Lord of the Great Tribulation

Chapter 383 The Bird with Broken Wings
Whoohoo!

It was as sharp as the sound of fingernails scraping glass, like thin needles piercing Fang Xian's head.

He pressed his forehead, forcibly suppressed the irritability in his heart, and listened carefully to the noise.

gradually.

In front of him, the illusory black mist was finally broken by a certain existence.

It was a terrifying big bird that made people feel fear and despair at the first sight.

The black flames were woven into its broken feathers, and on the huge body, where the feathers were difficult to cover, there was a layer of irregular dirty scales.

Its pair of bat-like wings were opened at this time, with obvious deformities, as if they had been broken from them.

At the same time as this huge creature spread its wings, Fang Xian felt the ear-piercing screeching in his ears suddenly become much clearer.

From it, some faint ravings came one after another:
"Bird with Broken Wings... Pain..."

"Wake up... wake up..."

Fang Xian was a little dazed, and focused his gaze, and Luo Fu's figure appeared in front of his eyes: "What's wrong with me?"

"You suddenly fell into a state of delirium just now. I almost thought you lost your mind and couldn't be saved." Love took a long breath, but at this time his movements were very indecent, and he raised his right hand high, as if Fang Xian didn't When he woke up, he was about to slap him.

"Loss of sanity?"

Fang Xian murmured, recalling his state just now, something was indeed wrong.

"This is a common encounter with our investigators. Most of them can be answered, but there are also permanent ones. Then they will become a complete lunatic and can only be locked up in the Houshan Madhouse..." Love sighed.

"What did I just...do?"

Fang Xian looked at his right hand, which was actually holding a pen.

"You are...creating!"

Love pointed to a line of words, which was written in the blank space of his three-line poem:

'The bird with broken wings is my name, it eats your pain to feed my heart. '

"A bird with broken wings that feeds on pain?"

Fang Xian looked at Luo Fu.

"Don't look at me, this is what you wrote. In the investigator's profile I've read, there should be no such person..." Love shook his head: "How do you feel now? Do you want a sedative? "

"I'm fine, I feel... This is what we are looking for, that frequency, the method of transforming mental power into specific bullets, and firing them with three lines...Of course, different firearms require different bullets, so This spirit of transformation should only be suitable for the incantation of these three lines!"

Fang Xian expressed his feelings: "The 'power' contained in these three lines of poetry is similar to the 'Bird with Broken Wings'...should come from the same source of power!"

"Why... do you think they come from a source of power, not from a bird with broken wings?" Love asked a key question with a serious expression.

"Intuitively..." Fang Xian thought for a while and said, "I feel that this kind of bird is probably at the level of a servant...it can't reach the edge of a great existence..."

"Your inspiration...is a little too high..." Love had a tangled expression on his face: "Can you feel synaesthesia and foresee some pictures? Accepting information that ordinary people cannot accept...it's too dangerous."

"But... there's always something to gain, isn't there?"

Fang Xian smiled: "In the future... we can use these spells to fight."

"No, no, its danger has not yet been proven... a lot of research is still needed, in fact... unless it is really dangerous, we recommend investigators to use technology instead of supernatural forces to fight..."

Love shook his head quickly.

"Okay...experiment, experiment!"

Fang Xian was eager to try: "Do you need me to use a spell?"

"No need for now, your spirit is too excited, you need to rest, and you need to do another sanity assessment." Love put a straight face on his face, and directly drove Fang Xian out of the laboratory.

……

"Alas... the investigator is too cautious on the extraordinary way..."

Lying in his room, Fang Xian sighed: "However, the extraordinary power in this world tends to be dark, so it is good to be cautious!"

He glanced at his attribute bar:

……

【Name: Fang Xian (Luo Ka)】

[Occupation: Alchemist (Level [-]—Death)]

[Spell: Immortal Psalm, Bird with Broken Wings]

[Alchemy:? ? ?Taoism:? ? ? , martial arts:? ? ? , Weird:? ? ? 】

……

"Sure enough... it has been recognized. It is indeed extraordinary power, a spell? Is it the way of this world?"

"In this world, there doesn't seem to be any concept of extraordinary professions? Investigators are not extraordinary professions, but the perseverance of ordinary people... Do you want to pursue some evil organizations?"

"However, most of them were chased and beaten by investigators, and their strength was even worse..."

"I'm afraid... I have to accept that there are no specific supernatural professions in this world. Without professions, there is no clear system and clear way to improve... Sure enough, chaos and darkness are the themes of supernatural power?"

"That's not okay. Do I have to integrate a profession or system myself? Using spells to fight, reciting poems,... called 'bard'? Or 'writer'?"

Fang Xian thought wildly for a while, then took a deep breath, and recited softly: "The bird with broken wings is my name, eat your pain to feed my heart..."

There was silence in the room, nothing unusual.

"No response? No...it's because I'm in the wrong state of chanting...the bird with broken wings needs pain, my own pain!"

Fang Xian struck directly and pinched himself hard.

At the moment of severe physical pain, he felt that his mental power had changed inexplicably.

Sharper, darker...and easier to manipulate.

If at this time, if you recite the Immortal Psalm, you should be able to release your spirit and hurt the enemy.

"But...the pain is not enough, this level...even Simpson can't compare to that day..."

Fang Xian recalled it again and found the problem: "More...pain is needed! And...the pain that is more painful than the body is the pain of the spirit!"

There was some desire in his heart, and he seemed ready to pursue this power at all costs, even if he hurt himself or destroyed his own spirit.

In the darkness, there seemed to be invisible eyes opening, and there was a raving sound:

'Only pain can touch greatness! '

'Only darkness can involve the extraordinary! '

'Come on... embrace it...enhance it...'

'You shall be immortal! '

"I got your sister..." Fang Xian complained, his eyes woke up instantly, he looked around, everything was normal, he couldn't help but touched his chin: "That's not right... If I continue to practice like this, I will really become a person who likes self-mutilation." What a lunatic...the supernatural power in this world...what a mess!"

(End of this chapter)