Lord of Secrets

Although Horus' body was a little wrinkled, like a rotten corpse, it did not mean that he was pedantic. Even if he wanted to find out the truth, he would not stay there forever.

This village was dangerous, or rather, Dirafi Peak was dangerous. Horus was not unaware of this, but sometimes he followed his own inner choice.

However, he suddenly felt that it was not his choice, but more like the ability of these black mists, which would instinctively make outsiders want to stay here.

This was a thought that he had accidentally yesterday morning. When he thought of this, he became more suspicious, but he did not feel the danger for the time being, because he did not have the urge to leave urgently.

Therefore, he was still in a state of hesitation.

He just sat on the branch, like a mischievous child, putting a scary doll on the branch.

He was a little confused. Thornes was affected by the black mist and eventually killed people. And he guessed that he would not be affected by the black mist, but now it seems that there is still some influence.

Horus then took the "White Rose of Betrayal" from his arms, looked at it quietly, and then made a decision.

He left directly on the thirteenth day.

…

At eight o'clock in the evening, in the classical room, the curtains blocked the blue moonlight, and the candles on the candlesticks were emitting little glow.

Ubemo sat on the chair, closed his eyes, and felt a sense of joy and pleasure.

It was like a ball of light, gradually decomposing into light spots, and then entering Ubemo's body, filling the thirst of cells and making the cells feel satisfied.

The digestion of the secret medicine has reached the last step, and Ubemo is waiting, so he has no plan to go to the trader's meeting tonight.

As the dim candlelight trembled, Ubemo felt that some tentacles on the mask were disappearing and sinking into the mask.

The darkness on the left half seemed to be a little dim, replaced by some more stars.

This means that the secret medicine of the "universalist" has been completely digested.

Ubemo immediately opened his eyes, took a deep breath, adjusted his state, and calmed himself down.

A few minutes later, Ubemo put the iron pot on the table, then picked up a black bead that seemed to be full of starlight from the side and gently placed it in the iron pot.

This is the eyeball of the starfish.

"Next is the Farlang deer skin, two star grasses, and 50 grams of star stone."

Ubemo looked at the table and put a white deer skin, black star grass with purple spots, and gray star stone full of starlight into the iron pot in turn.

These materials did not react at this time.

After a while, Ubemo picked up a bottle, opened the bottle stopper, and poured in 200 ml of milky white tricolor vine juice that had been measured in advance.

In an instant, the milky white juice dissolved the star stone, and bubbles began to emerge in the iron pot. Then, the star grass turned into a gray snake, entwined together, and then turned into a gray liquid.

The milky white liquid touched the white deer skin and then merged into it. The liquid gradually became lighter and the white deer skin rolled up.

On the other side, the eyeball of the starfish touched the milky white liquid and immediately broke apart, dyeing the liquid black. There seemed to be some small golden particles floating on the liquid in the eyeball.

A second later, the liquid in the iron pot turned into three colors: gray, white and black. Only the Farlanglu deer skin was not completely dissolved.

Looking at the increasingly viscous liquid, Ubemo immediately picked up the unicorn horn and put it into the iron pot.

At this time, the unicorn horn fell into the viscous liquid, and then it burst into a hazy purple light, intertwined with the Farlanglu deer skin.

A few seconds later, there was only a gray viscous object left in the iron pot, like a thin sealed book.

Ubemo looked at the strange secret medicine, and then without hesitation, he picked up the secret medicine directly and put it in his mouth. Immediately, the secret medicine entered Ubemo's mouth like flowing water.

A touch of coldness went straight from Ubemo's throat into his stomach.

It was a bit bitter, like swallowing water soaked with a lot of burnt paper...

But then Ubemo didn't think too much, the secret medicine had begun to work.

His face was covered with gray mist, and his whole face became dry and wrinkled, making a faint "crackling" sound, as if his skin was cracking.

Along with it, his hair turned dark red, like magma mixed with black mud, and then broke, fell to the ground and turned into sparks and dissipated.

"Ah..."

Ubemo fell to the ground in an instant, then hugged his hands tightly, humming in his mouth, resisting the intense pain.

There was no blazing heat of fire, but instead it was cold, suffocating and dark, like the stomach acid of a monster, as if it wanted to completely devour and dissolve him.

His whole body began to wriggle, and every cell seemed to be pulling each other. Some strips of meat stretched out from Ubemo's back, like a poisonous snake stretching out from the blood, and then began to dance wildly.

The pain was not only the physical changes, but also the transformation of the brain, as if the head was smashed, and then the splattered brain matter was stuffed back into the skull, and then mixed into a ball.

Ubemo couldn't think, his mind was blank, but he insisted not to faint.

After a while, Ubemo felt a little better, but he only had a better concept and still couldn't think more.

"Gulqidu... Lai..."

But then, a familiar whisper entered his mind, like a catalyst, completely detonating Ubemo's head.

His head seemed to rot instantly, with worms drilling out of it, and then it turned into gray mist with a "bang". The "snake" on his back was shaking more and more.

Bloodstains began to appear on his body, and his skin began to turn dark and rot.

Ubemo's nose, which was rotten to the point that only the nose bone was left, began to hum, and then wisps of gray mist drifted out from it.

Those whispers kept filling Ubemo's mind. Ubemo quickly separated a wisp of his mind and put on the mask, and then watched the mask change.

A few minutes later, Ubemo finally recovered. He was so tired that he lay on the ground, and then he didn't move, emptying his mind, thinking about nothing.

His skin gradually returned to its original state.

It was not until ten minutes later that Ubemo stood up, and then walked to the bathroom in the room with a pale face, and washed off the filth on his body with water.

Feeling the rush of water, Ubemo slowly felt that a long time had passed before he walked out of the bathroom and lay on the bed.

Every time he took the secret medicine, Ubemo felt it was a torment. He didn't know whether others would be the same as him, or because of his two paths, he almost died every time he took the secret medicine.

But Ubemo had no choice. Decoen was just a mysterious essence that stopped him at the 9th position of life, and Ubemo himself also had a mysterious essence. This path of "fire torturer" was given by "usurpation".

Therefore, his promotion would also be more difficult than that of ordinary people. However, Ubemo was somewhat fortunate. After all, he was still quite special. Although it was dangerous every time, he was safe.

A few minutes later, Ubemo had the thoughts to sort out the information this time. Feeling the information in his mind, Ubemo couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

There are two abilities of "recorders", one is "recording" and the other is "solidification".

Then, his fingertips burst out with spirituality, and then a gray book appeared in front of him.

Ubemo used his mind to flip the gray book, and the papers on it began to flip quickly, but there were only 6 sheets of paper in it.

One was thicker and looked more mysterious, and the other 5 were more ordinary.

From the information, we can know that Ubemo can now record a spell above the demigod level and five spells below the demigod level.

But the higher the fate, the more difficult it is to record the spell.

Because these spells are recorded in history, they will not be eliminated due to energy exhaustion, and they can be used at will as long as there is spirituality.

But for demigod-level spells, it is obvious that the fate of 7 cannot provide enough spirituality and the power close to God.

So there are two ways to use it.

One is to borrow the power left in history, which will perfectly exert the power of the spell, but will wear away its historical traces. As long as it is not worn away all at once, these historical traces will slowly recover over time.

The other is not to borrow the power left in history, but to analyze and use it directly. If the spirituality is sufficient, it can still exert perfect power. But the power of demigod-level spells will obviously be greatly reduced, because without the divine power, it is difficult to cause fatal damage to demigods.

So in general, the first one will be used, but it has restrictions. Similar to demigod-level spells, they can only be used once a month, otherwise the historical traces will be completely erased, and if you want to use this ability again, you must record it again.

The other ability "solidification" is to solidify a certain ability in history. When borrowing, it will greatly reduce the consumption of using this ability, and even if the historical traces are completely erased, it can still be slowly restored over time.

This also means that after Ubemo uses the first demigod-level spell, the historical traces will not be erased too much, and the last historical traces can be used again to burst out demigod-level spells.

In this way, even if the historical traces are erased, they can be slowly recorded back with time, but the recovery time will take a little longer, estimated to be about one and a half months.

At this time, Ubemo can only solidify two abilities.

Feeling the information in his mind, Ubemo began to feel that this path was very powerful, and the fate position 7 already had the possibility of killing demigods.

Of course, this is only a possibility. The battle between demigods is not that easy. Just like if you stab the opponent, as long as it is not a vital point, the opponent's life will not be in great danger.

However, this is not unacceptable in Ubermo's eyes, because the first two positions of the "Recorder" basically have no ability to fight head-on, so the 7th position has undergone a qualitative change.