At this time, the empty hilltop had become full of potholes.
Corpses, blood, and the stench of decay … All of these pointed to a strange battlefield.
Suddenly, one of the 'corpses' covered in tattoos moved and got up.
"As expected, all abilities are fake. The ability to protect one's life is the most practical …"
Poison Thirteen mumbled.
When he first obtained this tattoo, other than a bit of curse power, it had nothing else. The only benefit was that it had a strong ability to protect one's life.
Because of this, he had avoided danger many times.
Especially this time!
Simon's corpse was not far away, leaning against a tree. Half of his head was gone.
Although he was in possession of three strange items and had also activated the cultivation of resonance degrees, the last strange item was specially used to save his life. However, he still died.
Because the resonance degree was not high enough, the fusion of the strange items was not complete.
Simon's third strange item was a bone. He had hidden this bone inside his body. It could block a strange attack, and he could even slowly replace the bones in his body.
But so far, he had only replaced his sternum. His head was a weakness.
After killing a few higher-ups, he was beaten to death.
In other words, even if he had activated the resonance degree cultivation, the human body was still too weak.
Most of the swordsmen were a bunch of people with high attack and low defense.
Unless they were like Bei Kuo, who had become a true 'strange', they would not have any weaknesses.
But at that time, their will would not be able to resist the instinct of the strange items, and they would still die.
The higher the resonance degree of the swordsmen, the more despair they felt!
"No matter what, I've won this time … These strange things are all mine!"
Poison Thirteen took a deep breath. His face was pale. He did not know what price he had to pay to limit the tattoo to his arm.
"Haha … haha …"
He laughed heartily, and started to daydream about the beautiful life in the future.
If there were no accidents, he would probably be the next leader of the Lightless Society.
Whoosh whoosh!
A cold wind blew.
Poison Thirteen's expression changed, and he looked around.
Endless darkness shrouded them, and there seemed to be a large number of incomplete human silhouettes.
"This is a curse!"
"The curse of the notebook!"
"It did not disappear, it just came a little late!"
Poison Thirteen's expression was ferocious, and the strange tattoo covered his whole body. "Hold on! You must hold on! "
In the next moment, those figures slowly walked over.
Cold and frightening …
The power of the curse erupted, and the tattoo quickly faded away.
"Not good, the notebook suppressed the tattoo!" Poison Thirteen's eyes widened. This was the first time he had seen a strange object that could completely suppress his tattoo.
The next moment, his body fell to the ground and began to rot rapidly.
He's dead.
Died under the curse that came late.
"In any case, there isn't a single good person in the Lightless Society. Even if they all die, the air will be purified …"
The next moment, beside Simon, a notebook suddenly opened and flipped over. Using the cover as its feet, it crawled in an inverted V shape toward the strange objects and opened its ferocious mouth.
"I'm doing a good deed. Otherwise, if so many strange things were left here and they went out of control, the neighboring cities might be destroyed …"
Inside the notebook, Fang Xian's primordial spirit kept absorbing the characteristics and sighed in satisfaction.
Then, he looked at the new pile of characteristics.
According to the information collected during this period of time, there are a total of five levels. 'I' mysterious objects are the lowest, and 'V' is the highest … But even if it's only 'I' mysterious objects, they're still very dangerous. It's just that their killing efficiency is lower. 'II' mysterious objects can easily cause multiple levels of death and injury, and 'III' mysterious objects are a disaster to a city … They're also known as' City-destroying Level '!'
"According to this classification, only the notebook, no circuit, and the black raincoat are around Grade III … The rest are all Grade I and Grade II trash … Of course, even the lowest grade of strange objects still means despair to ordinary people … Above Grade III, there's another name … Calamity Grade! It's extremely terrifying and unsolvable!
"Among the gains this time, only the map is relatively useful … After all, the Lightless Society is only a small organization, and they don't dare to come into contact with strange objects that are especially dangerous. Simon also waited until the rain dissipated before he dared to go and pick up the corpses …
"The spirituality stored in so many characteristics is still not as good as the raincoat from before … I'm really speechless."
Fang Xian crawled to Simon's side. After thinking for a while, he opened a bottle and poured the blood inside onto the notebook.
Through this medium, he seemed to be able to see a green-haired zombie moving through many buildings.
"I seem to have created something incredible … That wooden board is at most Grade I, but after its characteristics are fully activated and fused with a person, it's completely comparable to the horror of a Grade III object! After all, most strange objects are very rigid. If their patterns are figured out, they can be taken down at a relatively small price. But this one is different. It seems to have gained a little human cunning. Even if it's just a little, it's still very impressive, and it might even have the potential to continue growing … "
Fang Xian did not immediately curse the corpse.
He left the blood behind as a means of monitoring and counterattacking.
He still wanted to continue observing for a while as to what this test subject would eventually become.
After he had eaten and drunk his fill, he once again disguised himself as a harmless notebook, and the surroundings immediately quieted down.
Other than the fact that the scene was a little bloody and terrifying, there was indeed no danger.
"Am I waiting for someone to collect the corpse? After causing such a big commotion, there's a high chance that I'll be found by the Secret Service and brought back to the headquarters … Should I go to the headquarters and have some fun? There must be a lot of strange objects sealed there. Maybe there'll be a lot of fat, enough for me to use the supernatural power of possession … "
Fang Xian thought, a little tempted.
As for the seal of the Fountain of Dead Souls, he did not care about it at all.
But right after that, he vetoed this plan in his heart.
"Even if I have accumulated enough spirituality, I don't have a suitable body … I still need to continue experimenting and observing for a while … I'll go to the headquarters of the Secret Service after a while."
If he went to the Secret Service and faced a new strange object, there would definitely be a lot of experiments and inspections … Fang Xian was a little annoyed.
Moreover, before he completely understood the hidden dangers, it was unlikely that he would appear in the options of the new students and be brought out for a walk.
"Looks like I still have to consume some spirituality …"
Fang Xian waved his hand at the pile of junk, and took out the characteristics of the strange map.
The notebook flipped to a new page, and a somewhat rough map appeared. If one looked closely, they would find that this was the nearby terrain.
"Luckily, the headquarters of the Lightless Association was not far from Haig City … spirituality is precious, I have to find a good next place as soon as possible …"
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