Then, the two of them were led by Broly to an independent tent. They opened the tent and walked in.

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The seventh hour of night.

Albion·80km layer.

There was a thick gloomy atmosphere in the extremely dark room. The walls were dyed deep black, as if they were swallowing up the light. There were no windows, no gaps for light, and only a weak light reflected the room.

distorted shadow.

The smell in the room was suffocating, filled with a rotten and fishy smell that made people shudder.

The floor is covered with old carpets, which make eerie footsteps when stepped on. Various strange objects are placed in the room, such as skeletons, black candles and cult totems, which reveal strange shapes and tattered states; the walls

It is covered with black curtains, and the contents cannot be seen clearly, but you can feel an evil energy emanating from it. There is an ancient altar in the corner, with candles burning black flames burning on it, and the fire light is ferocious and twisted.

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In the center of the room is an old wooden table covered with shabby red silk.

An ancient book and some mysterious ritual items were placed on the table, and these items revealed an unspeakable evil aura.

The whole room was filled with depression and fear, as if there were invisible demons lurking in the dark.

"There are limits to human abilities. I have learned one thing from my short life... The more you play tricks, the more you will find that there are limits to human abilities... Unless you surpass humans." In this dark and profound story,

In this place, the devil's whisper slowly sounded, like a song in the dark night.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "What exactly do you want to say, Vlad III." An old voice sounded in the secret room.

The candlelight in the room flickered, reflecting the old man's terrifying face.

This ugly old man's skin is as pale as a corpse, with deep wrinkles on his face, like the irreversible traces of time. His face is twisted and ferocious, his eyes are cloudy and lifeless, and his pupils are sunken, as if they are filled with endless darkness.

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"Lando El-Melloi Archibald, you need youth, use the [Mask of Cain], I can feel that my other instruments are gradually being shattered, and the brave man is moving towards me, the evil one."

The dragon is coming."

"I need to wait a little longer..."

"etc?"

The sound of sneers echoed throughout the room.

"My child, if you can't do it today, you won't be able to do it tomorrow. You can't waste a day. You must be determined to grab the possible things and hold them tightly. If you are determined, you will not let them escape, and you must do it.

Implement it."

Listening to the mocking in his ears, Lando El-Melloi raised his dim eyes.

"Can a devil also speak the words of a sage?"

"When people grow old, they become like children. This is just an appearance. It takes a long time for people to realize that we have never grown up." The deep voice sounded again. He was not confusing, he was just telling, "When I was young, I had nothing, but I had nothing.

It is very satisfying, because at that time we pursued truth and loved fantasy. Put on the mask and give back your unruly momentum, your deep and painful creation, the power of hatred and the authority of love, and give back your lost youth."

"Yes, if I want to just play, I am too old; if I want nothing, I am too young." Lando El-Melloi stroked a dark mask. He wanted to put it on, but his

My teacher's whispers always echoed in my mind.

You have to deny yourself! You have to deny yourself!

This is an eternal old tune, and you can hear this singing at the top of your lungs at any time throughout your life.

"Vlad III, have you seen [Miracle]?" Randy El-Melloi, who was stroking his mask, asked into the void like a curious student.

"Although I heard the gospel, I lacked faith; [the miracle] was the beloved son born of faith... Maybe it's because my life is too monotonous, with only endless regret and blood."

The voice paused slightly, and then he continued to speak to this old child who was thirsty for truth:
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