The scene was disgusting.
[Sisyphus] calmly lifted the diary into the air and floated in front of Xia Xiu, as if this ferocious object was just an ordinary prop to the avatar.
Xia Xiu glanced at the diary, which was covered in rotten flesh and exuded a stench. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and there was a hint of obvious disgust in his eyes.
He grasped the "Lever of Heaven" in his hand and gently raised his cane. The silver light converged into a small circle of light on the top of the cane.
Ding——
With a soft sound, the blond young man tapped his cane on the ground, casting a new spell from the classical literature "Wand and Non-Wand Spell Casting" that he had been reading during his free time.
What he used was not the genealogy entries and genealogy resources, but the cleaning spell woven by very traditional spellcasting methods. He didn't even use the basic compilation that comes with the genealogy think tank.
[Clean up a new spell! ]
[Odor elimination spell! ]
As the spell is activated, a soft energy emanates from the cane, sweeping across the room like a fresh wind.
The fishy smell attached to the minced meat quickly began to subside, and the rotten smell in the air was replaced in a few seconds by a clean and slightly sweet fragrance, like dewdrops on the grass in the morning.
Then, the sticky meat foam and residue seemed to be quickly decomposed by invisible forces, and the purple eyes and tongue fragments on the surface gradually evaporated, disappearing without a trace like water vapor dissipating.
The disgusting dirt, mucus, and pieces of flesh on the surface of the diary were wiped away layer by layer by invisible hands.
The paper pages gradually returned to their original texture, and the cover returned from the slippery slime to clean leather with a light bronze sheen.
The page of the book trembled slightly, and with the spread of magic, all the odors were completely eliminated, and there was no longer any disgusting smell in the room.
Xia Xiu's spellcasting had a delicate sense of precision. Not only was the whole process fast, but the details were as exquisite as carefully carved works of art.
When the magic was fully effective, his cane shook slightly, and the aftermath of the spell dissipated.
Xia Xiu lowered his head and glanced at the diary in his hand. After confirming that there was no residual smell or dirt, he finally reached out his hand without disgust and took it from [Sisyphus].
The diary is now clean and tidy, and the text on the cover is still "Forged Copper Diary". The originally blurry handwriting appears particularly clear after being cleaned by magic.
Xia Xiu slowly opened the diary, and the pages made a slight rustling sound.
His eyes fell on the first page. The text on the page was winding like a snake symbol, recording information about a purple-robed wizard named "Theodore Kravis".
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"Copper Forging Diary"
14■■. June 28 Sunny
I came to this cold city alone, carrying a useless diploma and my dream.
I have crossed three oceans and almost drowned in one of them. Now, I finally came to the free "Gotham", but this is the translation of my hometown, because there is a man named Owen This is what the author wrote. I heard that a comic artist plans to continue the author's translation and continue to depict "Gotham".
However, I still do as the Romans do and call this place - New York.
Big cities are better than the small run-down village in my hometown, with opportunities, wealth, women... everything.
Can I become a master?
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14■■.July 18, sunny
An amiable and wealthy woman.
She gave me a commission.
The woman was very strange, and her words had to be written down and analyzed carefully.
"My dear, it's time. Dai Guan ■■{distorted handwriting} is asking for his end. Is it you? Or do you have friends?"
"Oh no no. , don’t stop writing a diary, because only in this way can you find the library blocked by the robed wizards in the Hundred-layer World and the Merlin Order.”
“You asked me what it is. Library? When you learn the great art and the invisible art, you are not far away from becoming a librarian."
"Why did I find you? Because you have a destiny with the "Aspirator", it is waiting for you. The arrival of ”
"You make good use of what I give you. It can help you quickly gain a foothold in the world. However, be careful and be careful about attracting... jailers!?"
The woman mentioned "jailers" Sometimes, there is a rare expression of fear.
Ask him what a "jailer" is.
She pointed to the sky and the ground.
“The Thirteen Demon Kings who oversee the world, the three Lords of the Abyss who destroy the world, the Thirteen Legions of Demon Kings who roam the world, and the demons who kill all...”
"These are all jailers!"
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14■■. July 22nd.
My first job was opened by a father and son. I am a recorded employee of the company and my immediate supervisor is Mr. Alden. The salary is a little more, and I get off work a little later.
And Mr. Alden has always watched me closely.
Of course, I was doing a great job, and for some reason, Alden died of a heart attack and I was promoted to the top of the company.
The salary is a little more, I get off work a little later, and the senior staff member sitting at my previous desk has a flame of jealousy in his eyes.
And...
Shitty little Grover and his shitty father, Old Grover!
I have to find opportunities {crossed out}
Theoretically, if a boss dies, I can still get promoted.
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14■■.January 22nd Overcast
Little Glover's disappearance left an empty seat on the board, and I got it.
Oh, old old Grover seems to have discovered something?
Do I want {crossed out}.
Before that, I must drink the latest dream potion and see if I can find the entrance to the Hundred Layers World.
Before that, one must first go deep into the ether.
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14■■. January 23rd sunny
I dreamed...I dreamed of the city of carnival, upside down, overlapping left and right, with only endless masks laughing and falling...
I dreamed of the palace of blood and flesh again, a A giant beast...a human face, seven horns, countless mouths and throats, they chewed and swallowed, seeming to enjoy everything, and yet seemed to have nothing...
In a trance, I felt like On the battlefield, destroying everything with iron and fire, but also feeling as if surrounded by stunning figures, lingering as much as you want...
I dreamed of that indescribable realm - it was endless smiles, depravity and The world of carnival.
The city wall reflected distorted light like a mirror, and the world seemed to be upside down. I wandered on the endless masquerade, my steps were brisk but involuntary, and the laughter in my ears was like a knife cutting through my soul.
His breath is permeating, silky as wine and burning like needles.
Every nerve in me is trembling in joy and pain. It is the territory of the "Shawong", the limit of the senses, and the insatiable desire... The figures in front of me are twisted and depraved. Lost in intoxication.
Oh, praise the great Shah.
You are the God of Beauty, the God of Wine and Joy.
I got a new invisible technique!
I found a way to enter the hundred-story world!
However, I want more and more!
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14■■. January 24, sunny
I was dragged into another dream, which was a decaying palace in the dark, with pus flowing on the walls Liquid, the ground is covered with undead vines.
My skin seems to be rotting, but I can feel some kind of warm protection.
No, no, no! ! !
Dear father, forgive me!
The ancient god of decay, who sacrificed everything in exchange for peace and immortality.
No matter how much I struggle, my limbs gradually become numb. I rest in His arms and may never be able to break free.
[I've seen too much. An unknown fear was gnawing at my hope with its sharp teeth; a fear of existence itself. ]
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@%&月#￥%日{chaos}
A hundred layers of world, in Mansu, twenty-four crowns, twenty-four Hours...
Jailer, Book Burner...Order of the Breather, "Cup"...
...The named one, the immortal...
It is difficult to understand...unbelievable...the ravings of a madman, nonsense...meaningless...
Sha Weng, loving father, Sha Weng, loving father, Sha Weng, loving father!
Loving father, loving father, loving father! !
I am done!
I'm done!
I found...the truth!
His name is——Dai{crossed out}
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@%&月#￥%日
I must fall asleep again {the notes are scrawled and full of struggle}
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@%&月#￥% Day In a trance, I saw the battlefield in the distance, with flames and blood intertwined, and a A berserk warrior raised his sharp blade high, and the blood god's roar shook the world.
Every cry carries the madness of blood and the glory of battle.
I seemed to have raised my weapon and swung it at endless enemies. My hands were stained with blood, and the world became blurred in the frenzy of battle.
[I am very happy, probably. ]
When I opened my eyes, sweat soaked my pillow cover, and His whispers echoed in my ears.
I gained comfort.
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14■■.February 2 was cloudy
and I finally woke up after being confused for such a long time.
I really can’t believe that there is such horror in reality, but...but it is so desirable. I think of the churches and customs in the small village in my hometown, and what the book says is So...fit.
I may be really crazy to believe such ridiculous things, but I see the possibility of truly "alive" me.
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Light Rain on February 3
I looked through those books again, but I couldn’t absorb new nutrients.
I crave more. Fortunately, the lady left an address.
It was a poorly lit bookstore located at a bend in a small river with poor scenery.
A soft yellow light shines from the dusty windows.
The store manager, Miss Moran, nodded to me as I entered, but did not get up. "I never ask for a client's name."
She told me so before I could tell me where I was.
I can hear the taboo words, they seem to have broken through the confinement of paper and ink.
I feel the sweetness of knowledge and the hunger of desire.
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Heavy rain on February 7
My desire for taboos is getting deeper and deeper, but I can get very little.
At that time I once again found a new way to dream.
The dream changed again, and fragments of knowledge flowed through my fingertips like quicksand.
The trajectory of the stars is disordered, and the lines of fate wrap around me like tangled vines. Between the light and the shadow, a pair of eyes stared at me, unfathomable.
The secrets of the great Lord of Deception are endless, like the scrolls of the universe unfolding before me.
Knowledge is dangerous. My thoughts are lost in thousands of possibilities, and my sanity is on the verge of collapse.
However, I gained extraordinary knowledge, and through His hands I analyzed the treasure left to me by the Shaon:
“The spirit longs for transcendence, but the body imprisons the spirit. In the spirit In the struggle, the flesh produces various desires, which chase us, drive us, and make us restless.
Everyone is a slave of desire, but they should not always be.
The mixture of desire and spirituality makes us imprisoned in the world and unable to set foot in reality.
Let desire burn, let it boil.
Spirituality and desire are separated, reaching the twenty-four gods of the hundred-level world. ”
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Heavy rain on February 8th
I devote my determination and piety to the guidance of my desires.
As the ceremony progresses, the hunger from the soul becomes more intense.
I devoured my tendons, tendons, blood, bone marrow, head... I have never felt so delicious and fulfilling.
The sand man looked at me lovingly. In the wriggling of flesh and blood, I grew my head, bone marrow, blood, tendons, tendons...
The original seal was engraved on my body. The body that devours me makes me more whole.
As a witness, Elrich was shocked by the miracles and my sacrifice, and became my first believer.
The "Holy Desire" has been established. As the leader, I will begin the great cause of changing this world!
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Sunny July 20
Old Grover also disappeared, and I got his company.
The heart of the company is the accounting department, where money flows in waves.
The limbs of the company are the employees who come and go, and the company relies on them for its activities.
The other directors and I are the head of the company.
Now, I am not afraid of ‘scandal’ and I am not short of ‘money’.
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October 6th is sunny
With my study of the invisible arts and my blessing, I can finally travel in a dream full of passion.
Everyone who studies history knows that there are no walls in the sky.
The woodland grows outside the Mansu Wall, and the light cannot touch the woodland, so the woodland is dark.
The forest land before submerging into darkness, with its emerald green, resembles poisonous fruits, and its color, like the rhizomes of fleshy red chalcedony.
I must travel through here and reach the Holy Residence.
Praise to the Shah.
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October 20th 1 Cold
In the endless forest, I held high the "flame lamp" in my left hand and held the "key to open the door" in my right hand. ". Following the light, I walked through confusion, scratched my skin, sprained my ankles, and fought with "giant insect shell species"... Finally, I reached the edge of the Mansu and knelt down under the pure white door.
The coldness of the door made me tremble, and the dead who walked with me showed their undisguised malice. I remained unmoved and expressed my desires to the door. The desire for money, the yearning for power, the persistence of love, the pursuit of satisfying the senses...
I pressed my finger on it, felt its coldness, and watched it open.
As the door opened, my mouth closed, tightened, and healed like a deformity disappearing.
My surroundings and body are filled with cobalt blue light in a world of hundreds of layers.
New dogma was etched into my soul, and I looked my desires in the face.
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November 2nd was overcast
The situation began to go against me. The "Book Burner" and the "Prisoner" continued to trace Crowett's clues, and there were already many The congregation fell into their hands.
Could it be...
No! Never!
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Confusion on November 13th
A blood-stained animal horn was used as a spiked roadblock, wide enough to allow a ship to pass.
It was broken a long time ago, and the scars have not healed yet. I saw the infinite serpent coiled around the stag, carrying on its back an immeasurable amount of knowledge that would take all the books written, unwritten, and to be written to contain it.
The big snake looked at me, "Those without qualifications cannot pray for wisdom, let alone gain knowledge."
He also said, "There are. There are those who are not qualified and knowledgeable.
If you can answer one of my ten questions, I will admit that you are one of them:< br>
Where does the sun sing?
When does the black moon howl?
Who is in control now?
Why did anyone shed tears in the past?
Where is the end of ascension?
Where is the collection of books? ”
[Part of the content is illegible]
The dogma is etched in my brain, I know, I understand, I “know”.
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Heavy rain on January 22nd
The jailer came.
Accompanied by fire and explosions.
My followers resisted with flesh and blood to no avail. Finally, they broke into the sacred sacrificial place, saw the magnificent altar, and saw the last step of my completion of the ceremony. Endless red light spreads here from unknown places. Under the power of the red of war, our bodies are indestructible, our wills are aroused and fanatical, and our desires are endless.
[Partially illegible]
I stabbed the last jailer with a spear.
Our blood is intertwined with the enemy's blood, our corpses overlap with the enemy's corpses, the temperature of iron and fire has not cooled down, and the refreshing smell of gunpowder smoke is still permeating the air.
How sacred this is! The desire for slaughter was satisfied, and the spirit looked towards Mansu in peace. I saw the praises of the Blood God and the Sha Weng.
Doctrine is engraved on my body, and the war gave me medals, making me even more brilliant.
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@%&@%&@%&
The enemy's corpse is the best altar, and your own desires are the best sacrifices.
On the altar in the center of the battlefield, amid the prayers of all the believers, and as the ceremony progressed, I released my suppressed desires.
The flame of desire engulfs everything in an instant. Everyone and everything are the apostles of desire.
The redness of war descends again, from the corpses of the defeated, from the roar of guns, and from the diffuse smoke.
He cuts off excess desires lest I sink into them.
I was tempered in the fire of desire, baptized in the red light, and they merged with me
My body was burned by the fire of desire, and I let out a shrill scream.
My soul is extremely peaceful and is no longer disturbed by desires.
I looked at the landscape painting of "Gotham" and suddenly discovered that the Ambassador was inside. He led my spirit to fall into the indescribable picture, through the indescribable scenery, and to leap into the kingdom of God of my "parents".
The believers had tears in their eyes. They witnessed with their own eyes that their bodies were burning with desire and their spiritual thoughts soared.
Oh, my diary must be kept.
I see now, where is the suction device.
I saw the presence of the Lord of the Lost Hour - He wanted me to be the 'Signer'.
The Savior asked me to follow Him and become a librarian.
I walked toward Him, and suddenly, there was a roar from the sky.
I looked up...
That was...
The jailer's "God-killing Sword", with its light of destruction, destroyed my religious order!
A man appeared, that was...
The Lord of the Abyss?
He actually got into a fight with the Shah's ambassador! ! !
That's...
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