Mystic Dominator

Standing alone in the living room.

Ronald could vaguely smell the smell of barbecue from the corpse in front of him.

Under the merciless attack of the power of 'rape', this blacksmith who lost his will was roasted inside and out, and the dead can no longer die.

Ronald calmed down and felt it carefully.

There is no doubt that there is a suffering soul in the river of blood.

But this incident did not bring him any intuitive strengthening, but a naturally developed feeling.

If you give an example, it is like a person hoarding a lot of food in the warehouse. Only in the case of an emergency, these hoarding will play an irreplaceable function.

However, in normal times, I don't feel anything special at all.

"Ugh--"

Ronald sighed and threw the chair he was holding onto the ground.

Kacha-

The pitiful wooden chair shattered, and the whole structure was completely disintegrated.

Although the quality is excellent, the chair was basically damaged after being beaten with all his strength.

Immediately, Ronald waved his hand.

He tried to bring the blacksmith's soul out of the river of blood, at least to see how the soul appeared in it.

——It was almost at the same time that the idea came up.

From the black mist on the floor, a faint gray shadow appeared immediately, and the human figure surrounded by blue smoke was like a phantom dream.

She took a rough look at this avatar.

Ronald was silent for a few seconds before stepping forward to examine it carefully.

This soul imprisoned in the river of blood is really blurry after it appears in reality.

Even if he was standing within half a meter, he couldn't see the detailed face of this guy at all, and could only make out a vaguely painful expression.

"..."

"Can you speak?"

Ronald tried to communicate with this soul.

It turned out to be a pity, this guy didn't respond to the questioning, other than maintaining his own existence and that painful appearance, he just stood there blankly, waiting for Ronald to issue an attack command.

In silence...

Ronald waved his hand and let the soul return to the black mist formed by the power of 'rape'.

If there is a chance, he plans to take animals such as mice after returning to the city, and try the specific attack mode of this thing first.

For now, let's put it aside for now.

Moving his wrists and body, Ronald slowly walked to the fireplace in the living room, and picked up the poker hanging on the side.

scoff-

The tongs simply inserted the blacksmith's corpse directly, and he dragged the already ripe corpse back to the previous bedroom.

——Although he was already dead.

But Ronald felt that the corpse was still relatively safe within his line of sight.

Back to the bedroom, in the rubble after the wardrobe was smashed.

The magic book I saw earlier is still lying in it honestly.

The appearance of the black mist lingers, people can see its extraordinaryness at a glance.

——It's time to look at the origin of this thing.

Thinking so, Ronald directed the black mist to cover the surface of the magic book.

The mighty power of 'rape' covered it, and only a sound of 'boom' was heard, and the black mist on the surface of the magic book instantly evaporated and disappeared.

Directly contacted by the power in "The Divine Comedy", it couldn't even turn a splash.

However, at this moment.

With the power that haunts the magic book is completely eliminated.

At the same time as it disperses, a special magic power spreads rapidly towards the surroundings.

Ronald immediately stretched out his hands on his chest, and the black mist rose simultaneously.

However, this inexplicable power continued to spread away after just swept his position, and other than that, it didn't bring him any feeling.

"..."

What is this?

Ronald recalled the knowledge he had seen in the Bureau of Investigation before.

This situation is not like a curse, nor does it belong to some kind of attack.

Could it be that this thing is simply an early warning technique to warn other people to come into contact with the magic book?

After hesitating for a moment, Ronald turned his head and glanced around.

During this period of time, nothing in the room has changed, and neither has the corpse lying on the ground.

There really is no extra effect at all...

To be on the safe side, Ronald took another two steps back, and then instructed Black Mist to pull the magic book in the ruins in front of him.

This time, nothing superfluous happened again.

The magic book was placed in front of Ronald's eyes smoothly.

However, after the smoky special effects had dissipated, he discovered that this thing was actually not as exaggerated as he imagined.

Specifically, this is a very simple little notebook.

There is no text on the cover, nor any pictures, just like a primary school student's workbook torn off the skin.

Considering that he didn't want to touch this thing directly, Ronald simply propped up the magic book with the black mist and turned the pages at the same time.

Immediately, some crooked words came into view.

Because the handwriting of the person who wrote it was so miserable, Ronald could only barely recognize that it was a type of Latin alphabet.

As for the content...

With the assurance of general language knowledge, he can still read without hindrance.

To put it simply, most of the contents are related to psychology. Terms such as 'simulation of similar behavior', 'subconscious diffusion', and 'environmental interference awareness' are everywhere~www.wuxiamtl.com~ But At the same time, the contents of this magic book do not form a word order connection with each other. Taking Chinese as an example, it is like someone wrote a sentence in a diary [big tree and bird explosion complete cupping].

Actions and names lack prepositions and do not constitute normal language at all.

Immediately, Ronald tried to read the words above.

"..."

The surroundings were surprisingly quiet, and this magic book still didn't respond at all.

This also proves that Ronald's previous feelings were not wrong.

The book in his hand is indeed not the original.

According to the information I saw in the Bureau of Investigation before, in addition to the extraordinary items of unknown origin, such as the original scriptures, there are very few knowledgeable and mysterious people in this world who can actually make some magic books with power.

This thing seems to be such a product.

It's a pity that due to the ability of the black mist of the Divine Comedy, the magic power attached to the magic book has been completely defeated.

If there is no repair from the maker of this magic book, this thing is just an ordinary notebook, and no one can use it to cast spells.

so......

What kind of school is this?

A lot of famous things flashed through Ronald's mind.

However, since he himself has no relevant research, he still cannot find the truth from such scattered vocabulary.

"Tsk—"

Shaking his head as he gave up, Ronald wrapped the magic book in the clothes in the closet before stuffing it into the pocket of his coat.

Judging from the current situation.

The Celefis affair should be considered to have come to an end.

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