Pretending to turn the pages of the book, the first thing that appeared in front of Cangye was a familiar string of words:

Remember! Don't explore, don't believe! That ancient evil being!

The passage was written in a sloppy manner, with a few traces of alteration, and a dark red blood flower that had solidified on the last word.

One can imagine what kind of fear and torment the author was carrying when he wrote this paragraph.

Long ago in the multiverse, when the Titans still ruled the Endless Plane, there was a group of unspeakable beings on the edge of the lightless world, who were also gods, but the gods called them evil gods.

The Primordial Evil God, or the Eternal Nightmare of the Gods.

No one can peer into the true face of these beings, and the Titans know them best, as they have fought a long war with these beings from the dimensions of chaos and madness.

And the result of this war is the fall of the Titans and the rise of the gods!

The Eternal Nightmares have re-sunk to the surface of the water, never to appear in the universe since, but in their short reign, they have left behind the seeds of chaos in every plane.

The Necronomicon represents the largest seed of all, and in an unknown timeline, the book has been split into countless volumes, as well as many more solitary pages and fragments.

The book in front of Night's eyes comes from a depraved and crazy bard.

This man was originally a chant of the Church of Dawn Light, but after falling for unknown reasons, he killed an entire church of worshippers and fled to Prometheus, joined the Red Dawn cult, and then defected.

It wasn't until one of the members of the 'Secret Magician's House' Association was out on a trip that he found the Bard in a cave in the wilderness that had turned into bones, and two books were placed next to the corpse.

One is a diary written by himself, and the other is what he sees in front of the night.

The only information that could be found in the Mystic Mage's House on this night could establish a weak connection to the 'Nightmare of Eternity'.

The book is full of scribbled handwriting, and the writing is inferior to that of third-rate writers, and the facts recorded are indeed secret, taboo, and terrifying.

Secret Cult ...... Corpse Eating ......

The reason why the bard has degenerated from a chant to a cult figure who chases both black and white is that he joined this secret cult and became a follower of the corpse-eating cult.

Based on the data in the book, Cangye corroborated it with his own database information, trying to deduce the real information.

At this moment, a soft female voice came from Cangye's ears, and the sweet and glutinous voice made people feel like an ant crawling all over the bones:

"Sir, are you also interested in the Corpse Eating Cult?"

Bite!

After the data is processed, the data is poured into the film and television retinum, and this data is carefully recorded in the night.

"I heard that the Ghoul Cult is not an ordinary cult, and the followers inside like to call themselves ghouls......

Cangye didn't answer, the female voice chuckled, and then talked to herself.

As if he didn't notice anything unusual, Cangye closed the book and deduced it in his mind.

The messy knowledge gradually came together, about parts of the Necrophyrcism.

This sect is one of the most daring and evil cults, or rather, those cults that believe in evil gods, false gods, and themselves are not in front of them at all, because the corpse eating cult believes in the real evil gods.

The followers of such secret cults are bold, crazy, and irrational, and only true madmen believe in the primordial evil gods.

The Necro-Eating Cult has been hiding in Prometheus, and it will be a long time before they begin to move.

"Ghouls are said not to be undead, but rather to be creatures that look like gnolls, but are much larger than gnolls, love to eat corpses, and will do all sorts of disgusting things to corpses......"

Cangye ignored it, as if to provoke the woman, and the tone of her voice continued to rise, as if thousands of ducks were arguing in Cangye's ears.

A silver-encrusted wand flew in, and the statue head at the top issued a warning:

"Your Excellency, you have violated the Tranquility Agreement, and the first warning is hereby issued."

The woman immediately closed her mouth, not daring to provoke the wand, but stared at the night with a murderous gaze.

Dare to ignore me...... No polite guys!

Biting her lips, the woman seemed to keep in mind the man who dared to offend her.

Finally, the night glanced back at her.

What appeared in front of Cangye was a face with a thousand charms and slightly embarrassed eyes.

The bumpy figure is wrapped in a gorgeous, wide crimson mage robe, and the rare purple hair is coiled into three intertwined braids around the left ear, which is sexy and charming, but also adds a bit of youth and liveliness.

Cangye looked up indifferently and looked at her.

The moment she looked at the night, the woman seemed to be frightened, took a few steps back, and quickly reacted after a short scream, covering her mouth tightly with her hand.

But it was still late.

The wand flew again, and an emotionless voice came out:

"Your Excellency, you have violated the Quiet Agreement for the second time, and a second warning is hereby issued......"

"I know, I know!"

The woman interrupted the wand impatiently.

After her emotions seemed to have stabilized, she looked at the night again, as if intentionally or unintentionally avoiding the direct gaze with the night.

"Your Excellency, is there something wrong?"

The cold voice of the night sounded, and it seemed to be even more emotionless than a wand.

The woman was dissatisfied with the attitude of the night, and looked at the other party's clothes, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.

A warlord is eligible to enter the public library of the 'House of the Secret Mage'?

Hurriedly stopped blurting out sarcastic words, her cunning eyes rolled, the woman grinned and laughed, and then said:

"Your Excellency, I see that you are quite interested in the Corpse Eating Sect, I just happen to have information about the Corpse Eating Sect here, are you interested?"

After hearing this, Cangye's super brain immediately worked, as if it was deducing the truth of what the person in front of him said.

A polygraph can be detected by the other person's facial expressions, hand and foot movements, heart beating, and other aspects. The female in front of her did not have the qualities of a psychological master, and her primitive polygraph ability still worked for her.

Bite!

As a result, what the other party said was true.

After getting the accurate results, Cangye said indifferently:

"What price do I have to pay?"

The woman's expression became a little playful, and she looked the night up and down with her hands behind her back, and then said:

"You take off your mask, let me see your face, and if it looks good, I'll give you the information."

The price is simply insignificant!

Without hesitation, Cangye took off his mask and revealed his true face.

At this moment, the expression on the woman's face froze instantly.

Two flushes flew up her cheeks, she had never seen a man as beautiful and good-looking as the night, no, even most women could not compare to him!

Isn't this face really the work of those goddamn gods?

The other party's expression was in Cangye's eyes, and he knew that it was the [Personal Charm] ability that played a role.

"Yes...... Okay, you...... Put your mask on. ”

Trying to suppress the shyness in her heart, the woman stammered.

Cangye nodded, put the mask back on, and asked casually:

"Can you give me the information?"

The woman handed over a scroll with a red face, glanced at the night, and quickly whispered:

"My name is Pandora......"

Night's hand paused in mid-air for a moment, then continued, taking the scroll.

Pandora......

The long-sealed memory awakened again, and the face with a pure smile reappeared in his mind.

Shaking his head, Cangye swept away the memory, he knew that the person in front of him was not the same person as Pandora, and the name was also a clever misunderstanding.

The language spoken by Pandora in front of her is not a lingua franca, but a magical language that has been used in the caster's world, referred to as magical Norman.

Norman is obscure, and is the medium used to write magic books and magic scrolls; Norman can promote the release of spells, instead of the lingua franca to cast spells, and the power increases by 10%~15% on average.

In magical Norman, the pronunciation of 'Pandora' translates to 'Lilith'.