Mysterious as the wind, always with me.

Chapter 45 [Book of Nether Sea]

In the spiritual channel that Mark couldn't hear, the big shots had already chatted.

"Yo? After so many years, finally someone can't think of challenging [The Book of the Nether Sea]?" An old man wearing a triangular hat said in a teasing way.

"Hank, how about? Make a bet?"

"How to bet?"

"Bet he goes crazy on which page."

With that said, the channel immediately became lively.

"Five thousand points, the prologue is crazy."

"Three thousand points, see the catalog."

"One thousand points, see the third page."

The mysterious dean Margaret listened for a while, and there was no bet that Mark could read at least three pages normally.

Her heart fell straight into the icy hell, and her whole body turned into ice slag.

For some reason, she thought of all the wonders of this lover.Not only did it miraculously break through the S-level world, but it also took down the A-level demons.And he is extremely confident to advance to the Mystic Master on his own!
Those handsome and confident black eyes with infinite possibilities in their eyes occupied all the dean's mind.

Oddly enough, when she heard an old acquaintance complain that "the odds of this kind of betting are too low, no one makes a profit", Dean Margaret's cold and resolute voice spread throughout the circuit.

"I bet [-] mystery points, betting that he will read at least five pages safely!"

In an instant, the audience was dead silent.

It took a few seconds before someone teased: "Hey, Margaret, you just finished a world in S. You have too many points and you can't sleep well. Come to support us?"

"Hehe! You say yes."

"Okay! Have courage! The bet is established."

Seeing a bully appearing, all the big cows suddenly felt disrespectful and started to raise their bets.

"Hahaha! Margaret, how hard do you think about it?"

"Why don't you add another [-]? Your odds are the highest. Once you win, the winner will take all."

"This is not good, leave some pocket money for Margaret!"

"Hahahaha!"

All kinds of cynicism filled the circuit.

In fact, Margaret regretted it the moment after she shouted.

Endless remorse tortured her heart.

It's all in one go.

She is eager to prove that her students are definitely the best mystics in the world!
On the other hand, she was distressed and uncomfortable.

More than a thousand talents in full bloom and high spirits have challenged [Book of the Nether Sea].

They were all recognized as rookies in the mysterious world back then, and in the end their fate was not very good.

If it weren't for the fact that three mystic scholars had greatly increased their strength after reading this book, and one of them had a terrifying record of destroying a division of extraordinary people with ten thousand people alone.Probably [The Book of the Nether Sea] will be regarded as an out-and-out evil book.

Among the victims, her dead son was impressively included...

In a fit of madness, he bit off his tongue, choked blood into his lungs, and suffocated to death.

For a moment, the image of her son overlapped with Mark's.

This complex feeling drove her, making her cry out in her heart: Mark!Fight for breath!

Daniel's malicious gambling did not disturb Mark.

A projection of an old man appeared in front of Mark.

The long white curly hair hung down to the old man's chest. He was wearing a white robe with the neckline of the robe slanted open, revealing the pattern of the golden book embroidered inside.

There was undisguised regret on the old man's wrinkled face: "Hello, Mystic. May the God of Knowledge bless you and let you move forward smoothly in the ocean of knowledge."

"Praise knowledge!" After Mark replied solemnly, a hole was opened in the middle of the floor of the secret room, and a large bracket was slowly raised.

There was a tome on a shelf, covered in a deep blue.

At the same time, the hemispherical inner wall of the secret room finally revealed its true content - countless mysterious runes exuded a mysterious glow, they kept moving, interweaving with each other to form a complex and powerful magic circle.

Not based on lights, but the pure holy light of the runes, illuminating the entire chamber.

A group of spellcasters outside the secret room began to chant spells, and the light shield covering most of the tomes slowly opened.

Almost at the moment when the seal was released, Mark clearly heard the phantom sound like a trickle of water.

Gradually, the sound of running water turned into a howling roar like a stormy wave crashing on the shore.

Amidst the violent roar of water waves, a feeling like water pressure forced over, and Mark suddenly felt that he was deep in the bottom of the sea, and even breathing became a luxury.

The only thing that can save him is his own soul power.

A faint blue fire was burning around him. This strange feeling made others look at him like observing a submarine volcano boiling with huge bubbles in the deep sea.

The mysterious powerhouses muttered one after another.

"This soul strength is a bit weak."

"No, it's not weak. He should have passed the minimum standard. It's probably because his soul has been burdened with a powerful Extraordinary for a long time, which has lowered the upper limit of his soul power."

The strong man was right.

It's just not one A grade, but two A's for Minnie and Baisen.

Up to now, Mark has no possibility of retreating.

He plucked up his courage, stood over, and looked at the seemingly simple cover, with [Book of the Nether Sea] written in Gulet language.

He nervously held the lantern with his left hand, and boldly opened the first page of this tome with a height of 1 meter and a width of half a meter with his right hand...

puff!
The illusory sound of water exploded in front of him with a hazy feeling.

Suddenly, a huge jet of water spewed out from the book, like a huge amount of seawater from a standard swimming pool spurting out of it.

This is both an illusion and a soul shock.

Countless purple octopus tentacles as thick as two fingers rushed out from the pages of the book and bundled them towards Mark.

Even if Mark's soul has not yet been touched, he instinctively knows that there is a huge terrifying force on the tentacles, but if he is pulled, his soul will be broken on the spot and he will become a lunatic.

Caught off guard, Mark mustered all his strength to fight.

It was the centipede lantern that moved faster than him.

Long before Mark had the idea to fight back, a phantom of a golden centipede more than one meter long rushed out of the lantern with teeth and claws.

Without looking carefully, you can't even tell if it's a phantom.

The centipede, transformed by the dean's avatar, glowed with the sun's brilliance.

Its power is much stronger than this kind of tentacles that 'open the door and kill'.

It seems that each centipede leg has its own thoughts, they are like steel cones stuck on the illusory tentacles that pop up, allowing them to twist, and the empty centipede legs even have time to cut off the tentacles like scissors.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that the power of this centipede is a level stronger than the mystery contained in the preface page of the book.

Among the big figures in the mysterious world watching, someone was immediately surprised.

"Good guy, there is an A-level extraordinary body for protection? Which family's direct disciple is this? So willing."

Dean Margaret smiled proudly in her heart: My family's!

At this time, it is natural to be stubborn: "Hmph! It is not my own strength to open the first page by external force. Next, let's see how he passes the [catalogue] level."

The rest ignored it, and someone laughed and said, "Okay, those punters who went crazy as soon as they opened the book lost."

"Humph!"

"unlucky!"

Some are happy, some are worried.

Dean Margaret's heart hung in her throat: Don't be brave!Mark, you've done pretty well.Let's stop here, don't put your energy into it, you can actually comprehend a little bit of mysterious power just by comprehending the preface page.

Historically, there have been many successful people doing this.

They force open the first page and stop immediately.

These people are also less likely to be polluted by spirit and soul.After realizing the gap between himself and the top mysteries, there are also some of these people who will later become great achievers.

However, the bystanders will never be able to understand the feelings of the parties at the moment.

Mark felt that every hair on his body stood on end in shock.

On the preface page of the book in front of him, blue soul energy like water ripples constantly.

On it, a line of bloody warning slogans is shocking.

After being translated from Wright, the most appropriate explanation is:

【While you are staring at the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you! 】

This is by no means a joke!
Because under the turbulence of the water, Mark clearly saw at least three digits, and the eyes of various shapes blinked and blinked, as if looking at him curiously.

Heck!

What kind of book is this?

This is clearly a portal that connects to the spirit world and will be watched by countless powerful beings.

Mark knew that as long as he dared to put his spiritual power into it, he would immediately get the attention from the mysterious ancient god.

The so-called directory, the principle is that after you go in, communicate with which guy.

Perhaps, this book will protect him with some degree of law.

On the contrary, he has to bear the eyes of the ancient gods.

In this world, there is an iron rule: Do not look directly at the gods!

Going blind on the spot is already a trivial matter, and the more terrifying thing is yet to come.

"Huh!" Mark let out a deep breath, and said in his heart: [Miss Byson, are you ready? 】

A certain silly girl was about to collapse: 【What did I do wrong? After finally climbing up to a handsome master, I actually have to follow to face the abyss.Whoooo! 】

[This is a favor, do you want to help? 】

[Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! 】

In the next second, Mark had a thought, and he felt as if his soul was on the surface of a sea, and was suddenly and violently pulled into the deep sea...

The world in the forbidden book cannot be peeped by outsiders.

All the great powers could only feel that Mark's spirit, together with the Extraordinary items on his body, was pulled out of his body in the form of a spirit body at the same time, and he was in a state of leaving his soul.

It felt much worse in Mark's mental world.

As soon as he entered, he immediately felt that he had fallen into a dark and deep sea where his hands could not be seen.

The eyes with more than three digits lit up the moment he fell.

Some with doubts, curiosity, greed, cruelty...

It's more like a dead fish's eye, even if it is opened, it still feels numb.

Mark exhausted his eyesight, but he couldn't know what kind of existence was hidden in the abyss behind each eye.

A thick, illusory tentacle that was at least meant to be embraced by one person protruded from the darkness, almost ignoring his resistance, pulling him into a protruding green tunnel.

Faintly peeking into the so-called tunnel wall, full of sharp hooks, Mark immediately knew what kind of tunnel this was, and it was clearly the mouth of a giant demon!

Mark's heart was also ruthless, and he would become a madman at worst.

He opened his eyes wide and shot the tentacle hard.

(End of this chapter)