Soul of Negary

Cromi dived into the house, looking for some books and sniffing it in front of his nose.

He couldn't smell anything, but a little thing was sucked out by him and entered his head.

A trace of the picture appeared in Kromi's mind. From when it was still a tree, wood pulp, ink, and a process, a book was created.

From the manufacturer to the bookstore, the picture circulated quickly, and finally Cromi saw the corpse not long ago, the man named Horton, who took the book from the servant's hand, then filled it on the bookshelf, and never moved again. pass.

Holden didn't buy books originally for reading, he just wanted to pretend.

Until one hand appeared on the bookshelf and the book was pulled out, Cromi also saw the owner of the hand.

He carefully looked at the book, and he was extremely serious. He seemed to attach great importance to knowledge. Even if Chromie was a man, or both men and women, after seeing each other, they had to admit the charm of the other person beyond the limits of humanity.

The other party is holding the book and standing in front of the bookshelf, like the most perfect picture, and at the same time it makes people feel terrified, as if he is watching something dangerous.

Standing in front of this person, no, Cromy felt that he was standing on the edge of the abyss, dangerous, ominous, frightening, but desirable.

Only the next moment, the person in the picture suddenly turned his head and looked to himself.

An ominous sense appeared in Cromi's heart.

The man in his vision seemed to be alive, and it was only the other person's eyes that made Cromi feel the catastrophe.

In the Lingshi screen, there should be nothing around this person. Why does the other party suddenly look at himself.

"It's not a formal meeting, Kromy." The next moment, the dangerous presence laughed and spoke slowly words that made Kromy terrified.

Now Negri was sitting in another place, putting down the book in his hand, gazing forward as if watching something.

"It's a really interesting state. If I had learned something today, it would at best produce some bad hunches." Negri seemed to be examining something, and soon understood what was going on now.

After Negri shifted his stronghold, he concentrated on studying things like sensory and world perspectives, and then went to read.

But just now, he felt that there was something that looked at him, not around him, but from another angle.

This angle is not the angle of silence before, but to observe yourself from another angle.

With the experience of the Silent Angle, coupled with his large amount of occult knowledge, Negri quickly found a trace of this angle, which seemed to be the world angle that he could use his spiritual consciousness to a limit to see, so Nai Gerry followed the trace, and fully inspired his spiritual consciousness, and found the little thing that peeped at him.

"Are you peeping at me through Spirit Vision or something?" In Spirit Vision, Negri looked at the book in his hand and said with a smile: "Is this book used as a medium?"

"A different angle, spirituality?" Negri observed the changes in the angle of the world, and then landed on Cromi: "If you want to ask anything, just hurry up, I think our time Not much."

Unlike the angle of silence, the angle of silence seems to be another version of the world, but the boundary between life and death is reversed there.

From this perspective, the world's form has changed. He embodies the other aspect of life, the aspect most of us overlook, namely the spirituality of everything.

Spirituality is the connection between things, and it is another kind of information legacy that is difficult for humans to observe.

Negri read this book, and left spirituality in this book. Since the time is not too long, the spirituality above has not faded, so it is possible to be read.

Now here is just all kinds of spirituality left in the books and some kind of spiritual space embodied, and spirituality does not exist forever. Now spirituality is constantly fading away, and not long after, this spiritual space composed of various spiritualities Will disappear, so Negri said that time is running out.

Cromi's body was trembling constantly, and Negri in a spiritual state, part of his essence was also exposed. Cromi felt that he was a fresh and delicious red apple in front of the other party. It is possible to eat him all.

The surroundings gradually became illusory, symbolizing that the spirituality that constitutes here is constantly fading. After all, Negri had finished reading that book, but it did not take long.

If Negri had observed this spirituality and actively observed this side, this spiritual vision space should have collapsed long ago.

Of course, Negri can also fill his own spirituality to assume this spiritual vision space, so that this space exists longer, but it is not necessary, even if according to world consciousness, Kromi has what he needs.

Negri will take what he needs, consume his own interests, wait for other people to make a decision, and give the initiative to the other party. In Negri's view, it is too stupid.

"Please tell me the clues of the silent church, and I am willing to pay the corresponding price." Cromi finally defeated some of his fears. The significance of his current life is for revenge, as long as he can get revenge, and how to deal with this horrible existence.

"Eh, it's quite a good consciousness." Negri knew how much pressure he would have on human beings. The majority of humans either collapsed in fear and chose to attack Negri or surrender to their own. Fear, kneel down completely and under Negri's feet, offer Nagri's forehead.

In this state, Cromi can still calmly negotiate with Negri, even if the posture is very low, but still not let his reason be completely affected by fear.

"In this case, I will give you a gift. Someone will give you what you need, and I will take what I need at the right time." Negri's figure gradually became unreal, Eventually, this vision space collapsed completely.

Kromi withdrew from his sight with sweat, collapsed to the ground, and left the book in his hand aside.

On the other side, Negri regained his gaze, opened his book with a smile on his face, and softly commanded, "Take the things I brought back to Cromi."

The shadow behind him squirmed a bit, and returned to calm again.

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