In the darkness.

One of his cheeks was decorated with fan-shaped ribs,

Tentacles symbolizing supreme magic floating on their backs,

The withered body was covered with gray bandages.

The ancient individual dragging the dark gold long tail gradually came out, and a supreme magic wand with triangular stone eyes was embedded between the back and could be used at any time.

"Black Pharaoh."

Han Dong, who had borrowed this incarnation, immediately recognized it.

Han Dong could not regard the Black Pharaoh and the Walker as the same person... The Black Pharaoh walked out of his eyes like an independent individual.

"senior……"

Han Dong bowed respectfully.

"Yeah, come with me."

As he leaned towards the central stone chamber of the [Suppressing the Hall], the Black Pharaoh made a wave of low and heavy sound from his mouth, which could even lead to the mummification of Han Dong's left arm.

"You should be curious why I am very different from the Walker Deity."

"Yes……"

“Since He is me, I am not exactly Him.

He has a thousand appearances, but I am independent... Since it is something that I have taught, I will naturally receive you well.

Of course, I am very optimistic about you.

I was able to accept my will and power with my own ancestors, and even reveal the complete [Kushi Dynasty] through my domain, at least it means that you are qualified to talk to me and try to effectively use the Book of the Dead

However, I still want to warn you.

Once you step into the stone chamber, there is no way out.

When you thoroughly master the "Precision" you will naturally find a way to leave the stone chamber. We will never relax our suppression of the stone chamber for a moment."

"Understood."

Follow the Pharaoh to the door of the stone chamber.

The whispers echoing in his ears became clearer and clearer, making Han Dong desperate to understand, read or occupy the Book of the Dead and become the holder of the Demonic Book.

“With the suppression remains unchanged, I can only create an instantaneous channel for you.

It may disappear completely in 0.1s or even less.

If you can't seize the opportunity, you can leave."

Just finished speaking.

He even didn't give Han Dong any time to prepare or react.

The staff embedded in the back has already extended, and the end of the stone-eyed staff touches the surface of the stone chamber.

A circle of quicksand-like circular channels formed on the surface for less than a millisecond.

Even so, there are still many demonic auras taking the opportunity to seep out.

Kick!

The faceless priest sitting on the high platform immediately turned his arm 720° and aimed at the stone chamber for forced suppression to ensure the stability of the seal.

Bang!

A small part of the demonic energy that was radiated was also knocked away by the Black Pharaoh's original crutch.

[Suppress the Hall] Return to normal.

However, Han Dong, who was originally standing next to the Black Pharaoh, was no longer visible.

"It's not bad, let me see how long it takes to master the "Pre-Check"... The 'select' decided by me should naturally be very different from the previous group of incompetent people."

...

In the case of high concentration.

No matter when the Black Pharaoh takes action and what time interval is for the door opening, Han Dong will definitely be able to accurately capture it.

And when he arrived at the [Suppression Hall], Han Dong was fully prepared.

The space of consciousness is filled with crazy laughter, and every tombstone is tied with black balloons.

The human wanderer, exactly like Han Dong, also stood under the talent tree, ready to welcome the upcoming shock of consciousness.

The Count, who was still playing solo in a private theater, suddenly glanced at the "Seven Chapters of the Secret Sutra of Xuanjun" placed at the corner of the piano, and the magic scripture started to flip it on its own.

The count's eyes also changed, and he hugged the Demonic Book and walked towards the outside of the Blood House.

...

Silent and dark hexagram stone interior

Han Dong was not eroded by the magic script at the first time, but his whisper became louder.

It was like a dead body hanging upside down, pressing her cold lips against Han Dong's ear and whispering...

“Is this the real residual page?”

Indoor center.

On a platform carved with ancient Egyptian secrets, there is a different collection of broken pages floating.

It corresponds to the "Pre-volume",

As for the eyelid pages, they may be kept elsewhere.

"Pre-volume is equivalent to the title page of a book, the overview and the catalog part, and the threat should be the smallest... If I can't even control this, it means that this book is not suitable for me."

Stepping to the booth,

Without touching the residual page, if you peek directly, you can only see endless twisted and weird fonts, which will not only make you unable to understand them, but will also intensify the whispers.

If you want to read, you must hold the broken page in your hand.

No hesitation at all,

With absolute confidence and desire for knowledge, I grasped the remaining part of the "Precision" with both hands.

Buzz!

In an instant, it was like opening all the valves in the reservoir.

A large amount of ancient, evil and treacherous material was used into Han Dong's body,

**, both the soul and consciousness are eroded by ancient times beyond understanding.

1. A series of substances like crooked hooks were squirming under the skin, even poking through the skin and piercing the blood vessels... In just less than ten seconds, Han Dong's body was completely penetrated.

2. A large number of memory fragments use up the brain, recording civilizations that were once destroyed by the Book of the Dead, continents or planets, and all individuals who died of the magical scriptures, will be imprisoned in the books.

They are enslaved by books forever, and are filled with endless anger for all individuals who attempt to seize the Book of the Dead.

3. In the space of consciousness.

Ideological "necrops" fell down like raindrops.

Click!

Either break the neck or break the spine... but they climb up in a twisted posture and launch a full invasion of consciousness space.

but.

When they want to destroy and erode this space of consciousness.

A scarlet light flashed, and more than ten undead spirits were torn into pieces.

Holding the Holy Sword in the right hand,

The left hand turns into a blood dog,

The Count was standing under the talent tree, eating a crazy laughing fruit... and he also began to laugh wildly.

The holy sword sensed the most evil thing, and the sword body was also buzzing.

"Is that the level? This Count alone is enough to kill you all."

The same moment.

Faceless head-[Prison World].

Since the space of consciousness has been eroded, the real space corresponding to the brain has also been invaded on a large scale.

The physical undead spirits continued to fall into this prison world, trying to control Han Dong's brain center... But at the moment when these undead spirits invaded, they felt something was wrong.

Their bodies seemed to be subjected to some kind of restraint and were uncomfortable all over.

When walking in this prison world, it was like wearing a thick anklet, and every step it took was quite difficult.

Even if the three giants and the doctors are not here,
To be continued...