Lord of the Great Tribulation

Chapter 389 Worms (Congratulations to Shu Baiyi!)
"Rocca, Stewart, what are you doing?"

Shala, who was forcibly pulled out of the exhibition, complained: "I want to appreciate that work one more time...you are desecrating art!"

She was really angry, her little face was flushed because of this, and her eyes glanced back involuntarily.

It seemed that the semi-finished sculpture was really attractive to her.

'Phase [-], addicted! '

Looking at this scene, Fang Xian suddenly thought of a case of the investigator.

That was a real case that happened in other cities. Some ordinary items suddenly took on a magical charm.

In the beginning, people were just addicted to them and were willing to pay top dollar for them.

Gradually, the obsession deepened, turned into mania, and turned into an unwillingness to let them out of sight for a moment.

Even at the expense of stealing and killing people...

If the investigators hadn't acted quickly and destroyed those items, I don't know what kind of chaos would have occurred.

According to the investigation report, no matter how the items were tested, they were ordinary things, including a stone in a cesspit!
"If you appreciate it for a while, you will quickly reach the second stage-obsession, and then fanaticism, and you have to get it in your hands at all costs..."

Fang Xian shook his head, and said to the two friends: "I suddenly thought, I still have something to do, so let's separate first..."

"Rocca, you..."

Stewart looked at his friend's back, unable to tell whether he was moved or angry.

Normally, he would not want Roca to be a light bulb.

But now, Xia La's temper is a little bit big, and he can't bear it alone.

……

"Hmm... Confirm that the statue is a supernatural item. The impact varies from person to person. Stewart is obviously better..."

Fang Xian quickly walked into an alley, confirming that there was no one in front or behind, and no one was following and monitoring, a slightly crazy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It's fine now, but it's not okay to be too rational or too calm...Some things can only be seen and heard more clearly if you lose your reason to a certain limit..."

Thinking of this, he opened the hidden compartment on the belt and took out a bottle of medicine inside.

Even as a trainee investigator, Fang Xian received most of the supplies an investigator should be equipped with.

Well, he hasn't got a gun license for the time being, but he still got some psychotropic drugs in his hands early.

Among them, there are not only drugs to stabilize the spirit and maintain sanity, but also drugs to quickly stop bleeding and suppress pain.

There is even a 'banned drug' that actively loses sanity!
These are equipped to deal with various emergencies.

In fact, even Fang Xian was very curious about the efficacy and ingredients of these small pills.

He guessed that although investigators seldom use supernatural power, this kind of drug is obviously not something that can be processed by ordinary laboratories, and some unscientific ingredients must be added to it.

Fang Xian didn't bother to take care of it, he just needed to know that these medicines were very effective and the side effects were not too big, that's enough.

At this moment, he poured out a white tablet and swallowed it under his tongue.

dong dong!dong dong!
When the pill melted, he suddenly heard the sound of his own heart beating, roaring in his cochlea.

The world around slowly began to rotate, and the patches of white and gray, blue and green colors became more vivid and publicized, and began to mix and blend...

Even if he didn't look at the attribute bar, Fang Xian knew that his sanity must have dropped a lot.

At this point, immediately begin to recall the statue.

In this state, it was as if he was facing the weird statue, even the worms that turned into strands of hair, and the subtle lines on his body, could be seen very clearly.

……

"Ho ho... vomit..."

In the alley, Fang Xian kept panting, and suddenly pressed against the wall, and began to vomit.

After the overwhelming uncomfortable feeling, his thinking became calm instead, which let him know that the time limit of that drug had passed.

After all, it is a special product for investigators, and it must be the kind that temporarily reduces sanity and recovers immediately afterwards.

He stood up, tidied his clothes, and saw the pen and note paper in his hands.

On the sticky note, there are also a few lines of short poems in very scrawled handwriting:
"It's a hymn to the giant worm."

"The worm turns into hair and whiskers, and merges with you in the dream, making you hear the sigh of the night..."

"Crazy sea waves, huge gasps, tearing apart the worm's body, because one worm dies, and a thousand worms come back to life!"

Fang Xian recited silently, and could feel the dark power contained in the short poem.

"Well, it's true that it's not the same as the spell I obtained before...the life force in the darkness...this feeling...is a little strange..."

He recalled three spells he had 'created'.

Among them, the "Immortal Psalm" can be regarded as his "real name poem", but it has been mixed with other powers, and the effect is unknown. It has been verified that it can release special spirits and attack the enemy.

But the "Bird with Broken Wings" needs to absorb pain in order to exert its strength, transform its spirit, and become sharp and aggressive.

But Fang Xian vaguely felt that the actual purpose of this incantation should be for summoning.

As for the last "Hymn of Worms", the casting conditions and effects are unknown, but guess it should be biased towards life, maybe it is a healing spell?
"Actually, one of these dark spells counts as one. They are not good products. After using them for a long time, they will definitely change the user's mental state unconsciously and become a fanatical believer in an evil existence..."

"The reason why I'm fine is because the personality is still there, and I can hold it... No wonder other investigators don't recommend using spells unless necessary..."

He put away the note with the spell on it, walked to the street, and found a public phone booth.

After stuffing a coin into it, Fang Xian dialed a number: "I'm trainee investigator Roka, looking for investigator Love."

At this point, he had obtained the secret of the worm, and the rest of the supernatural cases would naturally be reported to the investigators.

As for why not process first and create later?
After all, the danger level of these dark things has not been confirmed yet, and Love may not agree with Roca to read them, so it is better to get the benefits first.

"Roka, I'm Love, what can I do?"

On the opposite side, a calm voice came.

"I think... I seem to have encountered a supernatural case!"

Fang Xian quickly talked about the sculpture exhibition.

"Damn! Where are you? Wait for me, don't act without authorization..."

Love cursed and hung up the phone hastily.

Not long after, an old-fashioned car sped up and stopped right at Fang Xian's feet. Love got out of the car cursingly: "You boy...how can you encounter such a thing on vacation?"

"Actually, I would also like to know..."

Fang Xian shrugged.

(End of this chapter)