Chapter 292 Doom Warlock
【Robbery power +100! 】
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Near the secret place of 'Columbus' Dream'.
This is a newly opened colony and there is not even a colonial town.
Only Ferdinand established a colonial outpost, which has recently been under martial law. He is very wary not only of the indigenous people, but also of people from the New World, especially those from the Kingdom of Senburg.
Fang Xian was too lazy to sneak in, so he just slept in the wild.
I found a stone and sat cross-legged on it, and a series of prompts appeared in the attribute bar.
"I seem to have been drawn into another incredible vortex... The gathering of calamity power is even more intense than during the 'Feast of the King'..."
"But this is useless. My savings are enough to be promoted to a fourth-level alchemist... I just haven't been able to deduce it successfully..."
Fang Xian was thinking silently, and the content about the fourth step of the "Warlock's Tower" slowly flowed before his eyes.
"The Warlock's [Silver of Order] needs to construct its own 'mystery' and become a new source... But I don't want to follow this path completely, I'm just looking for a reference..."
With this thought in mind, Fang Xian summoned the attribute bar and began to comprehend the "Dongxuan Secret Record Manuscript".
Boom!
In an instant, he felt like he had lost his body.
Fang Xian's consciousness was infinitely elevated, but it was not his soul leaving his body. He suddenly arrived at an endless starry sky.
Countless nebulae gathered together to form the shape of a giant eye, watching him silently.
Hiss!
rustle!
Countless noises surged in, containing infinite knowledge of the celestial universe, almost bursting Fang Xian.
The knowledge is incomprehensible, yet carries a maddening power.
Fortunately, he is no longer the same person he used to be.
The third-level alchemist's calamity power was activated, and he barely maintained his consciousness. He did not collapse or go crazy, and waited quietly for the many illusions to pass.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
The dark universe suddenly collapsed towards its core, condensed into a point, and exploded violently.
Fang Xian suddenly felt his consciousness explode again and turned into countless dust.
He held on to a thread of clarity in his heart, and gradually regained consciousness, and survived the "Big Explosion".
The universe, the starry sky, and the giant eye suddenly disappeared.
Only one book remained at the original place.
——"A Copy of the Dongxuan Secret Record"!
"Have I truly finished reading it now?"
"That giant star eye is at least a true god-level existence? One of its followers wrote down the "Dongxuan Secret Records", which has been circulated for several times, and I have a copy in my hands... So the content recorded in it is probably less than one ten-thousandth of the other party's power?"
Fang Xian stepped forward and opened the first page of the manuscript.
A hazy message poured in, and those crazy, delirious contents suddenly became understandable.
The ancient mysterious language converges to form a noble name:
"The source of disaster, the vortex of the starry sky, the great eye of doom."
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Real world.
Fang Xian gasped and suddenly woke up.
A bloody wound appeared on his left cheek and a tongue stuck out, uncontrollably trying to utter the real name.
"Go back!"
Fang Xian pressed with his left hand, using his own mysterious power, and finally stuffed the tongue back in, controlling the blood and healing the bloody wound.
The next moment, a dense number of eyeballs suddenly appeared in his hands, looking around constantly.
"Strange power, terrible pollution!"
"There are still countless worlds between us..."
"If I were in that world, I would have probably died, or turned into a madman or a monster?"
"But... I finally grasped a trace of the domain power of this great being... 'Doomsday'?"
Fang Xian looked at the attribute column.
"What I want to be promoted to is definitely not the fourth step of the 'Warlock's Tower', nor the path of the Giant Eye, but a brand new branch that I have deduced... perhaps it can be named 'Doom'! 'Doom Warlock'!"
"This is also the fourth level of the alchemist's path! Master a trace of domain or authority!"
Thinking of this, Fang Xian no longer hesitated and shouted: "Promote!"
In an instant.
In his body, the surging mysterious blood gathered somewhere in his body.
It was a space that was both inside his body and outside his body.
The mysterious power formed a cycle, and seemed to give birth to a new source of mystery.
However, this "cycle" is very fragile and seems to be easily broken by any external force.
"doom!"
Fang Xian muttered silently, and used a bit of the authority in the field of 'Misfortune'.
A layer of gray light emerged, stained with the reincarnation of mysterious power, and merged with the unstable 'mysterious source'.
In the space, a gray star rises slowly.
In the real world, his eyeballs, bloody mouth... all of a sudden disappeared, as if suppressed by some mysterious force.
“Success!”
Fang Xian came back to his senses and looked at the new attribute column:
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[Name: Fang Xian (Daniel Roland)]
[Occupation: Doom Warlock (Fourth Level)]
[Magic|Talents: Danger Premonition, Physical Strengthening, Invisible Skin, Animal Affinity, Soul Awakening, Iron Body, Blood Manipulation, Doom Field]
[Taoism: ???, Martial Arts: ???, Weird: ???]
[Reincarnation: Can be activated]
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"[Doom Field]?"
"Sure enough... When you reach the fourth level of alchemy, all you're dealing with are conceptual powers..."
"I can feel that I am not in control of 'bad luck'. I just have a little power in the realm of bad luck... I can 'give' or 'take back' bad luck, but the extent is very slight, probably just enough to make someone sneeze or fall down..."
This level of misfortune couldn't even kill an ordinary person.
But Fang Xian's eyes lit up.
The realm of doom is not used in this way.
What would happen if a wizard sneezed while chanting a spell, or if a warrior fell while charging?
Or maybe the curse caster or the clergyman, when depicting the ritual, drew a wrong symbol or mispronounced the honorific name due to shaking hands?
This would probably be fatal.
Moreover, being able to bring bad luck to one's enemies from time to time is a miraculous ability that can bring them a lot of trouble.
“Not to mention, the control over the realm of doom can be deepened… When I completely control doom, perhaps with just a glance from me, the extraordinary person will lose control of his or her own mysterious power and will unfortunately start to lose control…”
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at the same time.
Outside Baoyu Harbor.
Special Agent Jimmy has found the scene where Takumi was murdered.
"A mysterious person disguised himself as Takumi Miller's coachman, took him to the suburbs, and took the opportunity to attack!"
He looked at the damaged carriage not far away, as well as the traces and corpses on the ground... and made a judgment: "He is very capable, but he should not have been promoted to the fourth level, otherwise there would be no need to go through so much trouble..."
Just then, he heard the sheriff's clamor outside: "Stop, what are you doing?"
"We are members of the Miller family. We also want to participate in this matter!"
A young man pushed the sheriff aside and walked in arrogantly: "My profession is 'tracker'. In this regard, I am more professional than you!"
Jimmy's face suddenly turned very ugly.
