Great Osa above, please save us. The Nemo Grassland has not rained for three years. The rivers and wells have all dried up, and the people of Ukuru tribe are going to die out. My poor daughter, she too is about to die.
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Great Osa, you must have heard my prayer. My mother finally agreed to take our family to leave the Nemo Grassland. With the help of my mother's good reputation, our family passed by dozens of tribes in the Nemo Grassland and only got into one conflict. That ti, Mother killed the other tribe's patriarch and, as a punishnt, robbed their most beautiful woman, who will beco my new wife.
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We ca to the Kingdom of Yoruba, the most powerful kingdom in the southern part of Saha Continent. Everything was fine here. Mother sold a gem, and our entire family now lives in a comfortable house. My new wife is finally pregnant.
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The damned Yoruba, they discovered Mother's presence and threatened to burn Mother if we didn't leave. Foska got mad and killed several Yoruba policen. We were under siege and then attacked. My new wife and daughter were both killed, and I was injured in a way that made no longer able to produce children for the family.
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A sly illegal immigration broker found us. He promised to take us out of Yoruba to the legendary paradise: the Condor Federation, and Mother gave him her last gem.
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We finally arrived at the Condor Federation. My mother wanted to kill the broker to take back the gem, but she found that her power was declining rapidly, and she couldn't continue killing anymore. We couldn't make a living with Mother's powers any more. And this was not heaven, this was hell for the poor.
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For the family, I sold myself. A sordid middleman introduced to a couple to be their butler. The inco was high, but half of it went to the middleman. Nevertheless, the rest was enough to feed my family. Balagon also went to the butcher's as an apprentice.
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After twenty years, Mother suddenly contacted . She said that she could feel her power was recovering rapidly, and the world seed to have undergone unknown changes, such that magical witchcraft not only worked again, but had greater powers than ever before. Mother said that she had already reached the edge of a higher level, and she would be going out to travel to gain more experiences, so she gave the responsibility of caring for the family.
Coincidentally, that couple died in a car accident, leaving behind a generous amount of family property and a stupid child.
I need a fresh body, and I also need those properties. I can finally make a huge contribution to the family. It seems that it's ti for to start preparing for that ceremony, and I will definitely succeed."
This was the final page.
The first half of Old Morgan's diary recorded so witchcraft, but the second half was really his diary.
From his intermittent descriptions, it was not hard to know that Old Morgan was smuggled from the distant Saha Continent more than twenty years ago. In the process, his wife and children died, and for a livelihood, he sold himself to those dark employnt agencies.
Of course, these were not important.
What really got Tang Qi's attention was that Old Morgan had a family.
And from the diary, he learned that the person in charge of this family was not Old Morgan, but his mother, an old witch who seed pretty dangerous.
Apparently, Old Morgan learned his witchcraft from her.
So right now, the situation was that although he had obtained the riches of a wealth-inheriting son, he also offended a family who knew witchcraft. Judging from the diary of Old Morgan, this family obviously had no problems with killing people, without any moral considerations holding them back.
Old Morgan and this family could endure hardship for more than twenty years because after entering the Condor Federation, their witchcraft could no longer work. Now they ca out into the world again because the power of witchcraft had returned.
Although only minute details were described, it was not hard to guess that this world who appeared to be like Earth from his previous life actually had real supernatural powers. He was just unsure whether all of those who possessed such powers only had their powers recently restored, like the old witch, or had had it from the beginning
Regardless of all this, his top priority was keeping this hard-earned new life under the threat of revenge from that perverted family.
But I am all alone, without any family or acquaintances. And I'm only an ordinary person. How can I fight against a witch who knows witchcraft and her whole family?
Go to the police?
This was the first thought that ca to the mind of Tang Qi, who ca from the civilized world. Unfortunately, he quickly shook his head and rejected it. It was not difficult to learn from the mories of his original body that although he had seen the existence of supernatural power, this world was no different from the Earth of his previous life on the surface.
In other words, if Tang Qi went to the police, the most likely thing was that he would be treated as a neurotic and possibly be charged with murdering the old housekeeper.
This road was blocked. Tang Qi realized he might eventually have to rely on his own strength.
With this thought, Tang Qi looked right at the diary in his hand and those few crudely crafted witchcraft gadgets. He said sowhat helplessly, "Even if I was very talented and learned this witchcraft really quickly, it would be impossible for to fight a ruthless old witch. It'd probably be the sa as looking for my own death."
"What should I do? Otherwise, I can sell all the property and flee from Moses City. Maybe that'd allow to escape the revenge of that perverted family."
Tang Qi knew clearly that the last thod was the best one, only that he instinctively resisted the idea of running away before the fight even began.
He thought hard for a long ti but ca up with no good thod. Tang Qi sighed softly, and his look subconsciously fell on the last item on Old Morgan's body: a strange and ancient parchnt scroll.
The diary of Old Morgan said that the parchnt was left behind by his dead second wife. The father of his wife was the tribal chief killed by Old Morgan's mother, and the parchnt was a sacred object that the tribe had enshrined for hundreds of years.
Tang Qi put down his diary, picked up the parchnt, and slowly unfolded it.
Tang Qi actually didn't hold much hope for the parchnt scroll. After all, since this thing had been in the hands of Old Morgan, it had also been in the hands of the old witch. If it really was sothing magical or sacred, it'd have long been taken by the old witch.
After he opened it up, it confird Tang Qi's prediction, because nothing happened.
Although the parchnt felt very comfortable, its color was mottled with an air of ancientness; what was slightly strange was that although it was deep in the night, the parchnt still felt very warm as though it had been exposed under the sun the whole ti.
Coincidentally, after the parchnt was opened, there was only a totem drawn on it.
A sun, a golden sun.
Tang Qi stared at the totem for a while, and besides feeling a bit dizzy, he had no gains.
"Indeed, it's more realistic to run away."
He muttered and was about to put the parchnt scroll aside to continue studying the diary.
But sothing unexpected happened.
Tang Qi's pupils shrank abruptly, and in front of him, a familiar scene appeared.
A special image appeared in Tang Qi's eyes.
Wonder: Ancient Scroll of Parchnt
[Information Fragnt 1: The scroll is a magical item that contains the Golden Furnace ditation thod. It can be decrypted.]
[Information Fragnt 2: Decryption thod: Hold the parchnt scroll against the sunlight of dawn, and recite internally, "The sun is a golden furnace, the only fuel is the soul." After 10 seconds, the magical item will be restored.]
It appeared. It appeared again.
Tang Qi forcibly suppressed the excitent in his heart and concentrated on the scene in front of him.
A similar but different scene happened when Tang Qi was still a lowly demon of adjudication. Back then, when Tang Qi looked at anything, there would be an interface similar to the ones that appeared when playing online gas in his previous life, except this one was more concise and mysterious.
At that ti, Tang Qi thought it was a benefit from him passing into another world, but after he was reborn, all the scenes disappeared again, which made Tang Qi think that he had to be a devil to see it.
Now it seed that Tang Qi was wrong.
Perhaps it took sothing supernatural in order for such an interface to appear.
The Balance Scale of Soul Exchange in operation was a supernatural magical object, so was he when he was a demon of adjudication, and so was the soul of Old Morgan and this magical parchnt scroll.
Of course, it might also be that he was simply too weak, so it only worked sotis?
Also, what should this ability be called?
Knowing everything Omniscience?
Tang Qi guessed at the ways his special ability worked and nad it at the sa ti, while his eyes fell directly on those two information fragnts.
According to the fragnts, the true state of this ancient parchnt scroll should be a magical object that recorded the "Golden Furnace ditation thod". And the way to restore it to its original state was directly displayed in front of Tang Qi.
An uncomplicated thod, but if he didn't know the spell, even if he had the parchnt scroll for hundreds of years, he wouldn't have been able to solve the mystery.
Just like how the tribe where the second wife of Old Morgan ca from had dedicated hundreds of years worshiping, and likely studying it, but in the end it didn't even work as well as Tang Qi's one single look.
"Golden Furnace ditation thod!"
"Dawn!"
Tang Qi muttered and stood up, holding the parchnt scroll.
He walked straight to the window, reached out, and abruptly grabbed the extravagantly beautiful curtains. With a clatter, the curtains separated, and warm sunlight ca through the window in an instant, dispelling the darkness in the study and falling right on the parchnt scroll in Tang Qi's hands.
Tang Qi imdiately lifted the parchnt scroll and placed it completely in the sunlight. He closed his eyes and recited in silence, "The sun is a golden furnace, the only fuel is the soul."
When the last word was spoken, Tang Qi began to count down in his mind.
Ten!
Nine!
Eight!
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One!
Tang Qi opened his eyes suddenly; his nervous and expectant look fell on the parchnt scroll again.
Was it successful?
Has it been restored?
Although Tang Qi didn't know what the so-called Golden Furnace ditation thod was, at this mont, it sounded like so extraordinary cultivation thod, which was undoubtedly Tang Qi's greatest hope now.
When Tang Qi's look fell upon it at the last count
Tang Qi saw the golden sunlight spill on the parchnt scroll, and like a stream of water, it flowed around the totem of the sun. When the golden ray of sunlight reached the center of the totem
Boom!
The golden light erupted violently, covering Tang Qi and the study as a whole. Although it was only a brief second, Tang Qi still felt a boundless warmth because the emotions of nervousness, anxiety, and fear from his recent experiences waking up as a devil, scheming against Old Morgan, and being reborn as a human all dissipated silently at this mont.
At this ti, Tang Qi was very calm as he looked into his palm again.
Why, the parchnt scroll was gone.
Replacing it was a ball with a golden glow, which lted away like a warm and bright newborn sun. Then, as Tang Qi's eyes widened and stared at it, it slowly lted into his palm.
In a trance, Tang Qi once again captured several information fragnts.
The magical object is restored!
Ancient ditation thod discovered: Golden Furnace ditation thod!
Can be transford into a skill!
Transforming!
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