"Master, I want to see you." The maid said to the only young master of the White family.

Skyd touched the cloth bag containing the notebook.

The maid looked at the cloth bag and said:

"Master, he doesn't allow you to bring these civilian items to see him."

Skye hesitated:

"Okay, I understand, but remember not to let anyone open the cloth bag."

The maid said respectfully:

"I will make sure no one gets close to your belongings."

With the help of the maid, Skyde put on a gorgeous dress that symbolized the family's glory.

He looked back at the cloth bag again and again, as if he was afraid that someone would open it secretly while he was away.

Skyde walked into the room and closed the door made of special alloy.

Two hundred years ago, after his ancestors bought this house, they secretly added varying amounts of special alloys to the walls and door frames.

A metal that isolates mental perception.

It really helped a lot.

He walked around the room in a familiar way, and soon he reached his destination - a secret door.

He put on clothes that could hide his face behind the door, and quietly slipped out from behind the door. A moss-covered path led to the street.

Walking through the dense leaves, he stopped in front of the back door of the yard.

A carriage has been parked for a long time.

He boarded the carriage directly without saying anything, and the carriage set off in silence.

After leaving the city center where trams were rampant, passing through the dazzling business district, and avoiding the slums where crime and violence breed, he came to a remote hut.

There were more than ten people on the street. There was a middle-aged man sitting on the steps smoking a cigarette and meditating. There were a few children playing in the middle of the street. There was also an old man selling goods at a stall.

These are all spies arranged by the White family.

The title that Skyde will inherit is just that of a baron. Since his great-grandfather abandoned his ancestral business and came to Aaron two hundred years ago, the influence of his family has plummeted.

But that is nothing more than worldly illusions.

His ancestor was not a fool, but a radical careerist.

He abandoned worldly power at will and sought the power of evil recorded only in the oldest books.

The power to realize any wish.

Almost any wish in the true sense, even unifying the entire continent may not be difficult.

Many people know Tanvisji, which is the name of the stick figure spread among humans. In the eyes of modern wizards, it is just an elf with some magic power.

But the ancestors of the White family found its demonic name-Victor Dom Dylan.

It means "terrible king of foreign lands".

The horror here is defined by demonic standards.

The infinitely powerful power, the huge energy that is enough to reverse reality, and the evil essence that even the devil regards as taboo, is contained in the stickman's small oil-painted body.

No one knows how he ended up like this, or maybe being bound by books is just the bad taste of "a foreign monarch", but the ancestors of the White family can be sure that Tanvisji can realize his wish.

Of course, no one in the current White family cares about what wishes their ancestors wanted to realize. They only know that they can use the magic power of stick figures to bring them incomparable and wonderful power.

And this must be done with great care, as the ancestors betrayed their own coven of sorcerers in order to gain knowledge about stick figures.

The members of the assembly include evil warlocks who worship the demon king, and fallen warlocks who worship the evil spirits outside the curtain. They often use human beings as sacrifices and play with the souls of innocent people.

But even they regard Victor Dom Dylan as a taboo and kill all those who want to release it. To this day, they are still hunting down the White family.

The White family also abandoned their original surname in order to avoid being searched by the Warlock Assembly. No one remembers that ancient surname that symbolized glory.

But it is all worth it. According to the words in the ancestor's diary, as long as you pay enough price, such as one of the Nine Realms, it can even make some less powerful gods become your servants.

The stickman’s original words at that time were recorded:

"Gafnan? That bitch can't do it. No matter how much you give her, it won't be enough. Even if you sacrifice your entire planet to me, it won't be enough. Of course, if you cut her into pieces and make a delicious feast, I will.

A little interested, mechanical heart? Although that idiot is easy to deal with, he is really not suitable for being a servant? Flesh and blood stars? You can try this, but you definitely want one who will assimilate you into a dirty flesh and blood creature...

"Wait a minute, I forgot that humans are flesh and blood creatures, but if she really appeared on this planet, she would probably assimilate and devour all living creatures soon. Why are you asking about the main gods? You can't ask about the weak gods.

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"Broken Light? I don't want to deal with the life behind the scenes. It's too disgusting. You ask me what can I do? Well, it seems I have to prove my ability."

The time and place where this passage appeared cannot be verified, and even if we don’t talk about the authenticity, Stickman probably used exaggeration, but if he dared to call the Lord God in such a contemptuous tone, he was at least a god-level great.

exist.

And it is said that after the trader raised questions, he was turned into a bunch of sausages, and the stickman and his wife enjoyed a sumptuous meal together.

That is a demigod who thinks very highly of himself.

I just don’t know what happened next. It seemed that it was unable to maintain its arrogance and pride, but remained silent for countless centuries. It was not until the White family came here that the stickman barely gained freedom.

According to the research of the ancestors, it seems to have temporarily lost its power and can only be trapped in the narrow pages.

It wasn't until decades ago that they discovered the whereabouts of Stickman, but before his father could make contact, Stickman seemed to have been sealed again.

Until now, Skyde appeared in front of the stickman immediately after hearing the rumors about him, and appeared in front of it as a arrogant and stupid young man.

"Father." Skyde lifted his hood.

Old White nodded. He took out a simple and thick book, opened it gently, and pointed to a page in the book:

"Victoria Domdylan's name is mentioned here, and a method of restraining it is mentioned above."

This is one of the countless ways they have found.

Skid White said worriedly:

"I'm not far away from realizing my wish. Is it really necessary to make these preparations? Once he finds out, that dishonest devil will definitely plunge us into an eternal nightmare of terror."

Old White shook his head:

"According to records, even if they fulfill his request, only 10% of people can accurately realize their wishes, 30% of them are safe and sound, with no serious mental or physical problems, and the rest are basically played by him like toys.

, tear into pieces, throw away.”

Skid said:

"But I think he still likes me..."

Old White's stiff face showed a strange look under the light:

"He also liked most of the dead people, at least that's what they thought before they died."
Chapter completed!