Language is a magical and terrifying power.

Leaders can use ordinary words to incite their masses to stir up riots. Priests use language to shepherd the gods' lambs, demons use language to deceive mortals into falling. Shamans who believe in all things with spirits can even talk to stones. Mages can even use spells to realize all kinds of incredible miracles...

Mastering the real name of a demon can make the most treacherous demon your slave. A seemingly careless word can get rid of your once close companions. Some superior languages ​​even have terrible magic in themselves.

In the world of shaped moon, the funny man named "The Book of Pseudo-God" can even use words to extract a memory missing from Akasha's records that is called Liangyi.

Even if it is just a funny man who can't be called a magician at all, it can reach the roots that countless magicians who are synonymous with snake sperm diseases can't achieve for their entire lives...

This is also a fatal irony...

Command the world with unified language and truly make your words reach the point where you follow the words. Even Ling Yan will not have any effect on studying for tens of thousands of years.

Because he is on the force side, not the guys on the spell side who hide in the mage tower and masturbate.

But now, facing the guy in front of him who claimed to be the [the principle of darkness], Ling Yan couldn't help swallowing his saliva...

He was nervous, facing this treacherous devil transaction...

"What's wrong?" the demon said again, "Are you scared? Or are you thinking about the price you will pay?"

It was like the old man was talking kindly, the middle-aged man was caring warmly, and the young man was singing innocently: "Why do you have to think about these things that you don't need to care about at all?"

“Don’t need to… care?”

"You are now as pitiful as a child who keeps self-blame for no reason because he doesn't understand anything." Wen He revealed the sad chill and sarcasm. He seemed very disappointed, and struggled with Ling Yan's fear and consciousness.

"I dare not even admit my own strength, but instead I seem to escape like a time bomb. It is as innocent and ignorant as a young child who cannot understand the truth, and is simply a fool who abandons precious gold like dirt."

"..." The coldness and sarcasm merged with gentle words and kept entering Ling Yan's mind. The spirit that should have been angry was as if stimulated by a flash of inspiration, constantly thinking about the possibility and meaning of these words in the original immersion...

——Am I always afraid of the underworld? Yes, I am indeed afraid, because it is a collection of all negatives, the manifestation of death. Even if I am controlled by it like a yarn, I can gain power comparable to a demigod... Is it impossible to weaken my fear?

Just like using mind reading skills, the happy man sarcastically said again: "What is negative? What is dark?"

"The ignorance of the first human beings, which leads to the remnant of the miracle of darkness, is so pitiful and beautiful, but the original beauty is buried because of your identical and shallow cognition like those foolish humans..."

"When will you be foolish? Are you willing to free your own power?"

"……liberation?"

"Can't even do this?" He seemed to shake his head and sighed disappointedly: "Even yourself is afraid, so what is your naive desire?

Is the childish thinking like a young child really just a flash in thinking? Or is it just an impulse speech by a fool?

Stop being funny, you can't even understand yourself, why do you have to be self-righteous and say the kind of beautiful words that protect others?

Have you just surrendered to the will of the guy who has been controlling you?"

"... Then what should I do?" Ling Yan raised his head and looked straight into his eyes without any fear. He no longer feared and suspicious, nor doubted or thoughtful, but just a simple doubt: "What should I do?"

"...Haha..." The ever-expanding joyful laughter sounded as Ling Yan's questions rang, and the owner of the laughter's expression became more pleasant, "So, how about making a deal?"

"trade?"

"That's right." He said, two fluorescent things that seemed to be stars appeared in front of Ling Yan.

"Do you release your extreme self? Or is it extreme paranoia?" he asked happily, "Please choose, and then stage a pleasant drama for me to enjoy."

"Pleasant... drama?" Ling Yan looked at the things in front of him that looked as bright as two stars, and the desire in his eyes began to change constantly.

"What about your answer?" The treacherous and demonic ** words were once again released: "Are you willing to be so stupid as a doll like this? Or block the reality hidden from things that cannot be seen through in front of you?"

"Please choose, let me see, what level can you do now?"

He mocked him expectantly, as if prompting Ling Yan to make the decision he should make.

"..." Looking at the two choices in front of you silently, Ling Yan began to struggle thoughtfully...

Maybe at this time, he would ask Kelol or Ling Meng to help with the choice? But now they are not here, and Ling Yan himself is not the one who should use his brain...

——So…what exactly should I choose? Is the extreme self? Or is it extreme paranoia?

He slowly raised his hand and kept moving between the two stars...

I can't know which one is the most suitable for me, nor can I know which one is the most correct...

Just like the feeling I felt in my dream countless times...

You can clearly feel anything, but you can't see clearly what the road ahead is...

It's like an object bound in a dark place that cannot move, longing for light and freedom...

——Light…? What I desire is not just light!

As if he had thought of something, Ling Yan's right hand extended to the right...

——What I want is... to protect the power of those girls... This is not just a joke!

——Since the possibility of obtaining that kind of power is right in front of me, let me see! What is my possibility? How can it reach all kinds of levels!?

"I'll say..." He looked at the happy man, and when his arm touched the star on the right, he roared: "What I said is not just a play!"

"Look for me! Your silly determination!" He grabbed the star and held it in his palm!

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Ah, this chapter is a little funny, and it's all kinds of tricks... In short, it's just a foreshadowing and complaining~

By the way, after the exam, a friend of mine scored zero in four points. Should I smile?

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