The Master of Destiny In The City

It was an ancient book with yellowed pages, and on the cover were four large characters written in ancient Chinese characters-ancient seals. Although Natsume has not studied the ancient characters of the Republic of China, he probably recognized the four ancient characters as "the book of death."

"Death... The Book of Death?!" Natsume's eyes widened, staring at the ancient book that suddenly appeared under her feet, with shocking and incredible expressions all over her face.

Where did this book come from?

He was the only person in the office. The door was tightly closed. Although the window was open, he was on the fifth floor of the top floor. It was impossible for anyone to throw a book at his feet from outside the window.

In other words, this book appeared out of thin air!

But how is such a thing possible?

"This...what the hell is going on?!" Natsume said in a trembling voice.

He stood there blankly, not daring to move, as if there was some terrible monster hidden in the surrounding air, as long as he moved, he would immediately rush out and tear him to pieces.

"Huh!" After not knowing how long, Natsume finally mustered the courage. He took a deep breath, squatted down, and reached out to the book of death on the ground.

When Natsume's hand touched the book of death, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his hand. The feeling was like being bitten by something and the pain hit his soul.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh) He found that the middle finger of his right hand was broken, and bright red blood dripped on the book of death.

"Boom!" Almost at the same time, Natsume felt a terrible pain in his head. A large amount of information was like a tide, and it crazily poured into Natsume's mind.

Natsume screamed loudly. He hugged his head in his hands and fell to the ground suddenly. He was like a snake, constantly tossing on the floor.

It turned out that this turned out to be a book of death.

Anything related to death will be realized as long as the owner writes it on it!

For example, if the owner of the Book of Death wants someone to die, he only needs to write the name of that person on the Book of Death, and that person will definitely die within ten seconds.

Moreover, the owner of the book of death can also control all the behavior of that person before death. Even the owner of the Book of Death can freely control the time and manner of death of that person if he wants to!

"This... how is this possible? How is this possible?!" At this time, the severe pain in Natsume's head gradually disappeared, and he lay motionless on the ground, his eyes fixed on the roof, muttering no Lived and said.

A book that can control death falls from the sky and recognizes him as Lord. How could such an absurd thing happen?

Could it be that the Creator heard the cry in his heart just now, so he gave him such an opportunity?

"I...I'm not dreaming?!" Suddenly, Natsume thought of a possibility, and he stretched out his hand to pinch his thigh.

With a sharp pain, Natsume finally realized that he was not dreaming, everything that happened was real!

Natsume hesitated for a long time, and finally reached out and took the book of death in his hand. Where I started, the touch of the book of death was very similar to paper, but Natsume was sure in his heart that the material of the book of death was definitely not paper.

"The Book of Death..." Natsume put it in her hand and rubbed it for a long time, and finally turned the first page.

On the first page, all kinds of small ancient seal characters were written. He carefully observed and identified them for a long time before he understood the meaning of those small ancient seal characters. It turns out that those small ancient seal characters are all annotations to the book of death, which is the so-called instruction manual!

"The first, in the same world and the same space, only one book of death and the existence of its owner is allowed. The second, as the owner of the book of death, the book of death will give it a pair of'death pupils' , The owner can use these eyes to see anyone's name and the remaining life span. The third..." Natsume whispered word by word.

The more he watched, the more frightened he became, and the more he watched, the more shocked he became. This book of death was really too powerful, and possessing it was tantamount to controlling the life and death of all people in the world. And its controller is equivalent to the god of death!

"Article 13, the benefits enjoyed by the owner of the Book of Death, that is, the remaining lifespan of all those killed by the Book of Death, will be unconditionally increased to the owner! This..." When Natsume saw At the time of Article 13, he couldn't believe his eyes.

This book of death is so powerful. Not only can it kill anyone, but it can also unconditionally increase the remaining lifespan of the slain to the owner. It's... it's a foul!

"Not only can you control the death of anyone, but you can also increase the remaining lifespan of the slain to yourself. Isn't this the power that the god of death has in myths and legends?" Natsume firmly grasped the book of death in his hand Inside, muttered to himself.

"Boom! Boom!"

Suddenly, the office door rang.

"Come in." Natsume quickly put the book of death in the drawer, then cleared his throat and said.

The door was pushed open, and only a haggard-looking woman in her seventies, who was described as wormwood, walked in tremblingly.

"This is?!" Natsume glanced at the old woman, and her heart immediately trembled violently. Because, he suddenly saw a few small ancient seal characters appearing on the left and right sides of the top of the old woman's head.

The words on the left are "Wang Xiuqin"; the words on the right are "ten minutes"!

"This...is this the power of the ‘death pupil’ mentioned in the Book of Death? Can you see other people’s names and the remaining remaining life?" Natsume said in shock.

And while he was shocked, he deeply felt the injustice of fate. The kind and poor old woman in front of him had only ten minutes of life left! *

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