After the crazy night feast of the corpse eater.

Akmanmeng has initially awakened power, and the feeling of power gives people an indescribable experience.

It's like a third eye growing, observing the world from another perspective.

Even if you only have a small amount of spiritual perception now, you will feel that you are transcending from the mortal world and no longer an ordinary person.

Ackermann feels.

My heart, imprisoned in the cage, was torn apart and released, like a beast breaking out of the cage, running towards the endless wilderness.

With strength, I feel braver.

I didn't dare to think about it before, I used to be timid and confused.

It has become the past.

He walked in front of the crowd with the mask and the chief of the corpse-eater esoteric sect. Without having to hold his head up, he felt a sense of confidence in his heart.

It’s not because of strength, but because of the confidence that a person can completely control his body and his will.

"From now on, you're different."

“Ackmanmon!”

From the corner of his eyes, he looked behind him.

Although the people behind him were wearing masks, he could probably recognize a few.

Many of these people have come to see him, and they are all nobles of the royal court.

After this crazy night feast, they obviously became part of the darkness. Akmanmon, who once had no power or foundation, has now begun to have a ladder of change.

"The chief of the crypt sectarian sect is using me."

"And I can use him, and they."

It’s like a person’s heart will arise if he holds a sharp weapon in his hand.

After mastering the power, no matter whether this power is its own or external force; it is substantial or empty.

They will invisibly push people forward.

It's like it's calling and roaring to tell you.

“Use me quickly.”

"Use me to achieve your unspeakable desires and evil thoughts."

Some people can suppress it, and some people are driven by it.

Akmanmeng followed the chief of the Corpse Venerables' Secretology through the passage and came to a complicated fork in the road, where all the people wearing cloaks and masks nodded.

But Akmanmon did not leave, but followed the chief of the Corpse Eater Secretology toward the top.

On the way, I saw many members of the corpse eaters' secret religion transporting things out through the passage and transporting them to ships on the other river.

He even used magic and soil to fill in the crazy night banquet hall just below.

Leave the underground.

Follow the dusty stairs in the house and come to the roof.

Ackermanmon asked the other party: "Why did you give up here?"

Chief of the Secretariat: "For everyone's safety."

Ackermanmon: "You seem to be careful."

The Chief of the Secretariat did not say what had happened before: "Only those who are careful can live long."

Ackermanmon then asked another question: "You did do what you said before, to empower people who are not gifted."

"But what should I do next? Or can I practice any magical inheritance after having the power?"

Chief of the Secretology: "In addition to the inheritance of the temple, ordinary magic can be practiced."

"But, your Majesty!"

"We also have our own path of cultivation, a path that can quickly become stronger, as long as you have enough resources."

Ackerman looked at the other party without saying a word.

The chief of the Secretariat originally wanted to keep a secret, but when he saw Akmanmeng's appearance, he took out the "Corpse Eater's Secretary Classic".

"His Majesty!"

"It looks like you are different from the ordinary nobles."

"But I saw the majesty of the king's blood from you."

Akmanmon stretched out his hand, but saw the head of the Secretariat retracting his hand. Akmanmon stared at the other party, thinking that the other party was waiting for a price.

However, the chief of the Secretariat handed over a glove and told Akmanmon.

"You can't just touch it like this."

"You have to wear leather gloves, with the poison of the abyss."

"This classic is very important and must not fall into the hands of others."

Akmanmon put on gloves. Although he looked a little calm, he still showed his inner excitement when he flipped through the content.

Each of the words, pictures and strange symbols in the book represents the key to the gate to the extraordinary world. Akmanmon used to be unable to enter, but now he has pushed the door open and entered.

Akmanmon looked at it briefly and asked the chief of the corpse eater's secret sect.

"What does the curse of the King of Purgatory mean?"

Chief of the Corpse Eater Secretary: "Your Majesty, do you think that mortals do not need to pay a price to gain power through the limitations of talent?"

The Chief of the Secretariat Next, he told Akmanmon about his origin.

"My name is Thro, and my father is a well-known physician."

"I was born with a talent for power, but my talent was not very strong. I couldn't enter the temple and became a divine servant. Those famous powers inherited powers are unwilling to accept me."

"I can only follow my father to become a doctor, but I have been looking for ways to become a powerful person."

"If others don't give it to me, then I will create a path myself."

"Didn't those ancient powers go out their own paths like this?"

"Aren't those powerful magical techniques created by ancient powers?"

Ackermann looked at the head of the Secretariat.

Sure enough, everyone who can reach the top from the bottom.

Everyone who can break the rules.

Not simple.

No matter they are evil and righteous, no matter what kind of will they uphold, they must have talents and perseverance that ordinary people do not possess.

It's like the dark moon that once was.

Ackermanmon remembered the man again. He hated him very much, but he had to say it.

He yearns for it very much.

Longing for the perseverance and strength of will, yearning for the freedom that is unrestrained.

"Some people's will can break through the constraints and gain true freedom."

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"They can even change the world."

Akmanmon, who has been imprisoned, has no physical freedom, but has long begun to yearn for the strength and freedom of power and will.

Thero, the chief of the Corpse Eater Secretology, didn't know what Ackermann was thinking, and then talked about what happened later.

"I have collected a lot of knowledge about divine arts, but no matter what, I can only wander on the edge of the shallowest power."

"So, who is proficient in medical skills, I began to try to use the secrets of the human body. I think the body of the wisdom seed contains the secrets left by the gods; that is the most powerful force, and beyond all power."

"One day."

"I couldn't help but eat the human body as the rumor said."

"I want to find that kind of power, the power left by the gods, what myths give us."

Thirot's face was full of madness.

His expression was dark, and there was no trace of the pity that people should have in his inhuman eyes. In his eyes, the same kind seemed to be just the material for experiments.

But Akmanmon just stood by his side calmly, and he didn't seem to be too afraid of such a person.

Maybe it was because they all fell into madness.

After that, Thero finally spoke of the curse.

"I searched for the power I wanted from the body of the wisdom seed, time and time again."

"Until one day I suddenly realized that I was cursed."

"That is an invisible force that entangles my spirituality, like a hanging knife."

“I was scared at the beginning.”

"But after fear, I began to wonder why I didn't study and use this power."

"Isn't this sensible power, this tangible power, more direct than my blind search for other powers?"

"It's just that I didn't expect that after being cursed, my original experiment made progress beyond imagination."

"Through what this curse refers to, I discovered the true secret of the human body, and I discovered the blood in my body."

Thero was extremely excited when he said this.
To be continued...