Asa laughed madly as he flew down from the Soul Altar.

Now, his form was several times larger than before, the murky ochre color rolling within his soul.

Yet Rod saw a faintly discernible face on his body.

"Asa!"

Rod asked cautiously.

"What's on your chest?"

Asa laughed and said, "Master, this is the mark of the defeated, a remnant of Amon's spirit, a powerful, ancient malevolence devoured, the sediment from its longstanding mental activity will appear on my soul body, it's a glorious badge, the imprint of victory, I've fully proven my wisdom, the Book of the Future is the real wis..."

"Enough!" Rod interrupted him, "What did you just say you learned from Amon's soul?"

Asa emitted a strange laugh, his soul expanding, revealing a black void.

"It's rather complicated, better come in and take a look."

Seeing the crack in his murky soul, Rod frowned.

The Book of Knowledge suddenly expanded, "What are you trying to do? Master, I think we should immediately strip him of his soul body and spiritual energy, sealing his spiritual body forever within the Crystal Wall! He's a menace!"

"Fool!"

Asa sneered:

"You and your book brother both lack brains, such a great existence like the Master can only be served by a soul with supreme wisdom like mine, whereas you would only ruin the Master's grand affair!"

The Book of Knowledge was so angered it nearly exploded, "Nonsense, you're talking nonsense... I'm the Master's right hand, no one is more fitting... you evil, disgusting, delusional traitor, I, I..."

"Enough!"

Rod stopped the Book of Knowledge.

"No need to worry, Asa cannot, and wouldn't dare harm me."

Asa suddenly smiled:

"That's the Master's wisdom, you're not fit to be in this position, I'm the Master's right hand, you better step down soon..."

Rod interrupted, "You don't need to say more."

Turning around, he walked into his soul.

The Book of Knowledge was angry, yet helpless and aggrieved, looking at the Master's back, a strong feeling of sadness flowed into its heart.

However, at that moment, the Master's voice came through its consciousness.

"Book, I only feel at ease with you outside."

In that instant, the Book of Knowledge felt a surge of heat rush from its soul, the whole book felt warm.

"The Master really values me! That disgusting heap can't possibly gain the Master's trust."

The Book of Knowledge was extremely excited, at that moment, only a single thought remained in its heart.

"I'm the Master's right hand, I must follow the Master's advice and keep an eye on this guy!"

Meanwhile, a golden light flashed before Rod's eyes.

Flower of Humanity +1

What?

Rod couldn't quite believe his eyes, could there really be a Flower of Humanity?

He clearly saw, beneath the golden light, there was a small line of text:

[From Adorlis]

Isn't that the name of the Book of Knowledge?

So you can self-generate Flowers of Humanity?

Its requirements are somewhat more lenient than Divinity, as long as it's related to events in the Dream Realm, no matter the size, it won't increase or decrease Divinity.

Flowers of Humanity, however, carry no such limitation.

And the Book of Knowledge constantly moves me, am I lacking flowers?

Of course, this should not be possible.

The conditions for generating Flower of Humanity are very strict, it must be from the depths of the soul, the purest and simplest emotion.

This cannot be faked.

It seems the book truly is trustworthy.

Rod thought to himself, stepping into the depths of Asa's soul.

In the next moment, the world changed, Rod felt he had fallen into a wind-dried cesspit, surrounded by a flurry of ochre dust storms.

In the dust storm, those tiny ochre particles, what were they, he didn't want to look.

"Asa, what do you want me to see?"

"It's here, Master."

Asa's voice came from all directions, the scene soon turned dim.

The sandstorm of filth turned into a torrential rain, a towering black figure stood between heaven and earth, surrounded by lightning.

A feeling of decay washed over Rod, surprised to find the black figure covered with shining spiritual energy wounds.

Boom!

A loud noise erupted, a radiant bolt of lightning fell from the deep sky, striking the back of the shadow's neck, like a scalpel, cutting along his neck and spine.

A large black piece fell, shattering into pieces upon the ground.

"The consciousness of my evil!"

The shadow roared, Rod was surprised to realize he was speaking in the language of the Dream Realm.

"You will surely destroy all 'Life of Man', destroy all hope of salvation; when the eternal Black Fog fully engulfs the world, I shall be reborn in ruin and desolation!"

Boom!

The shadow crumbled, the only thing left between heaven and earth was the never-ending rainstorm.

"Master!"

Asa's voice came from the Void, the rainstorm gradually dissipated, Rod returned to the sandstorm of filth.

"This is the deepest memory of Amon's malevolence, specially sealed, it took a great effort for me to devour it."

Rod thought back to that terrifying shadow and the strange language, a suspicion already forming in his mind:

"That shadow, is that what you call the Supreme Will?"

"Yes, Master, this should be the memory created by the Supreme Will for us!"

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