The Lord of Reincarnation

"Children? Are you talking about Hei Taisui?"

Fang Xian sneered: "That kind of existence, second only to the gods, how could it be driven by you? You summoned it, worshiped it, that's all, it doesn't obey the orders of believers, they only act according to their own preferences, That's how they are..."

"Investigator, you know us well."

As soon as the name Hei Taisui was uttered, the surrounding area was completely silent.

After a long time, an old pagan spoke.

"Yes, and... with your pathetic power and error-ridden rituals, even if you have accumulated them for hundreds of years, you can only summon them to appear in dreams... If you want it to come to reality completely, even if all of you It is not enough to sacrifice the human spirit...Of course, maybe one day, it will find it interesting by itself, jumping into the real world to play, you can only look forward to this..."

Fang Xian shrugged his shoulders: "As for the goddess of abundance, this is even more so... The gods have always looked down on ants, so... you let Luo Fu go, and we leave now, how about it?"

"Jie Jie... You are still afraid, you have been parasitized, and sooner or later you will become a part of us! Your thinking seems to be different from that of ordinary investigators. Join us, and you will get everything you want!"

The old pagan spread his hands.

"No, you are just fighting against the weak! Of course I choose to side with the strong!"

Fang Xian shook his head.

Choose a secret keeper, you can also get in touch with the mystery, and you don't have to hang yourself on a tree.

The most important thing is that this 'Outlander Religion' is too weak, they were hit to the point where only a few people remained, and in the end they all died, and their spirits hid in dreams.

Such a weak chicken, what else do you want to join?

"Son, you made the wrong choice."

The old pagan spread his hands: "Kill him!"

Around him, town residents who were like guards immediately surrounded him.

"Is it just like this? Thanks to me, I still look forward to it. If there is some supernatural power or something, it turns out to be a group fight. The sense of expectation is instantly shattered..."

Fang Xian complained,

A sneer emerged from the corner of his mouth: "Your gods don't care about your life and death at all, just like what I am doing now... I will use the power of your gods to defeat you!"

The environment here is so wonderful that part of the activated spiritual power in his body is ready to move.

"Big words!"

The leading pagan snorted coldly, and began to chant the mantra in a low voice.

The mushrooms on the townspeople suddenly grew vigorously, not only that, but the concentration of spores in the air seemed to be rising.

Since this is a dreamland, the effect of the spell seems to be even better.

Even the bumps on Fang Xian's body were rapidly expanding, spreading hyphae, trying to restrict his movements and restrain him.

Looking at all kinds of people surrounding him, Fang Xian also quickly chanted: "This is a hymn dedicated to the giant worm..."

This is the mantra - 'Worm Hymn'!

In the past, it couldn't be used because it lacked a kind of dark vitality!

But now, Fang Xian has understood the mystery of the mantra.

The "Worm Hymn" requires the "abnormal vitality" of spores and fungi as a medium for casting spells!

As soon as the spell was uttered, the surging power entrenched in Fang Xian's body, and suddenly turned into a wild beast, swallowing many hyphae and fungal spores in his body in one gulp.

This is the 'sacrifice' of the spell, and it is also the medium for casting the spell!

'My previous thoughts were a bit biased... The power of the 'Worm Hymn' does not necessarily favor healing, it can also be summoning, or directly attacking! '

‘It sacrifices the vitality of darkness to gain power. As for how to use the power and how to express it...it’s up to the caster to decide! '

Darkness surged in Fang Xian's eyes, and the terrifying aura overflowed, making the townspeople fearful and afraid to go forward.

At the same time, he continued to chant the mantra:

"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!"

Rumble!

In the dream, the void surged, the shadows twisted, and suddenly turned into thick black worms.

They are like earthworms, each of which is as thick as a bucket, with a black body and a head made of countless sharp teeth, with sharp mouthparts like a blender.

This is part of the power that Fang Xian will get from sacrificing his vitality, and he chose to 'summon'!

He retained part of the dark power, even so, he summoned nine such ominous creatures.

Puff!

The huge worm rolled and bit the townspeople directly.

Their skin is extremely hard, with a thick layer of cutin, which cannot be broken even by a sharp blade.

On the opposite side, the nine heretics were already sluggish.

The old leader almost tore off his beard: "This... this is the 'Black Silkworm King Gu', even the high priest can only summon five of them at once..."

Black Silkworm King Gu!

Of course, this is the name given to the giant worm by the pagans themselves. They are considered to be the servants and fighters of Hei Taisui, possessing extremely powerful abilities.

However, even the highest achiever who has practiced the "Secret Gu Sutra" and is honored as the "high priest" can summon up to five at a time!

Fang Xian's performance has far exceeded their imagination.

"The gods...why would they favor you?"

Several other pagans even looked as if they had seen a ghost.

We are all our own people, all heretics, why do we beat ourselves up?

"Because they don't care at all...I don't care either, power is power, as long as it can be used." Fang Xian had a smile on his lips, and displayed the remaining part of the dark power.

This time, he chose the type of direct attack.

"careful!"

The old pagan yelled, but it was too late.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew in place, a black wind!

Like a steel knife, the hurricane swept across nine heretics, tore their clothes, bit their flesh and blood, and finally only a skeleton remained.

"Sacrifice!"

Step by step, Fang Xian walked up to Luo Fu and grabbed the mycelium on his body.

A layer of black flames emerged and burned quickly, eliminating the spores and fungi.

Only then did Love's dazed expression become somewhat sober, and his face quickly became terrified: "Go... in that cave... the things in that cave..."

"Hei Taisui, I know..."

Fang Xian looked towards the cave.

I made such a fuss at the entrance of the cave, which seemed to have attracted its attention.

In the darkness, there seemed to be something wriggling and approaching...