What? You say His Majesty is a war criminal!!

Qin Zheng reached into the fire.

The flames did not burn him.

Instead, it lingered on his hand, bringing a warm touch.

He could feel that there was a lot more in the fire.

For those who become firewood, everything about them appears in the fire and becomes fuel.

their memories.

their knowledge.

their skills.

Their resentment.

Their blood.

It's like a book that shows no defense against Qin Zheng.

It is filled with stories belonging to those people.

As long as Qin Zheng is willing, he can read those stories.

Acquire the knowledge and skills of those people.

Qin Zheng looked around.

As always, he was alone here.

Outside the light range of the fire on the high platform, it was still shrouded in endless darkness.

The area that the fire's light can illuminate is not very large.

After walking a few steps, we reached the edge of the fire.

Darkness swallowed the fire.

Qin Zheng couldn't see clearly what was in the boiling darkness! !

Objects within the field of vision are blurred.

Can't see clearly what it really looks like.

Qin Zheng did not enter the darkness.

Once inside, the fire could not protect him.

Those monsters hiding in the darkness will tear him apart.

Just like before.

Qin Zheng did not rush further.

Instead of taking risks, it is better to honestly think of ways to grow the fire first.

Checked out new changes to the fire.

Qin Zheng then looked at the scepter pattern that suddenly appeared.

There are no hints.

The pattern just appears there.

When Qin Zheng reached out to touch it, some pictures would flash back in his mind.

A primitive man was drilling wood to make a fire. The light of the fire made the horrified primitive people hiding in the cave cheer.

Fire and wind, a man looked up to the sky and roared, and at his feet were slain wolves.

Primitive shamans and shamans performed rituals around the fire, and then an old man cut open his chest, took out his heart, and threw it into the fire.

The fragmented picture seemed to be conveying some kind of message to Qin Zheng.

It is a higher-dimensional language, a symbol, an image, a symbol.

Qin Zheng didn't understand what this pattern represented! !

I don’t know what this pattern does!

"Someone, please give me an instruction manual."

Qin Zheng took back his hand and scratched his head.

When the time comes, you will have to learn more occult knowledge.

He looked to the sky.

Weird cracks filled the velvety black night sky.

The blood moon radiates scarlet light and is covered with black lines, exuding an indescribable evil aura.

Those huge structures are still suspended in the sky, so huge that they feel even smaller.

This weird dream appeared again and again.

Fire, darkness, blood moon, unspeakable things, giant structures.

Qin Zheng knew nothing about it.

After studying it for so long.

So far, the only thing he knows is to form a team as soon as possible and win over as many people as possible who are willing to follow him.

Only in this way can the fire be strengthened.

Perhaps as the fire grows bigger and his range of activities increases, he will be able to get more information and piece together the truth.

Qin Zheng's eyes swept across the sky

I saw the giant eye that looked like a mountain range and was embedded in the sky again.

There was a sudden shock in his arms.

The human skin book he had received from the cultists who believed in the evil eye, the so-called Holy Eye Society, was in his arms.

Misty was terrified of this book.

It is said to be a sealed object.

It contains the will of the evil god.

Full of foreboding, it will corrupt the holder.

Qin Zheng planned to find out the real name of the big-eyed person from this book, make the other party suffer, and take revenge on the other party's believers for causing trouble to him.

Unexpectedly, this book can actually enter my dreams.

Qin Zheng was a little surprised when he took out the book.

He had done experiments before.

There is no way to bring reality into existence.

Otherwise, he would have brought in several laser cannons and lined them up

Let those monsters in the darkness feel the cruelty of Li Yunlong.

As a result, I couldn't bring it in at all.

No matter what it is, there is no way to bring it in.

Qin Zheng even asked the wizards for tools containing extraordinary power, but he still couldn't get in.

Why can't other things come in, but human skin books can come in? ?

Confusion appeared in Qin Zheng's heart.

The human-skin book trembled in his hand.

In addition to the eye, more obscure and complex runes appeared on the cover.

Those runes emitted a strange light.

The eye in the sky has also changed.

It seems to be aware of something.

The huge eyes rolled.

Look straight towards the direction of the altar.

There is no trace of his malice.

It is impossible for normal people to remain sane under such gaze, and they will fall into madness and chaos.

Maybe even the body will be distorted and become an indescribable monster.

"The Human Skin Book really has something to do with it."

Qin Zheng looked at the sky and realized the problem with the human skin book.

Here, this human-skin book seems to be able to connect with the big eyeball.

The connection is much stronger than the one felt in the real world.

He turned to look at the flickering fire.

"What would happen if you put a human-skin book in the fire?"

Destiny is like a boulder on a high mountain.

When it starts rolling, it will get faster and faster, eventually forming an unstoppable trend.

Everyone will be coerced by it and move forward passively.

Watson Street, shrouded in darkness, had only a few functioning street lamps, providing dim lighting.

The neighborhood that should have been deserted was now full of people.

They surrounded Misty Psychic.

Three walking mechas activated their energy shields and stood on the street.

The rotating cannon was aimed at the onlookers.

A cordon was established.

Huge searchlights illuminated the crowd, and heavily armored hover vehicles and gunships were hovering in the sky.

The heavy weapons were pointed at the crowd on the ground.

Heavily armed soldiers walked back and forth.

The guns in his hands had their safety on and were loaded.

Misty, who was supposed to leave and hide, was forced down by several soldiers and knelt in front of her store.

All the bones in her body were broken.

The originally smooth head was also broken.

Blood dripped down his face.

condensed with dust.

"I suggest you tell me everything."

Kim Tae-jiu, who was tall, with a short cut and wearing a combat uniform, squatted in front of Misty and reached out to grab her face.

Misty spat blood on him as her answer.

"You made a very stupid choice."

Kim Tae-joo stood up.

He took off his gloves, revealing his shiny metal palms.

Stretch, clench.

Stretch and clench into a fist.

"I will break your bones one by one." Kim Tae-jiu showed a sinister expression.

Misty raised her head and looked at Jin Taejiu with bloodshot eyes: "You will definitely pay the price, you bastard."

"I won't pay the price." Jin Taejiu punched hard, causing wind in the air and a roaring sound.

The sound of cracking bones and screams sounded at the same time.

Misty was beaten to the ground.

Half of the face was broken, revealing the stubble of bones.

Some people who usually had a good relationship with Misty roared angrily.

Misty has lived in the Watson neighborhood for a long time.

Many people have received soul healing from her.

In this world with strange monsters and extraordinary powers.

It is normal to be troubled by nightmares, being stared at by some unspeakable things, and experiencing symptoms of physical decay.

It's like being sick with a cold.

In those cases, people often seek help from shamans and psychics.

Misty was well known in the neighborhood.

Her prices are fair and she is genuine and kind.

Everyone who has received treatment and sought her help recognizes her.

But now, they could do nothing but watch Misty suffer.

It's not that they are bloodless, but those giant corporations are really cruel.

The weapons equipped on the mechas standing on the streets, the heavily armored hover vehicles suspended in the sky, and the ten-meter-long floating gunboats made them afraid to rush into the cordon easily.

Those chaebol lackeys really know how to open fire.

"Last chance, tell me, where have they gone?"

Jin Taejiu cleaned the blood on his fist and spoke again.

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