Tsikaku was not satisfied.
As a destructive sorcerer, he had always thought highly of himself. Not only was he confident in his power, but he was also confident in his wisdom.
After all, not everyone could train an elite sorcerer army of 50 sorcerers with their own power and make a name for themselves.
Many destructive sorcerers were lone wolves. They did not have the ability to train, guide, or organize other people.
If he could train 50 sorcerers, it meant that he could train 500 or even 5,000 sorcerers. He could easily create his own force, but Tsikaku did not care about it.
After he created the blood feast, he was indirectly in charge of the lifelines of thousands of Extraordinaries. He was like an emperor, which made his confidence soar.
In addition, he was highly regarded by the Path of the Flaming Sword, a mysterious organization. After learning the so-called "truth of the world," Tsikaku felt that he was naturally superior to these ignorant people.
However, the crushing defeat this time had completely trampled this arrogant Magus' sense of superiority into the mud. He had even ruthlessly crushed him a few times, not giving him the slightest bit of face.
After he was captured by the Yue Sefu and brought back to the Miyie Tower, he had been in a state of confusion and senselessness.
It was only when the Miyie Tower started to use potions that he gradually regained his consciousness and had the chance to use his trump card.
His Human Skin Book was made of baby skin. The process was very complicated. Naturally, it was not just for communication. A part of his soul was sewn into it. The first website was m.9biquge. com
As long as he used a specific spell and method and committed suicide, he could use the Human Skin Book to revive!
Of course, everything was built on the basis that he was clear-headed.
From this point of view, he should be grateful to the Miyie Tower.
"Hahahaha, I will return from hell and kill all of you!"
Tsikaku's neck was completely twisted. His head was drooping, but he was still laughing intermittently. He looked at the panicked guards in front of him.
His consciousness had almost recovered. However, in order to make the Miyie Tower's interrogators lower their guard, he had been pretending to be crazy. He would remember this humiliating day for the rest of his life.
Just wait!
Although he had nothing now, the determination and perseverance of a destructive sorcerer should not be underestimated. Sooner or later, he would rise again!
And the Miyie Tower would wait for his revenge! He wanted to turn everyone into raw materials for his book!
With this thought in mind, Qikaku's eyes became unfocused, and he completely lost consciousness.
— —
Lin Jie suddenly felt that there was something more in his dream.
After he finished constructing the basic dreamscape, the entire dreamscape seemed to have become an independent space.
Not only could he enter it at night when he was dreaming, but he could also take things in and out of it during normal times. For example, the last time he put a bunch of documents and messy things in it.
For example, the Candra Sacred Sword, or the Personal Book … …
Of course, there were things in the dream that couldn't be taken out.
His body couldn't enter it for the time being, so he could only enter it through Cogitation.
However, he still had a grasp of the Dream Realm. He knew everything that happened in it like the back of his hand.
For example, right now, he found that the human-skinned book that he had placed on the bookshelf was acting strangely. First, it shook a little, then it flipped open on its own.
The pages of the book flipped quickly, and the words on it that sounded like the words of a madman were melting, finally turning into dense blood stains.
Then, thick blood seeped out of the book and flowed down like a waterfall. It landed on the ground and turned into something that looked like a slime. It gradually changed shape and formed the shape of a "human".
"What kind of strange dreamscape creature is this?"
Lin Jie stopped his woodworking and frowned.
The dreamscape creature that looked like a patchwork of a human body was already very strange. This time, the slime made of blood was even stranger.
"Although I know that Dream Creatures come in all kinds of strange shapes, this is still a little too scary."
Especially since this thing seemed to have "infiltrated" through the human-skinned book as a medium, which made Lin Jie feel even more disgusted.
If Lin Jie had the mind to observe the stitched monster last time and think about whether he could expand his business, this time, he just wanted to kill it. To Lin Jie, this was as disgusting as a big green fly suddenly flying into his clean house and buzzing around.
While Lin Jie was thinking, he saw the slime move.
At first, it turned its head in confusion and looked around. Then, it reached out and picked up the handbook. It made a gesture as if it was laughing and dancing with joy.
Then, it wriggled towards the coffee table where Lin Jie had placed the information, leaving a trail of blood along the way.
Lin Jie couldn't bear it anymore.
Now, he felt that a tramp had entered his clean house. It was dirty and smelly, and it looked like a bandit, ready to touch his things.
It was related to the human-skinned book, and it looked so evil. It was no different from a mosquito or a fly.
He should just slap it to death.
As soon as this thought came to his mind, an invisible force formed in the dream. It was like an invisible hand waving down and landing on the slime.
Under the heavy pressure, the slime instantly became shorter and deformed like jelly.
It struggled frantically, and blood inexplicably splashed everywhere like fireworks. Then, it raised the human-skinned book high up and shook it, making a gurgling sound.
Lin Jie was startled and jumped in fright.
The bloodstains on the human-skinned book changed again, and it seemed to have turned into words.
His only thought was, "This thing can actually use the human-skinned book?!"
Something that could use such an evil item was definitely not a good thing!
And from the looks of it, was it going to use a big move?!
Lin Jie thought that he had to gain the initiative by striking first. Otherwise, he didn't know what would happen and it wouldn't be good if the dream was destroyed. Thus, he quickly increased the pressure.
— —
Csikaku originally thought that he had escaped with his life.
He had revived with the help of the human-skinned book. Although his heart skipped a beat when he first opened his eyes, he found that there was no one around and it seemed very peaceful. He heaved a sigh of relief.
Csikaku looked around and found that this seemed to be a scholar's residence. It was very quiet, and there were some materials and books piled up at the side.
He guessed that the human-skinned book might have been lost somewhere else, but this just happened to provide him with a safe environment for his revival.
"Hahahaha …"
Csikaku picked up the human-skinned book and laughed proudly.
Wasn't the heavens helping him?
Now, as long as he could escape the Miyie Tower's pursuit and contact the Road of the Fire Sword, his comeback would be just around the corner!
After calming down, Csikaku cautiously approached the coffee table, trying to deduce the identity of the owner of this place to see if it would be beneficial to him.
But after taking two steps, he felt a chill down his spine, as if someone was spying on him. Moreover, he had a premonition of extreme danger.
Just at this moment, an unstoppable force suddenly descended and pressed down on him, making him shorter by a bit.
"S-trap!!!"
All the bones in Csikaku's body cracked and cracked at the same time. His eyes almost popped out of their sockets. After casting a few spells, he judged that this was not a force he could resist.
He hurriedly raised the human-skinned book in his hand and recorded all the spells he had learned in his life as a show of sincerity. He broke down and shouted, "Spare me!!! I surrender!!! This is all I've learned in my life. I can teach you all of it!!! Don't kill me!!! "
But the owner of that force ignored him and allowed him to break down in despair and wail. He only cared about himself and increased his strength until he was completely crushed.
Csikaku only remembered the cries of those babies he had skinned.
When he had killed these innocent lives, he had never heard their cries for mercy.
Now, he was just letting himself have a taste of it —
What does it have to do with you if I destroy you?
— —
"Smack!"
Just like swatting a fly with a swatter, the bloody slime that barely had a humanoid shape exploded and turned into a pool of blood.
Lin Jie disdainfully cleaned up these traces and took out the human-skinned book.
"Swoosh …"
He flipped through the pages and found that it seemed to record some … spells?
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