The fungus and spores of the Black Taisui completely controlled the human body in a biological form.
When the body jumped back and the brain was imprisoned, the enemy would naturally become a captive or even a subordinate.
However, the time needed to corrode the mind was definitely much longer than the time needed to corrode the body.
At this moment, Fang Xian looked at Xia La. He could see that although this woman's body was being controlled, there were all kinds of struggles in her eyes.
The eyes were the windows to the mind.
Her mind had not surrendered yet. There was still a long way to go before she could be compared to the fanatics in Lunatic Town.
"However … I don't need your submission. I'm just interested in the ancient books of your faction …"
Fang Xian thought for a moment and walked into the farm.
Occasionally, the smell of blood came from various rooms.
Those were the original heretics who had been cursed to death by him.
However, in the dead silence, the sound of a collision became more and more ear-piercing.
Bang! Bang!
Fang Xian came to a corridor and saw a pool of blood on the ground.
Most of it came from an unlucky corpse. A small portion seeped out from the violently trembling door. Among them were small worms that kept wriggling.
"It's that bald old man!"
Even though there was a door between them, the amazing inspiration gave Fang Xian the answer.
"He actually didn't die after being hit by my curse … However, he has already mutated into a monster … Even his mind has gone crazy?"
At this moment, as if sensing his arrival, the thing in the door suddenly went berserk.
Bang!
The door was directly smashed open, and a 'monster' rushed out.
It was like a huge ball of meat, with worms crawling on its surface.
In the center of the ball of meat, one could see a face that had almost melted.
It was that bald old man!
He had indeed mutated into a monster!
At this moment, the monster let out a low murmur without specific meaning. Its body wriggled as it rushed toward Fang Xian.
Bang!
Although its speed was relatively slow, the tentacles formed by the worms had already lashed out like steel whips.
"No … this kind of evil aura … If I were an ordinary investigator, I would probably be seriously affected?"
Fang Xian leaned to the side and dodged a 'whip'. He quickly jumped back.
Behind him, the huge ball of meat chased after him.
Bang!
Fang Xian raised his right hand high to cover his face. He broke through the window and arrived at a grain-sunning field.
Pa!
The wooden wall shattered, and the monster followed closely behind.
"It wasn't this fierce before … No, it was my arrival and the spell I cast earlier that stimulated it?" Fang Xian quickly understood the reason. 'Perhaps the old bald man's will was still there, struggling between sobriety and madness … but my arrival broke the balance and drove him completely mad?'
The air here was originally filled with spores.
However, Fang Xian saw that the monster was constantly devouring them, as if it was not afraid of being affected.
"As expected … after the mutation, I've gained a certain amount of worm power?"
When Fang Xian saw this scene, he could not help but sigh inwardly.
Soon after, his eyes darkened and he began to recite an incantation.
"The bird with broken wings is my name. I will devour your pain to feed my heart."
The Broken-Winged Bird Poem!
In fact, after the publication of the novel, this incantation might be the most destructive power in Fang Xian's hands!
In front of Fang Xian, a thick darkness appeared.
Suddenly, the darkness was pierced, and a giant bird flew out.
The pitch-black flames turned into feathers, and filthy scales grew on its huge and ugly body.
The bat-like wings seemed to have been broken from the middle.
The Broken-Winged Bird!
"Pain … Pain …"
A voice of desire appeared in Fang Xian's ears.
You give me pain, I will give you strength!
"Do I need pain?"
Fang Xian's lips curled into a smile.
His spiritual sense vibrated and connected to the countless images in the void.
They were the images of the readers being tortured by "Mr. Ring" to the point of death and incomparable pain.
The spiritual pain was higher than the physical pain.
And the combination of everyone's pain was bound to exceed the pain of one person!
After this period of accumulation, Fang Xian had accumulated a large number of 'offerings'.
"Take it … This pain!"
With a thought, Fang Xian 'sacrificed' the collected pain.
The images quickly turned into black lines, as if they had become a part of the black fog.
In the real world, a black fog suddenly appeared.
Poof!
A large black bird suddenly broke through the black fog, truly descending upon Orsay City, descending upon this farm!
This was a real foreign creature!
The Broken-Winged Bird!
It fed on pain, had no feet, and spent its entire life flying!
"As expected … the incantation of the Broken-Winged Bird is a summoning spell?"
Fang Xian felt that his spirit was being consumed quickly, and even his rationality was slowly declining, but a sense of ecstasy appeared in his heart. "But its level … seems to be a little lower than I thought, I can still barely control it!"
At this moment, the Broken-Winged Bird let out a strange cry and directly rushed towards the meat monster on the ground.
Whoosh!
It moved like the wind, almost exceeding the speed of sound.
Pa!
With just a dive, its huge wings were like blades, cutting off a large chunk of meat.
The bald face let out a painful roar, and countless meat worms surged out of the wound, entrenched, and melted … Gradually, it recovered to its original state.
But the next moment, the black shadow descended again!
The Broken-Winged Bird circled in the air and swooped down again, its beak fiercely pecking the human face.
This time, there was no chance of luck.
The meat let out a scream filled with pain, and the human face directly collapsed and dissipated, the worms exploding one after another.
This mutated monster could not withstand a single blow from the Broken-Winged Bird's powerful attack.
After killing the meat monster, the Broken-Winged Bird still lingered in the sky above the farm, unsatisfied. Its eyes were bloodshot, as if it was still looking for prey.
"No … It's looking for me, and preparing to bite me?"
Fang Xian had a splitting headache. At this moment, he forcefully used his level to suppress the restless darkness in his body. "The summoning is over … Go back!"
Most of the incantations or rituals of ordinary pagans could be released but not withdrawn.
Or, once they were used, even they did not know the consequences.
But Fang Xian was different.
At least, he was confident and had the ability to clean up the mess.
For example, after the Broken-Winged Bird completed its mission, he forcefully ended the summoning!
The black fog in the air quickly dispersed.
The Broken-Winged Bird let out a few unwilling cries, but its body gradually became illusory and merged into the black fog.
Fang Xian cleaned up the battlefield and returned to his car.
Shayla was already sitting in the driver's seat, her eyes filled with despair.
After seeing the Broken-Winged Bird, she knew very well that with the terrifying power that Fang Xian had displayed, even if she was at her peak, she would not be able to resist.
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