"Thud."
Lu Sheng slowly closed the thick book he was reading. His eyes felt sore.
"The Book of Darkness."
The four words were clearly printed on the cover. It was written in the Language of E.
Dark red fleshy material which resembled a heart protruded from the center of the cover. It rose and fell slowly as if it was breathing.
'I didn't expect that this library would allow me to refer to such taboo material. I reckon that anyone with slightly inferior strength would've had their spirit disintegrate and die with a single glance.'
Lu Sheng reached out and touched the book's cover. It felt like human skin. It was delicate and warm.
He got to his feet and picked up the book. He gently returned it to its spot on the book rack to his right. Then, he took the second Book of Darkness, returned to his seat, and continued reading.