Holding Aning in his arms, he walked in the fog of silence.

The figure of the old ruler shuttles with difficulty.

So much so that He is constantly changing his form.

He understood that the fog itself was a powerful and terrible god!

It's just that this outer god has completely turned himself into a mist in order to serve his Lord.

An eternal fog of service to His King.

Walking in it, on the surface, the wind and waves are calm, but in fact it is full of dangers.

If you are not careful, you will have no bones!

for he is the nameless mist.

The unknown incarnation of the universe and the world.

Those secrets that no one understands and no one understands, are in his hands.

Its status is far above the Three Pillars God.

So much so that legend has it that the Silver Key was separated from His divine body.

Fortunately, He had the permission of the Great Supreme.

Therefore, the nameless fog did not embarrass Him.

It's just that it becomes difficult for Him to navigate this fog.

It's a warning, it's a reminder.

The owner's dream is not to be blasphemed!

At this moment, Zhou Ke was extremely glad that he had brought A-Ning.

If it weren't for her, I'm afraid, it wouldn't have been just a warning.

He kept moving forward, toward the exit.

In His arms, Aning's singing voice was full of milk.

"It's snowing, it's snowing...... A group of painters came in the snow......"

…………………………

Accardo frowned and looked at the street in front of him.

Secluded and terrible!

And......

He didn't feel any psychic fluctuations.

It's as if this is a forbidden area for psionic energy.

He looked up at the sky above the alley.

The vast galaxy is bright and dazzling.

The stars are shining and spectacular!

Here, if you look up, you can see the galaxy that can only be seen on an uninhabited plateau.

If you look closely, you will know that almost all the stars surround the bookstore as if they were guarding the monarch.

And once you get out of this alley, everything will be different.

"There's definitely a problem here......" Accardo said.

All the lights in the whole street were extinguished.

He showed no signs of human activity.

Not even rats, flies, cockroaches.

"Some kind of space mystery?" He thought.

As He was thinking, a song came from behind him.

"Under the big tree in front of the door, a flock of ducks ...... swim"

A young man, holding a little girl, seemed to have come out of nowhere.

The street lights shone on them.

Accardo swallowed hard.

Because He found himself trembling!

It's like trembling in the face of a natural predator.

That man......

He is not human!

As if he didn't see Accardo, he carried the little girl all the way forward, crossed the road, and disappeared into the distance.

Looking at His back, Accardo understood.

He looked at the alley in front of him, and big drops of sweat were dripping down his forehead.

"Here is ......" Countless legends and myths came to mind.

"A terrible being who has cut the world ...... with great power"

"Cut the world into multiple different dimensions without harming half of the world......"

It's a bit similar to the game that Ingulat played.

Fold a piece of paper and fold it into various styles for the player.

At this time, if an ant walks into the folded place.

The ant will think that the folded paper is the whole world.

There will be no sense of disobedience at all!

Because there's dimension involved!

and their respective comprehension skills!

Ants can't understand humans, and humans can't understand gods.

The gods also have things they can't understand.

And He is now in a place that he cannot understand.

With this in mind, Accardo turned and left, leaving the place immediately.

Because He knows that when He realizes the problem, that's when the danger begins.

Sure enough, He had just walked out of the alley with his front feet.

In the space behind him, there was a sound of shattering.

He looked back and saw fragments that shattered like mirrors, flying all over the sky.

Countless things, dissolving like candles.

In an instant, everything was back to normal.

The streets and alleys ahead have returned to calm.

It's a quiet, peaceful world again.

However, Accardo is creepy.

He took a deep breath!

Because He knew, things were worse than He had guessed!

It's not folded here at all.

This is a place where it is patched.

Someone with great power pasted an illusion on reality.

It is equivalent to the PS function that many mobile phones have nowadays.

It's just that one is on software and the other is in the real world.

And the illusion is seamless!

If He hadn't just seen that terrible being suddenly appear, He wouldn't have been conscious!

It's scary!

Such a great power!

Such abilities!

This in itself is a deterrent! A show of power!

It's to tell everyone nakedly that if I can do this, I can do that.

For example, swapping a lot of the world with another world.

For example, stick the eye of the storm on Jupiter to Earth......

Guess what's going to happen?

The earth disintegrates in a second!

So, Accardo finally became frightened.

He didn't know if he should stay here anymore.

Reason told Him that staying away was the only right option.

It's simple!

For such a terrifying existence, no contact is the best decision.

But his intuition allowed him to stay.

Because there is a problem that is always hovering in His heart.

The question is – why is this country, this country of the East, not on alert?

Logically speaking, according to tradition, such a terrible existence, as soon as it is discovered, the country will immediately organize the evacuation of personnel.

But they didn't!

Instead, it was business as usual, and even approved his and Ingurat's application to study abroad.

In other words......

"He is communicative......"

There can only be this explanation!

But new problems have arisen.

That's the terrifying being who can play with space and applaud, what is his attitude?

What is His view of humanity and the world?

What's more......

What did the black guards of this country gain through contact with Him?

Accardo's mind was running rapidly.

A piece of information that had been ignored in the past has resurfaced at this moment.

"Sitting here is the black-clothed guard's 'iron-masked judge' Situ He......"

"There is intelligence claiming that this general is secretly cultivating new spells, and he has made a breakthrough!"

"The black-clothed Governor of the Guard, retreat in the imperial capital......

"Zhang Hui, the minister of palace affairs under the leadership of the black-clothed guard, is said to have recovered his health and greatly increased his strength!"

And, of course, the most important ones.

His curse in the Northern Zhou Kingdom was inexplicably destroyed by someone from the nightmare world.

Evie's daughter, Maradon, the plague princess, fell as a result.

His plans for nearly a decade there were lost!

Thinking of this, Accardo gritted his teeth.

He remembered the way that terrible being had suddenly appeared.

"Beneath the illusion, there is a real ......"

"But how do I get into this reality?"

He was thinking about it.

In front of him, it suddenly became hazy.

He looked up and found himself surrounded by an endless mist.

Accardo panicked.

Because He found that his spiritual energy was locked up by something.

Here He became a mortal.

All the abilities of the Blood River Lord are gone.

It made Him panic.

"What the hell is this place?" Accardo asked.

No one answered Him.

Even the sound of breathing is clear in the silence of the fog!

In the dark, Accardo knew that he could not stay in this place for long, and that if he stayed where he was, something unexpected would happen.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and step forward.

Head into the depths of the mist.

After walking in the fog for I don't know how long, at last, Accardo saw the light source.

He immediately walked over, and within a few steps He was in front of the light source.

Under this light source, much of the fog was dispelled.

On the glass door in front of the door, a notice written on white paper clearly catches your eye: our store has a large number of college entrance examination and national examination exercise books for sale, seven folds!

Just, look at this notice.

Accardo only felt a moment of dizziness.

In my ears, there seemed to be countless terrible voices whispering.

These voices, in some unknown language, convey extremely terrifying content.

Accardo didn't dare to think about it.

Because, even just by listening, He felt that his flesh and soul trembled.

That's not what he's supposed to hear.

On the other hand, he could understand a little.

"Humble Worm ......"

"Stupid Ant ......"

Most of them all have similar meanings.

And the notice itself is twisted in this whisper.

The characters began to spin, wriggle, and decompose.

The vast river of blood is beginning to boil!

Blood is evaporating!

Accardo immediately lowered his head, for he found that just looking at the notice itself was consuming his blood.

And it's extremely fast at a cost!

And the blood is His life!

"Do you want to go in?" Accardo hesitated.

Just looking at a sign at the door, it's so terrifying.

How dangerous should it be to really walk in?

But......

Accardo looked at the fog around him.

He knew he had no choice.

If you don't go in, you die!

In desperation, he could only bite the bullet and step forward.

As He walked through the door, the glass door began to twist in front of him.

A viscous liquid, like an ocean, flowed through the glass door.

Countless monsters, struggling in it.

They roared in terrible language, and they roared at Accardo.

"Mole ants!"

"Worm!"

"This is not the place you should be!"

"What a blasphemy?!"

"Get out! Get out! ”

Accardo's body began to tremble.

Because He sensed it, each of those monsters was enough to torture Him ten thousand times!

But......

They were confined to the viscous liquid inside the glass door.

They are merely slaves guarding this door.

…………………………

Ling Ping'an turned off the computer, then took out the cat food and poured it into the plate.

When I was about to hold my pet and put it on the towel at the door. He saw what appeared to be a figure in the doorway.

He was looking inside the store, as if he was hesitant to come in?

Immediately the peace of the spirit rejoiced.

Can you actually do a second business tonight?

That's great!

He opened the door and looked at the man standing in the doorway.

A Gentile!

He was wearing a student uniform, with a childish face, a bit like Ling Ping'an's former classmate, the international student from Fran.

What does the name of the Federation seem to be called?

Ling Ping'an doesn't remember much.

But......

As we all know, every foreign student is rich!

After all, tuition fees in the Federal Empire are very expensive.

In general, the students who can study in the Federal Empire are probably the wealthy class of their respective countries.

Of course, it's not without civilians to pull!

If the results are good enough, the Federal Empire is even willing to post it upside down!

For example, the Empire's most famous 'meritocracy program' is specifically for these people.

You can get up to hundreds of thousands of subsidies and scholarships every year!

It is equivalent to not only free tuition, but also a salary equivalent to the middle class, and invite others to study!

After graduation, the application for permanent residence and naturalization will be given a green light all the way!

In other words, no matter what kind of international student you are, you are not bad for money.

Immediately, the attitude of peace of mind became enthusiastic.

"Guest, is there anything you can help with?"

For international students, the entire federal empire is welcoming and welcoming.

The reason is simple.

If you are self-financed, you are here to create an economy for the empire.

If it is an imperial public scholarship, it is even more incredible!

These are the scientists, educators and entrepreneurs of the future!

The fact that the Federal Empire was as strong as it is today is inseparable from the vigorous absorption and acceptance of foreign talents.

Gentile scientists who worship the Temple of Literature and even the High Temple have emerged in an endless stream since ancient times.

The most famous are Newton from Burtagnya and Bardes from France.

The former is a giant of physics, the latter is a giant of biology!

In addition, it is not uncommon for Gentiles to serve as high-ranking officials in the Federal Empire since ancient times.

The father of the current Quang Nam District Speaker is a naturalized foreigner, and he once served as the mayor of the imperial capital during his lifetime!

As for the entrepreneur there is more.

The COOs and technical officers of many large companies are gentiles!

………………

Accardo looked at the presence in front of him.

A mist haunted his head, and under two thin lenses, two points of fire, swayed gently.

He seemed surprised.

This made Accardo a little uneasy.

So, he hurriedly lowered his head and said, "I heard that you have exercise books for the college entrance examination and the national examination for sale here......

"So I came to ...... door"

"Hope it didn't bother you!"

"No interruption, no interruption!" Ling Ping'an immediately smiled and said, "Guest, please come in and talk!" ”

Under Accardo's gaze, this terrifying being opened the door.

He seemed to be inviting Accardo warmly.

Accardo thought for a moment and walked in.

Meow!

As soon as he entered, a soft cat meow rang in Accardo's ears.

He turned his head to see the figure of the cat goddess.

The brilliance of the pyramid shrouded Him.

The power and power of this great cat goddess have returned.

In other words......

He is now completely free!

Even the governor of the black-clothed guard may not be able to help this cat goddess.

But He was lying in a corner of the counter like a real pet cat.

Accardo swallowed, his eyes following the afterglow of the pyramid on the Cat Goddess to see the posters on the walls!

Yuyu Qionglou, the fairy palace lingers.

A god and Buddha faintly appeared their Dharma bodies in the clouds.

Tuk Tuk ......

The wooden fish is slowly being tapped.

Ancient Sanskrit chanting, through time, has been transmitted back from ancient times.

It's just that the scriptures they recite have completely changed.

The smoke was billowing, and Qionglou Yuyu in the Immortal Palace began to distort.

Pitch-black shadows emerged from it.

All the posters instantly became illusory, turning into layers of mirrors like flowing water.

In the mirror, one terrible world after another is reflected.

Blood, death, war.

Everywhere.

But all this has already been scripted.

The great will has set all causes and effects.

All worlds must play out the same story again and again according to the established script.

Cause and effect, fate......

It's all distorted.

Beside him, a voice came: "Guest, do you also like immortals?" ”

Accardo turned his head and saw the mysterious being, the fire in his eyes suddenly brightened like the sun.

He swallowed and nodded cautiously, "yes......"

He didn't dare say no.

Accardo clearly felt that in this terrible bookstore, countless terrifying beings were deflecting their gaze.

Those eyes were staring at Him through time and space.

Vaguely, Accardo understood that here, you have to be extra careful when you speak.

If you say one wrong word, you will never recover!

I listened to the other party ask, "Guest, what kind of workbook would you like to buy?" ”

"I have a lot of different versions of the workbook here......"

The fire in His eyes rose.

His finger pointed forward.

Accardo looked over and saw an abyss of silence and depth, like a black hole in the starry sky of the universe.

At the edge of the abyss, a viscous liquid like asphalt, like an accretion disk at the edge of a black hole, slowly rotates and flows.

In the depths of the abyss, a pair of terrifying evil pupils slowly opened and closed their eyes.

Just by glancing, Accardo immediately lowered his head, not daring to look again.

For, he found that just by looking at it, he had the urge to go into that abyss and dedicate himself to the great immortal supreme.

It is as if that abyss is the place of abundance of water and grass, the place of truth and power.

Faintly, he could even feel the joy of the river of blood.

Joy to meet such a great Supreme.

What a joy to have access to such a divine being!

So much so that the River of Blood is willing to do whatever it takes.

As long as the other party has a look, Blood River is willing to execute it!

To die for Him, glorious and holy!

Fight for Him and die a well-deserved death!

To live for Him is all!

But at the same time, Accardo felt the obvious disdain and disdain coming from the abyss.

Something like a worm deserves to die for its master?

Ant-like mustard, where is it qualified to fight for the master?

Live? Hehe...... Inferior paramecium, you think too much!

You don't want to defile our glory.

You don't want to desecrate our honor!

Get lost!

Get lost!!

Get lost!!!!

For the first time in his life, Accardo felt extremely ashamed and inferior.

For He knew that the emotions of the abyss seemed to be right.

Here it is, in this scary and scary bookstore.

He, the so-called Lord of the Blood River, is not even as good as a worm, not even an ant!

It's just paramecium!

At most, it's a trilobite!

Primitive and crude, ridiculous and simple!

This made Accardo panic and uneasy.

It's like a wild man from a primitive world, suddenly coming to a modern metropolis!

It is also like a frog jumping out of a well, seeing the vast world.

With such emotion, Accardo looked at the bookstore owner in front of him.

Accardo felt His greatness and immortality!

That's true greatness!

It is also immortal in the true sense of the word!

The fire in his eyes was like a king, cold as looking at a stone.

At this moment, Accardo even wanted to kneel down at once, kiss and worship the floor at the feet of the Great Being.

Offer loyalty to Him.

But......

This is not allowed!

The terrifying power directly fixed his body.

Countless whispers echoed in my ears.

A lowly creature like an ant would have such a blasphemous and disrespectful idea!

Licentious!

Daring!

Shameless!

Are you worthy?

Let's pee and look in the mirror!

All kinds of emotions are transmitted in the air.

Thus, Accardo understood that even He was willing to be a cow and a horse for the being in front of him with all his heart.

and a willingness to obey Him forever.

But......

He doesn't deserve it!

Here, it is not possible to be a slave.

For slaves are glorious, holy, great.

It also requires a series of assessments and tests.

This made Accardo sigh in his heart: "What is the origin of this mysterious existence of the bookstore?" ”

You need to know that Accardo, the Lord of the Blood River, is a strong man in one country and one country.

It is because of Him that Butania has not been divided.

It is precisely because of Him that Butania can transcend the countries of Qin and Lu and play with the ancestral offshore balance.

Here, however, He doesn't even qualify as a slave.

It is even more disliked by all kinds.

There are even some emotions that dislike him for being ugly.

This left Accardo at a loss, he had never encountered anything like this.

"Guest......" Ling Ping'an looked at the guest who was a little dazed, and asked in a low voice, "What kind of workbook do you want?" ”

Accardo listened, coming back to his senses from his trance.

He looked at the other man, swallowed, and said, "Recommend something to me......"

He didn't dare to ask for anything anymore.

Because He was really afraid.

I am afraid that I will be torn apart directly by those terrible strong wills in a rage!

Accardo has a clear understanding of this.

Because, he had just clearly sensed that several unimaginably powerful beings had quietly poured power into the space near him.

This is an obvious warning!

Dare to blaspheme again, die! Bugger!

Ling Ping'an listened to the request of the guest in front of him, he was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Guest, then please sit down first......"

In his mind, this Gentile guest was testing his eyesight.

And bookstore owners who aspire to success will not easily admit defeat.

So, he held his head high and walked to the bookshelf!

Guess the riddle, he will!