Chapter 437 Help
"No, this book is too dangerous."
Vivian took a few deep breaths, immediately picked up the diary, threw it into a file bag, and sealed it tightly.
Originally, she was just going to watch it once and then recreate the scene.
But now, she was scared.
This book is indeed shrouded in evil power, and it is even possible that her father has become obsessed with it.
"No... My father is just an ordinary man, and his inspiration is not very high. Maybe he won't be like me, who will change after just one look... But he will definitely be secretly eroded..."
Vivian had no choice but to hide the book first. She returned to her room with the file bag and began to walk around: "What should I do? What should I do?"
When it comes to matters involving supernatural powers, ordinary people and even police officers can’t help much.
She immediately thought that she could only ask for help from her fellow church members and that very powerful 'mentor'.
Thinking of this, Vivian immediately spread out the letter paper, described what had happened recently, and sought help from fellow church members with whom she had a good relationship, as well as her mentor.
At this moment, she was extremely grateful that her mentor had sent a messenger earlier.
"Good dog, it's up to you."
Vivian muttered to herself as she watched the invisible Wind-Chasing Hound disappear into the corner.
…
Meanwhile, Furas Auctions.
One by one, the security guards fell to the ground, their limbs twitching and foaming at the mouth.
The cause of this scene was a female figure in a black robe.
Everyone in the auction house was drowned in the spiritual "sea water".
If the investigator has high enough inspiration, he can see the surging sea water, with its azure and green hues, surging in the hall and drowning everything in sight.
Whether it was the armed security guards, ordinary waiters and managers, or even innocent passers-by, they were all submerged in the sea water and showed symptoms of suffocation.
"mortal……"
The black-robed woman stepped forward and grabbed a fat manager.
The fat man was bloated and obese, but she lifted him up with one hand, seemingly with great ease.
However, on the slightly exposed palm of the black-robed woman's hand, one could see a layer of scales covering it, like those of a fish.
"Tell me... who bought that diary?"
She asked, her voice hoarse.
"A... a university professor, his name is... and he lives in..."
The manager's mental dam had long been broken, his eyes rolled back, and he answered only one question at a time.
Snap!
After asking for what she wanted, the woman in black robe exerted a little force with her palm.
The fat manager's neck twisted to one side and he fell to the ground.
The woman in black robe looked around and walked out of the auction house leisurely.
'They are so fragile, just like bugs on the ground...'
A breeze blew, lifting a corner of the black robe.
If Eric were here, he would definitely recognize that this was Vidale, who had traveled with him and Fang Xian but later parted ways with him.
I just don’t know why this girl seemed to have become a completely different person in such a short period of time.
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On the ferry.
Fang Xian walked out of the single cabin and came to the restaurant. He ordered a cheese lobster and a fried pork chop and ate quietly.
He has been creating an alibi while going out to cause trouble these days, but until now, the ship has not even arrived at the shore.
"Love is planning to abandon his identity and leave his hometown. This is actually good for him. After all, the Secret Keeper really can't tolerate a ghoul..."
"As for me? Even though I haven't been exposed, I'm too lazy to continue being an investigator..."
If you have gotten everything you need and still go to the branch to work hard without complaint, then you are mentally ill.
Fang Xian cut a piece of pork chop and thought about his own problem.
"To regain the calamity power, the effect of the believers' call is extremely weak, equivalent to nothing... The wheel of reincarnation is also pressed. If I take this path, I may die of old age in this world without any result... And what's even more unfortunate is that the end of the world will come in less than three years."
Even if he recovered his strength to the sixth level of alchemist, Fang Xian didn't think he could do anything when the ancient rulers awakened.
They are a group of level seven bosses!
The only thing he could do was to take the opportunity to open the Wheel of Reincarnation and hide in the Daluo Wheel of Reincarnation.
But it seems .
"The prophecy of the end of the world is most likely true. This is forcing me to take a risky move..."
Fang Xian sighed.
An ordinary recovery doesn't look very promising.
There is only one way left, which is to forcibly break through to the seventh level of alchemist!
The sixth level of the alchemist is in the Nirvana stage, and the power of calamity is dormant, but after reaching the seventh level, this drawback naturally no longer exists.
"But there is a huge gap between level 6 and level 7. Even if I add up the difficulty of all the levels I have passed since my debut, I am afraid it will not even reach a fraction of it..."
"I want to become a being similar to the Ancient Ruler of this world... Hopkinskin is the best example. In this world, those who want to become gods almost never have a good ending."
"There is an unimaginable distance between gods and mortals."
However, after analyzing it, Fang Xian actually felt that compared to becoming a god in other worlds, there was actually a glimmer of hope in this world's path to becoming a god.
First of all, he himself is a big boss who has traveled all over the world. He is experienced, has an extremely strong consciousness, and his knowledge is incomparable to that of the natives.
Secondly, he also got the "Book of Hopkinskin", and the "Hopkinskin Divine Art" in it gave him great inspiration.
Of course, the most crucial thing is that there are sleeping ancient rulers in this world.
For example, Nicholas is sealed under the Secret Keeper's headquarters.
In other worlds, it is not easy to find a similar sealed existence.
"Hopkins said something very right. It is very difficult to become a level 7 from nothing, but by devouring a level 7, it is possible to become a level 7. Although, it is only a very small possibility... His biggest shortcoming is that he is too weak... He dares to devour the ancient ruler. Is it simply a gift, or active fusion?"
"A seventh-level god, no matter how you overestimate it, it is not an exaggeration, even if it is sleeping... What means should I use?"
Just as Fang Xian was thinking, he felt the void around him wriggling, and a wind-chasing hound emerged.
It's Vivian's messenger!
'Not here.'
He gave a look that made the Wind-Chasing Hound on the opposite side quickly understand his meaning and deliver the letter to the room.
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After the meal, Fang Xian, who seemed a little lonely in the eyes of the sailors and other guests, went straight back to his single cabin.
There was indeed a letter left on the ground.
Fang Xian took his time to open it and quickly browsed through it: "A diary related to the Scale Man, the Deep Sea Elder, and that existence... Interesting!"
Without hesitation, he decided to intervene.
To a certain extent, the Lord of the Deep Sea and the Ruler of the Sea, who knew the sealed place, was his first target for usurpation!
