The Lord of Reincarnation

Smith's parents discovered that their son had recently changed.

It has become a lot weirder, hiding in the room mysteriously after school every day.

But... didn't look at it.

Instead, he was lying on the table, as if he was studying?

The ground is already full of discarded waste paper, rolled into balls and balls, quite messy.

night.

"Ho ho..."

Under the desk lamp, Smith's eyes were bloodshot.

But his expression was very crazy, full of a kind of frenzy, his upper and lower lips kept turning, and he muttered: "Finally... a part has been repaired... I have found the name of the Lost God! He will give me strength!"

"And, there is another prophecy."

"When the stars return to their place, what has lived will perish, what has long died will rise, abominations and horrors will rise from the depths of the abyss, and death and disease will spread throughout the world...and the Lord will come as He wishes. Come, grant the humble servant an 'Apocalypse'!"

"I have seen the truth, but I am so desperate... The end of the world cannot be avoided. The splendid human civilization cannot resist the cold malice from the dark depths of the universe."

The light in Smith's eyes gradually became condensed: "If you want to be saved, you can only believe in the God of Lost, believe in the Lord... the apocalypse will bestow strength on His servants!"

On the restored paper, the method of obtaining power was indeed recorded.

The first is to keep chanting the name of the lost god, to keep calling it.

The second one is a short poem.

"I will bear despair alone and walk silently in the dark."

Smith stood up.

At this moment, this middle school boy seemed to have found a great goal in life.

He's going to save the world!

...

This scene happened in many places.

These "Apocalypse" have no connection with each other, and have nothing in common, but they have obtained clues about the lost god.

Some of them are slabs, some are pottery, and some are texts.

The only thing they have in common is that they recorded the honorable name of the lost god, predicted the coming of the doomsday, and promised to give believers salvation and apocalypse!

This, of course, was created by Fang Xian.

In fact, these selected persons have one more thing in common.

That is, there are readers around who are full of resentment towards "Mr. Ring", and they are captured by his personality in a corner of the screen.

They may be friends, relatives, or people who happened to pass by on the street who are depressed. It is just because at the moment when the readers are full of resentment, the pictures are transmitted together and entered Fang Xian's sight.

Of course he will not select all his readers, that would be directly exposed to the keeper.

Therefore, such a secondary selection is performed.

‘My sect, let’s name it ‘Apocalypse Cult’... After all, it must follow the style of this world! '

Fang Xian pressed the center of his eyebrows, talking to himself.

He bought two cups of coffee, walked into the car, and handed a cup to Love who was observing.

"Surveillance is a delicate course. Those heretics are often hidden very deeply, and they will not easily reveal their true side in front of others. You must have enough patience..."

Love taught carefully.

"I see……"

Ordinary investigator, newly promoted Patriarch of the Apocalypse Order, and the God of Lost Secrets, Fang Xian answered very sincerely, biting his straw.

"I've been staring at this target for a long time. He's very cunning and hasn't exposed any traces, but I'm 40% sure that he must be related to the Fallen Star Cult... just recently, I don't know what happened, and he was exposed. More clues."

Love saw a fat man walking out of the department store, immediately put down his coffee, started the car, and followed slowly.

"I know... He probably found out that another stronghold in the city has been destroyed, and he is in a state of panic and anxious to contact his superiors..."

"According to this state, it won't take long for him to expose enough problems and pull out some heretics..."

Fang Xian nodded secretly, and followed the target home with Luo Fu.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

He got out of the car, walked around a corner, and looked around.

The surroundings are empty and silent, and there is no one in the corner.

Fang Xian took a deep breath, and began to draw lines one after another with both hands.

In the eyes of outsiders, this is just a gesture without the slightest meaning, and even pagans with dark powers cannot imitate it.

Because the most critical thing is not in gestures and lines, but in mental strength.

Specific spiritual power must be injected to unlock the mystery!

At this time, according to the method provided by Shara, he transformed part of his mental power and concentrated it on his fingers.

His mental power transformed, and his eyes suddenly turned into pure silver.

The silver-white lines are outlined in the void, continuously solidifying, and turning into a mark.

It is somewhat similar to a silver key, three-dimensional and three-dimensional, and has a somewhat illusory taste.

This is the highest mystery of the Wind Chaser Sect - 'The Seal of the Gate'!

After Xia La's confession, after being used by Fang Xian, a brand new form was born.

Fang Xian named it 'Secret Key', which means the key that can open all the secret doors.

The silver-white rays of light converged, and a door appeared in the corner.

The 'secret key' merged into the door and opened the door of space.

Fang Xian stepped in.

When it reappeared, it was already outside the Keeper's branch.

"The imprint of the door of the Chasing Wind faction is indeed a must for home travel, murder and arson..."

Fang Xian looked at the building not far away, and without wasting time, he directly recited the poem "Bird with Broken Wings".

this time.

More intense pain was accumulated than before, and all of them were sacrificed to the bird with broken wings.

On his body, a dense darkness suddenly appeared, completely covering his figure.

The darkness continued to spread and turned into a black mist.

From the black mist, the bird with broken wings, twice as big as last time, suddenly emerged.

Snapped!

The bird with broken wings fell suddenly, flapping its wings, and knocking off the roofs of a large building.

Crash!

Bricks and stones were flying all over the sky, smashing the unlucky ones to pieces.

‘How strong is the power of the Secret Keeper branch? Let me see it! '

Fang Xian waved again.

The dense black mist spread towards the Keeper's branch in an instant.

"Enemy attack!"

"It's a supernatural creature!"

"Where is the file of Footless Bird? Find it quickly!"

"shooting!"

The Keeper branch was attacked. A group of investigators were busy and calm, found a bunker, swallowed the medicine, and opened fire directly at the broken-winged bird.

But no matter what the caliber of firearms, not even the filthy feathers of a broken-winged bird can knock down a single one.

on the contrary.

When the black mist spread into the branch, the investigators covered their heads in pain, knelt down, and suffered terrible mental pollution and shock.

This is a supernatural power that even special drugs cannot resist!