The Lord of Reincarnation

On the top of the empty hill, it has become potholes at this time.

Corpses, blood, and the stench of rotting... All of them indicate that this is a strange battlefield.

Suddenly, a 'corpse' full of tattoos moved and got up.

"Sure enough, any ability is empty, and the ability to save lives is the most real..."

Poison Thirteen muttered.

When he got this tattoo, he had almost nothing but a little cursing ability. The only benefit was that he had a strong life-saving ability.

Because of this, he avoided several dangers.

Especially this time!

Simon's body was not far away, leaning against a tree, half of his head was missing.

Although he mastered three strange things, he also started the practice of resonance, and the last strange thing was specially designed to save his life, but he still died.

Because the resonance is not high enough, the strange things are not completely integrated.

Simon's third strange thing is a bone. He hides this bone inside his body, which can block a strange attack and even slowly replace the bones of the whole body.

But at the moment, he has only replaced the sternum, and the head is a weak point.

After killing several high-level executives one after another, he was beaten to death.

In other words, even if the practice of resonance is turned on, the human body is still too fragile.

Most of the sword-wielding people are a group of people who can attack high and defend low.

Unless he becomes a real 'weird' like Bei Kuo, he has no weaknesses.

It's just that at that time, the will can't bear the instinct of the strange thing, and it is also a dead end.

The higher the resonance of the sword holder, the more despair he feels!

"No matter what, I won this time... These weird things are all mine!"

Du Shisan took a deep breath, his face was pale, and he didn't know what he paid to limit the tattoo to one of his arms.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

He laughed happily, and began to think of the good life in the future.

If nothing else, he is probably the next president of the Wuguang Society.

Whoosh!

A cold wind picked up.

Du Shisan's expression changed and he looked around.

The boundless darkness shrouded, and there seemed to be a large number of incomplete silhouettes.

"It's a curse!"

"The Curse of the Notebook!"

"It didn't go away, it just came a little late!"

Du Shisan's expression was hideous, and the strange tattoos instantly covered his whole body: "Hold on! You must hold on!"

The next moment, those figures slowly walked over.

gloomy, scary...

The power of the curse erupted, and the tattoo quickly faded.

"No, the notebook suppressed the tattoos!" Du Shisan's eyes widened, and it was the first time he saw something weird that could completely suppress his own tattoos.

The next moment, his body fell to the ground and began to decompose rapidly.

he died.

Died under a belated curse.

"Inside the Wuguang Society, there isn't a good person anyway, and dying is to purify the air..."

The next moment, next to Simon's body, a notebook suddenly opened, turned over, used the capsule as a foot, climbed to the strange things in an inverted V shape, and opened his big mouth.

"I am doing a good deed, otherwise so many strange things stay here, and if they get out of control together, the city next to them may be destroyed because of this..."

In the notebook space, Fang Xian's primordial spirit continued to absorb the characteristics and sighed with enjoyment and satisfaction.

Immediately,

He looked at a bunch of extra traits.

"Strange things are also graded. According to the information collected during this period, there are five grades in total. The 'I' grade strange things are the lowest, and the 'V' grade is the highest... But even the 'I' grade strange things are not enough. It will be very dangerous, but the killing efficiency is low, Class II strange things can easily cause multiple levels of casualties, and Class III strange things are a disaster for a city... Also known as 'City Destruction'!"

"According to this classification, the qualities in my hands, only the notebook, the no-circuit, and the black raincoat are around grade III... The rest are grade I and grade II garbage... Of course, even the lower-level weirdness For ordinary people, it still means despair...and above the third level, there is another name...'natural disaster level'! It is extremely terrifying and has no solution!"

"The harvest this time, the map is quite useful... After all, the Wuguang Society is just a small organization, and they dare not touch the particularly dangerous and strange things. The last strange rain, Simon also waited until the rain dissipated. Dare to go and pick up the corpse..."

"The spirituality stored in so many characteristics is not as good as the original raincoat... It's really drunk."

Fang Xian climbed up to Simon's side, thought about it, opened a bottle, and put the blood in it on the notebook.

Through this medium, he seemed to be able to see a green-haired zombie walking through many buildings.

"I seem to have made something incredible... That piece of wood is at most level I, but its characteristics are fully activated. After integrating one person, it is completely comparable to the horror of level III! After all, most weird things are very rigid. , if the rules are figured out, it can be won at a relatively small price, but it is different, it seems to have acquired a little human cunning, even if it is just a little bit, it is very incredible, and maybe it will continue to grow. potential……"

Fang Xian did not immediately curse the corpse.

He left blood only as a means of monitoring and countermeasures.

He still wants to continue to observe what this experimental body will eventually become.

After he was full of food and drink, and disguised as a notebook that was harmless to humans and animals, the surrounding environment immediately quieted down.

Except for the bloody and scary scene, there is really no danger.

"Are you waiting for someone to collect the corpse? If there is such a big movement, there is a high probability that I will be found by the secret agency and brought back to the headquarters... Should I go to the headquarters for a wave? There must be a lot of strange things sealed there, maybe just A wave of fat is enough for me to use the magical power to seize the body..."

Fang Xian thought with some emotion.

As for the seal of the Fountain of the Dead, he didn't pay attention to it at all.

But immediately, he secretly rejected the plan.

"Even if I accumulate enough spirituality, I don't have a suitable body... I still need to continue to experiment and observe for a while... The headquarters of the secret agency, just wait for a while before going to it."

If you go to a secret agency and face a brand-new strange thing, you will definitely conduct a lot of tests and tests... Fang Xian is a little annoying.

Besides, it is unlikely that he will appear in the options of the novice students and be brought out to let the wind out until the hidden dangers are thoroughly figured out.

"It seems that some spirituality has to be consumed..."

Fang Xian waved to the pile of groceries and took out the characteristics of the strange map. .

The notebook opened a new page, and a somewhat rough map emerged. If you look closely, you will find that this is the nearby terrain.

"Fortunately, the headquarters of the Wuguang Society was not far from the 'Haige City'... Spirituality is precious, I have to find a good home as soon as possible..."