1134 Resistor

"The ball of flesh transformed into a book?" Fang Yuan picked up the book and ran his hand over it. The cover seemed to be made of good leather. The entire book was huge, almost half the height of an average human, and it was like a small table when opened.

The paper used was also very strange. It was light red, thick, and stiff, and there was a subtle and indescribable pleasure to the touch.

"It might look like a large book, but in essence, it's something a Grand Primordium-level Evil God left behind. If I don't seal it now, it'll grow into the follower of an Evil God and have combat power at least at the Primordial Godfiend level…"

Fang Yuan looked at the first page.

What emerged were black hieroglyphs that seemed to be a combination of octopus tentacles and insect legs.

"Omar Kyege Sars…"

At Fang Yuan's level, he could immediately understand the text with his spiritual will. The last page recorded the true name of the Evil God.