Her lips were pale, and her body was trembling uncontrollably. This person not only knew everything, but also knew the absolute inside story. All of this was absolutely impossible, unless he was also...

Jiang Fan was stunned for a long time before slowly speaking: "I, I...I am..."

Suddenly, he showed an extremely angry look and looked up at the dark sky: "I really want to know who stole my... and my heavenly book!"

As soon as the words "Book of Heaven" came out of her mouth, Hathaway could no longer control herself and fell to the ground with her knees weak. The fisherman was also shocked and looked at Jiang Fan speechless.

Everything that happened after Jiang Fan met the Sea Dragon King was beyond the scope of the fisherman's cognition. From the continents and routes they talked about to the sacred mountains, gods, angels, churches, and the earth-shattering heavenly books, the fisherman's heart

Turning up huge waves that have never been seen before.

There seemed to be a lot of information that was beyond the human world and came like an overwhelming amount of information, which made this expert who was one of the few in the world also fall into an extremely huge shock.

And that last sentence made the fisherman suddenly realize that he could no longer understand the young man in front of him.

He seemed to be shrouded in an extremely mysterious halo, transcending the human world...

"God...you are a god..."

After a long time, Hathaway said with trembling lips.

Jiang Fan looked at her but said nothing, casting his confused eyes into the dark distance.

The calm and deep sea meets the night, with no boundaries visible, like a curtain of chaos...

Hathaway suddenly fell to the ground, prostrated himself on the boat, and murmured to himself, as if he was telling something piously.

——

Although he boarded his ship, Jiang Fan locked himself in his room for a whole day and night and never came out again.

Finally, this fisherman who had been able to sit in Bailuzhou for twenty years couldn't bear it anymore and pushed open Jiang Fan's door.

You were surprised when you entered.

The young man in front of him was disheveled, his long hair was messy, he was holding a pen in his hand, and he was daubing something on the white paper on the floor. It seemed to be a weird, curved text that he had never seen before.

"Boy..."

The fisherman walked in quickly and called several times, but he saw that Jiang Fan was just muttering to himself like a demon, smearing on the ground randomly, his eyes were dazed from time to time, and he seemed to be unconscious.

"What's going on... I have modified many plots and names in the myth, but obviously, obviously they are copied. Where did they come from... and who are they..."

This seemed to be a bit crazy. The fisherman felt anxious and couldn't help but step forward to transfer some real energy to him.

But Jiang Fan suddenly raised his head and looked at him with a somewhat erratic look: "Yes... that's right, someone took my thing, the Greek mythology volume, and then... yes... it should be like this, but why...

…Why do you do this?”

Suddenly he seemed to remember something again: "No, no, only those people know about this... But they have no reason to give it to others... It's also wrong, if they didn't give it to others, why can other people understand this text...

This text has not yet been formed..."

The fisherman's heart was trembling, and he always felt that there was something he couldn't hear, maybe it was some kind of secret that shook the world.

But Jiang Fan's state was really not right, which made him uneasy at all. Just when he was about to speak, Jiang Fan dropped his brush and grabbed his arms: "It's weird... Do you think so? Why? Even if I say it's a heavenly book...

… But I also said that they are just mythical stories in the Book of Heaven... Why should we imitate myths and create them in reality? Gods? No, no... They are not gods. In my eyes, there are no gods..."

When Jiang Fan spoke, not only was his speech incoherent, but he was also obviously a little distracted and didn't pay attention to who it was.

However, the fisherman felt that his heart and mind were trembling. What do you mean, there is no spirit in my eyes?

Who can have such a big tone?

There is no god in your eyes, are you the real god?

Thinking of this, even the fisherman, who was the leader of the four hermits, couldn't help but shudder.

"Yes...it's certain that they are plagiarizing me. Every word is written by me, and every name is renamed by me...It's strange...it's strange, right? All of this happened in a place thousands of miles away.

Places appear in the world, they... what are they going to do? What..."

There is great information and great terror in Jiang Fan's words!

The fisherman's first impression is that the Book of Heaven was written by Jiang Fan!

This is a huge message, an infinitely terrifying message. If the Book of Heaven was written by him, then... he said just now that there is no god in his eyes, which can only explain his conjecture. He is the true god! He may even be the only true god!

And listening to what he meant, it seemed that someone had brought his heavenly book into reality. The Sea Dragon King and the others seemed to come from that place. That foreign woman’s so-called land of gods. ωωw..net

The fisherman was so shocked that he couldn't speak. The information was so messy that he couldn't even understand it, let alone sort it out.

Seeing Jiang Fan becoming more and more confused, the fisherman finally couldn't help it and slapped him on the head. Suddenly, Jiang Fan fell into a deep sleep.

Looking at the strange ghostly symbols all over the ground, the fisherman was speechless. None of the strange characters could be understood by him. Could it be that these are the characters in the heavenly book?

Slowly sorting out the scattered things, the fisherman carefully placed them on the table. He looked back at the sleeping young man, his eyes filled with awe.

Who is he? The emperor's grandson is resurrected, or is he a banished immortal? In other words, is he simply an immortal reincarnated by the emperor's grandson? Does the so-called true god of the woman from this country, or an immortal, really exist in the fairy world?

The fisherman fell into deep confusion.

Jiang Fan woke up again. It was already morning. He stretched out and rubbed his head. He felt a little pain for no reason. He couldn't help but grinned and muttered: "Did you sleep with a stiff neck?"

The fisherman who had been guarding him all night saw his clear eyes and knew that he was getting better, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Little..., you scared me."

Jiang Fan scratched his head: "What's wrong? What happened?"

The fisherman shook his head: "You have been in a daze all day and night. Can't you remember what happened?"

Jiang Fan held his chin and thought about it carefully. The last memory he had was of prostrating himself to Hathaway and then forgetting about it. He couldn't help but grin: "It's been a whole day and a night, I don't even remember... What weird thing did I do?"

"You..." The fisherman was about to say, but suddenly his eyes moved: "You are just a little crazy. You are talking about myths, heavenly books, illusory reality, etc. I can't understand you."

"Ah——" Jiang Fan was stunned, and finally some impressions were restored in his mind, and he suddenly felt a little frightened.

"What else did you hear?"

The fisherman said angrily: "What you said is confusing, who can understand it?"

Jiang Fan was slightly relieved. In fact, what happened yesterday really stimulated him, but what really stimulated him was not Hathaway's so-called country, but some deeper and more terrifying information.

"Haha, maybe it's hysteria, it's probably seasick... um..."
Chapter completed!