Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Book Has Its Own House of Gold

On top of the glittering pagoda, one after another talismans flew out of the air.

In every rune, there is the breath of death.

Dozens of runes fluttered, targeting the only human in the audience.

Chen Mo!

His pupils fluttered.

Gripping the handle of the Tianxuan Knife with one hand, he instantly drew the knife out of the sheath.

Boom!

The Heavenly Xuan Knife collided with the first golden rune, sending out a scene of gold and iron intersecting in the air.

Rumble!

The runes shattered, turning into golden light and disappearing into the void.

A shackle quietly appeared on Chen Mo's left ankle, appeared for a moment and then disappeared.

The shackles take the form of a ring.

Qiang Qiang ......

Chen Mo kept swinging his sword, shattering dozens of golden runes.

He only felt that every time he shattered a rune, his body became heavier.

There were thirty-six shackles in all, manifesting in various parts of his body.

Each shackle seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and when it appeared, his whole body sank, and he almost fell to the ground with his head uncontrollable.

Chen Mo found that his body was full of golden rings.

The text on the bronze lamp has been updated.

[You think this is the power of the entry, but it's not.] This is just one of the formations that distort the outside of the space, and it can be regarded as the key to enter the pagoda. You can choose to sacrifice these shackles that bind you to enter the pagoda. 】

Chen Mo was slightly stunned, has the bronze ancient lamp been upgraded?

Can all be sacrificed?

"Sacrifice!"

The golden light flashed, and the thirty-six shackles disappeared in an instant.

Chen Mo's body suddenly relaxed.

The text on the bronze lamp has been updated.

[You get a total of thirty-six chances to light the wick, do you want to use it immediately?] 】

"Storage."

Thirty-six chances to light the wick, apparently unable to ignite the wick.

He decided to seal it for the time being.

If the pagoda in front of you is the Thousand Illusions Book City.

According to the hint of the bronze ancient lamp, he was going to enter it anyway.

So he carried his knife and approached the pagoda step by step.

On the first floor of the pagoda, there is a doorway that glows with golden light, which should be the entrance to it.

"Bastard! How dare you provoke the sacred realm! "In the ancient city, there are many polluted bodies outside the pagoda.

When they felt Chen Mo's different aura, their hearts burned with anger.

A human would dare to go wild in a distorted space!

In the perception of these pollutants, humans are lower organisms.

Even if they were human before.

"What is Master Li doing? How could he indulge a human being to such an extent! Beside Li Xiangqian, a teenager carrying a sofa thought secretly.

Chen Mo ignored the resentful gazes around him, and walked into the doorway of the pagoda by himself.

In this process, the power of polluting entries did not explode.

Inside the pagoda, that is, the epic warped space, there is a golden house in the book.

When Chen Mo entered it, he found that in the first layer of space, there was only a heavy book that was quietly suspended.

The cover of the book is made of dark red leather.

On top of the bronze ancient lamp, blood-colored words emerged.

[You can't imagine that this book contains the minds of more than 100,000 human beings, all of whom are innocent melon-eating people, the aborigines of Binhai City. When the source of pollution covers the city, their lives are ended, leaving behind countless negative emotions and wills. 】

Chen Mo worked hard to extract the key words in the text.

100,000 humans.

Marina City.

Pollution source coverage.

Negative emotions.

It looks like an unwarranted disaster.

Chen Mo slowly stretched out his hand holding the scabbard, and the moment he touched the book, his soul was immediately withdrawn from his body and entered the book.

He was in a state of soul, feeling the many fluctuations in the books.

"I am Xu Tianming, and I am from Linwu Street, Tianhua District, Binhai City. I'm a doctor, and I've saved a lot of people in my life.

On the day of the disaster, I saw a cloud of red smoke falling from the sky, enveloping the entire city.

Some of those unfortunate enough to be contaminated with red smoke disappeared, some turned into ashes, and some became monsters. I've never seen such a tragic situation in my life.

I think it's the end of the world. ”

This is one of the human wills, which is written in this book.

Strangely, the form of this will took on the form of a gray mist.

When Chen Mo finished reading the words he left behind, this mist drifted directly into his soul.

When the mist entered his soul, the text that belonged to the mist slowly disappeared.

Although it is in the form of a soul, the bronze ancient lamp in his mind still exists.

The bronze lamp was probably a part of his body, and it would not have been withdrawn from his body.

At this time, blood-colored text appeared on the surface of the lamp body.

[There is a golden house in the book, depending on how you choose. It could be a great opportunity or a catastrophic blow for you. 】

Chen Mo pondered for a moment and looked at another text.

"My name is Lin Jiajia, and I made an appointment to go shopping with my girlfriend today. Who knew that red smoke suddenly came out of the ground, and it didn't take long for my girlfriend to become a human being entangled in the smoke! But she didn't die!

She wandered around and killed a lot of people. I ran as hard as I could, only to be eaten by a blood-red monster on the street. ”

In this paragraph, there is a very important message.

Chen Mo's brows furrowed.

Because he had always believed that the source of pollution was a distorted space, an alternate world that was different from his original world.

But now it seems.

Apparently not.

Because of this, Lin Jiajia was not involved in the distorted space when the pollution came.

She was killed in the city of Marina.

"The outside world still exists." This is an important message.

At least for Chen Mo.

He added some courage to live.

As long as the world on which we live exists, the struggle will not lose its meaning.

A cloud of mist entered Chen Mo's soul, and this text also disappeared.

There are so many words in the world of the book.

He reads constantly, and then absorbs the mist.

His soul aura began to grow stronger.

At the same time, it has become a mixture.

After reading a thousand paragraphs, Chen Mo did not feel uncomfortable.

After reading the three thousand paragraphs, he felt a little dizzy in his head.

After reading 5,000 paragraphs, a desire for knowledge was born in the depths of his soul.

After reading 8,000 paragraphs, this thirst for knowledge gradually degenerated.

He became obsessed with snooping on other people's experiences.

After reading 10,000 paragraphs, he had lost his mind, and an evil aura gradually appeared on the surface of his soul.

After reading fifteen thousand paragraphs.

Rumble!

Black smoke rose from the surface of Chen Mo's soul.

When he had read 20,000 passages, his soul felt like a bottomless pit, eager for new information.

Greed was born in his soul.

The soul, which was originally quite clear, is gradually becoming cloudy.

Chen Mo has not yet realized all this.

He's still reading.

He was like crazy, trying to read all the words in the book.