Lord of the Great Tribulation

Chapter 133 Second copy (2400 supplement, please subscribe!)

The last time Fang Xian came to No Return, eyes hadn't grown on his notebook yet, so he couldn't detect the outside world.

This time, he 'felt' very clearly from beginning to end.

'To solve the weird case, one must find the source... This no-loop is not an unsolvable type, and its root still exists...'

'Besides, this area is not located in the real world, but another layer of space. No wonder you can't get out no matter how you run... The root thing is located here, and it keeps collecting spirituality. What is it trying to do? '

Fang Xian felt that in this space, the rules seemed less stringent than in the real world.

Even the shackles on Yuanshen suddenly became much lighter.

"It's really interesting... Did it suddenly appear that the so-called weirdness, like me, is an invasion from another world, or overlap? After all, weird things are really incompatible with this world..."

He murmured and looked outside.

"Isn't it okay?"

Mei Li, who was half kneeling on the ground, looked at the corpse with the ability to recover, and roared wildly.

"I don't know... Maybe it will take a while..." Hei Jie replied helplessly, he didn't know when the curse would break out.

Suddenly, a possibility came to mind.

If the curse was delayed, wouldn't he have to die here?

'No, no...the curse erupted immediately last time, but the little hamster did not erupt immediately. Could it be random? '

A layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.

"If I have the heart, I can definitely kill these two people here..."

Fang Xian said silently, and the power of the primordial spirit spread.

He didn't care about these 'derivatives', but began to look for the source of no return according to the connection on Zi Yuan.

The power of the primordial spirit spread rapidly, far and wide, and everything around was clearly visible.

In this different-dimensional space, he finally regained a bit of the power of Yuanshen Daojun.

Soon, deep in a road, they found a blood-red—floor tile?
It seemed to be an ordinary brick, but it was covered with blood, which was thick and unmelted.

It seems that at a certain moment, a quality that I don't know where it came from merged with this floor tile, forming a curse without a loop!
"This trait, I want!"

"Let's not talk about other things, at least, the ability to form a different-dimensional space can make my power of primordial spirit better!"

Fang Xian no longer hesitated, and controlled the Death Note, blooming the maximum curse.

Mei Li's expression changed, she was no longer in such pain, she looked at her right hand blankly.

The Ring of the Blazer fell silent, like a dead thing, no longer tormenting her.

"Is this... being suppressed?"

Strange things are also graded, such as the fountain of the dead, which is undoubtedly of a high level, and only derivatives can suppress most of the weird things.

Around, rows of corpses fell down, rotting quickly and turning into bones.

Mei Li's eyes fixed on the notebook in Hei Jie's hand: "This is his weird thing? It can actually suppress my ring... The level of horror may not be inferior to this road."

This time, Fang Xian controlled that trait and exploded the curse to the greatest extent, concentrating on the blood-stained floor tiles.

In an instant, the blood on the floor tiles seemed to have life, and began to squirm slowly.

Click!Click!
In the terrifying confrontation, the floor tiles seemed to be defeated, with cracks appearing on the surface.

But Fang Xian knew that it didn't matter at all.

Because weirdness is immortal.

No matter how strong the curse of the notebook is, it can't destroy any weird thing.

Even if this floor tile is smashed, it will recover slowly, the difference is only the speed.

"It's now!"

The power of his primordial spirit spread up and severely suppressed it.

Even though his strength has dropped significantly, the primordial spirit is still there!Moreover, in this different-dimensional space, one layer of shackles has been removed compared to the real world.

"Crush it!"

Pong!
The floor tile was blown into powder, and a little bit of light emerged from it, trying to condense and recombine something.

Fang Xian directly spread the power of the primordial spirit, just like controlling the characteristics of the notebook, "tame" it, and transferred it to the space of the notebook.

within the dark space.

He looked at the two traits in front of him, one was the notebook itself, and the other was loopless. At this time, it did not show the appearance of a brick, but a drop of blood, with countless twisted circles connected head to tail. ring.

"Well, now I have tamed two dogs..."

Feeling the ability to control traits, Fang Xian nodded: "It seems that my guess is correct. Notebooks and floor tiles are just carriers, and traits are the key!"

"The secret mechanism of this world, the reason why they didn't discover this is probably because they don't have the ability to extract the traits..."

"This special substance, like an invasion or overlapping from another world, suddenly appeared, combined with ordinary items, and turned into a strange thing? What would happen if it was fused with a living thing? Interesting... Maybe it should be Do an experiment..."

After mastering the second trait, Fang Xian immediately knew its ability.

In addition to the power of curse shared by strange things, the biggest ability is to create a road connecting the end to the end, forming a closed loop, thus opening a different dimension in the real world.

The rules of this space are weaker than those of the real world, so his primordial power can be enhanced.

Of course, this is not the main ability of this space, because this space is very weak, there are gaps in the real world, so it may be connected to another 'plane', leading to some kind of 'horror' .

"It's just that this kind of behavior needs to consume a lot of spirituality, and the floor tiles haven't accumulated enough... so it needs to be constantly transferred and killed?"

Fang Xian vaguely had a guess in his heart, a terrible guess.

That may be the truth of the weird appearance in this world!

"Of course, at this time its accumulation belongs to me!"

Fang Xian's primordial spirit carried a sense of satisfaction after eating.

"Unfortunately, it's still not enough. At most, it can keep me awake and stop falling into a deep sleep. If I want the notebook to have the ability to act autonomously, it's almost..."

"Sure enough, when a book of curses has no future, I want to be a book of seals, and let the sword-bearer take the initiative to send things with strange roots to me to seal... How good would that be?"

Unfortunately, Fang Xian knew that he could only think about it.

The secret agency will not let a strange thing that has not been thoroughly researched continue to grow.

What's more, put the weird thing into the spring of death to seal it, and take it out when it needs to be used. Fang Xian will not spit out the bones after swallowing it.

(End of this chapter)