The empty hill had become potholed by this time.

Corpses, blood, and the stench of decay...... All of them show that this is a strange battlefield.

Suddenly, a 'corpse' covered in tattoos moved and crawled up.

"Sure enough, all abilities are false, and the ability to save lives is the most real......"

Poison Thirteen muttered.

When he got this tattoo, he had almost nothing but a little curse ability, and the only benefit was that he had a strong ability to save his life.

Because of this, he was able to avoid several dangers.

Especially this time!

Simon's body was not far away, leaning against a tree, half of his head gone.

Although he has three strange things in his hands, and he has also opened the cultivation of resonance, the last strange thing is specially designed to save his life, but he still died.

Because the resonance is not high enough, the strange things are not completely integrated.

Simon's third strange thing is a bone, which he hides inside his body, which can block a strange attack and even slowly replace the bones in his body.

But at the moment, he has only replaced the sternum, and the head is a weak point.

After killing several high-ranking people one after another, he was desperately killed.

In other words, even if the cultivation of resonance is activated, the human body is still too fragile.

Most of the sword-wielding people are a group of people with high offense and low defense.

Unless it becomes a real 'weird' like Beikuo, it doesn't have any weaknesses.

It's just that at that time, the will can't bear the instinct of the weird thing, and it is also a dead end.

The higher the resonance of the sword-wielder, the more desperate he felt!

"Anyway, this time I won...... These strange things are mine! ”

Poison Thirteen took a deep breath, his face was pale, and he didn't know what price he had paid before he limited the tattoo to one of his arms.

"Haha...... Haha......"

He laughed heartily and began to reverie the good life of the future.

If nothing else, he will probably be the next president of the Lightless Society.

Whew!

A cold breeze blows.

Poison Thirteen's expression changed and he looked around.

Boundless darkness shrouded in what seemed to be a massive, mutilated silhouette of human figures.

"It's a curse!"

"The Curse of the Notebook!"

"It's not gone, it's just a little late!"

Poison Thirteen's expression was hideous, and the weird tattoo instantly covered his whole body: "Hold on!" Be sure to hold on! ”

The next moment, the figures slowly walked over.

It's cold, it's terrible......

The power of the curse exploded, and the tattoo faded quickly.

"Oh no, the notebook suppressed the tattoo!" Poison Thirteen's eyes widened, it was the first time he had seen something strange that could completely suppress his tattoo.

The next moment, his body fell to the ground and began to decompose rapidly.

He's dead.

Died under a belated curse.

"Inside the Lightless Society, there is no good person anyway, and dying is to purify the air......"

The next moment, next to Simon's body, a notebook suddenly opened, turned over, used the shell as a foot, climbed in front of the strange objects in an inverted V-shape, and opened a hideous mouth.

"I'm also doing a good deed, otherwise so many weird things stay here, and if they get out of control together, the city next to them may be destroyed because of this......"

In the notebook space, Fang Xian's primordial spirit continued to absorb the characteristics, and let out a sigh of enjoyment and satisfaction.

Immediately, he looked at the extra bunch of traits.

"There are also classifications for weird things, and according to the information collected during this time, there are five levels in total, with the 'I.' level weird things being the lowest, and the 'V.' being the highest...... But even if it's just a 'I.' class weird thing, it will be very dangerous, it's just a low killing efficiency, a level II weird thing can easily cause multiple levels of casualties, and a level III weird thing is a disaster for a city...... Also known as 'City Destroying Level'! ”

"According to this division, the characteristics in my hands are only the characteristics of notebooks, no circuits, and black raincoats, which are around level III...... Everything else is Class I or Class II garbage...... Of course, no matter how low-level weird things are, for ordinary people, it still means despair...... And above Level III, there is another title...... 'Cataclysmic Level'! It's terrible and incomprehensible! ”

"This harvest is that map, which is quite useful...... After all, the Lightless Society is just a small organization, and it doesn't dare to touch particularly dangerous weird things, and in the weird rain last time, Simon also waited until the rain dissipated before he dared to go over to pick up the corpse......"

"The spirituality stored inside so many traits is not as good as the original raincoat...... It's really drunk. ”

Fang Xian crawled to Simon's side, thought about it, opened a bottle, and got the blood inside into the notebook.

Through this medium, he seems to be able to see a green-haired zombie constantly walking through many buildings.

"I seem to have made something amazing...... That plank is at most I-class, but the trait is completely activated, and after fusing a person, it is completely comparable to the horror of class III! After all, most weird things are very rigid, and if they are figured out, they can be taken at a relatively small price, but it is different, it seems to have gained a little bit of human cunning, even if it is only a little, it is very impressive, and maybe there is still the potential to continue to grow......"

Fang Xian didn't immediately curse this corpse.

He left his blood behind only as a means of surveillance and countermeasures.

He wanted to continue to observe what the subject would eventually become.

When he had eaten and drunk enough, and once again disguised himself as a harmless notebook, his surroundings immediately fell silent.

Except for the bloody and terrifying scene, there is really no danger.

"Are you waiting for someone to collect the body? If there is such a big disturbance, there is a high probability that I will be found by someone from the secret agency and brought back to the headquarters...... Why don't you go to the headquarters and make waves? There must be a lot of strange things sealed there, maybe it's just a wave of fat, enough for me to use my magical powers......"

Fang Xian thought with some interest.

As for the seal of the Fountain of Necromancy, he didn't pay attention to it at all.

But soon, he secretly vetoed the plan.

"Even if I have enough spiritual energy, I don't have a proper body...... It is necessary to continue the experiment and observe for a period of time...... The headquarters of the secret agency, just wait a while before going. ”

If you go to the secret mechanism, you will definitely have a lot of tests and tests in the face of a new and strange thing...... Fang Xian was a little annoyed.

Besides, before he thoroughly understands the hidden dangers, he is unlikely to appear in the option of a novice cadet and be taken out to let the wind out.

"Looks like you have to consume some spirituality......"

Fang Xian beckoned to the grocery pile and took out the characteristics of the strange map.

Turning a brand new page from the notebook, a somewhat rough map emerges, which, if you look closely, reveals that it is the nearby terrain.

"Fortunately, the headquarters of the Aluminous Society was not far from 'Haig City'...... Spirituality is precious, I need to find a home as soon as possible......"