Mr. Ji picked up the ancient book, his expression solemn, held it in his arms, and slowly opened the book.
Mr. Ji could not understand the text in the ancient books at all.
Because it wasn't the script of any human era at all, but the script of the gods!
After so many years of research by anthropologists, only a few sentences have been translated.
The text on the book cover, when translated, roughly means—the record of destruction.
Opening the title page, there are two lines of small text. Anthropological translations of these two lines have always been incomplete, only managing to translate a few words.
These words are: the 309th year of the extraordinary human century, two apostles, the competition, the first place winner, and the recipient of this book.
It probably means a prophecy.
These prophecies were translated more than a decade ago.
And now, this prophecy seems to have come true.
Professor Ji stared at the book's title page in silence for a long time, lost in thought. After a while, he sighed deeply, wishing he could translate more of it...
"Heh, I never expected that this 'Record of Destruction' would actually be in the hands of your human race. It's truly an inexplicable coincidence."
Just then, a playful yet abrupt voice came from behind.
Mr. Ji's heart skipped a beat.
He turned around abruptly. A middle-aged man, around forty years old, wearing a referee's uniform, with blue eyes and a sharp, wolf-like gaze, walked in from outside.
"You are..." Old Ji's face darkened: "The Black Angel?"
A playful smile graced the middle-aged man's face as he spoke in a deep, leisurely voice: "I've always suspected that what those people at the gene company went to such lengths to get must be something extraordinary, but I never expected to receive such a big surprise."
"The 'Record of the Destruction' of the civilization of gods, the Book of Revelation that our Black Angel race has been searching for for so many years, actually ended up in the hands of a weak race like you humans? It's truly ironic."
"But now it seems those guys at Gene Company are a bunch of idiots. They actually wanted to use me to get this book for them. Did they really think I didn't know what the Record of Annihilation was? Well... even if I didn't, did they think I couldn't even recognize the writing of the gods? Hahaha..."
"..." Old Ji did not speak, his gaze fixed intently on him.
Now he understands why Lei Luo was able to enter the human plane.
It turns out it was a gene company that was behind this!
But now is not the time to talk about that.
He calmly opened the system panel, intending to send a signal to notify the shadow guards outside to come in...
"Oh, by the way, let me introduce myself. My name is Lei Luo, the first generation of war weapon successfully developed by the Fallen Angel Civilization."
Lei Luo cracked his neck, making a "click-clack" sound. He looked at Old Ji and grinned, saying, "I bet you're thinking of calling those guards outside in?"
Professor Ji: "......"
“I think it’s no longer necessary,” Lei Luo said, raising his hand to grab at the air behind him.
The corpses of seven black-clad guards flew in through the air and were thrown in front of Elder Ji!
All seven black-clad guards were bleeding from all seven orifices, their eyes bulging like calves, clearly dead beyond any doubt. Their deaths were as if they had seen something terrifying before they died!
"Come on, old man, hand that over to me obediently." Lei Luo beckoned to Old Ji.
Elder Ji did not respond, his gaze fixed on Lei Luo. He put the Record of Annihilation into his robes and took a step back.
Like the White Night, the Record of Annihilation is a soul item belonging to the gods and cannot be stored in the spatial inventory.
"What, you're planning to put up a fight?" Lei Luo smiled. "It seems that the human race hasn't experienced a plane war for many years and has actually forgotten just how weak they are."
Old Ji said expressionlessly, "Don't speak too soon."
Lei Luo smiled but didn't speak. He took a small step forward, and the next moment, his foot touched a red line. A sharp "beep" rang out, and the four walls of the secret chamber activated their defense system. A dozen gun-like devices opened, and over a hundred nano-soul threads shot out from all directions, some binding Lei Luo's body, others his limbs, instantly locking him firmly in place!
"Nano Soul Silk?" Lei Luo glanced around: "Oh, with your human race's technological level, it must have cost a lot to manufacture so much Nano Soul Silk, right? It seems you're really willing to spend money to protect this book."
"But it's no use. We Black Angels achieved this level of nano-soul filament tens of thousands of years ago."
As Lei Luo spoke, black magic appeared on his body.
Hundreds of nano-soul threads actually melted gradually under the influence of that black magic!
Old Ji secretly thought to himself that something was wrong.
"Bang!"
In less than half a minute, Lei Luo completely broke free from the shackles of the nano-soul silk.
At the same time, he unleashed the powerful strength of a Myriad Manifestations-level Black Angel, and terrifying demonic energy enveloped Elder Ji!
Behind Lei Luo, a pair of enormous black wings suddenly unfolded!
Old Ji's pupils immediately contracted.
"boom!"
A terrifying dark force swept over us.
A powerful blast of air struck, shaking the ceiling of the sealed room and causing dust and debris to fall!
At the same time, Elder Ji's entire body erupted with light blue soul power, revealing the power of a level 30 superhuman!
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