With guidance from Raven 12345, Hao Ren once again took the large black-bound book from his portable space and placed it solemnly on the coffee table.
He had actually read it once before—if passing out from dizziness after opening the book and being overwhelmed by the symbols inside counted as reading.
From the day he obtained this divine artifact, Hao Ren had known how precious it was. He knew that this strange "Bible," with a chain and eight horns, contained tremendous power. As long as he could master even one percent of its might, he would have much better odds when facing the Lord of Madness in the future. So on the very night he brought the thing home, he had recklessly opened the book and tried reading it. It had been an absolutely painful memory. The title pages had been fine, but the power contained in the main text was something a half-baked demigod like him could never withstand.
They were divine words filled with pure divine power. Every symbol contained information equivalent to the foundations of the universe. This information had nothing to do with the specific content written in the divine script; it was an inherent attribute of the script itself. During that brief reading session lasting only a few minutes, Hao Ren had not understood a single word. He had only felt countless strange and unfathomable symbols flying in and out of his mind, while an ocean of forbidden knowledge was crammed into his brain all at once before vanishing completely in the next instant. In the end, he remembered nothing. His only gain had been sleeping for seven whole hours...
Raven 12345 had said that the book was merely a chuunibyou novel that would make people drop it after three chapters, something Dark Valkyrie had