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Chapter 305 The King in Yellow
[Item name: Book of Magnus (Manuscript)]
[Origin: Prospero]
[Evaluation: This is an immortal sorcery masterpiece compiled by the Primarch Magnus from the Great Crusade. The richness and complexity of the knowledge contained in it even makes the book itself have a desire to learn and absorb knowledge. Moreover, these self-expanding knowledge, legends, stories, magic and myths are intertwined, forming a strange kingdom inside the book. Every copy of the Book of Magnus is its entrance.]
[Production time: 799.M30]
[Comment: No one knows the subspace better than me!]
[Value: 999]
Zhou Yun was slightly surprised. He did not expect that the book that Sanguinius casually pulled down from the bookshelf was actually the famous Book of Magnus.

This book not only records a large amount of knowledge, but also contains a large number of demons, aliens, and other sub-space beings that Magnus has sealed away. The knowledge in it has even formed a pocket dimension on its own.
Those beings sealed by Magnus live in that pocket dimension. The talent there is comparable to the black prison under the throne of the Emperor. It is a place that even the demons of the warp would say is against the will of heaven.
After all, ordinary beings are not worthy of being imprisoned by Magnus. Those who are put in are carefully selected by Magnus. The concentration of subspace is higher than that of subspace itself.
As for the knowledge contained therein, each one is more important than the other. For example, the famous Scarlet Letter Spell destroyed the entire Thousand Sons Legion with one shot.

What Zhou Yun held in his hand was not the original text in Magnus's hand, but a copy of the original text. Its power was not as great as the original text, but it could still connect to the kingdom of knowledge within the original text.

"Do not read this for now," Sanguinius warned softly, "The knowledge contained within and the things sealed within are extremely dangerous even for Magnus himself."

At this point, Saint Gilles paused.

"Don't sell it either," he said. "I predict that this book will be useful in the future."

Zhou Yun nodded slightly. Sanguinius's prophecy was generally reliable.

He stuffed the manuscript directly into the depths of his four-dimensional pocket.
This way, there is no need to worry about anything crawling out of the book. If it really does crawl out, it will just be giving money to Zhou Yun.

Sanguinius continued to walk ahead of Zhou Yun, relying on his ability to predict the future. He would stop from time to time and pull out a few books from the bookshelf and give them to Zhou Yun.
However, unlike books like "The Book of Magnus" that Sanguinius can recognize, most books are only valuable to Sanguinius, and Zhou Yun needs to use the four-dimensional pocket to make a specific judgment.

"This is the 'Exorcism Code of the Eldar Tribe', which records the true names of 6,666 great demons."

"This is the Star God Notes, a summary of the Star Gods that an ancient Eldar warrior had seen."

"This is the Complete Works of Demons, a collection of demons from the Warp."

"This is the Emerald Records, written by the god Hermes, who is actually the emperor in disguise. It contains the most primitive biological alchemy."

"This is a pile of "The Unremembered Empire: The Betrayal of the Three Primarchs", the Eldar buffoon's account of the history of the Second Empire——"

"You can just sell those things related to the Second Empire." Sanguinius said with a slight twitch on his face.

"It's okay, send it to the Ptolemy Library." Zhou Yun stuffed the books into his four-dimensional pocket.

“Don’t add more work to Digris’s work.” Sanguinius smiled bitterly and shook his head: “He’s almost driven crazy trying to cover up that history.”

Tigris has recently been destroying in the Ptolemaic Library. Oh no, retouching the history of the period of the Second Empire,

After sending in these historical records of the Eldar about the Second Empire, he would probably have to work overtime again.

Suddenly, Sanguinius stopped beside a somewhat empty bookshelf.

There was only a plain parchment notebook placed in the middle of the bookshelf, as if the other books nearby were afraid of the contents inside and were hiding away from it.
Sanguinius slowly reached out his hand and picked up the notebook. He looked at the words on the cover of the notebook.
He frowned slightly. It was obvious that even he didn't recognize this kind of writing. It seemed to be some kind of ancient cuneiform.

Sanguinius handed the notebook to Zhou Yun.
"You read it," Sanguinius whispered.

His meaning was obviously to suggest that Zhou Yun take the translation konjac to read the notes written in some kind of cuneiform script.

"Do you recognize this notebook?" Zhou Yun asked curiously.

"This cuneiform script should have originated in the Mesopotamian region, and there are not many people who can use it."

Sanguinius looked at the notebook and said:
"As you can probably guess, this is the first script the Emperor ever learned to use, and even among the Primarchs few understand it."

"Only He Himself, those who are immortal, or those who are always with Him can use it. I don't know which one."

"But this notebook itself does not contain any power, not even a trace of psychic energy. I think it is unlikely that it was written by the Emperor himself."

Notes written by someone close to the Emperor?

Who is it? Malcador? Erda? Or Pershon? Or Alpharius?
Zhou Yun directly put the notebook into the four-dimensional pocket and scanned it. [Item name: Yellow Clothes Book]
[Origin: Terra]
[Comment: A note written by a being called the "King in Yellow", using an ancient cuneiform script that is difficult to decipher. This script is protected by the Emperor's power and can only be fully deciphered by a few allowed people.]
[Production time: 211.M31]
[Evaluation: It contains a small number of spells]
[Value: 13]
"What the hell?" Zhou Yun raised his eyebrows slightly.

He was first shocked by the price of 13 million, then by the word "curse", and finally his eyes fell on the four words "King in Yellow".

For a moment, Zhou Yun’s first thought was that Hastur from the neighboring Cthulhu world was attacking?

Then Zhou Yun recalled from his past life what this "King in Yellow" was.
The "Yellow King" is a strange and mysterious being. He is closely related to the Wen Dao School, which can be traced back to the builders of the Tower of Babel in the ancient Terra era. One of his goals is to find the true name of the Emperor, but no one knows why he does this, and no one knows what his purpose is.
The spell is a kind of linguistic power that can distort reality. It does not require the help of psychic energy and can be effective just by speaking it out loud. However, the user himself will also be harmed by the spell. This unique language was once stored in the Tower of Babel built by the predecessor of the Wen Dao School, but it was conquered by the Emperor and destroyed by the first war commander Or Persson.

No wonder Sanguinius considered this ordinary and common book without any power to be precious.
The few spells recorded in it alone are invaluable.

While telling Sanguinius the information he had obtained from the four-dimensional pocket, Zhou Yun exchanged for a translation konjac.
The text used in this notebook is protected by the power of the Emperor. This must be the reason why the author dared to write it.

But translation konjac allows Zhou Yun to read any text without any restrictions.

"The Yellow King, the Emperor's true name," Sanguinius murmured, a hint of confusion flashing across his face.

It seemed that even he did not know who the Yellow King was, nor did he notice his actions.
To be able to hide the prophecy from him, the King in Yellow must be either extremely powerful or protected by some mysterious being.

Zhou Yun ate the translation konjac in one bite and opened the notebook in his hand.

"I am a loser, I am someone who failed to complete my mission, I am a betrayer."

"I failed to protect my Master and ultimately betrayed Him."

"The sun god built a false rationality on the original frenzy, but now the rational world has collapsed in an instant under the tide of chaos."

"The madness, ignorance, and unreasonableness of the god of wine have resurfaced, but the wolf given to the god of wine has chosen a different path from me."

"'I will save his life,' said the wolf given to Bacchus. 'I will find the tree of life and bring him back to the world.'"

"I had an argument with the wolf who was given the god of wine. I believed that everything was as planned by my Lord, but the wolf scolded me."

"O Wolf, blessed by the god of wine, our fate is equal and opposite to our spearhead."

"You are wild and crazy, you are in the name of Dionysus, you are in the body of a wolf, but you use your spear to bring the truth to others."

"I was forged into a rational form, named after the sun god, with perfection as my body, but I use my spear to seize the truth of others."

"If you choose to save my Lord's life, what choice should I make?"

"Have you ever heard the thirteen whispers that echo in my ears day and night? Have you ever heard the thirteen commands of my Lord?"

"I hold a spear that knows everything, but I know nothing about my Lord, and I have no idea what mission I should undertake."

"I wandered before his throne day and night, gazing at his body that could no longer speak, and tightly grasped the sun god that was given to me."

"I can no longer bear this idle life, my Lord."

"So, I was controlled by the wolf-like frenzy and found an opportunity to face my Lord alone, and for this I committed an unforgivable crime."

"I am the guardian of the sun god, I am the failed defender, I am the one who seizes the truth."

"So, with the heart of a wild wolf, I thrust the Spear of the Sun God at the master of mankind."

(End of this chapter)