Smith's parents found out that their son had recently changed.

It's become a lot weirder.,Every day after school, I mysteriously hide in my room.。

But...... Not really.

Instead, lying on the table, as if studying?

The ground was already full of discarded waste paper, rolled up into a mess, quite messy.

Night.

"Ho Ho ......"

Beneath the lamp, Smith's eyes were bloodshot.

But his expression was very frenzied, full of a kind of fanaticism, and his upper and lower lips kept turning together, muttering, "Finally...... Fixed some ...... I have found the name of the Lost God! He will give me strength! ”

"And, there's a prophecy."

"When the stars return, those who have lived will perish, those who have long perished will be resurrected, the abominable and terrible will crawl out from the bottom of the abyss, and death and disease will spread throughout the world...... And our Lord will come as expected to give the humble servant the 'revelation'! ”

"I saw the truth, but I was so desperate...... The coming of the end is inevitable, and the glorious human civilization cannot resist the icy malice from the dark depths of the universe. ”

The light in Smith's eyes gradually became condensed: "If you want to be saved, you can only believe in the lost god and believe in my lord...... The Apocalypse will give His servants power! ”

On the restored scraps, the method of gaining power is indeed recorded.

The first is to keep chanting the name of the lost god and calling on it.

The second, on the other hand, is a short line of poetry.

"I will carry despair alone and walk silently in the darkness."

Smith stood up.

At this moment, this second-year teenager seems to have found a great goal in life.

He's going to save the world!

……

This scene happened in many places.

These 'Apocalypse' have no connection to each other and have little in common, but they have all gained clues about the Lost God.

Some of them are stone tablets, some are pottery shards, and some are texts.

The only thing they have in common is that they record the name of the lost god, prophesy of the end times, and promise salvation and revelation to believers!

This, naturally, was something made up by Fang Xian.

In fact, these chosen ones have one thing in common.

That is, there are readers around who are full of resentment against 'Mr. Ring', and his person captures a corner of the picture.

They may be friends or relatives of depressed readers, or people who happen to pass by on the street, but it is just because it is at the moment when the reader is full of resentment that the picture is transmitted together and enters Fang Xian's sight.

Of course, he doesn't choose all of his readers, it's directly exposed to the secret keepers.

Therefore, such a secondary selection was carried out.

'My order will be named 'Apocalypse Order'...... After all, you have to follow the style of this world! ’

Fang Xian pressed his eyebrows and muttered to himself.

He bought two cups of coffee, walked into the car, and handed one to Love, who was observing.

"Surveillance is a delicate course, and those infidels tend to hide very deeply, and will not easily reveal their true side in front of people, so be patient enough......"

Love taught carefully.

"I understand ......"

Fang Xian, an ordinary investigator, the newly promoted Grand Patriarch of the Heavenly Apocalypse Sect, and the Lost God of the Hidden Existence, replied very sincerely, biting the straw.

"I've been staring at this target for a long time, it's very cunning, and it hasn't revealed any traces, but I'm 40% sure that he must have something to do with the Fallen Star Order...... Just recently, I don't know what's going on, more clues have been exposed. ”

When Love saw a fat man walk out of the department store, he immediately put down his coffee, started the car, and slowly followed.

'I know...... He probably found out that another stronghold in the city had been destroyed, and he was in a state of panic and anxious to contact his superiors......

'In this state, it will not be long before he exposes enough problems and pulls out some heretics......

Fang Xian nodded secretly and followed the target home with Love.

"I'll go to the bathroom."

He got out of the car, walked around a corner, and looked around.

There was silence all around, and there was no one in the corner.

Fang Xian took a deep breath and began to trace one line after another with his hands.

To outsiders, this is just a gesture that has no meaning in the slightest, and even a pagan with dark powers cannot imitate it.

Because the most important thing is not in gestures and lines, but in mental power.

A specific psychic power must be infused in order to unlock the mystery!

At this time, he converted a part of his spiritual power according to the method provided by Shara, focusing on his fingers.

His spiritual power transformed, and the inside of his eyes suddenly became a piece of pure silver.

The silvery-white lines are outlined in the void, constantly solidifying, turning into the shape of an imprint.

It resembles a silver key, three-dimensional and three-dimensional, with a bit of an unreal flavor.

This is the highest secret of the Wind Chaser Sect - the 'Mark of the Gate'!

After Xia La's confession, after being cast by Fang Xian, a new form was born.

Fang Xian named it 'The Key', which means the key that can open all the secret doors.

The silver-white light converged, and in the corner, a door emerged.

The 'secret key' melted into the door, opening the door to this space.

Fang Xian stepped in.

When it reappeared, it was already outside the Secret Keeper's Bureau.

'The mark of the door of the Chasing Wind faction is indeed a necessity for home travel, murder and arson......

Fang Xian looked at the building not far away, did not waste time, and directly recited the poem of 'Bird with Broken Wings'.

This time.

The pain that had accumulated more than before, and it was all sacrificed to the bird with broken wings.

On him, a thick darkness suddenly appeared, completely covering his figure.

The darkness spread, turning into a black mist.

From the black mist, a winged bird, twice as large as last time, suddenly emerged.

Syllable!

The winged bird fell sharply, its wings flapping, and it flew off the roofs of a large number of buildings.

Whoa!

Bricks and stones flew in the sky, smashing the unlucky ones to the point of bleeding.

'How strong is the branch of the Keeper of Secrets?' Let me see! ’

Fang Xian waved his hand again.

The thick black mist instantly spread towards the secret keeper branch.

"Enemy attack!"

"It's a supernatural creature!"

"What about the Footless Bird's file? Find out! ”

"Shoot!"

The Secret Keeper branch was attacked, and a group of investigators were busy, finding cover, swallowing the drug, and opening fire directly at the Broken Winged Bird.

But no matter what caliber of firearms, not even the filthy feathers of the winged bird could shoot down.

Opposite.

When the black mist spread into the branch, the investigators immediately covered their heads in pain and half-knelt down, subjected to terrible mental pollution and impact.

This is a supernatural force that even special medicine can't resist!