Resistors
"Flesh had turned into a book?"
Fang Yuan picked up the book and ran his fingers over it. The cover seemed to be made of fine leather. The book was enormous, almost half a person's height, and when opened, it was as wide as a small table.
The paper inside was strange, too: pale red, thick and stiff. Touching it brought a subtle, indescribable pleasure.
"Though it looks like a large book, it is actually the remains of a Primordial-level evil god. If I hadn't sealed it just now, it would have grown into an evil god's servant, with a combat strength at least on the level of a Primordial God and Demon..."
Fang Yuan looked at the first page.
What appeared there were large black hieroglyphs, each the size of a fist, like a combination of octopus tentacles and insect limbs.
"Omul Krayeg Sas..."
At Fang Yuan's level, a single thought was enough for him to understand the writing. On the last page, the True Name of the evil god he had just encountered was recorded in plain view.
"Hmm. If that evil god was a collection of chaotic information, then this book is an aggregation of some of its surface information... Broadly speaking, it can be regarded as a forbidden epic praising the evil god, but it also contains some sacrificial rites and methods. Especially when combined with the True Name on the last page, it might draw the evil god's attention..."
Fang Yuan gazed at the Destruction Eye Orb in his hand. "I wonder why, but it seems to be able to draw upon the mysterious power within the eyeball..."
He continued tracking the creature and caught up with that mass of darkness before long.
"I don't want to fight you. I just want the coordinates