Chapter 408
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After completely breaking through the pagan woman's mental defenses, she confessed faster than anyone else.
Fang Xian did not go home. He found a campsite in the wild and listened to Sherra's narration calmly.
"According to what you said … there are many factions within the Fallen Star Church. You belong to the Wind Chasing Faction, and that old man belongs to the Listening Faction? Were you working with them before this? "
Fang Xian nodded to show that he understood.
Sherra sat on a rock, motionless like a statue.
Her body was covered in mushrooms and mycelium, and only her mouth could move. "Yes … but all of our sects agree on one point of view. When the stars fall, the Primordial Ruler will return to the world …"
The stars returning to their positions and the stars falling … they were all the same thing.
Fang Xian nodded with a solemn expression. He knew that his guess was correct.
The Fallen Star Church was very complicated and had many members. It was not something the Outlanders Sect could compare to.
If the Investigators wanted to completely destroy it, they would have to pay a huge price and effort.
"So … what do you believe in?"
Fang Xian thought about it and asked the most important question.
"I believe in the existence above the Wild Hunter Throne!" Sherra became very fanatical at the mention of faith, like a loyal dog.
Fang Xian pressed his forehead.
When Sherra said 'Wild Hunter Throne', his spiritual sense was triggered.
…
It was a bone-chilling cold as if he was naked in a world of ice and snow.
In the temperature that could freeze the soul, he seemed to see a throne above the snowstorm.
Endless spirits surrounded it.
…
"This position is a little high. It should be an existence similar to the Goddess of Fertility and the King of Dusk …"
Fang Xian forced his inspiration back and did not write a poem for it.
Perhaps such a short poem would be filled with 'power', but power that was not under his control was useless.
"Alright, that's enough. Tell me about the power that you can control! And some rituals and incantations … "
He looked at Sherra and asked.
'This man is not an Investigator at all. He's not cautious and restrained at all. Instead, he's fanatically pursuing supernatural power!' Sherra had a realization in her heart.
It gave her a little confidence.
After all, as long as one came into contact with supernatural power, there was a possibility of being corroded!
Even if the other party appeared to be extremely powerful, his rationality might have already reached the edge of danger.
"Our incantations and rituals are mainly two kinds of 'marks'. They come from the Sect of Listening. It's safe to say that the Sect of Listening nurtured the other factions within the Fallen Star Church. Some of our factions are even enemies with each other, but our relationship with the Sect of Listening is not bad …"
Fang Xian knew this very well.
After all, every test subject might not have heard of the same great existence, and the source of their power would be different.
Faith and power required a choice. Some sources of power even conflicted with each other.
It was inevitable that the factions would split.
He nodded, motioning for Shayla to continue.
Shara took a deep breath, feeling a little disappointed. He continued, "We currently have two types. The 'Mark of the Gate' was given to the Listening Sect by the existence on the Wild Hunter Throne, and they passed it to us. The 'Wind Chasing Seal' was given to the existence on the Wild Hunter Throne by our pious sacrifices … It was also at that time that our Wind Chasing Sect was completely established."
"The Seal of the Gate? The 'Wind Chasing Seal'? "
Fang Xian's interest was piqued.
"We believe that the mark is the source of power! The 'Mark of the Gate' allows us to use the angle to complete a spatial jump … and the 'Wind Chasing Seal' can summon the loyal hound of the Lord … "
Shara said slowly. Her eyes were starting to blur, and mycelium was spreading out from her eyes.
This meant that her soul was beginning to be eroded, and her mind was being distorted.
Otherwise, this heathen would not be so calm. Instead, she would crazily summon the existence above the Wild Hunter's Throne … although it would be useless. At most, it would cause her to become deranged, insane, and even mutate her body.
Even the Secret Keeper did not have a good idea on how to interrogate heretics.
"Show me these two marks!"
Fang Xian's eyes lit up. This was the power of space that he was very interested in.
Although he might not be able to make the same mark, he could use the power of the short poem to imitate the effect of the mark.
When that time came, he would not have to drive that old car every time he went out.
…
A few hours later.
Fang Xian drove the small car back to his apartment.
He had seen the two marks once, so he had some inspiration and ideas.
After some time, he could create it. As for Shara? She was dealt with.
Even though he had complete control over her, he was still a little worried about her.
"The Wind Chasing Seal is probably the kind of invisible monster that I can summon. It's quite powerful, but what I value more is the Wind Chasing Seal. It can greatly increase my mobility …"
Fang Xian sat in front of his desk and thought slowly. "If it's another heretic, they will face a big problem if they continue like this. How do they choose the source of power?"
Even the Fallen Star Church could only split into different factions in such a situation.
They were praying to different existences, calling for power.
Faith could not tolerate impurities. It could only be one.
As for letting the dark force corrode one's body, they could only choose one.
Mixing all kinds of crazy powers together must be because they were tired of living or wanted to become a meatball monster like the bald old man.
Fang Xian's situation was a little better than theirs.
First of all, the power that he was currently cultivating wasn't too strong.
Other than that, he could still suppress it with his own level.
"Even if I have to choose in the end, my upper limit must be much higher than ordinary people … Maybe I can sense the robbery power before that … The robbery power in this world must be unusually rich!
"In fact, although I can't sense the robbery power in this world, I can spread the Way of Necromancy … But there are too many true god-level big shots. It'll be bad if I get caught.
"Control! Control is the key! "
Fang Xian aimlessly wrote and drew on a piece of white paper with a pen, making plans for the future.
If he could not confuse it and had to choose, he still could not sense the robbery power.
Then he might be able to take in one or two disciples and try the Way of Necromancy.
"It's a loss because I can't use it, but my disciples can. If I don't do it well, I'll be deceiving my master …
"Besides, when they grow up, they might not be willing to help me. It's better to describe my power as a hidden existence and try to summon it …
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