Chapter 132 The Second Copy
The last time Fang Xian came to Wulu Road, the notebook had not yet grown eyes and was unable to detect what was happening in the outside world.
This time, he ' felt .
"To solve a strange case, we must find the root cause... This circuit is not unsolvable. Its root cause still exists..."
'And, this area is not in the real world, but in another dimension. No wonder I can't escape no matter how hard I try... The source object is located here, constantly collecting spirituality. What is it trying to do?'
Fang Xian felt that in this space, the rules did not seem as strict as in the real world.
Even the shackles on the soul suddenly became much lighter.
"How interesting... Could it be that the so-called weirdness that suddenly appeared is, like me, an invasion from another world, or an overlap? After all, weird things are really incompatible with this world..."
He murmured and looked outside.
"Not well yet?"
Mary, half-kneeling on the ground, looked at the corpses that had regained their ability to move and roared wildly.
"I don't know... maybe it will take some time..." Hei Jie answered helplessly. He didn't know when the curse would erupt.
At this moment, a possibility suddenly occurred to me.
If the curse had a delay, wouldn't he have to die here?
"No, no... the last time the curse broke out immediately, but the time with the hamster, it didn't break out immediately. Is it random?"
A layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.
"If I had the will, I could definitely kill these two people here..."
Fang Xian said silently, and the power of his soul spread out.
He ignored these "derivatives" and started looking for the root of the circuitless thing according to the connection on Ziyuan's body.
The power of the soul spread rapidly, reaching far and wide, and everything around was clearly visible.
In this different dimension, he finally recovered some of the power of Yuanshen Daojun.
Soon, deep in the road, a blood-red - floor tile?
It seemed to be just an ordinary brick, but it was covered with blood, which was thick and unmelted.
It seemed that at some point, a quality from nowhere merged with this floor tile, forming a curse with no return path!
“I want this trait!”
"Let's not talk about other things for now. At least, this ability to form an alternate dimension can allow me to better exert my spiritual power!"
Fang Xian no longer hesitated, and controlled the Death Note, unleashing the maximum curse.
Mary's expression changed, she no longer looked so painful, and looked at her right hand blankly .
The Fire Ring fell silent, like a dead object, no longer tormenting her.
"Is this... suppressed?"
Weird things are also divided into levels. For example, the Fountain of the Dead is undoubtedly of a very high level, and its derivatives alone can suppress most of the weird things.
All around, rows of corpses fell down, quickly rotting away and turning into bones.
Meili's eyes immediately focused on the notebook in Hei Jie's hand: "Is this his strange thing? It can actually suppress my ring... The degree of horror may not be inferior to this path."
This time, Fang Xian controlled that trait and unleashed the curse to its maximum extent, concentrating it on the blood-stained tiles.
In an instant, the blood on the floor tiles seemed to come to life and began to move slowly.
Snap! Snap!
In the terrifying confrontation, the floor tiles seemed to be defeated, and cracks appeared on the surface.
But Fang Xian knew that it didn't matter at all.
Because weirdness is immortal.
No matter how strong the curse of the notebook is, it cannot destroy any strange things.
Even if this floor tile is shattered, it will slowly recover, the only difference is the speed.
"Now!"
His spiritual power spread upwards and suppressed it fiercely.
Even though his strength has dropped significantly, his status as a primordial spirit is still there! Moreover, in this different dimension, one more shackle has been removed compared to the real world.
"Smash it!"
Bang!
The floor tile exploded into powder, and a little bit of light emerged from it, trying to condense and reconstruct into an object.
Fang Xian directly spread the power of his soul upwards, just like controlling the characteristics of a notebook, and 'tamed' it in the same way, transferring it into the space of the notebook.
In the dark space.
He looked at the two qualities in front of him, one was the notebook itself, and the other was without a circuit. At this time, it did not appear as a brick, but a drop of blood with countless twisted rings connected end to end.
"Well, now I have tamed two dogs..."
Feeling the ability to control the characteristics, Fang Xian nodded: "It seems that my guess is correct. The notebook and floor tiles are just carriers. The characteristics are the key!"
"The reason why the secret mechanism of this world didn't discover this is probably because they don't have the ability to extract the trait..."
"This special substance, as if it were an invasion or overlap from another world, suddenly appeared and combined with ordinary objects to become something strange? What would happen if it merged with living things? Interesting... Maybe we should do an experiment..."
After mastering the second characteristic, Fang Xian immediately knew its capabilities.
In addition to the curse power shared by all strange creatures, its greatest ability is to create a road that connects the beginning and the end to form a closed loop, thereby opening up an alternate dimension in the real world.
The rules of this space are weaker than those of the real world, so his spiritual power can be amplified.
Of course, this is not the main ability of this space. Precisely because this space is very weak, like a crack in the real world, it is possible for it to connect to another "plane" and lead to the arrival of some kind of "horror".
"But this kind of behavior requires a huge amount of spiritual energy, and the floor tiles haven't accumulated enough yet...so we need to keep transferring and killing people?"
Fang Xian had a vague guess in his mind, a terrifying guess.
That may be the truth behind the strange appearance of this world!
"Of course, at this point, all its accumulation belongs to me!"
Fang Xian's soul felt a sense of satisfaction after having eaten a full meal.
"Unfortunately, it's still not enough. At most, it can keep me awake and prevent me from falling asleep. I still need to make the notebook capable of autonomous actions..."
"As expected, being a curse book has no future. I want to be a sealed book, so that the sword holders can take the initiative to send the weird things to me for sealing... How great would that be?"
Unfortunately, Fang Xian knew that he could only think about it.
The secret agency will not allow a strange thing to continue to grow without thorough research.
What's more, if you seal the strange thing in the dead spring water, you can take it out when you need it. Fang Xian will not spit out the bones after swallowing it.
