Lord of the Great Tribulation

Chapter 402 Publication
Xinxili Bookstore.

Julia habitually walked through a row of bookshelves, and surprise suddenly appeared on her face: "Mr. Ring's novel, the final one has come out?"

She doesn't particularly like 'Mr. Ring', but last time she bought the other's work, she always wanted to see the ending to be considered satisfactory.

When I went to the bookstore today, I saw that the finale was already out, so I bought it.

At this time, she glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw two other novels, also by Mr. Ring.

"'Robert and Valerie', 'Horror Hill'?"

She thought about it, but she didn't read that "The Villa of Horror". She didn't like horror novels, but "Robert and Ying Lie" looked like a love story. Attracted by pure love and gorgeous and delicate environment description.

"This lady..."

It wasn't until a clerk came to remind her that Julia blushed slightly.

She was about to stand in front of the bookshelf and read the whole novel, which is not ladylike behavior.

"I'm going to buy this, and this "Robert and Lily"!"

Julia held the book and was not willing to let go.

She has already seen the twists and turns of the love between the two, feeling both sweet and bitter. At this time, she especially wants to know the final ending, the kind that she can't wait for a minute.

After purchasing the books, Julia didn't go home, but went directly to a nearby cafe, ordered a cup of coffee, and read books in the trivial afternoon light.

Gradually, a gleam appeared in the corner of her eyes, and she felt heartache: "Why... why did Ying Liye die? What about Robert? What will happen to him next? Will he die in love? Or fall in love with other women? ...I really want to see the second part..."

"Damn Mr. Ring, it's really disgusting."

At this time, Julia did have the urge to send the blade to Fang Xian, and at the same time, she couldn't wait to watch the content of the second part, and her heart was suffering even more...

……

Smith is a horror fan.

He went to the bookstore today and bought a few horror novels. After returning home, he couldn't wait to hide under the blanket and start reading.

Because the family has a strict relationship, he had to turn off the lights and use a flashlight instead.

In the middle of the night, Smith read "Horror Hill", and was immediately attracted by the exquisite design.

Most of the horror novels at this time only focused on the description of the bloody environment, similar to plasma films, and when they met Fang Xian, who was good at describing psychological horror, they suddenly paled in comparison, making the young man seem to have discovered a new continent, and he enjoyed it forever.

Especially the part where the real murderer surfaced at the end, which was unexpected and reasonable, made him very addicted.

"But... why did the heroine die? Ahhh..."

When Smith saw at the end, he yelled: "The male lead is miserable, but it is disabled ... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhn okay?"

"Smith, what are you doing?"

Suddenly, the quilt was lifted, revealing the figures of his parents.

"me……"

Smith wanted to hide the novel, but how?

"Staying up late to read novels, no wonder your grades have deteriorated so quickly..." Smith's mother had already raised her palm, and his father even grabbed the novel book and tore it to pieces.

"what……"

The screams of the green youth immediately echoed in the room...

……

Inside the apartment.

Fang Xian threw away the pen in his hand and looked at the messy draft paper in front of him.

The white paper is covered with all kinds of strange lines, like a child's graffiti, with only a few words on it, which is not systematic.

'Failed……'

'Sure enough, my 'ability' doesn't succeed every time, not to mention... I'm too normal! '

Fang Xian looked at his hands: "This time, I didn't take drugs, and I didn't lower my spirit and sanity... It seems that the chaotic power of Hei Taisui is in such a good state that I can't touch it?" '

He is not prepared to take medicine.

Creation of this kind of thing can be achieved overnight when inspiration comes, or it can be accumulated through hard thinking.

Fang Xian, who has read part of the "Secret Gu Zhenjing", has also faced "Hei Tai Sui" directly. As long as he is given a little time, he can completely create a brand new "mantra".

At this moment, he rubbed the center of his brows, and suddenly felt countless real and illusory noises coming from his ears.

They are composed of the voices of different men and women, like raving, or complaining, layer upon layer, sweeping like waves.

Fang Xian's consciousness was slightly immersed, and he heard a voice: "Oh! Why did Yingliye die? My heart hurts so much!"

"Damn Mr. Ring, I want to hit him!"

""The Villa of Horror" is so wonderful, but it's a bit of a sadist, but I still want to watch it..."

That is the resentment and pain that each reader feels after reading his works!
When they cursed the pseudonym 'Mr. Ring', they had unknowingly connected with Fang Xian.

This is the reason why Fang Xian has the sixth-level alchemist personality and can collect this kind of 'faith' and 'prayer'.

"Praying is not necessarily good. Faith is just the power of emotions. Like this... it is also faith, but it is negative... There are many evil gods in this world who like it very much." '

The reason why Fang Xian collected this was because of the poem "Bird with Broken Wings".

That incantation required pain, a lot of pain.

The more pain, the greater the power!
And the physical pain, the highest is childbirth, but the mental pain has no upper limit!

The pain of one person is nothing compared to the pain of thousands of people!

'These... will be the resources for me to practice the 'Bird with Broken Wings' mantra! '

Fang Xian has a feeling that when he casts the spell of 'Bird with Broken Wings' again, the power will definitely get a terrifying boost.

This is also the harvest he planned.

"The bird with broken wings is my name, eat your pain to feed my heart."

Fang Xian murmured in a low voice, sensing that part of his mental power had been transformed. Unlike the "Worm Hymn" full of dark vitality, this part of his mental power was extremely sharp, like a knife.

Even, a black mist vaguely appeared in front of his eyes, and he saw the trace of the big bird.

"Perhaps...if the pain savings are enough, I can summon the Bird with Broken Wings, which is probably at the same level as Hei Taisui...they are both quite powerful guys..."

Fang Xian's eyes lit up: "But... what I should really study is the 'Immortal Psalm', which is my life, and it contains my information... Maybe... the hope of my recovery is also on it... ..."

(End of this chapter)