"This nightmare creature can't be some kind of remnant of the Cthulhu god system, right?" Feng Xue stroked the Book of Nightmares in his hand, and couldn't help but guess that in his impression, the only civilization that would reduce its SAN value with the acquisition of knowledge was Yog Sotos. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"In that case, the Nightmare Creature can't be the clan of President You's incarnation of Tavir Yat Umr, right?" Feng Xue suddenly thought of the name, among the Old Dominators, Tavir Yat Umr was the incarnation of Yog Sothoth, and his appearance looked like a humanoid silhouette, only with a veil that seemed to glow on his face.

If someone lifts the veil, they will see through this silhouette the reality and madness of the vast universe.

In this description, Tavel Yat Umr is a strong match for the nightmare creatures, and Tavel Yat Umr is a rare representation of the benevolence and gentleness of the old rulers.

This speculation made Feng Xue even more curious about this book of nightmares, he was not worried that he would be developed into a downline or something by Mr. You, although Mr. You was the best boss among the Three Pillars of Cthulhu, he was generous, benevolent (relatively speaking), and wise, but among the eight prohibitions of the traverser, it was explicitly forbidden for the traverser to believe in foreign gods.

Since this world can be used as a preliminaries, then the Central Traverser Academy must have the means to avoid students being corrupted on a large scale, you know, those who can enter this preliminaries are all geniuses out of a million, if something really happens, it will definitely be an unbearable burden for the Oriental Terran.

So, this book is certainly not a missionary tool, but more like what Yog Sothos loved best—spreading knowledge.

Yes, the evil god leader's favorite thing to do is to spread knowledge, but because his knowledge is too deep and dark, and especially because he can't grasp (or is too lazy to grasp) the limits of what humans can bear, there are always many unlucky ghosts who have lost their heads or fallen into madness after gaining too much knowledge.

In Feng Xue's opinion, this Book of Nightmares is obviously closer to the Book of Death, with everything inside, from the origin of the world to the biographies of gods and even various magics, but the Book of Nightmares records things from the Cthulhu gods, while the Book of Nightmares describes the entire starvation world.

This made Feng Xue extremely curious about the content behind the book, however, even if his SAN value returned to the full value, the vigilance in his heart still did not disappear, in other words, Feng Xue still did not have the conditions to read the second page.

"Forget it, it's enough!" Feng Xue muttered as if comforting himself, gesturing strange gestures in his hand, in his body, a huge amount of life energy began to flow along the magic circuit of the imaginary attribute, accompanied by a stinging sensation like a drip containing potassium entering the blood vessels, wisps of real and illusory, and the strange magic between the tangible and the invisible began to be refined.

“￥%& amp; amp;#& amp; amp;......" Feng Xue recited an indescribable incantation in her mouth, the language was so jerky and difficult to understand, but it was mixed with endless malice, so that just hearing this language would make her SAN value plummet.

With Feng Xue's chanting, a shadow door large enough for a car to pass through unfolded in front of Feng Xue, the result of his reading of the first page of the Book of Shadows, and the only way to leave the cave.

"No matter how you say it, it can be regarded as robbing you of your chance, although this place is dark, but at least there is no danger, you can stay here until the end of the preliminaries!" Feng Xue didn't care if the unconscious Qiu Huarui could hear his words, and after leaving some jerky in place, he turned around and stepped into the door of shadows.

Of course, if Qiu Huarui is awake, I'm afraid he will only say one sentence - "You don't have a mouthful of water for the!"

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Walking out of the Shadow Gate, Feng Xue returned to his camp again, the Shadow Gate was not a special magic to break away from the cave, but a skill equivalent to teleportation, which could open a passage between the place where he left his breath and the place where he was.

That's right, it's not a door, it's a passage! It's the equivalent of a wormhole unique to Don't Starve, and a short shadow passage allows the caster to quickly travel between the two places.

For example, there is a distance of about ten kilometers from the sinkhole in the cave to Feng Xue's camp, and Feng Xue took about twenty seconds to create such a shadow passage that spans two places and shortens the distance to within five meters, as well as an imaginary mana equivalent to one-twentieth of his total mana reserves.

This is already an incredible number, you must know that Feng Xue has hundreds of magic circuits of top precision! His magic power is at least ten times more than Rin's! In this way, the magic power that Feng Xue spent to open this portal is probably enough for Red A or the Great Emperor to open the inherent enchantment more than a dozen times!

Fortunately, Feng Xue mastered the technique of converting calories into life energy of the Qiu Dao clan, and he had the ability to store a large amount of calories, so he was able to use this kind of large-consumption magic as a regular skill.

In fact, the most suitable for Feng Xue is these simple and crude large-consumption magic, after all, as a novice who has just started to get in touch with magic, it is still too reluctant to let him play those fine magic tricks (the current protagonist is similar to Naruto in terms of magic, the amount is unparalleled, but the poor control is also unparalleled).

However, the moment Feng Xue walked out of the Shadow Gate, his good mood was exhausted all at once!

Because, he found that his camp seemed to be destroyed!

No, it can't be said to be destruction, but he said that the stored food and water sources are gone, even the wooden pots and pans are gone, and it is clear that someone has passed through here.

Not only that, the thief didn't seem to know what it meant to stop in moderation, even if Feng Xue left the food in the cellar, he could eat it for three days even if he was a big stomach king in the state of opening the food righteousness, but there was no residual food on the spot, but flammable items such as tents and straw mats had turned into a pile of ashes, and there seemed to be a lot of grease in the ashes.

Presumably, the thief found that he could not take all the food with him, so he took everything he could with him, and burned all the food that could not be taken with him, along with tents, straw mats, pots and pans, and other facilities.

"Interesting!" Feng Xue looked at the messy camp, a smile appeared on his face, this is the first time Feng Xue has been angry since he came to this world, that's right, he has been reincarnated in the world of Babel for sixteen years, plus four years through the world (the memory of the digital world has been interfered with, only counted as one year in the real world), he has never been so angry!

As a person who has cultivated the righteousness of food, I will never tolerate those who waste food!

"#%......%¥" A string of incomprehensible but containing deep malice spells was recited by Feng Xue, endless darkness and shadows began to condense in front of Feng Xue, and after a while, a monster that seemed to be completely constructed of shadows appeared in front of Feng Xue, this monster was so ugly that it was completely impossible to describe and describe in any words, if you insisted on adding a title to this monster, "zombie hound full of tentacles" should be the most suitable.