The pages of the book were clattering, and his eyes fell on the books in his hand, and Morel's mind was unconsciously addicted to it.

There is a blank space on the pages, but through these blank pages Morel saw a bizarre world, with science fiction worlds with technology as the king, warships scattered across the starry sky, with great power to belong to itself, with a super fantasy world with pinching the center and taking the moon, with a doomsday coming, with a struggle of human beings, with a piece of wasteland, and the wasteland world where human beings survive tenaciously, has different forms and all-encompassing.

As time passes, the pages are still turning, some pages are disappearing, and some pages are born. This is an endless book, almost infinite.

After calming down, Morel took his eyes off the books.

"Nightmare Space is really a good name, a combination of absurdity and dream, which seems real and illusory. It is not so much a book as a world of thousands of fantasy."

After seeing through some of the essence of this book, Morel's heart was shocked.

Hearing Morel's praise, a happy smile appeared on Thupunos's face. As an author, He was sincerely happy that his work was loved by others.

"It's true. This book can be said to be a summary of my life, and it is all-encompassing. However, because it is too grand, there are many flaws in it. I need to correct them one by one. Only in this way can this be a qualified work."

Without hiding his complacentness, nor deliberately covering up his shortcomings, Shupunos whispered.

Looking at Thupunos like this, Morel narrowed his eyes.

"Master, the essence of this book is actually an extension of your power. If I bring Him into the Boya World, it will probably soon arouse the alertness of the gods. After all, there is a dream god in the Boya World."

After understanding some of the essence of the book Nightmare Space, Morel directly mentioned his difficulties.

Hearing this, looking at Morel with a serious face, Seopnos's expression remained unchanged.

"Don't worry about this. The little guy Molpex is now indulging in the dream. He will not wake up. When the other gods realize that something is wrong, the nightmare space has long been integrated into the dream of sentient beings."

The words are low, with a reassuring calmness and confidence. Obviously, Shupunos has long considered these situations.

Upon hearing this, Morel's thoughts kept rolling. Moorph was the dream god of Boya's great world. Although his reputation was not obvious, he was indeed a powerful divine power. However, judging from the meaning revealed in the words of Supnos, this powerful divine power seemed to have fallen into His control.

"Although the appearance of the Nightmare Space will inevitably attract the attention and pursuit of the gods, I believe you have enough ability to cover yourself up. In fact, this is also the reason why I chose you. If you can agree, I can agree to you in return."

Looking at the silent Morel, Seopnos continued.

"I understand, Master of the Tower, I will bring the book Nightmare Space into the Boya World."

Without any refusal, or there was no room for choice, Morel agreed. With the help of the power of the Infinite Gate and the cooperation of Siggar's causal power, the danger of this matter is still within the controllable range.

Hearing such an answer, the smile on Shupunos's face became brighter.

"Now you can pick a book from here and take it away and make a small request, and I will satisfy you as much as possible."

The sound of Shupunos's words fell, and at the next moment, one or two-color or simple inspiration suddenly burst out from the original ordinary study.

The perception was slightly relaxed, and messages came to my heart. Morel's tenacious mind was a little confused at this moment. There were hundreds of secrets above the seventh level in this small study, many of which were lost by the outside world, spanning multiple worlds and multiple roads, plus other mysterious knowledge, this small study seemed to be a microcosm of the extraordinary world.

After calming down the shock in his mind, Morel quickly browsed and looked for what he wanted. This was a rare opportunity.

After a while, his heart was suddenly touched, and a light flashed through his blue eyes. Morel stretched out his hand and a book with two fingers thick fell into His hands.

The cover is dark red, engraved with a golden sun, exuding a scorching atmosphere and a dazzling golden light, making it difficult to get close to.

"On the essence of the gods."

Whispered softly, and stroked the name of the book with his fingertips. Morel didn't expect to see such a book here. According to the information previously reported, this book elaborates on the various characteristics of the gods in detail.

Opening the cover, Morel looked at the title page of the book, which said that God is the borer of the world and the enemy of all living beings, and the signature is Helios.

The message on the title page is indeed surprising, but from the perspective of a wizard, it is not unacceptable. After all, wizards and gods have never been dealt with, but what really surprised Morel was the source of this sentence.

Helios, a very ordinary name, is ordinary, but as the seventh level of the Eternal Tower, Morel knew that this name actually refers to the eighth level existence behind the Supreme Tower and Ragnarok.

There are four towers in the world of truth, and each one has an eighth level behind it. Although the Blood Source of the Desolation was the earliest, Ragnarok was the first wizard tower to be promoted to the highest.

Both of the eighth-levels, Helios is far older than the Shupnos. He achieved the eighth-level in the late Golden Age when the gods walked on the earth and dominated the entire world. He was the first eighth-level wizard among the human race. It was his appearance that completely changed the status of the human race and laid the foundation for the rise of the human race.

Seeing Morel choose this book, Shupunos frowned, but he didn't say anything after all.

"Master, I chose this book."

After looking through it, the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, and Morel made his own choice.

Upon hearing this, Shupnos nodded.

"This book was written by Helios. It contains the path to the gods and the art of killing gods. You can understand it, but whether you really want to learn it needs to be carefully considered, because this is knowledge that is regarded as a taboo by the gods. Even once the traces are revealed, the people at Ragnarok will not necessarily tolerate your existence, because the knowledge in this book involves the foundation of Ragnarok. Whether it is the magic of killing Gods or virtual gods, you can find shadows from it. Although Helios doesn't care, others at Ragnarok may not think so."

Looking at Morel, who had decided to do so, Thupunos reminded him that this book has no obvious origin, and He read it, but Morel was different.

Hearing this, he understood the meaning of Supnos's words, pondered for a while, Morel nodded and put away the book.

"Okay, you can make your request?"

Since Morel had made his own choice, Seupnos didn't say anything more.

"Tower Master, I want to know some relevant knowledge about the eighth level."

Having already had an idea in his mind, Morel made his own request. He did not seek a complete eighth-level secret. After all, this value is too high, and there is no special designation. He just put forward a vague request. How much he can get in the end depends entirely on Shupunos' decision.

Hearing this, Seupnos glanced at Morel deeply.

"The eighth level is a process of constantly tracing the source. Each eighth level road is different. When you truly become the eighth level, you will naturally understand how to go. You can only refer to other people's paths, and you cannot really walk, otherwise you will not be you."

As he spoke, a heavy stone book slowly condensed in Shupunos's hands. It was ancient and the vicissitudes of life dragged the entire study into that distant wilderness era.

"This is the book of Titan, the inheritance left by the ancestor of the giant. Although it is not complete enough, it is enough for reference to give you some understanding of the eighth level. Fortunately, that one has fallen, otherwise I would not have been able to get Him."

Tinking softly, Shupunos handed the Book of Titans to the one who saw Morel.

Looking at this eighth-level inheritance, Morel curbed the greed in his heart and did not pick it up immediately.

"The path of the giant ancestor lies in power. His inheritance is of high proportion to your nature. It is possible to comprehend. The most important thing is that He is dead. The danger of comprehending this inheritance will be minimized, but you need to remember what I said before, you can read, learn, and not really go."

Without caring about Morel's hesitation, Seupnos continued to speak.

Hearing this, taking a deep breath, Morel picked up the Book of Titans.

Seeing such a scene, a hint of admiration flashed in Shupunos' eyes. When he was constantly in trouble, this inheritance was indeed a rare opportunity for Morel now.

"Thank you, Lord Tower."

After putting away the Book of Titans, Morel expressed his gratitude.

Upon hearing this, Xiupunus accepted it calmly.

"I look forward to your future."

The sound of words drifts away, the picture is distorted, and everything disappears.

In the starry sky, it was like waking up from a dream, and time was still at that moment. Morel did not hesitate and disappeared with Itris.

"A body like the Emperor of Warcraft, some kind of secret method to cut the true spirit, Sean Montel, an interesting little guy."

After sitting at the desk, the sun was dim and Seupnos's figure was swallowed up by the shadows.
Chapter completed!