The Lord of Reincarnation

The fungi and spores of Black Tai Sui completely control the human body in biological form.

The body bounces back, imprisoning the brain, and the enemy naturally becomes a prisoner, even a subordinate.

But corroding the mind will take a much longer time than corroding the body, much longer.

At this time, Fang Xian stared at Xia La, and could see that although the woman's body was being manipulated, there were various struggles in her eyes.

The eyes are the windows of the soul.

Her heart has not yet surrendered, and she is still far away from those fanatics in Madman Town.

"However... I don't need your surrender, I'm just interested in the classics of your faction..."

Fang Xian thought for a while and walked into the farm.

In the various rooms, there was an occasional smell of blood.

That was the original heretic, who was directly cursed and killed by him.

However, in the dead silence, the sound of a collision became more and more ear-piercing.

boom! boom!

Fang Xian came to a corridor and saw a pool of blood on the ground.

Most of them came from an unlucky corpse, and a small part seeped out from the violently shaking door, among which were worms that kept wriggling.

"It's the bald old man!"

Even through a door, amazing inspiration gave Fang Xian the answer.

"Because of my spell, he didn't die... But, he has mutated into a monster... Is he even mentally crazy?"

At this time, it seemed to sense his arrival, and the things inside the door suddenly went berserk.

Clap!

The door was knocked open, and a 'monster' rushed out.

It looked like a huge lump of meat, with worms and hogs crawling on the surface.

In the very center of the mass, a face that almost melted can be seen.

It's the bald old man!

He has indeed mutated into a monster!

At this moment,

The monster murmured without specific meaning, squirmed its body, and rushed towards Fang Xian.

Clap!

Although it was moving at a relatively slow speed, the tentacles made up of fleshy worms had been whipped towards it like steel whips.

'No... this kind of evil aura... If I were an ordinary investigator, I would probably be seriously affected? '

Fang Xian turned to one side, avoided a 'whip', and quickly jumped back.

Behind him, the huge meatball pursued closely.

boom!

Fang Xian raised his right hand high to cover his face, smashed through the window, and came to a grain drying field.

Snapped!

The wooden wall shattered directly, and the monster followed closely behind.

'It wasn't so fierce before... No, it was my arrival and the spell I cast before that stimulated it? ’ Fang Xian quickly figured out the reason: ‘Perhaps the original bald old man’s will was still there, struggling between sobriety and madness...but my arrival broke this balance and made him completely crazy? '

The air here was already filled with spores.

But Fang Xian saw that this monster was devouring them continuously, and it seemed that he was not afraid of being controlled by the influence at all.

‘Sure enough... After alienation, did you gain a certain amount of worm power? '

Seeing this scene, Fang Xian couldn't help but secretly sighed.

Immediately, his eyes became deep and he began to chant the mantra:

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

The Psalm of the Bird with Broken Wings!

In fact, after publication, this mantra may be the most lethal power in Fang Xian's hands!

Before Fang Xian's eyes, a dense darkness appeared.

Suddenly, the darkness was pierced, and a giant bird flew out.

The pitch-black flame turned into feathers, and dirty scales grew on the huge and ugly body.

The bat-like wings seemed to have been broken off by someone.

Bird with Broken Wings!

"Pain...pain..."

In Fang Xian's ear, a voice of longing emerged.

You give me pain, I give you strength!

"Do you need pain?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Fang Xian's mouth.

His inspiration shook, and he communicated with countless pictures in the void.

It was a picture of readers being tortured to death by 'Mr. Ring', and the pain was extremely painful.

Mental pain is higher than physical pain.

And the aggregation of the pain of many people must surpass the pain of one person!

After saving for this period of time, Fang Xian has accumulated a large amount of 'sacrifices'.

'Take it... these pains! '

With a thought, Fang Xian made a 'sacrifice' of the collected pain.

Those scenes quickly turned into black lines, as if they had become part of the black mist.

In the real world, a black mist suddenly emerged.

puff!

A big black bird suddenly broke through the black mist and landed in the city of Orsay, in this farm!

This is a real alien creature!

Bird with Broken Wings!

Feeds on pain, has no feet, and flies all his life!

'Sure enough... the 'Bird with Broken Wings' spell, is it a summoning spell? '

Fang Xian felt that his spirit was being consumed rapidly, and even his sanity was slowly decreasing, but a burst of ecstasy appeared in his heart instead: "But its personality... seems to be a little lower than I imagined, and it can be barely manipulated." ! '

At this time, the bird with broken wings let out a strange cry, and rushed directly to the fleshy monster on the ground.

Whoosh!

It moves like the wind, almost exceeding the speed of sound.

Snapped!

It was just a dive, and the huge wings were like blades, cutting off a large piece of meat.

The bald man screamed in pain, and countless flesh worms gushed out, entrenched, and melted from the wound... Gradually, it returned to its original state.

But the next moment, the shadow came again!

The bird with broken wings circled in the air, then swooped down again, its beak pecked hard at the human face.

This time, there were no flukes.

The meatball let out a scream full of pain, the face collapsed and dissipated, and the worms exploded.

This mutated monster was simply vulnerable to the powerful attack of the broken-winged bird.

After the Bird with Broken Wings killed the fleshy monster, it was still wandering over the farm unsatisfied, its eyes were bloodshot, and it seemed that it was still looking for prey.

'No... this is looking for me, ready to bite me back? '

Fang Xian's headache was about to split, and at this time he forcibly used his personality to suppress the darkness that was about to move in his body: "The summoning is over...go back to me!"

Most of the incantations or rituals of ordinary pagans can be put away but not taken away.

Or, once it is displayed, even oneself does not know the consequences.

But Fang Xian is different.

At least, he is sure and capable of cleaning up the mess.

For example, after the Broken Wing Bird completes the task, forcefully end the summoning!

The black mist in midair quickly dissipated.

The bird with broken wings chirped a few times unwillingly, but its body gradually became illusory, blending into the black mist.

Fang Xian cleaned up the battlefield and returned to his car.

Shala was already sitting in the driver's seat, her eyes were full of despair.

After seeing the bird with broken wings, she knew very well that with the terrifying power Fang Xian displayed, even in her prime, she could not resist.