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Chapter 17: The Book of Gradual Death

  Chapter 17: The Book of Gradual Death

  Although he was called a pretty boy, Luo Wei didn't have the habit of actively picking fights with women. Feeling that staring at her flat chest was somewhat unjustifiable, he shifted his gaze away after being threatened by the black-clothed masked woman.

  "You're clever."

  The woman in black did not make any progress, she just turned around and went back to her room after saying that.

  As the black-clad, masked woman turned and walked away, she had already used her cunning to drop the heavily tattooed man down from the second floor corridor of the hotel before the hotel service staff could even wipe the fine sweat from their forehead, only to be startled again by a sudden thunderous roar that made them break out in another cold sweat.

  "Ahh, Cynthia you damn stinking woman! Don't think that just because you're a Bronze Ranker, Sakuradin will be afraid of you. Today I'll absolutely make you know the terror of an awakened Wild Wolf Bloodline!"

  In the midst of a thunderous roar, the heavily tattooed man who had been thrown down from the building came storming up the stairs and burst into the hotel room where the black-clad masked woman was.

  Awakened Bloodline of the Wild Wolf?

  Luoyi felt a kind of unexplainable but very intense feeling.

  Unfortunately, a few seconds later, the heavily tattooed man was tossed out into the air. He sailed over the railing of the second-floor corridor of the hotel in a parabolic arc before landing with a thud on the ground again.

  That loud and heavy thud made Luo Wei's teeth ache a little, he thought that if it were him, he would have been smashed to pieces.

  "Idiot."

  A low, husky voice came from a black-robed and masked woman in the room.

  On the ground, after crawling up from the ground and shaking his head twice, the tattooed strong man rushed to the second floor of the hotel again as if nothing had happened.

  Luo Wei originally thought he would soon hear the third bang, but that tattooed burly man suddenly stopped making a sound like a duck with its neck caught after rushing up to the first floor of the hotel.

  No matter what the reason is, at least Luo Wei's ears can finally be clean.

  "Miss waitress, now you can continue your previous work, right?"

  After pulling up the poor hotel servant, Luo Wei said a sentence.

  "Sorry! Please, follow me!"

  To say, the service staff of this Bull Hotel's psychological quality is still good, after calming down slightly, she quickly passed through the door of the room where the black-clothed masked woman was staying.

  Luo Wei was relatively calm, he slowly walked past the black-clothed masked woman's door with Felicia, and even had time to glance inside her room as they passed by.

  It's just that if you don't look at it, it's fine, but once you take a glance... the problem becomes apparent!

  Luo Wei was shocked to find that the black-haired, masked woman sitting on a stool not far from the door inside the room was holding a huge hardcover book that was at least 14 inches in size.

  Due to the angle, Luo Wei couldn't see the cover of the giant hardcover book, but the pale white back cover and the faintly visible text on it were easily caught by him.

  "Sarah, my love for you will never end."

  This line of "familiar" words made a small segment of memories flash uncontrollably in Rove's mind.

  The mage grasping a massive leather-bound tome, under the guard of a colossal skeletal dragon and a pale-faced vampire count in a crimson robe, gazed at two zombie lords clad in steel plate armor as they slit the throats of unicorn after unicorn bound to the altar, letting their magical blood spurt out and flow into the crystal-clear ice coffin on the altar.

  "Sarah, my love for you will never end."

  On the back cover of the giant leather book, the magician wrote down this line of clear words with a goose feather pen dipped in unicorn blood.

  The next moment, the huge notebook was thrown into the ice coffin, and then that familiar voice of Luo Wei also sounded.

  "Ah, this notebook that recorded all my research on the Gradual Death Body is now useless! I'm sorry, Sarisa, I don't know what went wrong. The Gradual Death Body managed to hold on for nine months and twenty-three days, but it can no longer continue. All I can do now is use the life-force-rich and magic-filled unicorn blood to preserve your body and the child inside..."

  It's Magician Saro!

  He is Felicia's grandfather!

  Rovin couldn't help but notice that the huge, hardcover book being stared at by the black-robed, masked woman named Cynthia had once belonged to Felicia's grandfather, "Magician Sarlo".

  And this "memory" also made Luo Wei understand a fact - in the notebook of the magician Salo, there is a method to extend the dying body's time limit, which is very important for the current Luo Wei!

  Rovi is now a living person, but his life comes from a dying body that can only sustain him for three months. So this research note, which could have prolonged the dying body to nine months and twenty-three days, has too much significance for Rovi.

  I must see the contents of this notebook!

  In Rovi's mind, the idea almost emerged at the first moment, and then Rovi was slightly regretful - damn it, why did this memory lose so much? If only he could know the contents of the notebook as clearly as the Black Ice Skull Necklace.

  Of course, the feeling of regret did not churn in Luo Wei's heart for too long, because a fist as big as a sandbag... um, a steamed bun-sized fist was already rushing towards Luo Wei's face with a whistling sound.

  If this punch lands, Luo Wei's face will probably be like that of Townsman Qian from Water Margin, "blood gushing out, nose twisted to one side, as if a soy sauce shop has been opened, salty, sour and spicy all pouring out".

  In this world on Earth, Rovin's sudden attack would have been unavoidable, but the key point is that the name of this world is "Etern".

  So Rove, who had done nothing at all, suddenly found a fist the size of a steamed bun and an icy crystal shield emitting cold white air appearing out of nowhere between his nose and the opponent's.

  Crack crack crack——

  A shield of ice crystals about an inch thick was smashed out with a loud crash, and fine cracks spread like ripples in water, then fell to the ground piece by piece.

  "Mute Ice Crystal Shield...huh?" The black-robed, masked woman named Cynthia gazed at Rovy through the crumbling ice crystal shield: "Lich Wizard, what is your actual rank."

  " Woman, withdraw your fist, otherwise I will consider your behavior as a serious provocation, and then don't blame me for retaliating with attack magic."

  Rovi, who had already understood the situation, although he didn't have the habit of actively picking a fight with women, it didn't mean that when faced with an unreasonable woman's provocation and attack, he would still swallow his anger.

  Moreover, Luo Wei now indeed has the capital to not hold back his breath, because in Hei Bing's skull there were already five stored Ice Gun blasts.

  When he said this, Luo Wei's expression was quite unpleasant - wasn't it just an accidental glance at Salo's dying body research notes, and this cunning woman actually launched a heavy attack, wasn't that a bit too ruthless?

  A black-robed, masked woman named Cynthia blinked twice, seemingly deep in thought after Rovi's threatening words, and slowly withdrew her fist, which had been aimed at Rovi's nose.

  "Are you a one-ring or three-ring necromancer who can cast the Ice Crystal Shield? If you're a three-ring necromancer with a mage's seal, please help me decipher this 'Book of Gradual Death'. I'm willing to pay a sufficient reward for the interpretation." As she spoke, the black-robed and masked woman Xinsia showed Rovi the notebook written by the magician Salo, with the cover facing him, and added: "It's very important to me."

  "The Book of Gradual Death"

  The cover of the notebook indeed had the words "Book of Gradual Death" written on it, but the handwriting was completely unfamiliar.

  This handwriting absolutely does not belong to magician Salo.

  But that's not important, Luo Wei thinks that as long as he can get his hands on the Book of Gradual Death, he'll definitely be able to "remember" the research results recorded in the notes.

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