Demon Change the Earth

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

Claude is also one of them.

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

"Listen, they are dissatisfied, they are venting, they are roaring!"

The leader stood on a high platform by the pool, with his fingers pointing up, like a madman with fanaticism and devotion.

"This dissatisfaction, this venting, this roar, filled the sky over Queens, will not dissipate, never 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, even a little bit, just a little bit, and they don't want to share it with us, yes, just a little bit!"

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

"It's different now. Individual differences can be as remote as the Himalayas and Mariana Trench. The constraints are no longer valid, and they no longer care about it, because we, all Muggles have lost the power of checks and balances!"

"They are so arrogant, so greedy, so despicable and bloodthirsty. They are new humans and they want to solidify their class!"

"The noble is noble from the moment the embryo is formed, and the strong is strong from the moment of birth. They want to be noble and strong from generation to generation, and we, all Muggles, will always , Have become their slaves for generations!"

"Therefore, they control the dissemination of potion formulas, master all the channels through which potion materials can be circulated, and they formulate high costs to stifle any possibility of leakage from the nails!"

"This is what they are doing, and it has almost succeeded!"

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

"Mystery and power are not monopolized by them using these methods. Now, today, I will show you a possibility, a possibility to break all of this, and let the power, fire, and checks and balances return to our hands!"

"call!"

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

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

"Wrong, very wrong, we are in another power that we can use, it is a part of the mystery, and it has always existed since the moment humanity was born!"

"It exists between reality and illusion. It has gone through thousands of years. It exists in each of us. It is familiar, fantasised, and defined by us. It is the spirit!"

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

A huge commotion spread around, and everyone in black looked at their leader enthusiastically, as if looking at the guiding light.

Then, Claude saw that the thing he had brought out of the museum had been taken out.

That is a book with a medieval heritage to this 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 something that is said to be able to summon and communicate with mysterious things and borrow their power. The name is-Black magic!

Of course, the so-called "black magic" is completely ignorant of the so-called babbling, which is full of psychiatric words and graffiti. Since entering modern times, research and papers on it have thoroughly studied it. This book [Black The Book of Magic has also entered the museum and has been exhibited for more than 100 years.

Just as science proves that witches are impossible, there are still legends and stories about it. This [Book of Black Magic] is also an important prop for many legends and stories. It endures in people’s hearts for a long time. Countless stories and literary works.

Now, is he still talking and graffiti?

No one has a clearer answer than Claude.

He is the custodian of this cultural relic, getting along day and night for more than ten years.

On the high platform, the leader opened the book of black magic, and immediately there was a transparent ripple that spread out in an instant.

The affected people immediately felt a kind of coldness and horror with their hair erected.

"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 to reality and illusion!"

The leader became even more mad. He held the book of black magic and laughed wildly, 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. The previous "taboos and side effects" were of course nonsense. Now it is different, and he can no longer be sure.

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

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

Huh huh!

The leader began to quickly turn the page, and soon turned to the summon chapter, fingered 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~www.ltnovel.com~ Crowder can recite the spells and steps of the summoning.

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

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

In a trance, he felt that the dissatisfaction, venting, roars and desires that permeated the Queens area were like a flood that opened the gate, "rushed" down, and in a flash, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, hundreds of thousands of people cursed and screamed. , Crying, crying echoed in my ears.

"Om!" His brain vibrated like a string!

Then came the boundless blood, and then the endless darkness!

Including Claude, all the people in black exploded into blood foam. The leader on the high platform only had his mouth still opening and closing, and the flesh and blood on his body fell off. His eyes were terrified to the extreme, but blood and internal organs gushed out. His mouth is still chanting spells!

Claude miscalculated!

Everyone on the scene is so naive.

They thought it was a firecracker.

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

Rumble!

A door, a door opened at the bottom of the boiling pool, appeared.

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

Something called an evil spirit swallowed the blood mist that permeated the scene, and the whale sucked the negative emotions that permeated the Queens area, stretched out the limited arm, and grabbed the side of the door!

at this time!

A dazzling star appeared!

The sun lost its sense of existence under its shining.

The evil spirit who was about to get out of the door wailed: No!

There was a boom.

The door closed under the shining stars, and the book of black magic fell.

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Sometimes, a landslide may start from the collapse of a small pebble.