Rocot: Reborn

In a dim library, the ancient bookshelves are filled with heavy historical secrets. The dust of the world dances with loneliness. Rocot and Leah walk through it, as if stepping into the long river of time.

Roccod was calm, even though the ceiling above him had fallen some plaster and looked quite dilapidated, but he never relaxed for a moment. Leah's warning made him turn his head sharply, and he saw an assassin in a black robe quietly emerging from the shadows, with a dagger in his hand flashing coldly.

"Don't even think about it!" Rokod shouted, and the black sword in his hand was instantly unsheathed, creating a gust of wind and blocking the assassin's attack. Leah was not slow either, her two swords were as agile as her shadow, and she cooperated with Rokod to block the attack.

The assassin then retreated and confronted Rocot. Rocot's eyes revealed a calculating gleam, he was trying to read the other party's intentions, and at this moment, he felt not only hostility, but also a hint of despair coming from deep inside.

"Why do you keep trying to stop me?" Rocot asked in a low voice, trying to extract some information from the assassin.

The assassin sneered, but said nothing, and rushed towards Rocot again with his knife. The battle broke out again, the sword light was like a waterfall, the dagger was like a shadow, and the two figures moved quickly between the bookshelves, causing ancient books to fall one after another and raising a cloud of dust.

Leah looked around, her intuition told her that this battle was not simple, the assassin must have chosen this secret passage for a special purpose. She moved silently, trying to find clues in the illusion.

At this moment, Rocot slashed the assassin's shoulder with his sword, but the assassin did not fall down. Instead, he took advantage of the moment of injury to grab an old book and threw it at Rocot. Rocot instinctively blocked it with his sword, but did not notice the strange smell emanating from the book.

"Be careful, that's..." As soon as Leah's voice sounded, a powerful force burst out from the book, blowing Roccod and the assassin away at the same time, and crashing them into the bookshelf.

Rocot shook his head and stood up, suppressing the energy surging in his body. He realized that this was not an ordinary book, but a key to a secret book or ritual.

Before the dust settled, Leah quickly approached Rocot and whispered, "Master, we must learn the secret of this book as soon as possible."

Rocot nodded. They had to explore the ancient library more deeply to learn more truths hidden behind it. And this treasure book might be the key to rebuilding the Dark Night Empire. The two of them went deep into the library again. The unknown and danger coexisted. A hint of determination flashed in Rocot's eyes.

Roccod's footsteps echoed in the dim corridor of the library, and his heart was chilled. Leah followed closely behind him, looking around vigilantly, as every shadow could hide murderous intent.

At the end of the corridor, there was an iron door that was tightly closed. It was covered with strange runes, and it looked like some kind of ancient seal. Rocot stopped and frowned. He knew that the key to restoring his power was hidden here - an ancient book that recorded a forbidden dark ritual.

"The runes on this door are very ancient, my lord. Can you see what's behind the door?" Leia asked cautiously. Although her voice was weak, she couldn't hide her inner worry.

Rocot slowed down his voice and said in a low and powerful voice, "This is the lost ancient Elfar language. It requires a specific spell and ritual to unlock it. It seems that we still need to find the key to unlock it."

He turned around, looked around sharply, and pointed to a shelf nearby. Leah immediately understood, walked over quickly, and pushed aside the long-dusted books, hoping to find the forgotten knowledge.

Rocot turned to ponder the secrets behind the rune, his eyes revealing that he was calculating every possibility. During his rule, Rocot had dabbled in countless taboo knowledge in order to achieve an unrivaled position. Now, this knowledge became the key to his regaining power.

Suddenly, a slight gasp interrupted Roccod's thoughts. He immediately turned around and saw Leah taking out an old brown book from a pile of books. There was also a strange pattern engraved on the cover.

"Found it, my lord." Leah handed the book to Rocot carefully.

Taking the book, Rocot's fingers gently slid across the characters, and a gleam of light flashed in his deep eyes. "This book contains the secret to open that door. Once we obtain that power, the entire dark world will once again surrender to me."

Leah nodded. She trusted Roccod, but she was also afraid of his powerful and dark power. She knew that once this power was released, it would bring unpredictable consequences. But she also knew that no one could stop Roccod's ambition, not even herself.

Rocot slowly turned the pages, searching for the lost ritual. With each page he turned, the air seemed to grow heavier, and the shadows of the library seemed to be whispering, telling of those dusty secrets and the subversion of the future.

The pages of the book trembled slightly in the slight breeze. At this moment, a dim light escaped from between the pages, illuminating the faces of both of them gloomy and mysterious.