Destruction, pain.

In Donald's memory, the dark green flame should still have these two abilities, but at this time, all he can use is activation, or another name for this ability in his memory - the power of life.

The other two abilities disappeared?

Or is it that this ability is also incomplete because it absorbs only fragments?

Donald felt that he couldn't think of a reason for the time being, so he simply put this matter aside for now. It seems that this technique of activation has a great potential for application.

He only knows how to use it now, but he doesn't know how to combine this ability with his own fighting style, which requires research and experimentation.

But this is not something that can be figured out overnight. Waving the candle to change it back to its original state is not suitable for experimenting in the room.

So Donald turned his attention back to the Book of Darkness. This book was originally used by him as a back-hand to subdue demons, but in the end it didn't come in handy. Of course, he wouldn't think this book was useless. So many people value it, naturally because of its preciousness.

Before, I didn't know how to transform it into a complete state, but now it's different, with the help of Dr. Meat-Eating Hannibal.

"Hannibal."

Putting Doctor Flesh in front of him, Donald lowered his voice and activated his mental power at the same time.

The skeleton was pulled from the flesh and blood again and turned to the front. Two scarlet lights ignited in the hollow eye sockets, and Donald's fingers suddenly throbbed.

"You've changed...the taste of your meat seems to have changed too, it's not bad, what's the good thing about it, oh, wait...it's a good thing, your flesh can actually be Makes me more active and interesting."

The dark golden bone teeth were chewing back and forth while talking, and Donald looked at the blue veins.

"Hey, didn't you say you don't really eat meat? Why take another bite."

The pain in the fingers is not like a hallucination.

"I said that you don't need to enshrine real flesh and blood when you ask questions, and I didn't say that you don't need to enshrine flesh and blood when you wake me up. Don't worry, it's just a small bite. How much can I eat with one ring? And with your current physique, It's easy to grow back, ah... I seem to see a delicious meal."

"What do you mean, it's easy to grow back?"

"Literally, of course, your flesh and blood are completely different from when you first signed the contract with me, I can feel them full of vitality, things that are very good for you, I believe you will feel this soon yourself, saying Well, what are you looking for me to do, if you want to say a few words to me, then for the sake of you treating me to a meal, I can give you this opportunity, remember to cherish it."

Dr. Meat-eating kept chewing slowly, and the bloodshot on the skull surface was gradually absorbed by the ring surface during this chewing action.

"I want to know how the Dark Books can become complete. They are relics left by my parents, just like you..."

"You don't need to remind me, I will tell you completely about this, and I can give you an additional message. The blood you need to donate to this question has already been paid for by you, so you can do it now. Do you want to listen?"

Doctor Flesh interrupted Donald directly.

"It can also be offered by others"

Donald is very interested in someone giving blood and blood on his behalf in advance. If he can get someone else to replace him, he can naturally ask questions at will.

"Of course it is, but it must be someone I approve of. You can understand it as someone who signed a contract with me. You can designate a strange thing and someone now, and when I meet the person you designated, when After I sign a contract with him, he can know the secret of this strange object you designated."

"It must be someone who holds you to make substitutional offerings? In other words, it's my parents who help me pay for this blood?"

Only the holder can donate, and Doctor Flesh will only speak to his contractor, otherwise he will not reveal a single word of the secret to anyone else.

"To be precise, it was Abbot Grant, who was my previous master. Before he put me in that abominable clock tower, he made a sacrifice of flesh and blood, and the designated wonders were the Dark Book and its other books. The designated person is you... Do you want to listen now?"

"certainly."

Expressing his gratitude to his predecessor's father in his heart, Donald said.

"The dull 2 ​​and the wrapped 3 need to be combined. Now that you have two things in your hand, you can try it immediately, light the parchment, and place the dark book on the flames produced by the parchment burning. Bake it, and the outer barrier set up by your parents will disappear and restore its original appearance."

The words are very concise and the meaning is very clear. Many things that you can't figure out after racking your brains will be very simple when you know the result.

The wrapped 3 is parchment paper. Donald guessed right, but when a normal person doesn't know the truth, who would burn one of these relics without saying a word?

If this method is wrong, wouldn't the Dark Book never be restored to its original state?

Donald flipped through the parchment, pinched his nose, and suddenly let out a low laugh. Only then did he realize that the Grants still had a hint. The passage in the parchment mentioned 'burn yourself', The semantic pun not only refers to burning one's own soul, but it may actually mean that people burn this parchment.

"They're all smart people... just burn them?"

The smile disappeared.

"Yes, burning the parchment is actually the external key of the seal. Burning it is to open the seal."

"That's all, is there any other information? Didn't you say you know how to use all the strange things?"

Donald thought that Doctor Flesh would also tell him how to use the Dark Book.

It turns out that he thinks too much.

"Are you sure you want me to tell you the detailed usage of the Dark Book? With your current body, it won't kill you, but you may have to find someone who can take care of you for the next 5 to 10 years. Of course, if you choose to designate someone else Knowing this, I won't stop it."

"That's fine... when I didn't say that."

What a joke, if something goes wrong at this time, let alone 5 to 10 years, I'm afraid he will have to become a fool in a few days.

"I suggest you ask me about this parchment. Since I haven't eaten in a long time, I can tell you that there is something wrong with it. For you, the problem may be serious."

Just when Donald decided to give up the questioning, Doctor Flesh suddenly said.

"How much do you need?"

Donald was a little hesitant. It was the first time he used Dr. Flesh-eating seriously, and of course he didn't mean to back down. Abbot Grant helped him pay for the previous question about the Dark Book, which made him feel like he had earned it. Ask a question as if it was left over from before.

"Not much, just mental exhaustion for a short period of time."

"Well, tell me, what's wrong with the parchment?"

When he heard that it was just mental exhaustion, and it was only for a short period of time, Donald immediately said that there was no problem.

"There is no problem with the parchment itself, but I found that a layer of special enchantment was attached to its surface. This is not left by Abbott. As long as there is any touch, it will transmit a message. As for what message, it will be transmitted. For whom, I don't know, I'm only responsible for the situation of strange objects, well, after the answer is completed, I'm going to start collecting rewards."

As soon as he finished speaking, the red light in the eyes of Doctor Flesh-Eater suddenly lit up.

"Boundary? Sending a message? Wait, I haven't..."

Donald was still thinking about the meaning of Dr. Meat-eating's words, but in the next second, his whole body seemed to be drawn out. He rolled his eyes and fainted very simply.

Finger was lying on the bed and fell asleep. He was very tired today.

The one next to the bed was actually more tired.

tick~

With the familiar sound of water droplets, Donald opened his eyes. This was his spiritual world, brand new.

In terms of area, it has nearly doubled the size of the original one.

In terms of interior arrangement, the overall style is still his original state. Surrounding the whole room is a large number of wooden shelves for storing books, but this time the height is higher than before, and it appears in the middle of the wall of the room. A wraparound stone corridor.

The table in the middle of the house is now a large black and red table with unknown materials~lightnovelpub.net~ The things on it are no longer just pen and paper and a clock. On the left side of the table, there is a cover. There is a book with a convex dark golden skull on it, and the first time Donald saw it, he thought of Doctor Flesh.

On the right side of the tabletop is a round **** object made of gray bones similar to an arena, and there are 10 small bone cages in the center, which are empty.

This is the bone spirit plate? Those 10 cages represent the 10 souls it can absorb.

Immediately afterwards, Donald saw a round white meat ball suddenly appearing from the upper right corner of the table. It had a nose, eyes, and four stubby calves. What was striking was its large mouth that took up half of its volume.

This is the siphon bone ring...

At present, all the items related to Donald's spirit have materialized in a special form here, which really surprised Donald.

At this time, there was a sound of stones turning behind the table, and a familiar chair slowly rose from the ground. This is the chair that Mineato had made. The back of the chair is about two to three meters high. But it is not lenient, only one person is allowed to sit on it.

When Donald stepped forward and sat down, three small lampstands rose up in the upper left, middle, and upper right corners of the table. On the central lampstand, a small dark green burning man was constantly swaying from side to side. The entire spiritual world was here. There was a lot of light in the moment.

"Is this my world? My world alone!"

Living alone is always more comfortable than sharing a room with others. Donald picked up the pen and was full of interest.