Im Not A Demon Lord's
Chapter 34's
Out of the shop, Situ He heaved a sigh of relief.
He looked at the fog in front of him and lit a flashlight in his hand.
The flashlight illuminated the fog, illuminating the clear path.
He knew that as long as he continued through this path, he could leave this place and return to the real world.
Therefore, he stepped forward.
Slowly disappearing into the fog…
…
Han Li walked out of the fog and immediately turned off the flashlight.
Because he was not at all sure how long this flashlight battery would last. How long does the bulb keep working? Can the parts be replaced?
Therefore, he realized that he should really appreciate it.
However, as soon as his toes came out of the fog, the ravings in his ears returned.
But he's no longer afraid.
Because he already knew how to ease the torment inflicted by the rant.
Han Li stared at the book he held tightly in his hand.
The book is thin, but it looks very heavy.
The text on the cover has been distorted.
Han Li opened the page of the book and studied the horrifying knowledge written in it.
Soon he learned a method, or perhaps it was called a technique, to train his mind. It is called Mind Condensation.
It is a method to train the mind, designed by an ancient and terrifying existence for its relatives.
His goal was for his mentally weak relatives to be able to serve him and his descendants.
And Mind-Condensing is the most basic of his techniques.
It was a way to increase one's Mind Energy and endurance by condensing one's own soul.
It was a perfect fit for Han Li in his current situation.
Because he had eaten a handful of evil spirits.
His soul energy was enough.
Therefore, Han Li found a fairly clean house on a dilapidated street nearby.
He sits.
He put the book in front of him.
From the pages of the book, a blurred image appeared.
It was extremely cold, and a blizzard howled as it swept across the world.
A group of people crawled on the ground.
In the sky, a huge snowball appeared. It was indescribable and dangerous.
All the clouds turned to sulfur.
People started offering sacrifices because of their great fear. They pledge their allegiance to this great immortal being.
He's very satisfied.
Therefore, he made them his brothers and sisters.
He is Deathwalker.
The terrifying existence that served the semi-immortal Kaiser was even greater in Yellow.
Looking at this blurred image, Han Li studied the authentic use of the Mind Condensation technique as recorded in this book.
He finally understood.
He realized that this book would never produce any effect if it were given to anyone else in this world.
At the moment when people other than him who came into contact with this book saw the horrifying texts written in it, they will soon be driven mad by all the crazy desires and twisted thoughts contained in the texts.
He was the only one who could read this book without going crazy.
He had obtained permission from the master in the fog. Now he could never be hurt by that crazy desire and twisted thought.
He could successfully use this Mind Condensing secret technique without sustaining any injuries of any kind.
Except for him, even humans who were recognized as relatives and relatives by Deathwalker would eventually go down the inevitable path of madness.
Because these crazy desires and twisted minds are completely unsuitable for humans.
After taking a deep breath, Han Li began to slowly calm his mind bit by bit according to the method recorded in the book.
Not just because he just put it into his soul.
As he condensed his mind, Han Li's body gradually expanded.
She no longer looked like a young girl of 17 or 18.
He had now reached the maturity of a woman around 24 or 25 years old.
This was because as his soul grew stronger, the traits of the succubus would also affect his body.
Finally, as the sun rose, Han Li completed his first Condensation.
His soul was at least a third stronger than before.
The sound of babbling in his ears now had a much less effect.
“If this continues...,” Han Li said to himself, “.... Maybe soon I can break free from this ravishing torment altogether!”
“Maybe in a moment, I can try hunting moss and making Elixir of Ascension.”
Yet…
For some unknown reason, Han Li felt extremely uneasy.
In a sort of trance, he felt that something terrible and terrifying seemed to have noticed him through the countless world barriers.
Looks like it wasn't the Deathwalker he saw in the picture.
The vibrations and smells are very different.
The Deathwalker he saw in the picture was evil, terrifying, and powerful.
The feelings he got from Deathwalker were like clouds in the sky and a gentle breeze in the universe. It does not have a specific shape or a fixed size.
Its nature is short-sighted and volatile.
Now, however, the one who had realized his fear crossed the borders of countless worlds like a crime that had existed since the beginning of time.
Diablo is crazy and scary…
He came from the depths of the sea; he was in the dreamland. He was born a destroyer!
Unwittingly but inescapably, Han Li had an overwhelming feeling.
If he continued to use the knowledge in the Spiritual Sacrifice of Deathwalker to strengthen himself, sooner or later, that crazy Diablo would come to him after descending into this world.
He would try to completely annihilate it, along with the entire world!
After taking a deep breath, Han Li looked at the book.
He knew he had to make a choice.
Should he continue or give up?
If he continued, one day, that crazy Diablo would definitely find him right when he arrived at a certain tipping point.
Then, in the blink of an eye, he could descend into this universe, bringing madness and destruction to all who live in the world.
If he gives up …
Han Li suddenly raised his head. His expression became firm.
“How can I possibly give up?” he asked himself.
“And how can I be brave enough to give up?”
Giving up not only meant suicide, as he would be tortured to death by the ravings in his ears and even rotated into a terrifying and unknown monster.
More importantly, he would also let down his master in the fog.
Betraying promises and not walking the right path…
Among humans, such behavior is the definition of a despicable person that not everyone likes.
In the eyes of the bookstore owner in the fog, what kind of image would he and the rest of the world assume?
Han Li knew the answer to that question.
He would definitely be branded useless, cowardly, and trashy.
Han Li was very clear about the human attitude towards useless waste. Useless tools will be recycled and reprinted, and, for discarded materials, will be thrown into the trash or thrown into the furnace.
Thinking of this, Han Li dispelled his fear.
He knelt down and took the Spiritual Sacrifice of the Deathwalker from where he had placed it on the ground.
Then he stepped to the door.
That Diablo, that crazy Diablo, if he wants to come to her, so be it.
Han Li refused to believe that his master in the fog would only let him be destroyed by Diablo.
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