When Robbie Reyes woke up leisurely, it was already light. The morning light came in through the window, illuminating a square area on the dim floor.

He sat up in a daze and found that this was the workshop where he worked. The alarm clock ticked on the wall told him that it was just past five o'clock. Then he noticed the old man, dressed in black, wrinkled face, and black leather gloves, folded his hands with a crutch, looking at him with a smile, but the squinting smiled eyes were filled with a terrifying light.

The old man smiled and asked: Wake up? How do you feel?

A little dizzy. Robbie thought, holding the handrail and trying to stand up, but his legs felt weak and almost couldn't stand firm. He patted his head and tried to make himself clear, and at the same time said to the old man: OK, as you can see, I'm not in good condition now... Hell, and it's only five o'clock now, we haven't opened the door yet. If you want to repair the car, you should be late...

He stopped unconsciously at this point. He suddenly felt that the old man must have been here to find work for him, but for something else. His vague consciousness could not be sure why, but whenever he tried to concentrate on thinking about the old man, his head was surprisingly drowsy.

You should have known that I am looking for you not for your open work. No, not for the repair of the car. But I did come for business. The old man paused, his narrowed eyes opened slightly, and his eyes shot with a sharp light like a sharp knife. I am coming for your work at night.

Robbie was shocked.

I don't understand what you are saying. He wanted to look straight into the old man's eyes to prove that he could not hide it, but he found that he could not do it. In the old man's sight, he felt like his flesh was being stripped clean and his soul was exposed without any concealment.

Nothing can escape those thief-like eyes.

Of course you understand, Mr. Robbie. But if you still don't want to admit it, it may help.

He didn't see the old man doing anything, nor did he move, but suddenly he felt as if a huge mountain was pressing on his back. He bent his knees uncontrollably, and his whole body seemed to be tied up tightly by iron chains. He tried to break free, but felt that all the muscles and bones in his body were resisting his will. He could feel that the thing in his body was about to move, and the roar was like a roar in his ear.

A thought suddenly appeared in his mind, and it appeared so naturally.

His pupils briefly turned into a demonic red color, and then raised his head in surprise: You... are you the owner of that thing?

Ghost Rider, yes. The old man said in a gentle tone that the knight was designed to erase the sinful soul and was also my agent on earth. Generally speaking, when there are tasks that need to be completed, I will arrange for you to do it directly. But this time, you will face a special task - maybe you can't complete it yourself. And this time the goal is also special to me, so I will assist you...

Wait, wait, Robbie pressed down and looked up at him as much as possible. I never thought of being a knight, I never longed for such power. Take it away, it is not suitable for me. I can't do your job...

But you agreed to the contract, didn't you?

I......

Robbie shut up and swallowed heavily.

Yes, he accepted the contract and came from the previous Ghost Rider. At that time, he wanted strength regardless of everything, even if he gave his soul for it, so he sold his soul to the demon in exchange for this irreversible curse.

The old man used a crutch to lay the ground three times.

If you agree to the contract, you must perform your duties. Even if God himself comes, you cannot change the contract. He continued, your consumption is a bit serious, so take a good rest and restore your energy. I have some special arrangements. When I use you later, I will naturally summon you again.

The old man began to retreat.

etc!

Robbie wanted to stop him. He tried his best to reach out, but his body was pressed to the ground and could not move. He watched the old man float backward like a ghost, floating out of the door, and his black figure merged into the shadow until it disappeared completely.

The pressure was finally lifted. Robbie found himself sweating profusely and held himself on the ground with one hand and gasped violently.

He subconsciously glanced at his dusty palm.

What exactly did I... become?

Wanda Maximov stood at the experimental table and stared at the ancient book spread out on the table, which was the legendary "Dao Dark Book". Lines of extremely ancient words emerged on the blank pages, all of which were super ancient words that had long disappeared on the earth as time passed. In theory, no one in the world should be able to understand it.

But Wanda didn't know why, she could understand it.

She read it carefully for a while, and from time to time she twisted the pages with her slender and white fingers and turned them over. Her beautiful red eyebrows were sometimes frowned and sometimes stretched, and she seemed to be quite fascinated by reading.

She tried to raise her hand, and a red light flipped her fingertips. The energy burst out, the light tumbling, and after a moment she turned into a charred stone.

Carbon element.

She also created elements out of thin air like Eli Molo, and succeeded in one go.

How about it? Michael, who had been watching quietly from the side, asked.

Well... there are a lot of interesting spells here, some are actually quite powerful, and some are a little scary. Wanda said that, however, according to the method here, creating elements seems quite simple...

If her words made those ghosts who died to achieve this goal (even failed to succeed in the end) afraid they would be angry to hear it.

......In general, the records here seem to be chaos magic. Wanda said, and suddenly thought of the rumors that everyone saw different content in the "Book of Darkness", so he added that at least all I saw was like this.

Michael's eyes flashed and he didn't say anything for a moment.

With this book, Eli Molo successfully gained the ability to control Chaos Magic. Since he could do it, Michael believed that he could do it too.

When he first recruited Wanda and guided her to explore the power of Chaos Magic, Michael said that he hoped that one day she could help him find a way to control Chaos Magic.

Now this book seems to be the answer.

How do you feel? He suddenly asked again, do you feel any changes in your emotions or thinking after reading the "Book of the Dark God"?

The power of "The Book of Darkness" seems to have a significant corrosive effect on most people, and anyone who has been exposed to this book seems to be unable to escape its bewitching and finally surrender to its temptation. The temperament changes drastically.

But since I opened this book, Wanda's eyes seemed to have been quite calm, without any violent emotional ups and downs such as excitement, surprise or madness.

She tilted her head and thought: Well... it doesn't seem to be. It's just that I'm quite interesting to see some of the spells, and some magic related to chaos magic. I really never thought of them. It feels very novel... It seems that there is nothing else.

So the side effects of this book seem to be ineffective for her, which is good news.

Michael took the Book of Darkness from her and closed the cover.
Chapter completed!