Extraordinary pedigree

In the diary on the stone platform, vague writing could be seen on the ancient cover. As Xia Xiu's eyes fell, those words squirmed with some kind of curse.

Xia Xiu did not reach out to take it himself. His consciousness moved slightly, and [Sisyphus] floated out silently from behind him.

The purple-gold incarnation is like an ancient statue, with a powerful and majestic figure.

Following Xia Xiu's instructions, he slowly stretched out a huge hand and approached the diary.

The moment [Sisyphus]'s finger was about to touch the diary, the atmosphere in the whole room suddenly changed.

The air became extremely viscous, and there was some invisible force compressing the entire space to the limit.

The distortion was suffocating, and the surrounding reality began to become fluid and uncontrollable.

Xia Xiu immediately sensed that this force had a similar twisted nature to the barrier he sensed outside the door, but this time it brought not only pure resistance, but also madness, infection, transformation and corruption. changes.

Suddenly, terrible changes began to occur on the surface of the diary.

First, the cover shook slightly, and then, densely packed purple eyes split open from the cover and grew rapidly.

These eyes cover the entire surface of the diary, and each eye is filled with a twisted and crazy look.

They are not just organs, but a being that is watching, judging, and even eager to devour.

Immediately, the cover began to crack, and a ferocious mouth appeared from the crack. The mouth was full of sharp teeth, and the teeth were filled with slippery liquid, exuding a putrid smell.

"Pfft~~~~"

"Ah lulu~ah lulu~ah lulu~"

A wet tongue protruded from the mouth. The tongue was like some kind of crawling creature, carrying disgusting mucus, twisting and flying towards [Sisyphus].

The tongue seemed to be alive, hissing, trying to wrap around the avatar in front of him with the desire to devour everything.

For a moment, everything in the room seemed to be distorted, time was stretched, and all the details became more depressing and disgusting.

Xia Xiu stood aside with calm eyes and a normal expression, but he couldn't help but complain in his heart:

"Sure enough, no serious person in this land writes a diary..."

[Sisyphus] faced the terrifying sight of the ferocious tongue and eyes without any panic.

He only had to do one thing at this moment.

Make a fist and then...

Swing it out!

A [∞] Mobius symbol flashed on his fist bone, and the avatar suddenly raised his fist high. The [∞] symbol was embedded in the fist like a tiger finger, and accompanied by a low burst of air, powerful ripples surrounded the fist. spread.

"boom!!!"

There was a deafening impact sound, and [Sisyphus] brought compressed air and distorted space with his fist and slammed it on the hideous surface of the diary.

呲呲呲————

“Ahhhhhh!!!!

At that moment, the sticky feeling in the air seemed to explode in tearing. The tongue and eyes on the diary were instantly smashed to pieces, making a disgusting sound of gravy stirring, and the purple eyes and pieces of flesh were scattered everywhere. , the sticky juice splashed on the floor, making a "pah, pah, pah" sound.

The surface of the diary trembled violently, the purple eyes gradually lost their luster, and the ferocious tongue and mouth also shattered and turned into a puddle of putrid liquid, disappearing into the air.

The atmosphere in the room became quiet again, leaving only the flickering lights and the scattered flesh on the floor.

[Sisyphus] silently stretched out his hand, his purple-gold incarnation palm firmly grasped the corner of the diary, and lifted it up from the pool of wet flesh.

Minced meat dripped down the cover of the diary, exuding a pungent fishy smell.

The cover of the diary was covered with broken pieces of flesh, mucus from purple eyes, and even broken tongue fragments entangled together. The scene was disgusting.

[Sisyphus] calmly lifted the diary into the air and floated in front of Xia Xiu, as if this ferocious object was just an ordinary prop to the avatar.

Xia Xiu glanced at the diary, which was covered in rotten flesh and exuded a stench. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and there was a trace of obvious disgust in his eyes.

He grasped the "Lever of Heaven" in his hand and gently raised his cane. The silver light converged into a small circle of light at the top of the cane.

bite--

With a soft sound, the blond young man tapped his cane on the ground, casting a new spell from the classical literature "Wand and Non-Wand Spell Casting" that he had been reading during his free time.

What he used was not genealogy entries and genealogy resources, but a cleansing spell woven by very traditional spellcasting methods. He didn't even use the basic compilation that came with the genealogy think tank.

[Clean up a new spell! ]

[Odor elimination spell! ]

As the spell activates, a soft energy emanates from the cane, sweeping through the room like a refreshing wind.

The fishy smell attached to the minced meat quickly began to subside, and the rotten smell in the air was replaced in a few seconds by a clean and slightly sweet fragrance, like dewdrops on the grass in the morning.

Then, the sticky fleshy foam and residue seemed to be quickly decomposed by invisible forces, and the purple eyes and tongue fragments on the surface gradually evaporated, disappearing without a trace like water vapor dissipating.

The disgusting dirt, mucus, and pieces of flesh on the surface of the diary were wiped away layer by layer by invisible hands.

The paper pages gradually returned to their original texture, and the cover returned from the slippery slime to clean leather with a light bronze sheen.

The pages of the book trembled slightly, and with the spread of magic, all the odors were completely eliminated, and there was no longer any disgusting smell in the room.

Xia Xiu's spellcasting had a delicate sense of precision. Not only was the whole process fast, but the details were as exquisite as a carefully crafted work of art.

When the magic was fully effective, his cane trembled slightly and the aftermath of the spell dissipated.

Xia Xiu lowered his head and glanced at the diary in his hand. After confirming that there was no residual smell or dirt, he finally stretched out his hand without disgust and took it from [Sisyphus].

The diary is now clean and tidy, and the text on the cover is still "Forged Copper Diary". The originally blurry handwriting appears particularly clear after being cleaned by magic.

Xia Xiu slowly opened the diary, and the pages made a slight rustling sound.

His eyes fell on the first page. The text on the page was winding like a snake symbol, recording information about a purple-robed wizard named "Theodore Kravis".

*

*

*

"Bronze Forging Diary"

14■■. June 28 sunny

I came to this cold city alone, carrying a useless diploma and my dream.

I have crossed three oceans and almost drowned in one of them. Now, I finally came to the free "Gotham", but this is the translation of my hometown, because a writer named Irving wrote this, I heard that a comic artist plans to continue the author's translation and continue to depict "Gotham".

However, I still do as the Romans do and call this place - New York.

Big cities are better than the small shabby village back home, with opportunities, wealth, women... everything.

Can I become a master?

——

14■■.July 18 sunny

An affable, wealthy woman.

She gave me a commission.

The woman was very strange, and her words had to be written down and analyzed carefully.

"My dear, it's time. The man wearing the crown ■■{distorted handwriting} is asking for his end. Is it you? Or do you have friends?"

"Oh, no, no, don't stop writing a diary, because only in this way can you find the library that is blocked by the robed wizards in the Hundred Layer World and the Order of Merlin."

"You ask me what a library is? When you learn the great art and the invisible art, you are not far away from becoming a librarian."

"Why did I find you? Because you are destined to the 'Aspirator', and it is waiting for your arrival."

"Use what I give you well. It can help you quickly establish a foothold in the world. However, be careful to exercise moderation and be careful about attracting... jailers!?"

When the woman mentioned "jailer", she showed a rare expression of fear.

Ask him what a "jailer" is.

She pointed to the sky and the ground.

"The Thirteen Demon Kings who oversee the world, the three Lords of the Abyss who destroy the world, the Thirteen Legions of Demon Kings who roam the world, and kill all the demons..."

"These are all jailers!"

——

14■■. Overcast on July 22

My first job was in a company run by a father and son. I was a clerk on record, under Mr. Alden. The salary is a little more, and I get off work a little later.

And Mr. Alden has always watched me closely.

Of course, I was doing a great job, and for some reason, Alden died of a heart attack and I was promoted to the top of the company.

The salary was a little higher, I was getting off work a little later, and the senior staff member sitting at my previous desk had a blaze of jealousy in his eyes.

and……

Shit little Grover and his equally shitty father, Old Grover!

I have to find opportunities {crossed out}

Theoretically, if a boss dies, I can still get promoted.

——

14■■. Overcast on January 22

Glover Jr.'s disappearance left an empty seat on the board, and I got it.

Oh, old old Grover seems to have discovered something?

Do I want {crossed out}.

Before that, I have to drink the latest dream potion and see if I can find the entrance to the Hundred Layer World.

Before that can happen, one must first delve into the ether.

————

14■■.Sunny on January 23

I dreamed...I dreamed of that carnival city, upside down, overlapping left and right, with only endless masks laughing and falling...

I dreamed of the palace of blood and flesh again, the giant beasts... human faces, seven horns, countless mouths and throats, they chewed and swallowed, seeming to enjoy everything, and yet seem to have nothing. …

In a trance, I felt like I was on the battlefield, destroying everything with iron and fire, and I felt like I was surrounded by stunning women, loving each other as much as I could...

I dreamed of that indescribable realm - a world of endless smiles, depravity and carnival.

The city wall reflected distorted light like a mirror, and the world seemed to be upside down. I wandered in the endless masquerade, my steps were brisk but involuntary, and the laughter in my ears was like a knife cutting through my soul.

His breath is permeating, silky as wine and burning like needles.

Every nerve in me is trembling in joy and pain. It is the territory of the "Shawong", the limit of the senses, and the insatiable desire... The figures in front of me are twisted and corrupted. They are lost in intoxication.

Oh, praise the great Shah.

You are the god of beauty, you are the god of wine and joy.

I got a new invisible technique!

I found a way to enter the hundred-story world!

However, I want more, more!

——

14■■. January 24 sunny

I was dragged into another dream, a decaying palace in the dark, with pus flowing on the walls and undead vines growing on the ground.

My skin seems to be rotting, but I can feel some kind of warm protection.

No, no, no! ! !

Dear father, forgive me!

The ancient god of decay who sacrificed everything for peace and immortality.

No matter how much I struggled, my limbs grew numb, and I rested in His arms from which I might never break free.

[I've seen too much. An unknown fear was gnawing at my hope with its sharp teeth; a fear of existence itself. ]

——

@%\u0026月#￥%日{chaos}

A hundred-layered world, filled with stars, twenty-four crowns, twenty-four hours...

Jailer, Book Burner...Order of the Breathing Machine, "Cup"...

...the named one, the immortal one...

Incomprehensible... unbelievable... the ravings of a madman, nonsense... meaningless...

Sha Weng, kind father, Sha Weng, kind father, Sha Weng, kind father!

Dear father, loving father, loving father! !

I'm done!

I'm done!

I found...the truth!

His name is - Dai {crossed out}

——

@%\u0026month#￥%日

Must fall asleep again {notes are scrawled, full of struggle}

——

@%\u0026month#￥%日

In a trance, I saw the battlefield in the distance, with flames and blood intertwined. Each berserker raised his blade high, and the blood god's roar shook the world.

Every cry carries the madness of blood and the glory of battle.

I seemed to have raised my weapon and swung it at endless enemies. My hands were stained with blood, and the world became blurred in the frenzy of battle.

[I'm happy, probably. ]

When I opened my eyes, sweat soaked my pillowcase, and His whispers echoed in my ears.

I gained comfort.

——

14■■. Overcast on February 2nd

Phew, I finally woke up after being confused for so long.

I really can't believe that there is such horror in reality, but...but it is so desirable. I think of the church in the small village in my hometown, and the customs are so... consistent with what is said in the book.

I might actually be crazy to believe something so ridiculous, but I see the possibility for me to truly be "alive."

——

Light rain on February 3

I looked through those books again, but I couldn't draw new nutrients.

I crave more. Fortunately, the lady left an address.

It was a poorly lit bookstore located at a bend in a creek with poor scenery.

A soft yellow light shines through the dusty windows.

The store manager, Miss Moran, nodded to me as I entered, but did not get up. "I never ask for a client's name."

She told me this without waiting for me to introduce myself to my family.

I could hear the taboo words, as if they had broken through the confinement of paper and ink.

I felt the sweetness of knowledge and the hunger of desire.

——

Heavy rain on February 7

My thirst for forbidden things deepened day by day, but I had very little to gain.

At that time I once again found a new way to dream.

The dream changed again, and fragments of knowledge flowed through my fingertips like quicksand.

The trajectories of the stars are disordered, and the lines of fate wrap around me like tangled vines. Between the light and the shadow, a pair of eyes stared at me, unfathomable.

The secrets of the great Lord of Deception are endless, like the scrolls of the universe unfolding before me.

Knowledge is dangerous. My thoughts were lost in thousands of possibilities, and my sanity was on the verge of collapse.

However, I gained extraordinary knowledge, and through His hands I parsed the treasures left to me by the Sands:

"The spirit longs for transcendence, but the flesh imprisons the spirit. In the struggle of the spirit, the flesh produces various desires, which chase us, drive us, and make us restless.

Everyone is a slave of desire, but it should not always be.

The mixture of desire and spirituality makes us imprisoned in the world and unable to set foot in reality.

Let desire burn, let it boil.

Spirituality and desire are separated, reaching the twenty-four gods of the hundred-level world. "

——

Heavy rain on February 8

I offer my determination and piety and follow the lead of my desires.

As the ceremony progresses, the hunger from the soul becomes more intense.

I devoured my tendons, veins, blood, bone marrow, and head... I had never felt so delicious and fulfilling.

The sand man looked at me lovingly. In the wriggling of flesh and blood, I grew my head, bone marrow, blood, tendons, tendons...

The first seal was engraved on my body, devouring me and making me more complete.

As a witness, Elrich was shocked by the miracles and my sacrifice, and became my first believer.

The "Holy Saint of Desire" has been established. As the leader of the church, I will begin the great cause of changing this world!

——

July 20 sunny

Old Grover also disappeared, and I got his company.

The heart of the company is the accounting department, where money flows in waves.

The limbs of a company are the employees who come and go, and the company depends on them for its activities.

The other directors and I are the head of the company.

Now, I am not afraid of "scandal" and I am not short of "money".

——

October 6 sunny

With my study of the invisible arts and my blessing, I can finally roam the sky in a dream full of passion.

Everyone who studies history knows that there is no wall in the sky.

The woodland grows outside the Mansu Wall, and the light cannot touch the woodland, so the woodland is dark.

The forest land before submerging in darkness, with its emerald green color, resembles poisonous fruits, and its color, like the rhizomes of fleshy red chalcedony.

I must travel through here and reach the Holy Residence.

Praise the Shaon.

——

October 20 1 Cold

In the endless forest, I held up the "flame lamp" in my left hand and held the "key to open" in my right hand. Following the light, I walked through confusion, scratched my skin, sprained my ankles, and fought with "giant insect shell species"... Finally, I reached the edge of the Mansu and knelt down under the pure white door.

The coldness of the door made me tremble, and the dead who walked with me showed their undisguised malice. I remained unmoved and expressed my desires to the door. The desire for money, the yearning for power, the persistence of love, the pursuit of satisfying the senses...

I pressed my fingers against it, feeling its coldness and watching it open.

As the door opened, my mouth closed, tightened, and healed like a deformity disappearing.

All around me and on my body were the cobalt blue lights that filled the world of hundreds of layers.

New dogmas were etched into my soul, and I looked my desires in the face.

——

Cloudy on November 2

The situation began to go against me. The "Book Burner" and the "Jailer" continued to follow Clovette's clues, and many members of the congregation had already fallen into their hands.

Could it be...

No! Never!

——

Confusion on November 13th

A blood-stained animal horn serves as a spiked roadblock, wide enough for a ship to pass through.

It was broken a long time ago, and the scars haven't healed yet. I saw the infinite serpent coiled around the stag, carrying on its back an immeasurable amount of knowledge that would take all the books written, unwritten, and to be written to contain it.

The big snake looked at me, "Those without qualifications cannot pray for wisdom, let alone know knowledge."

He also said, “There are. There are those who are not qualified and are knowledgeable.

If you can answer one of my ten questions, I will admit that you are one of them:

Where can I sing the praises of the shining sun?

When does the black moon howl?

Who holds order now?

Why did anyone shed tears in the past?

Where is the end of the ascension?

Where is the library? "

[Part of the content is illegible]

The dogma is etched in my brain, I know it, I understand it, I “get it.”

——

Heavy rain on January 22

The jailer has arrived.

What followed was fire and explosions.

My followers resisted with flesh and blood to no avail. Finally, they broke into the sacred sacrificial place, saw the magnificent altar, and saw the last step of my completion of the ceremony. Endless red light spreads here from unknown places. Under the power of the red of war, our bodies are indestructible, our wills are aroused and fanatical, and our desires are endless.

[Part of the content is illegible]

I took my spear and killed the last jailer.

Our blood is intertwined with the enemy's blood, our corpses overlap with the enemy's corpses, the temperature of iron and fire has not cooled down, and the refreshing smell of gunpowder smoke is still permeating the air.

How sacred is this! The desire for slaughter was satisfied, and the spirit looked towards Mansu in peace. I saw the praises of the Blood God and the Sha Weng.

Dogma is engraved on my body, and the war gave me medals, making me even more brilliant.

——

@%\u0026@%\u0026@%\u0026

The enemy's corpse is the best altar, and your own desires are the best sacrifices.

On the altar in the center of the battlefield, amid the prayers of all the believers, and as the ceremony progressed, I released my suppressed desires.

In an instant, the flame of desire engulfs everything. Everyone and everything are the apostles of desire.

The redness of war descends again, from the corpses of the defeated, from the roar of guns, and from the diffuse smoke.

He cuts off excess desires lest I sink into them.

I am tempered in the fire of desire, baptized in the red light, they merge with me

My body was burned with desire and I let out a shrill scream.

My soul is extremely peaceful and is no longer disturbed by desires.

I looked at the landscape painting of "Gotham" and suddenly discovered that the Ambassador was inside. He led my spirit to fall into the indescribable picture, through the indescribable scenery, and to leap into the kingdom of God of my "parents".

Tears filled the eyes of the believers. They witnessed with their own eyes their bodies burning with desire and their spiritual thoughts soaring.

Oh, my diary must stay.

I see now, where is the suction device.

I saw the presence of the Lord of the Lost Hour - He wanted me to be the Named One.

The Savior asked me to follow Him and become a librarian.

I walked toward Him, and suddenly there was a roar from the sky.

I look up...

That's...

The "God-killing Sword" of the jailer, with its light of destruction, destroyed my religious order!

A man appeared, it was...

Lord of the Abyss?

He actually got into a fight with the Shah's ambassador! ! !

That's...

——