Allen stood quietly in the restricted book section, looking in a trance.
In the past few minutes, he truly felt that an extremely powerful consciousness emerged from the black crystal, occupying his body extremely domineeringly, pushing his original consciousness aside.
Then, like a bystander, he watched this sudden consciousness control his body and talk to the book called "Eternal Fragments", which was said to be particularly vicious.
Based on the memory fragments in his mind, he knew that this consciousness belonged to the former God of Darkness.
Although Allen always thought that his psychological quality was pretty good, every word that the God of Darkness said through his body just now shocked him so much that he found it difficult to stay calm.
He never imagined that the mysterious black crystal and the power of faith from the arctic icefield would be the important link to sustain his life at this moment.
He never thought that the thoughts "I want to learn magic" and "I want to go to the Mage Tower" were actually implanted in his head by others and not spontaneously generated by him as he had always thought.
idea.
Even after he traveled to this world and replaced the soul of the original owner of his body, these foreign ideas continued to affect every decision he made.
"That's true. If I were myself in my previous life, if I suddenly became a rich second generation one day, I'm afraid the first thing I would want to do would not be to study magic hard, but to eat, drink, have fun and enjoy myself.
"This is the mentality a salty fish time traveler should have."
Allen took a breath silently, trying to calm himself down and think deeply about this issue.
"If what he said is right, then whether it is the 'Evil God's Note' that appeared inexplicably in my attic, or the original owner's enthusiasm to learn magic even if he did not hesitate to summon the evil god, it is definitely not an accident, but a plan by the God of Darkness.
OK.
"He used my body as a container to carry the divine nature, and then implanted several ideas in my head, which prompted me to come all the way to this place.
"But...why did he do this?
"Didn't he die many years ago?
"Did he set up this trap because he wanted me to come to this place and inherit his legacy...such as this book with broken chapters?
"Then kill the goddess of light and avenge him?
"It sounds reasonable...but the plot is too cliche! No third-rate novel would be written like this.
"..."
Thinking of this, Allen shook his head, with a self-deprecating smile on his lips.
"In the final analysis, I am still too weak."
He knew that the level of God was too far away from him. With his current ability, he could not figure out the true intention of the God of Darkness, so he could only make wild guesses in his mind.
But at the same time, he also kept in mind the most critical information in this set of conversations, which was closely related to his life and death:
"Before he became the container of the godhead, he was actually dead. Now his life characteristics are completely maintained by the power of faith."
I don’t want to die. Allen said to himself silently. I want to live.
Allen understood that he was very lucky to be able to travel to this world after a sudden death and have a second life.
Because he has experienced the taste of death, he cherishes the beauty of life more than in his previous life.
"It seems that I still have to find a way to send some wildfire to the Dark Temple," he thought to himself secretly, "otherwise, if one day, those group of believers are wiped out by the Church of Light, wouldn't I die too?
"But the most urgent thing is to get the meditation method done and advance to become an official magician as soon as possible.
"Only by becoming stronger as soon as possible can we reach a higher level, explore the secrets of the black crystal, and... the layout of the gods."
Thinking of this, Allen turned his head and looked at "Origin" on the bookshelf.
As if sensing Allen's gaze, "Origin" shrank back and covered itself with its cover, with a scarlet word appearing on it: "Don't touch me."
Seeing this scene, Allen raised a playful smile on his lips, quickly recited the "Mage's Hand" spell, and raised his fingers towards it.
Immediately, under the dual effects of magic and affiliation, "Origin" reluctantly flew up, and then landed firmly in Allen's hands.
"Whether you want it or not, you are mine now." Allen said lightly.
One word immediately appeared on the cover of "Origin": "Humph".
At the same time, like a frightened river clam, its front and back covers were tightly hugged together, and no matter how hard Alan tried, he could not open it.
"Don't challenge my patience easily." Seeing such a scene, Allen smiled and then said, "If you listen to me obediently, I can move more gently. Otherwise... I can't guarantee what will happen next."
After hearing this, another "hum" appeared on the cover of "Origin".
"Still unwilling?" Allen asked again with a half-smile, "If you continue to play with fire like this, are you really not afraid that I will use violence?"
"snort!!!"
This time, "Origin" added three bold exclamation points after the word "hum".
"I thought you had peerless martial arts skills, but I didn't expect you were just a repeater." Allen shook his head helplessly and complained silently.
At the same time, a faint black mist emerged between his fingers.
Although it is not as strong as the God of Darkness just now, its high status and arrogant momentum are enough to make "Origin" tremble uncontrollably, without the courage to resist at all.
Just like that, under the influence of divine power, "Origin" lay reluctantly on the bookshelf, letting Allen move his hands up and down, and his eyes wandered freely, but it did not dare to move at all.
Then, easily, Allen opened its cover and saw the first page.
A blank.
Allen was stunned for a moment.
He stared blankly at the white pages, wondering if he had made a mistake.
But soon, the memory fragments in his mind told him that this was not how the book read.
Because its level is too high, the knowledge it contains is too vast, and it is so close to the essence of the world that ordinary words cannot record its true meaning.
Otherwise, Darkness would not have gone crazy in the process of writing this book, and the magicians would not have been seduced by the knowledge in it, and would have been willing to give up their lives in order to complete it.
Allen silently closed his eyes.
The moment he closed his eyes, his soul followed the line of destiny, departing from the black crystal stone and flying towards his destiny star, the mysterious plane with no breath of life that was mistaken for the "Dark Star".
The sky is still gray and the earth is still barren.
But he knew that many, many years ago, there was a prosperous country here that belonged to those favored by God and to devout believers who sacrificed their lives with glory.
His temple once floated in the sky and was worshiped by thousands of people.
And on the high steps of the main hall is the throne he made of black iron.
Things are different and people are different.
He sighed softly.
When he opened his eyes, his eyes turned deep black again.
On the pages of "Origin", several lines of extremely complicated text that only he could understand slowly appeared:
"The nature of the world is chaos."
"..."
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