Chapter 35: The Pitch Black Ring Hole

In the middle of the cave, a warm bonfire illuminates the entire dimly lit cave. Charlotte carefully sealed the entrance so that no light could let it out, and then walked to the inner part of the cave.

With a thud, the simple bucket full of water poured onto the cloak on the branches, the internal organs and pieces of meat were finally cleaned, the bright red blood stained on the cloak was also diluted by the water, and the fishy smell was also dried by Charlotte using special herbs, and the fishy smell was dispelled a lot.

However, the whole cloak still looked quite blood-red, only a lot dimmer compared to before.

This is already the twenty-first bucket of water.

Xia Luo sighed, now that it is night again, I am afraid that there will be a danger of being discovered if I go outside to get water, and I don't know what kind of lord monster will be in this strange forest.

After Charlotte's own careful consideration, she had to give up going out at night and rest in place for the night.

The bonfire was crackling with dry branches, and the fire quickly dried the dark red cloak, and he took the cloak and sat down beside it.

"It's cold..."Charlotte sniffed the cloak that still smelled fishy, and a nauseous feeling of nausea came to mind, but Charlotte had to put the cloak on her body on this cold night. Although the smell has been dispelled, the smell of blood is still hidden in this cloak and cannot be cleaned.

The season has begun to fall into autumn, and the cold nights are beginning to fall, so I think tomorrow's monsters and beasts that can be used as food will hide their whereabouts in order to enter the winter. Charlotte looked at the bag beside her, the food was no longer able to support for a few days, and if she didn't find a way to replenish the food, she would probably starve to death in the wild.

Besides, the cloud-piercing arrow that had been used... I don't know when the people of Longdu Mansion will catch up with me.

"It's terrible. "What exactly is going to do with herself, Charlotte doesn't know what to do.

Looking at the constantly burning bonfire, Charlotte seems to have returned to the days when she survived in the wilderness with the Four Fools ten years ago.

I really miss them a little bit, and I don't know how they're doing.

Did Confucius guide and teach them well?

There was a crack, crisp and loud, in order to cheer himself up, Charlotte slapped his face hard with both hands, and the slight pain made him sober up a lot.

This pain is also proof of his own life.

"It's useless to wait for Bai now, so let's sort out the information. Charlotte made up her mind and posed for thought.

It had been a few days since that battle with the Assassins, and in the intervening days Charlotte's injuries had recovered at such a rate that even she was startled. Originally, a few ribs were cut off, the lungs were directly penetrated, and many parts of the body were cut, but now these injuries have all recovered, and even the two shocking scars on the calves have begun to scar.

This once made Charlotte begin to doubt her own life, did she travel to other gods novels and stories, and her body had a genetic mutation?

But when I pulled out the bandage, the pain from the meridians still existed, and I shouldn't have crossed it again.

(What the hell happened then?)

Charlotte struggled to remember the situation, and the lead assassin raised his long knife in the air, his head pressed to the ground and stared at the dark book, before his mind began to heat up and his mind went blank.

After that, Charlotte couldn't remember it herself, just like a headache after a drunken night, and the more she tried to think about it, the more her head tore and hurt.

(The book...)

Charlotte's mind moved, and a trace of black smoke that was hard to erase floated out through the bandage on his chest and landed on the palm of his hand.

The pitch-black book appeared quietly in his hand.

What the hell is going on? As long as your mind moves, this book will appear in your hand like it is now.

What is this?soul binding?character-specific props?or anti-theft binding?

Charlotte sighed, feeling more and more fantastical. although

However, it is no longer possible to describe it scientifically when it comes to crossing over here, but how did such a big book bind to itself?

"Forget it, think about the rest..."

'Show your humanity. ’

The sentence written in Chinese characters flashed through Charlotte's mind, and his pupils contracted.

Could it be because of that line of sentences?

He quickly turned the first page, and the book in front of him shocked him even more.

"That line... Gone?" Charlotte muttered, only to see that the first page was blank except for the words 'Human nature is dark'.

The line of writing is gone.

Charlotte stretched out her left hand to the side of the page, trying to turn the next page, but her hand began to tremble unconsciously, and her heart beat more and more violently, and she grabbed the corner of the page with nervousness and turned the next page.

'Anger'

On the second page, which was originally blank, two huge characters written in Chinese characters appeared at some point.

In an instant, the intermittent fragments were strung together, and Charlotte recalled them all.

Thinking of the emotion of wanting to tear everything apart, and the pain of the long knife in his right hand slashing through the other person's neck, the bright red and foul-smelling blood gushed out like a spring and poured onto the cloak. I remembered that the broken straight sword in my left hand pierced through the opponent's arm intended to defend, and when it was forcibly inserted into the opponent's heart, I still felt the beating of the opponent's heart from the hilt.

In the end, he remembered snatching the 'Immortal Golden Pill' and swallowing it into his stomach along with the internal organs, meat and dirt, and then sending the broken straight sword into the opponent's head, and the brain splattered on his body.

He harvested more than a dozen lives in total, and the hellish scene appeared in front of his eyes again.

Charlotte shook suddenly, immediately came back to her senses, and gasped vigorously, the cold sweat on her body continued to break out, soaking the bandages that had just been cleaned.

He vigorously ripped open the bandage on his chest, only to see that the burnt 'Ring of the Five Elements' on his chest had somehow turned into a pitch-black annular hole, and the black liquid was gushing out continuously, and the golden-red flames surrounded the ring, making a faint sizzling sound, burning these black liquids.

Just staring at these black liquids, darkness, pitch blackness, dead silence, emptiness, loneliness, pain, and other emotions that cannot be described in words are combined and gradually emerge in my heart.

Really.

The pitch-black circular hole in his chest seemed to prove that everything that had happened before was true, and that it was not his nightmare.

It's all about this pitch-black book.

Charlotte took a deep breath, tried her best to suppress her uncalming mood, and looked at the dark book.

You have to figure out what's going on.