Fang Xian had never forgotten his true purpose.
The key was to retrieve his tribulation power and restore his strength to the sixth level!
Over the past few days, whenever he had time, he would silently ponder over his Path of Robbery Power and discover many flaws that he had not noticed before.
This was normal. After all, he was just an ordinary person. Even if he had cheats, it was bound to be full of thorns to open a path to the Zenith Heaven from nothing.
He even felt that even without the last incident in the Mecha World, the hidden dangers of the Path of Necromancer would sooner or later erupt!
Failure was not scary because there was still a chance to start again.
After recognizing himself, Fang Xian continued to deduce. At this time, he had two blurry ideas.
"Although my strength is not enough, the more ideas, the better. I can try them one by one …"
Fang Xian pondered, "The first one is probably to study the Immortal Poem and regard my Robbery Power as a secret existence, worship, believe … and then summon it! Summon it to this world! "
The rules of this world were very strange.
Ordinary people could summon the Evil God to the mortal world, what was a mere secret existence?
"And the second one is to improve my cultivation … Level Six Necromancer is the Nirvana Period, and the Robbery Power is silent … Then it will be fine to break through to Level Seven. But how can I break through to Level Seven when I can't practice and absorb the Robbery Power? This is an endless loop … and if Level Six is already like this, the path to Level Seven … Haha … It will be a huge problem to figure it out!
"Other than that, I am still too weak! Too weak! So weak that I can't sense the Robbery Power, no matter what I think of, it will be useless … So the first thing I need to solve is to improve my strength? "
Fang Xian felt a little headache.
This world did not have a complete and precise system of leveling up.
Even the division of elite investigators and legendary investigators was more based on their merits and achievements, not their strength.
This was also normal.
In the face of a terrifying existence like the Evil God, the level of strength was not important. Experience, decisiveness, and a little luck were the keys to success!
Fang Xian thought for a long time, stood up, ate a simple meal, washed up, and fell asleep on the bed.
…
The next day.
He drove his family's car to a supermarket in the distance, mailed the manuscript, and went shopping.
After that, Fang Xian lived a very regular life.
Every day, he would write novels, compose poems, and occasionally go out.
For Fang Xian, this kind of peaceful life was very rare.
In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.
With a sandwich in his mouth, he opened a letter that he had just received.
"Stuart … He's getting engaged to Shayla. That's fast …" Fang Xian mumbled as he swallowed his sandwich.
The last time they met was at the exhibition of that crazy sculptor.
Although Fang Xian had helped the two of them and prevented them from falling into a state of complete madness, there was no doubt that they would have to undergo some 'psychological treatment' afterwards.
Furthermore, the relationship between the two seemed to be very ordinary. They were just ordinary friends.
Why did they send him an invitation when they were about to get engaged?
As Fang Xian thought about it, a cold smile appeared on his face. "Once or twice is a coincidence, but if it happens three times, there's definitely something wrong …"
He thought about the first time he was ambushed. It was at Stuart's party.
The second time was when Shayla invited him to the exhibition.
And now, this somewhat hasty invitation was already the third time!
'If it was the old Roca, he would definitely not suspect his best friend like this … But I don't have any feelings for them, and the evidence points to them. Of course, I have to suspect them!
'If there's another supernatural force at this engagement party, it won't be a suspicion anymore. It'll be a certainty.'
Although he had guessed that it was a trap, Fang Xian was still prepared to take the risk.
Of course, he was not going alone.
"I'm an investigator … I can just call the branch for backup."
"I don't even need an excuse. I can just voice out my doubts. If I'm not wrong, the force behind this should be … the Fallen Star Church?"
The Fallen Star Church liked to kidnap artists and other people with high inspirations to obtain inspiration from the great beings.
Roca had died in their hands, and they had a grudge against Fang Xian.
After Lov caught them by the tail and wiped them out, they had hidden even deeper.
Now, they had licked their wounds and were ready to come out for another round?
"This is really … chasing after the incantation on my body …"
Fang Xian sighed, but he could understand.
The heretics in this world did not have a good life.
Ordinary heretics were like rats on the street, let alone ordinary ones.
Even those large churches with ancient books and inheritances might not be able to understand them.
For example, the Outlanders Church had mastered the Secret Gu Scripture, but they could not understand it. Their summoning skills were not as good as Fang Xian's.
Gods were hard to understand, and the books written by ordinary people with their own understanding were full of mistakes.
But Fang Xian was different!
His nature determined that he could understand those hidden existences, and the content he expressed was the most complete, systematic, and understandable. He was a huge treasure!
Although the investigators were cautious and did not want to use too much curse power, the heretics were different.
But the pagans were different. They were a bunch of lunatics.
They even dared to try the messed up books, turning their minds crazy and their bodies into monsters.
They were not afraid of sacrificing their lives and flesh. Of course, they were not afraid.
"In the end, they are after my poems!"
Fang Xian shook his head. "Just nice … I'll wipe out this Fallen Star Church in one fell swoop, and it can be considered as revenge for Roca."
With that in mind, he changed his clothes and went out to visit Lov.
Lov had been transferred to a normal ward, and he was in good spirits. He even talked to Fang Xian for a while.
After that, Fang Xian drove to the Secret Keeper's branch and went to the investigator, Frank.
"You said … you suspect that your friend might be related to the Fallen Star Church. This is … a very serious accusation!"
Inside the office, Frank crossed his fingers and asked in a heavy voice.
He was probably grumbling in his heart about why Roca would run into something like this every time he went on vacation.
"I don't have proof, only a guess … But in this case, it's already too late to find proof. All I can say is that all these things happen too coincidentally."
Fang Xian shrugged.
"So … it might be a trap. It's worth a try."
Frank nodded. "I understand. I'll bring a team of men and wait outside the venue …"
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