In a long breath, Adams removed the scattered thoughts from his mind.

He needs to maintain a calm, clear state of mind, which is an essential prerequisite for successful meditation.

Closing his eyes, he felt the irregular settlement of magic in the air, and then sank the perception into his body little by little according to the method in the book.

Perception covered his entire body like a mist, and Adams clearly felt the wriggling of his muscles, the flow of blood, and the trace of qi that was nurtured in the acupuncture points around his body. Presumably, that is the foundation for fighters to deeply develop their physical potential and cultivate their fighting spirit.

Adams struggled to slowly restrain his perception, and as described in the Standard Meditation Method, he condensed his otherwise formless spiritual power into an entity, thus forming a star spirit that belonged to the caster.

So in his originally empty spiritual world, a small cold blue sphere formed, and clusters of tiny fibrous perceptions erupted from the sphere.

Following the prolongation of the filamentous perception, he felt the changes in the world around him.

Everything in the room was clearly floating in his mind, and the magic flowing in the air could be easily felt, which was completely different from the feeling that the five senses brought to him, more like the perspective of an omniscient and omnipotent God.

Five meters, the perceptual filament stagnated at five meters.

Just as he was thinking about how to go further, the filaments of divine thoughts that were as clear as crystals suddenly broke inch by inch, and an extremely familiar pain erupted from his mind again, and he was instantly released from his meditative state.

Before he could react, a strange suction force erupted invisibly in the space, and the next second, Adams' room became empty.

......

Adams opened his eyes and looked around at everything around him.

The familiar blood-colored earth, the familiar illusory mist, the familiar galloping river.

I'm back in God's forsaken land.

It was like a thousand pressures moving away from the body.

It's like re-flooding the parched land with rainwater.

This long-lost comfort made him almost scream.

The bones on the body were regrouping with a click, the blood-colored patterns under the skin reappeared, and the pale flames jumped happily around.

The sealed demon broke free from the shackles.

Wonderful power, moving and distorted art.

A tyrannical soul, a joyful and sad spirit.

A desire to destroy everything and slaughter everything rose from the bottom of his heart, and he stared at the creature in front of him who shared the favor of chaos with him.

He also wanted more of the beauty that came from Chaos.

The old demon was still lying on the edge of the boiling pool of blood, staring blankly at the mighty river of sulfur in the sky.

A fierce wind with boundless malice howled, and it didn't turn around, but just stretched out its scythe-like claws and swept across the attacker's body.

Bright red blood gushed from the attacker's body, and the old demon looked at the limp body lying on the ground, its gaze with a hint of pity in it, and swung Adams into the pool of blood with one claw.

After a long silence, the pool of blood finally moved again.

"This Nima hurts too much", Adams got up from under the pool of blood in frustration, and something black in his body melted into the pool of blood along the flowing blood.

He looked at the pond with some curiosity, "What kind of treasure is this, it can actually lead out the erosion of chaos." ”

The old demon held his precious black book in his hand, and replied without raising his head, "The water of the pool here leads from the clearest reaches of the river of brimstone. ”

Adams didn't understand how this had anything to do with the River of Brimstone, but he didn't intend to get to the bottom of it, so he lazily leaned his head against the edge of the pool of blood and soaked in the hot spring bath, the burning pain irritating his skin and internal organs, which was unexpectedly refreshing.

I'm not going to turn into a jitter, am I?

This new discovery made him shudder a little, and even the scorching heat from the pool of blood faintly subsided a little.

Counting the time, it's almost the night of the Blood Moon.

"I don't know your name yet?" The young man was a little bored, but there was nothing around him to relieve his fatigue, so he had to try to talk to the old demon without a match.

"Demons never reveal their real names to others, but you can call me Eldridge", the old demon still flipped through his black book, as if there was some rare treasure inside.

"Eldridge, do demons want to read too?"

"No, just like the dragons, the knowledge of the demons is engraved in the blood of the demons. ”

"Eldridge, why haven't I felt demonic knowledge?"

"Because you're just a scumbag," the old demon finally looked up, and it smiled inexplicably.

"I don't know why, it's as if your soul is obviously weak, but it can withstand the erosion of chaos. ”

It waved the book in its hand, "So I've been looking for answers." ”

Seeing Eldridge's disregard, Adams had to count the number of patches on the blood moon in boredom.

Time always passed quickly, the black substance in his body gradually stopped flowing, the whispers in his mind disappeared, and he grinned and watched with interest the rapid healing of the horrific wounds on his body.

"Eldridge, I think I'm fine. "Adams didn't want to be in the forsaken land for long, it was too heavy, every stone on the earth, every drop of water in the air, and the blood moon and the river of brimstone, everything here seemed to be crying incessantly.

Eldridge nodded, calculating the time, the blood moon projection in the Overworld was almost fading.

It extracted some pure magic essence from the supreme artifact in its hand, and with a wave of its hand, a spatial storm appeared from its hand, and then pulled out a spatial passage.

Adams looked at the crack in the familiar black hole and jumped into it.

The old demon looked at the background of the young man's disappearance in a daze, and sighed slightly, it actually deceived Adams from the beginning, this guy may never know that what he has been suffering is not the chaotic bloodline from the demon, but the real evil nature.

The blood-colored space fell silent, and the wind from the space storm swept the pages of the Black Book.

The old demon lowered his head and saw a certain line in the book.

"Except for the High God and the evil creatures from Chaos, no creature can resist the onslaught of evil spirits. ”

It shook its head and flipped to the next page.