"No, this book is too dangerous."
Vivian took a few deep breaths and immediately picked up the diary. She threw it into a document bag and sealed it tightly.
Originally, she only wanted to read it once and then restore the scene.
But now, she was afraid.
This book was indeed shrouded in evil power, and her father might even be obsessed with it.
"No … My father is just an ordinary person, and he doesn't have high spiritual sense. Maybe he won't change like me after reading it once … But he must have been secretly corrupted …"
Vivian could only choose to hide the book for now. She hugged the document bag, returned to her room, and began to walk in circles. "What should I do? What should I do? "
Ordinary people and even police officers couldn't do anything to help with supernatural matters.
She immediately realized that she could only ask for help from her fellow parishioners and that very powerful 'teacher'.
Thinking of this, Vivian immediately spread out the letter, described the recent situation, and asked for help from the parishioners she was on good terms with, as well as her teacher.
At this moment, she was extremely grateful that her teacher had sent a messenger earlier.
"Good dog, it's all up to you."
Watching the formless Wind Hound disappear into the corner, Vivian muttered to herself.
...
At the same time, at the Fulis Auction House.
The security guards fell to the ground one after another, their limbs twitching, and their mouths foaming.
The cause of this scene was the figure of a woman in a black robe.
Everyone in the auction house was drowned by the spiritual 'seawater'.
If it was an investigator with high spiritual sense, they could see the surging seawater with blue and green colors surging in the hall, drowning everything in sight.
Whether it was the security guards with guns, the ordinary waiters and managers, or even the innocent passersby, they were all drowned in the seawater and showed symptoms of suffocation.
"Mortals …"
The black-robed woman stepped forward and picked up a fat manager.
This fat man was fat, but she lifted him up with one hand, and she seemed to be able to do it easily.
However, on the palm of the black-robed woman, one could see that it was covered with a layer of scales, like that of a fish.
"Tell me … Who bought that diary?"
She asked with a hoarse voice.
"A … A university professor. His name is … He lives in …"
The mental dam of the manager had long been broken. His eyes rolled back, and he answered every question.
Crack!
After getting what she wanted, the black-robed woman exerted some force in her palm.
The fat manager's neck twisted to one side and he fell to the ground.
The black-robed woman looked around and slowly walked out of the auction house.
"They are so weak, like worms on the ground …"
A breeze blew, lifting a corner of his black robe.
If Eric was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this was Vedaly, who had traveled with him and Fang Xian and later parted ways.
He just didn't know why this young lady seemed to have become a completely different person in such a short time.
…
On the ferry.
Fang Xian walked out of the single cabin and went to the dining hall. He ordered a cheese lobster and a fried pork chop and ate quietly.
He had been making up an alibi for the past few days, and at the same time, he had gone out to stir up trouble. As a result, the steamer had not yet reached the shore.
"Lov is prepared to abandon his identity and go far away from home. This is actually good for him. After all, the Secret Keeper really can't tolerate a zombie …"
"As for me? Although I wasn't exposed, I'm too lazy to continue being an investigator … "
He had already gotten what he wanted. If he went back to work in the branch, he would be crazy.
Fang Xian cut off a piece of pork chop and thought of her own problem.
"To get back the Robbery Power, the effect of the Call of Believers is extremely weak, which is equivalent to no effect at all … The Reincarnation Plate is also there. If I take this path, maybe I will die of old age in this world … What's worse is that the doomsday is coming in less than three years."
Even if he recovered his strength as a Level-Six necromancer, Fang Xian didn't think he could do anything when the primordial dominators were awakened.
They were a group of Level-Seven big shots!
The only thing he could do was to take the opportunity to open the Reincarnation Plate and hide in the Daluo Reincarnation.
But it seemed that this way was not going to work at the moment.
"The prophecy of the doomsday is probably true. This is forcing me to take a risk …"
Fang Xian let out a sigh.
Ordinary recovery did not seem to have much hope.
So there was only one way left, which was to break through to Level-Seven necromancer!
Level-Six necromancers were in the Nirvana Period, and the Robbery Power was dormant. But after reaching Level-Seven, this drawback was naturally gone.
"But there is a huge gap between Level-Six and Level-Seven. Even if I add up all the difficulties I've encountered since my debut, I'm afraid it's not even a fraction of that …"
"I want to become a similar existence to the primordial dominators in this world … Hopkin is the best example. There is almost no good end for those who want to ascend to godhood in this world."
"There is an unimaginable distance between gods and mortals."
However, after analyzing it, Fang Xian actually felt that there was a chance to become a god in this world, compared to becoming a god in other worlds.
First of all, he was a big shot who had once dominated the heavens. He was rich in experience, tenacious in consciousness, and more knowledgeable than the natives.
Secondly, he also got the Book of Hopkin, and the "Hopkin Divine Skill" in it gave him great inspiration.
Of course, the most important thing was that there were sleeping primordial dominators in this world.
For example, under the headquarters of the Secret Keepers, there was Nicolaia sealed.
In other worlds, it would not be easy to find a similar existence that was sealed.
"Hopkin was right about one thing. It's hard to reach Level-Seven from nothing, but if I devour a Level-Seven, there is a little possibility, although it's very small … His biggest weakness is that he is too weak … If he dares to devour the primordial dominators, it's simply suicide. Or should I take the initiative to fuse with them?"
"A Level-Seven god, no matter how much I overestimate him, even if he is sleeping … What should I do?"
While Fang Xian was thinking, he felt the void around him squirm, and a Wind Hound emerged.
It was Vivian's messenger!
"Not here."
He sent a look over, and the Wind Hound quickly understood what he meant and sent the letter to the room.
…
After dinner, Fang Xian, who was a bit of a loner in the eyes of the sailors and other guests, went straight back to the single cabin.
There was indeed a letter left on the floor.
Fang Xian opened it slowly and quickly browsed through it. "A diary related to the Scaled Men, the Elder of the Deep Sea, and that existence … Interesting!"
Without hesitation, he immediately decided to get involved.
To a certain extent, the Ruler of the Deep Sea, the ruler of the ocean, who knew about the sealed land, was his first target!
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