Tongcheng.

Safety Administration Building.

"I want to eat him! Eat him!!" In the lounge, Sal was covered in shadows, half man, half dragon's torso.

He roared and raged, pacing back and forth across the hall.

"Stop yelling. Under that Dong Jun's oppression, you can't do anything. The strongest in this Dead Angle does indeed possess considerable power," Fane said calmly.

He and Ying stood in opposite corners, coldly watching the violent and angry Sal.

Their Shadow Dragon clan had pack-like characteristics, but that didn't mean every Shadow Dragon completely trusted its companions.

Cooperation with competition, that was their instinct.

"If it weren't for that Dong Jun, I would have already reached Fengnan Province and devoured that trash called Tianming! He actually dared to kill my shadow sub-body in Andu! This is a great humiliation to me!" Sal roared.

"Now is not the time. That Tianming has some special abilities, but after restoration research, it can be judged as a kind of ability that relies on consuming consciousness to forcibly control opponents. It's somewhat like a precursor to imprinting, but the intensity is far less. As long as we cover our bodies with special shadows that isolate the body, we can isolate the influence of that kind of strong control," Ying said lightly.

As a high-level Shadow Dragon who had devoured countless enemies, she almost immediately thought of a solution and saw the biggest weakness of Li Chengqi's Grasping Hand.

That was, it was extremely afraid of blocking objects.

"But we can't tear up the agreement yet. Our injuries haven't recovered, and the subsequent evolution also needs to be completed here," Fane said. "According to Yi Huang's arrangements, in a few days, we will be able to go to the deep space here and wantonly devour everything we need."

"So, we can only watch that Tianming swagger and wreak havoc there!?" Sal said angrily.

"Wait... wait a little longer... Tianming is the mixed-blood we are looking for. Sooner or later, we will find him and devour him. So, now, it's just letting them live a few more days," Fane comforted.

"Yes, if Andu wasn't suppressing him, that guy would have died long ago! After recovering the blood essence, I will tear Tianming's flesh and blood into countless pieces and stick them little by little on my scales!" Sal was extremely irritable.

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Suiyang.

After processing the death-energy coating of various materials, Li Chengqi took the initiative to contact Iselin.

The Mingyuan Group had a team, and with Sea Shark and Chen Jiahan, he no longer needed to continue paying attention.

In reality, his strength had basically reached its peak.

Now, the real trouble was the Dead Angle.

Pursuing imprinting was also to get rid of the Dead Angle and avoid being torn apart by the terrifying monsters that followed.

After confirming the meeting time with Teacher Iselin.

Li Chengqi finally came to Xindra's Mingyuan headquarters again.

Xindra's meeting was in an indoor miniature botanical garden in the headquarters building.

The old man was carefully watering a cluster of tulips that had just bloomed and adjusting the temperature of the warm light.

The spacious gray-white botanical garden was enclosed in a huge glass room, with company employees coming and going outside.

From the inside, you could see the outside scene.

Dense vegetation gave the place a tropical rainforest feel.

Li Chengqi walked through it and even saw a small rainbow formed by the spraying of water mist.

Xindra stood under the rainbow, wearing a gray linen shirt and loose black trousers, looking like an old farmer, without his usual temperament and attire.

"This is the indoor circulating botanical garden I just created. Not bad, right?" Xindra smiled.

"Very good. But we don't have much time. Let's talk about the Book of Distortion," Li Chengqi said, this was the purpose of his coming.

"Yes, I understand. The Dead Angle is like a deadly ghost, chasing you all the time," Xindra sighed, straightening his back.

"I've always wondered what your Flower Language is, Boss. Can you tell me?" Li Chengqi asked.

Among these people, he only didn't know Xindra and Chen Jiahan's Flower Language, everyone else had long known.

"Actually, my Flower Language is indeed a bit different from everyone else's," Xindra smiled. "I don't have the pursuit of the Dead Angle, so from the beginning, I placed my goal on the ability of Flower Language."

He put down the watering can and gently stroked a silver pattern on the back of his hand.

Meeting Li Chengqi's curious gaze, he smiled and said.

"My main flower is a four-leaf clover."

"Dream come true!? Your Flower Language is dream come true!?" Li Chengqi was stunned.

Now, the Flower Language he had collected had already become a database, which included not only the information he had collected, but also the information collected by all the team members through tests.

So, he immediately thought of the other party's Flower Language ability.

"Dream come true, this ability sounds very powerful, but in reality, there is no dream in this world that comes without a price," Xindra sighed, "My Flower Language only provides specific executable details and steps based on the dream I give. If the difficulty is too high, I can't complete it, it will only be a castle in the air. If the difficulty is too low, it will be a waste of the opportunity to set a dream."

His Dream Come True was that he had a fixed opportunity to determine a dream once a month. After determining it, Flower Language would provide executable steps and plans.

Besides that, this Flower Language had no other abilities.

And Xindra was able to obtain a large amount of classified information from outside by sitting in his office through this ability.

"Let's talk about the Book of Distortion," Li Chengqi changed the subject.

"Through the Flower Language ability, I successfully retrieved the Book of Distortion. But the words on it are unidentifiable. They don't have a fixed shape. Each character changes six forms within a second, and the forms seen by different people are different, making it impossible to analyze," Xindra sighed.

"Someone put the Book of Distortion into the illusion world of a madwoman. To be able to put it into an illusion, such a book cannot be read by normal methods. Let me try it," Li Chengqi said in a deep voice.

"That's right, after all, it's a mysterious book recorded by the Fallen clan about the Dead Angle, and it also contains the changes and history of the Fallen clan itself. There must be a threshold for reading it," Xindra nodded, "Then, I'll give you the book first."

"Where is it?" Li Chengqi asked.

Xindra didn't answer, but turned around, walked to a large camphor tree, and knocked on the trunk with his hand.

Pfft.

A drawer popped out automatically from the middle of the tree trunk.

In the black drawer, there was a special book.

The cover was gray-white, with a distorted open palm printed on it.

The palm had only four fingers, with sharp nails and sharp blood mouths all over the palm.

At the bottom, a line of small characters clearly wrote in Black Sea script: Book of Distortion.

Now Li Chengqi was quite skilled at identifying Black Sea script.

"It's yours now," Xindra stepped aside, signaling Li Chengqi to take it himself.

Without hesitation, Li Chengqi quickly stepped forward, walked to the drawer, and gently picked up the strange book.

"In order to obtain this book, with the cooperation of Pan En and other Dead Angle people, five people died, and thirteen people were completely turned into madmen. Although they were all executed prisoners, such a price proves that this book is by no means a safe treasure. You must be careful when reading it!" Xindra warned.

"Understood." Li Chengqi originally planned to go there himself, but he didn't expect Xindra to retrieve it for him.

In front of Xindra, he gently opened the first page of the book.

Countless black characters were like jumping little people, densely packed and wriggling, uneasy.

Even if it was Black Sea script, Li Chengqi couldn't read any meaning at this time.

He thought for a moment, and his hands slowly covered with gray-white Death Energy.

The silent, cold aura completely enveloped the entire book.

Soon, all the wriggling characters slowed down, began to decelerate, and after two minutes, completely stopped.

Only at this time did this book truly look like a book.

Xindra watched the Death Energy on Li Chengqi's hand in surprise. He was very puzzled and surprised. He didn't expect that he couldn't stop these characters no matter how hard he tried, but Li Chengqi solved it as soon as he came.

But he didn't say anything.

He just waited and observed the situation quietly. If there was anything wrong with Li Chengqi, he would be able to wake him up in time.

"Mountain Master Lanmeng left a record, saying that he was able to successfully escape the Dead Angle only after obtaining this book. I hope I can find hope in it."

Li Chengqi nodded to Xindra, lowered his head, and carefully read the stopped Black Sea script.

'Submerged… Mania… Illusion… The past, which once existed, is the trace of all things. They remain in the world, floating in the Black Sea.'

'One day, fragments of the trace will make a comeback, trying to distort their fate of eternal annihilation and oblivion.'

Looking at the large characters in front of him, shadows seemed to slowly appear in Li Chengqi's eyes.

The characters became more and more numerous, more and more dense, until they completely turned his vision into darkness.

'Everything is in motion, and there are loopholes and errors in time and space.'

'The Dead Angle is the corner of that error. They are forgotten, abandoned, and are Dead Angles that cannot be passed, representing countless possibilities that lead to desperation.'

'So, they are abandoned and become false, because reality only needs one.'

In the darkness, Li Chengqi slowly saw a little pale red.

The pale red slowly grew bigger and soon approached, turning into a pool of boiling blood.

He saw in the pool of blood, slowly wriggling, growing, and shaping a blood-red person.

A blood-colored humanoid with only four fingers, no face, and no skin.

The humanoid reached out to him, palm up.

A mass of black blood surged out of the palm.

The black blood twisted a few times, seemingly intending to condense into a new little person, but the humanoid hesitated, gave up, and changed into a small vase.

Soon, he also gave up the vase, and the black blood transformed into small fish, rabbits, birds, stones, and flames.

Various forms changed rapidly in his palm.

At the same time, illusory shadows also flew out of the humanoid, solidified and distributed in the surrounding darkness, forming still paintings.

And these still paintings began to dissipate with time, but a small number of them slowly brightened with time. Although they were still moving away, farther and farther away from the humanoid.

Seeing this scene, Li Chengqi seemed to understand how the Dead Angle was formed.

Li En's message was indeed correct. The Book of Distortion did record the appearance and formation of a Dead Angle.

'So, how do you get rid of the Dead Angle?' he wondered.

The image in front of him suddenly dissipated at this time, and everything returned to light.

(End of this chapter)