In the Spirit Channel, which Mark can't hear, the big guys have long since started talking.

"Yo? After so many years, finally someone can't think of challenging the [Book of the Sea]? An old man with a triangular peaked hat said in a teasing way.

"Hank, do you want to? Make a bet? ”

"How to bet?"

"Bet he's going crazy when he sees the first few pages."

At this point, the channel immediately became lively.

"Five thousand, the preface is crazy."

"Three thousand points, see the catalog."

"A thousand points, see the third page."

The mysterious dean Margaret listened to it for a while, and none of the bets were made that Mark would be able to read at least three pages normally.

Her heart fell into a cold hell, and it was all cold to ice slag.

For some reason, she remembered the wonders of this beloved disciple. Not only did he miraculously penetrate the S-class inner world, but he also accepted the A-class demons. And he is extremely confident to advance to the Master of Mystery on his own!

The handsome and confident black eyes with infinite possibilities in their eyes occupied all the dean's mind.

When she heard an old acquaintance complaining that "the odds of this bet are too low, and no one makes any money", Dean Margaret's cold and resolute voice spread throughout the circuit.

"I'm betting 100,000 mystery points, betting that he will read at least five pages safely!"

Suddenly, the audience fell silent.

After a few seconds, someone teased: "Yo, Margaret, you just finished an S world, this is too many points, you can't sleep well, come to support us?" ”

"Huh! You say yes, yes. ”

"Good! Powerful! The bet was made. ”

Seeing that there was a big wrongdoer, all the big bulls suddenly became disrespectful to the old and began to raise.

"Hahaha! Margaret, how much do you think about it? ”

"Why don't you add another 100,000? Your odds are the highest. If you win, it's a winner. ”

"That's not good, leave some pocket money for Margaret!"

"Hahahaha!"

All sorts of cynicism fills the circuit.

In fact, Margaret regretted it the moment after the shouting.

Endless remorse, tormenting her heart.

It's a breath.

She is eager to prove that her students are the best mystics alive!

On the other hand, she was heartbroken.

More than 1,000 talents in their prime have challenged the [Book of the Hidden Sea].

They were all recognized rookies in the occult world back then, and in the end, they didn't end well.

If it weren't for the fact that there were three occultists who had greatly increased their strength after reading this book, and one of them had a terrifying record of single-handedly destroying a division of 10,000 extraordinary people. Presumably, the [Book of the Hidden Sea] will be recognized as an out-and-out evil book.

Among the victims was her dead son......

In his madness, he bit off his tongue, choked blood into his lungs, and suffocated to death.

For a moment, her son's image overlapped with Mark's.

This complicated feeling drove her and made her cry out in her heart: Mark! Fight for breath!

The bull's malicious gamble did not interfere with Mark.

A projection of an old man appeared in front of Mark's eyes.

The old man's long curly white hair hung down to his chest, and he wore a white robe with the collar of the robe slanted open, revealing the pattern of a golden book embroidered inside.

The old man's wrinkled face showed undisguised regret: "Hello, Mystery. May the God of Knowledge bless you and make your way through the ocean of knowledge. ”

"Praise knowledge!" After Mark replied solemnly, a hole opened in the floor in the middle of the chamber, and a large bracket slowly rose.

On the shelf is a tome with a deep blue cover.

At the same time, the hemispherical inner walls of the chamber finally revealed their true face—countless arcane runes emitted a mysterious glow, moving and intertwining into a complex and powerful magic circle.

Not based on the lights, but the pure holy light of the runes, illuminating the entire chamber.

Outside the secret room, the casters began to chant incantations, and the light shield on most of their heads slowly opened.

Almost as soon as the seal was broken, Mark distinctly heard a trickle of water.

Gradually, the sound of the water turned into a roar like a crashing wave.

In the roar of the violent waves, a feeling like water pressure forced him, and Mark suddenly felt that he was deep in the sea, and even breathing became a luxury.

The only thing that can save him is his own soul power.

A faint blue fire lit up around him, and this strange feeling made others look at him as if they were observing an undersea volcano boiling in the deep sea.

The mysterious powerhouses muttered one after another.

"This soul strength is a bit weak."

"No, it's not weak, he should have passed the minimum standard. It was probably his soul that had been burdened with a powerful extraordinary thing for a long time, which lowered the upper limit of his soul power. ”

The strong man was right.

It's just that it's not an A-level, it's two A's for Minnie and Byson.

At this point, Mark has no chance of backing down.

He plucked up his courage and stood over to look at the seemingly simple tome of the book that read "The Book of the Sea" in the Quraytian language.

He nervously held the lantern in his left hand, and boldly opened the first page of this tome with his right hand, which was 1 meter high and half a meter wide......

Burst!

The illusory sound of water with a hazy feeling exploded in front of him.

Suddenly, a huge column of water erupted from the book, like a huge amount of seawater shooting out of a whole standard swimming pool.

This is both an illusion and a soul shock.

Purple octopus tentacles that were the thickness of two fingers burst out of the pages and bundled them towards Mark.

Even if he hasn't touched Mark's soul yet, he instinctively knows that there is a huge terrifying force on the tentacles, but if he is pulled, he is afraid that his soul will be shattered on the spot and he will become a madman.

Caught off guard, Mark mustered up all his strength to fight.

It was the centipede lantern that made the move faster than him.

Long before Mark could fight back, a golden centipede phantom more than a meter long, with teeth and claws, rushed out of the lantern.

If you don't look closely, you can't even tell if it's a phantom or not.

The centipede, which has been transformed by the dean's clone, blooms with the brilliance of the sun.

Its power is much stronger than this 'open-door'-like tentacles.

As if each centipede leg had its own thoughts, they were stuck to the illusory tentacles that popped out like steel cones, and let them writhe, and the empty centipede legs even had the space to cut the tentacles like scissors.

A discerning person will know at a glance that the power of this centipede is a notch stronger than the mystery contained in the preface page of the book.

Among the big figures in the mysterious world who were watching, some people were immediately surprised.

"Good guy, there is an A-class transcendent amulet? Which family is this descendant? So willing. ”

Dean Margaret smiled proudly in her heart: "My family!

At this time, it is natural to have a hard mouth: "Hmph! Relying on external forces to open the first page, it is not your own strength. Let's see how he gets through the [Catalog] level. ”

The rest of the people ignored it, and someone joked: "Okay, those punters who went crazy when they opened the book lost." ”

"Humph!"

"Bad luck!"

Some people rejoice, others are sad.

Dean Margaret's heart hung in her throat: Don't be strong! Mark, you're already pretty good. Stop there, don't get into the spirit, just by feeling the prologue page, you can actually comprehend a little bit of mysterious power.

Historically, there have been many successful people who have done so.

They forced the first page open and immediately stopped.

The chances of this group of people being polluted by the spirit and soul are also relatively small. After realizing the gap between himself and the top mysteries, there are also many people who have achieved great things later.

However, the onlooker will never be able to understand how the person is feeling at the moment.

Mark felt every hair on his body stand on end.

On the preface page of the book in front of him, there was a constant flow of blue soul energy like water waves.

On it, a line of blood-colored warning slogans is shocking.

When translated from Wright, the most apt explanation is:

[While you are staring at the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you!] 】

This is no joke!

Because under the ripples of the water, Mark could clearly see at least three digits, and his eyes of various shapes blinked, as if looking at him curiously.

Damn it!

What kind of book is this?

This is clearly a portal that connects to the spiritual world and is watched by an unknown number of powerful beings.

Mark knew that as long as he dared to put his spiritual power into it, he would immediately gain the attention of the mysterious ancient gods.

The so-called directory is based on which guy you communicate with after you go in.

Perhaps, this book will protect him with some degree of law.

Instead, he had to bear the gaze of the old gods.

In this world, there is an iron rule: do not look directly at the gods!

Blinding on the spot is already a trivial matter, and even more terrifying is yet to come.

"Whew!" Mark exhaled a deep breath of turbidity and said in his heart: [Miss Bison, are you ready? 】

A stupid girl was about to collapse: [What did I do wrong, I finally climbed up to a handsome master, and I actually had to face the abyss. Woooooo 】

[Can you help with this? 】

[Woo woo woo...... I'll help! 】

In the next second, Mark's heart moved, and he felt as if his soul was suddenly being pulled into the deep sea on the surface of the sea......

The world in the forbidden book is not something that outsiders can peep into.

The powers could only feel that Mark's spirit, along with the extraordinary objects on his body, was withdrawn from his body at the same time in the form of a spirit, and he was in a state of detachment.

Mark's mental world felt so much worse.

As soon as he entered, he immediately felt that he had fallen into the dark deep sea where he could not see his fingers.

His eyes in more than three digits lit up the moment he fell.

Some are suspicious, curious, greedy, cruel......

It's more like a dead fish eye, and even if it's opened, there's a sense of numbness.

With all his eyes, Mark couldn't tell what kind of existence was hidden in the abyss behind each eye.

A thick, illusory tentacle that would rarely be hugged by one person protrudes from the darkness, as if intending to almost ignore his resistance and pull it into a green tunnel that pops out.

Faintly peeking into the so-called tunnel wall, full of sharp hooks, Mark immediately knew what kind of tunnel this was, this was clearly the mouth of a giant demon!

Mark is also ruthless in his heart, and it is a big deal to become a madman.

His eyes widened and he shot the tentacle hard.