The content of the letter came to an abrupt end. The tip of the pen drooped down at the end of the letter. The nervousness and fear of the writer could be clearly felt.
However, Lin Jie no longer needed to read the contents of the letter and analyze the handwriting. As long as he willed it, he could travel through time and space. His omnipresent gaze could directly land on Duan Xuemin.
As expected of someone who managed to walk out from the corruption of the evil god. While she was writing the letter, she subconsciously looked up into the air. She suddenly felt a familiar feeling, and a gaze that terrified her.
Perhaps it was the gaze that gave her the idea that the person she was writing the letter to was the god.
Lin Jie withdrew his gaze and put the letter into the envelope without even raising his head. When he placed the letter on the table, he glanced at the thick book titled "1000 Classic Home-Cooked Dishes".
Lin Jie looked at Yue Sefu, then at Franca. His fingers moved and gently stroked the cookbook in his hand. His expression was complicated. He was startled for a moment before he suddenly chuckled.
"I see … Hehe, I see."
Franca and Yue Sefu looked at Lin Jie in surprise.
It was the first time Yue Sefu had seen Mr. Lin acting like this. Mr. Lin had always been calm and collected. Why was he acting like this all of a sudden? Yue Sefu could not help but look at Franca.
Franca asked nervously, "What's wrong? Mr. Lin? "
Lin Jie patted Franca's head and said gently, "It's nothing, good girl. I have to reward you. You must be tired after coming all the way here from the central district."
Franca immediately put on a cute smile, revealing a row of white teeth. The etiquette of the nobles did not allow her to show her teeth under normal circumstances.
"Thank you, but it's fine. I'm doing this for my mother anyway!"
Lin Jie's touch made Franca feel a warm energy flowing into her body. It felt like she was bathing in a sacred light. She squinted her eyes like a kitten.
Lin Jie looked at her smug smile and lowered his head to look at the table as if he was looking for something. Then, he saw the balance on the table. He casually picked it up and handed it to Fu Lanka. "This little toy … is for you."
Yue Sefu thought to himself, You call this a small toy? This is the Balance Scale that controls all the laws of equality in the world … Although he complained, he already knew Boss Lin's strength. To this lord, this Balance Scale was indeed a small toy.
"Boss Lin," Yue Sefu said softly. He even swallowed his saliva nervously.
Lin Jie looked up with his usual smile and looked at Yue Sefu.
"You seem to be troubled. Is there anything you need me to do?"
Lin Jie shook his head. "I'm not bothered at all. In fact, I can see things more clearly than before … I think I know where I'm going. Before I go, I need to take care of some things."
"What?" Yue Sefu asked subconsciously.
"Boom!"
As soon as Yue Sefu finished speaking, before Fu Lanka could open her eyes in shock, the entire bookstore was stomped on like a can. The dark bookshelf behind Lin Jie that looked like the mouth of a ferocious beast shattered like a mirror.
The books inside were sucked into Lin Jie's shadow like a whirlpool. The moment the bookstore was destroyed, the layer of darkness that supported the bookstore was sucked into Lin Jie's shadow like the bookshelf.
The bookstore was not destroyed by someone. It was because Lin Jie had retrieved the power that originally existed here.
Yue Sefu was not afraid of the falling concrete. Instead, he stared at Boss Lin. Boss Lin held the letter calmly. The twisted shadow behind him was sucked into his shadow.
— —
"Is it … over?"
Afujie, who was floating in the air, said softly.
As the most powerful dark wizard in the world, Afujie, the Void Meditator who had once absorbed the void into his territory, instantly pulled the entire bookstore into the void world that he had created. Almost at the same time, he used Void Collapse, and the bookstore's physical form collapsed instantly.
It turned into ruins.
This was the first step of the Road of Fire Sword's attack on Lin Jie.
"Don't underestimate him," Michael said in a low voice. Several angels of the Road of Fire Sword were standing beside him.
"I'll go take a look." The headless Undying who was wearing the armor of a knight, the "Undying of a Thousand Souls" Kamel, turned into a black shadow and sneaked into the ruins.
Seeing him enter, Michael frowned. Kamel controlled the souls of the world. He was a true Knight of Hell. He used his body to control the Underworld and the souls of tens of thousands of dead people.
Without a doubt, Kamel was one of the most powerful people in the Road of Fire Sword. As long as the souls of the people in the world were not destroyed, Kamel would be immortal.
The Undying of a Thousand Souls, Kamel, had tens of thousands of souls, and they existed in every corner of Nuo Jin.
Kamel and Raphael were the trump cards of the Road of Fire Sword.
Raphael and Michael had been friends for a long time. Kamel was a man of few words and almost followed their orders. The three of them formed the original Road of Fire Sword.
In addition to their common dreams, Michael was also a friend to Raphael and Kamel.
"Don't relax your observation, Metatro." Michael raised his hand and focused his mind. He reminded Metatro, the Mind Observer, who was hiding outside the barrier of the void and had never relaxed his observation for a moment.
"Uh …" Metatro's doubtful voice sounded with a hint of trembling. "The will of the owner of the bookstore has disappeared."
"Is he dead?" Raphael tilted his head. His figure was about the same as Michael's, but his entire face was like the surface of water, floating liquid. Unlike Michael, he did not like humans and would not appear in a human's body.
"Of course not." "Yanar," who was standing at the back, said, "Mr. Lin is obviously immortal … How can a god be bound by death?"
Everyone's eyes returned to Yanar. His tone didn't sound like a member of the Road of Fire Sword. Instead, it sounded like he was saying, "My boss is very powerful."
At this moment, Michael also realized what was so strange about "Yanar," who he had been very suspicious of.
"You, what …"
"Huh?" Metatro's doubtful voice sounded again and interrupted Michael's questioning. "It's Mr. Lin's thought again."
After hearing this, all the angels felt their minds explode.
"He only disappeared for a few seconds." Metatro's fearful voice came into everyone's ears. "Kamel's clones … all disappeared in an instant just now … Kamel is dead."
Michael: "…?"
Feige, who was disguised as Yanar, snorted in a mocking and proud manner. It seemed that he had completely given up his disguise, but the gods around him didn't have time to care.
Countless ripples appeared on Raphael's face, which was like the surface of a lake, indicating his shock.
"Kamel …" Raphael murmured the name in a low voice.
A piece of cement was kicked away from the bookstore that had been turned into ruins. Yue Sefu looked back with a confused expression. Then, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he respectfully stepped aside, revealing the figure behind him that still looked the same as usual.
Black hair, black eyes, slightly pale skin, a shirt, black pants, and a gentle smile on his scholarly face. His pupils were dark and deep, like a bottomless well.
Lin Jie, or maybe it wasn't Lin Jie.
The shadow under his feet extended backward, covering the ruins of the bookstore, forming a dark deep space. The stars and the universe twisted and rotated behind the curtain.
Lin Jie was holding a fresh book in his hand. The cover of the book didn't have a title, and the blank pages kept turning in his hand. Each page was a screaming soul — Kamel!
Michael's pupils shrank. Kamel … had been made into a book!
Slap!
Lin Jie mercilessly closed the thick book. Franca peeked out from behind Lin Jie with a panicked expression. She was holding the Scales of Eternity as if it were a toy.
Lin Jie's black eyes swept across all the members of the Path of Fire Sword, and he fixed his gaze on Michael.
"You knocked on the door a little too hard, dear customers," Lin Jie said in a low voice.
In the first second he met Lin Jie's gaze, Michael actually felt a sense of fear. It seemed that Michael was already scared out of his wits when he first fought with Lin Jie.
"Unforgivable … Unforgivable!" Raphael's face was like boiling water. He roared. The flames of revenge for Kamel had already grasped him tightly. He opened his arms, and the entire void was swallowed by the waves.
Lin Jie smiled faintly and kept the book in his hand. He then spoke gently to Franca behind him.
He gently said to Franca, "Close your eyes."
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