Demon Change the Earth

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A huge medieval Gothic stone castle, a huge basement space, a pool connected to the ground, and a group of mysterious people in black robes and hoods.

Claude is one of them.

At this time, he was listening to the passionate, passionate and neurotic speech of the leader of the organization.

"Listen, they're dissatisfied, they're venting, they're ranting!"

The leader stood on the high platform by the pool, pointing upwards, as fanatical and devoted as a madman.

"This dissatisfaction, this outburst, this roar, pervades the sky of Queens, will not dissipate, will not weaken, because millions of Parisians have been abandoned, ignored, violated, and trampled!"

"Those capitalists have grabbed the biggest cake in the new century. They are so stingy that they don't even want to share a little bit with us. Yes, just a little bit!"

"Don't underestimate this point. In the old days, they had to give alms out, because individuals are inherently consistent and equal."

"It's different now. Individual differences can be as far away as the Himalayas and the Mariana Trench. The constraints have expired, and they no longer care about it, because we, all Muggles, have lost the power to check and balance!"

"They are so arrogant, so greedy, so despicable and bloodthirsty, they have become new human beings, and they want to solidify the class!"

"The noble ones are noble from the moment the embryo is formed, and the powerful ones are strong from the moment they are born. They want to pass on the nobility and strength from father to son, and from generation to generation, and we, all Muggles, will always be , generation after generation have become their slaves!"

"Therefore, they control the dissemination of potion formulas, master all channels for potion materials to circulate, and set high costs to kill any possibility of leakage from the nails!"

"It's what they're doing, and it's almost there!"

"But they are too arrogant, too greedy, and too stingy!"

"Mystery and power cannot be monopolized by them using these means. Now, today, I will show you a possibility, a possibility to break all this and bring power, fire, and checks and balances back into our hands!"

"call!"

"Aha, many members who just joined us are upset!"

"You think we are summoning demons, corruption and chaos!?"

"Wrong, big mistake, we are in another power that we can use, it is part of the mystery, it has always been there, from the moment of human birth!"

"It exists between reality and fantasy, it has gone through thousands of years, it exists in the hearts of each of us, it is familiar, imagined, and defined by us, it is - spirit!"

Claude took a deep breath, restraining the turbulence in his heart.

Huge commotion spread around, and every man in black looked at their leader frantically, as if looking at this guiding light.

Then Cloud saw that the thing he had brought from the museum was taken out.

That is a book of medieval heritage to the present day!

This thick book comes from the fantasy of the Middle Ages. At that time, a small group of people who loved "fantasy" and were dissatisfied with reality invented a thing that was said to be able to summon and communicate with mysterious things and borrow their power. magic!

Of course, the so-called "black magic" is completely ignorant nonsense, which is full of words and graffiti like mental patients. Since the beginning of modern times, research and papers on it have studied it thoroughly. This book [Black Magic] The Book of Magic] also entered the museum and was exhibited for more than a hundred years.

Just as science proves that witches cannot exist, there are still legends and stories about it. This [Book of Black Magic] is also an important prop for many legends and stories. Countless stories and literary works.

Now, is he still raving and scribbling?

No one knows the answer better than Claude.

He is the custodian of this cultural relic and has been with him day and night for more than ten years.

On the high platform, the leader opened the book of black magic, and immediately a transparent ripple appeared, spreading out in an instant.

People who are affected immediately feel a kind of cold and hair stand on end.

"Yes, it has power, it has been given its due status and authority, it is the book of black magic, and today we will use its power to open the door between reality and illusion!"

The leader became even more insane, he laughed wildly while holding the book of black magic in his hand, and strong jealousy and unwillingness emerged in Claude's heart.

That position, that glory should belong to me!

However, no one knows the "taboos and side effects" of the Book of Black Magic better than him. Of course, the "taboos and side effects" used to be nonsense, but now it's different, and he can no longer be sure.

So he joined this organization, stole the book, and gave it to the "lunatic" on the high platform to be a guinea pig for experiments.

"Now let us open the door between reality and illusion, and summon an emissary to prove that this brand new power and method can be mastered by ordinary people!"

Swish Swish Swish!

The leader began to turn the page quickly, and soon turned to the summoning chapter, fingering the first line of graffiti-like text, and began to read.

This is a very "simple" evil spirit call.

Located in the first chapter of the Summoning chapter.

Claude can completely recite the spell and steps of summoning.

However, the first word uttered by the leader changed its taste, like a kind of Neighborhood, a new and mysterious language.

Claude, like everyone else, was in a trance the moment the spell appeared!

In a trance, he felt that the dissatisfaction, venting, roaring and desire pervading the sky of Queens were like a flood that opened the gate, "rushing" down, and in a flash, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, hundreds of thousands of people cursed and screamed , crying, and shouting echoed in my ears.

With a sound of "hum!", his brain vibrated like a string!

Then there was boundless blood, and then endless darkness!

Including Claude, all the men in black were blown into blood foam. The leader on the high platform only opened and closed his mouth, and pieces of flesh and blood fell off his body. His eyes were terrified to the extreme, but dirty blood and internal organs gushed out The mouth is still chanting the spell!

Claude miscalculated!

Everyone on the scene is so innocent.

They thought it was a firecracker.

Unexpectedly, it has the effect of a nuclear bomb explosion!

Rumble!

A door appeared, a door that stood open at the bottom of the boiling pool.

The earth began to tremble, and the sky began to confuse!

A thing called an evil spirit devoured the blood mist that permeated the scene, sucked up the negative emotions permeating the Queens District, stretched out its limited arm, and grabbed the side of the gate!

at this time!

A dazzling star appears!

The sun lost its sense of existence under its illumination.

The evil spirit that was about to escape from the gate wailed: No!

There was a bang.

The gate closed under the light of the stars, and the book of black magic fell.

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Sometimes, landslides and ground cracks may start with the collapse of a small stone.