"This is the core altar of our Dark Council, which houses the gods of darkness and stores the wisdom of darkness, and the research materials you want about mutants are here!" said Lathorne, standing in the altar hall.

"Then hurry up and let me see it!" Jiang Xiaobai said.

"Okay!"

Lathorne's eyes narrowed, and he summoned a staff in his hand, and his expression was serious, which would have looked like the Speaker of the Dark Council.

He held his staff in the air a little, and secretly recited a few jerky and incomprehensible spells.

"Boom!"

The ground of the Dark Altar rumbled and shook, and Jiang Xiaobai felt that the space around his body began to fluctuate.

Immediately after, rows of bronze bookshelves appeared out of thin air in the main hall.

"Here's all the research on mutants, you have two hours, you can't copy, you can't take it away, the dark gods are watching here, don't try to use some small tricks to break the rules, or I won't be able to help you!" Lathorne said.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the entire row of five-meter-high, twenty-meter-long bookshelves, which were full of ancient books, and immediately understood Lathorne's intentions.

The reason why he promised himself so readily was because he believed that in two hours, he would not be able to finish reading these books.

"But I'm going to disappoint you!"

For an ordinary person, this row of bookshelf, let alone memorized it, even if you read them all, it will take at least several years of effort, and Jiang Xiaobai only has two hours.

But Lathorne would never have thought that Jiang Xiaobai, who had cultivated the Ancient Chaos Decision, would never forget it at a glance, and the endorsement would be a piece of cake for him, after all, he was a man with a cheat!

"The next two hours will be handed over to you, and after two hours, you will be sent straight out, and I will wait for you outside!"

As Lathorne finished speaking, the wand drew a circle in the void and slipped into it.

"Okay, let's go!"

Jiang Xiaobai started from the bookshelf on the far left, took out a book with a thickness of more than ten centimeters, and began to look through it.

He flipped through it very quickly, and ten lines at a glance were all weak, but in fact it was at least twenty lines at a glance, and a page about the size of a twenty-four open paper was swept at a glance, almost ten pages at a glance!

Ten seconds later, he finished reading a copy of "Detailed Explanation of Thunder Mutants".

Next, there is "Analysis and Introduction to the Ability of Light Mutants", "On the Thousand and Sixty Changes of Unstable Factors in Mutant Genes......

One book after another, every time Jiang Xiaobai finishes flipping through a book, he will throw it away.

And this bronze bookshelf is as if some kind of magic has been applied, and the books that Jiang Xiaobai casually dropped will always appear in the next moment where it was originally placed, and there is no need to tidy it up by yourself.

"If this kind of black technology is put outside, those librarians will probably lose their jobs!" Jiang Xiaobai flipped through the book and still had time to think nonsense in his mind.

Ten minutes have passed, Jiang Xiaobai has read nearly five hundred books, but compared to the books on the shelves, it is still not worth mentioning.

"No, I'm going to speed up!"

Jiang Xiaobai spread out hundreds of books and placed them in front of him, and then blew lightly, and in an instant, the pages of the book were windless and automatic, and the content recorded in them was projected in Jiang Xiaobai's mind like a slide.

Whoa!

The entire dark shrine was filled with the sound of books flipping through the pages.

Half an hour, an hour, an hour and a half......

Jiang Xiaobai was like an old monk who had settled down, opening a book one by one, and then being finished a few seconds later and flying back to the bookshelf.

Finally, the last book was finished in an hour and forty minutes.

"Whew!"

Jiang Xiaobai took a long breath, and completely mobilized his mental power to endorse like just now, almost overloaded, causing his brain, which was comparable to the computing power of a supercomputer, to be a little tired.

However, this feeling of fatigue was only for a moment, and after a week of primeval chaos in the body, all fatigue dissipated.

After Jiang Xiaobai memorized all the books, his mind was running wildly, digesting the knowledge in the books, and at the same time, he separated a wisp of divine consciousness and came to visit this dark altar.

After a little probing, you can feel that there are no less than ten super magic circles arranged in this dark altar, which have the power to wipe out monks below the Yuan Infant Stage in an instant, and there are several very vague but powerful fluctuations.

As soon as Jiang Xiaobai's divine sense touched it, it was as if he had seen a world of blood and killing.

"Those are the dark gods that Lathorne said!"

However, Jiang Xiaobai could feel that the fluctuations left by these dark gods were very similar to the magic power of those demons he came into contact with, and this dark god was very likely to be the demon god of the demon world.

A demon god, if he wants to transmit magic power to the earth of the human plane, the price he needs to pay is absolutely huge, and he definitely needs some kind of medium as a bridge to carry magic power, Jiang Xiaobai followed these obscure fluctuations and wanted to find these bridges for transmitting magic power.

The closer he got to the source of these magical powers, the more the negative emotions of arrogance, jealousy, anger, laziness, greed, lust, and gluttony became more and more intense, almost affecting Jiang Xiaobai's mind, wanting to assimilate him into a demon.

"Get out of here!"

In Jiang Xiaobai's sea of knowledge, the god of water and fire was roaring in the sky, and there was a Kunpeng that covered the sky and the sun, and the three wills instantly smashed those negative factors.

Just as Jiang Xiaobai was about to touch these declining origins, suddenly, the world was spinning, and Jiang Xiaobai felt that the space around him had appeared at the door of the dark altar.

"Was it sent out?" Jiang Xiaobai secretly said that it was a pity, it was only a little bit away.

But this time it can be regarded as a gain, knowing that the dark altar is linked to the demons.

Jiang Xiaobai's idea is very simple, no matter what secrets of the demon clan are hidden in it, he just needs to do the opposite, it's right!

But now is not the time, after all, this is the territory of the Dark Council, and it is difficult for him to clean up the Rathorne in front of him, let alone the thousands of members of the Dark Council here, as well as the other twelve unfathomable Dark Council Speakers, as well as the worship of the elder members.

"Stabilize your development first, and then push the crystal when you pretend to be a god!" Jiang Xiaobai set a strategic means for himself in his heart.

"Ginger, you're out, how are you, how much have you written down?" said Lathorne with a smile.

"Of course, I wrote it all down. Jiang Xiaobai shrugged.

The corners of Lathorne's mouth twitched, and he smiled hypocritically: "That's really congratulations!"

He said congratulations, but the disdain at the corner of his mouth proved that he didn't believe it on time, thinking that Jiang Xiaobai was bragging.

(End of chapter)