C100 (1/2)

Whether it was real or fake, whether it was fake or real, the current me was staring fixedly at everything before me.

Staring at the mist in front of him, staring at Lingling, and still staring at... In front of him.

The sounds of books unceasingly reverberated in my heart. I wanted to work hard so that I wouldn't remember these words.

However, there was nothing I could do about it. The information echoed in my head, as though there was an answer.

In front of me, even though my facial features are exactly the same as mine, at this moment, I feel a chill down my spine, as if I'm an evil spirit from the depths of hell.

It was not malevolent at all. She was smiling, smiling, opening and closing her mouth.

It was this kind of smile that made my hair stand on end. Even though I didn't feel any killing intent, this smile made me feel as if there was a hidden killing intent within it.

That smile gradually widened as the voice continued. However, that mouth had already stopped opening and closing, and it was just smiling at me like that.

Furthermore, that smile is becoming more and more mechanical, as though the person before me is no longer a person, but an existence akin to a puppet.

Slowly, I saw myself in front of me. My eyes slowly widened, filled with a faint red color. It was as though there was a mysterious attraction that wanted to suck me in …

I started chanting along with the voice in my head, repeating the contents of the book. The voice in my mind overlapped with my own voice, and I couldn't help but subconsciously move …

At this moment, scarlet blood slowly flowed out from my eyes. The voices in my head were getting louder and louder!

Gradually, it filled my entire brain. In my world, it seemed as if nothing else existed, only the contents of the Evil Theurgy and myself …

It was as if this process was deeply engraved in his mind …

I took a deep breath. Looking at Lingling's current expression, I could tell that her face was filled with tears. For a moment, I couldn't make out what she was saying.

”Elder sister …” ”Elder sister …”

Faintly, I could hear only a few such cries.

At that moment, a gust of cold wind blew over. I felt a burst of coldness on my face, as if something had been blown on my face.

It was a long time before I woke up and realized what it was...

It was rain. There was actually a bit of rain mixed within the mist. When it fell on my face, it was very cold and ice-cold.

In my heart, I couldn't help but feel a wave of sorrow, a wave of sadness …

Tears fell uncontrollably. Why … Would I feel so bad?

It seemed that the iciness of the surroundings had provoked me. I felt the space around me warping as everything started to shake.

It started in the void, then it slowly ended in the void.

I could feel my body slowly regaining its senses, and my brain slowly returning to normal.

At this moment, I realize that before my eyes, there is actually only darkness, and then … I could feel my vision slowly returning...

It's not that I'm slowly recovering, or rather, something is slowly returning my eyes back to me.

Just now, my vision seemed to have escaped my control. Even the control of my entire body had been handed over to someone else.

When my body slowly recovered, I saw a familiar scene. It was in my room and the cabinet beside me was smashed into pieces by the axe.

In my hand, I am holding the Evil Theurgy and reading its contents.

At this time, I returned to normal, and Lingling's heart-wrenching cries became even clearer.

I felt wet all over, and the tingling of my fingertips didn't lessen in the slightest.

I looked down and found myself sitting on the brick bed, using the blood from my fingertips to write something down.

Taking a closer look, those bloody words are actually all the contents of the entire Evil Theurgy. I am currently writing all the words of the entire Evil Theurgy onto the brick bed with my own blood …

The lines of words were shocking, as if it was to deepen the memory.

At this moment, the contents of the book suddenly appeared in my mind. It was as though I had remembered the contents of the book while I was still dreaming.