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Chapter 292 Doom Warlock

[Tribulation power +100!]



Near the secret place of ‘Columbus’ Dream’.

This is a newly opened colony and there is not even a colonial town.

Only Ferdinand has established a colonial stronghold, which has recently been under martial law. He is very wary not only of the natives, but also of those coming from the New World, especially the Kingdom of Semburg.

Fang Xian didn't bother to sneak in and slept in the wild.

I found a stone and sat cross-legged, and a series of prompts appeared in the attribute bar.

"I seem to be... involved in an incredible whirlpool again... The gathering of calamity is more intense than during the 'King's Feast'..."

"But it's of no use. I have saved enough to be promoted to the fourth level of alchemist... I just haven't been able to successfully deduce it..."

Fang Xian thought silently, and the content about the fourth ladder of the 'Warlock's Tower' slowly passed before his eyes.

"The Warlock's [Silver of Order] needs to build its own 'mystery' and become a new source... But I don't want to follow this path completely, I'm just looking for a reference..."

With this thought, Fang Xian summoned the attribute column and began to study the "Copy of the Secret Record of the Cave".

Boom!

In an instant, he felt like he had lost his body.

Fang Xian's consciousness rose infinitely, but it was not [soul out of body], and he suddenly came to an endless starry sky.

Countless nebulae gathered together to form the shape of a giant eye, watching him silently.

Bah!

rustle!

Countless noises surged in, containing infinite knowledge of the celestial bodies and the universe, almost overwhelming Fang Xian.

That knowledge is incomprehensible, but it carries maddening power.

Fortunately, the person he is now is no longer the person he once was.

The third-level alchemist's calamity power was running, and he could barely maintain his consciousness without collapsing and going crazy. He quietly waited for the many illusions to pass.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

The dark universe suddenly collapsed toward the core, condensed into a point, and exploded violently.

Fang Xian suddenly felt that his consciousness exploded again and turned into countless dust.

He held on to a glimmer of clarity in his heart, regrouped bit by bit of consciousness, and survived the 'Big Bang'.

The universe, the starry sky, and the giant eye suddenly disappeared.

In its original place, only one book remained.

——"Copy of Dongxuan Secret Record"!

"At this point, am I really finished reading it?"

"That giant eye in the starry sky, is it at least a true god-level existence? One of his followers wrote the "Dong Xuan Secret Record". After it was circulated several times, I got the copy in my hand... So the content recorded above is probably just the other party's.

Less than one ten thousandth of the strength?"

Fang Xian stepped forward and opened the first page of the manuscript.

A piece of hazy information was poured in, and those crazy and delirium contents suddenly became understandable.

Ancient mysterious languages ​​converged to form an honorary name:

"The source of disaster, the vortex of the starry sky, the great eye of doom."



real world.

Fang Xian gasped and suddenly woke up.

On his left cheek, a bloody mouth opened, and a tongue stuck out, trying to pronounce the true name uncontrollably.

"Go back!"

Fang Xian pressed his left hand and used his own mysterious power to finally stuff the tongue back in, control the blood, and heal the bloody mouth.

The next moment, in his hand, densely packed eyes suddenly appeared, constantly looking around.

"Weird power, terrible pollution!"

"There are countless worlds separated by this..."

"If it were in that world, I would probably have died, or become a madman or a monster?"

"But...I finally grasped a trace of this great existence's domain power...'Doom'?"

Fang Xian looked at the attribute column.

"What I want to be promoted to is definitely not the fourth step of the 'Tower of Warlock', nor the path of the giant eye, but a brand new branch that I have deduced...perhaps it can be named 'Doom'! 'Doom Warlock'!"

"This is also the fourth level of the alchemist's path! Master a hint of domain or power!"

Thinking of this, Fang Xian no longer hesitated and shouted: "Promote!"

In an instant.

In his body, the surging mysterious blood gathered somewhere in his body.

It was a space that was both inside him and not inside him.

The mysterious power formed a cycle and seemed to give birth to a new source of mystery.

It's just that this 'cycle' is very fragile, and it seems that it will be broken by the arrival of any external force.

"doom!"

Fang Xian muttered silently and used a bit of authority in the field of 'bad luck'.

A layer of gray light emerged, imbued with the mysterious power of reincarnation, and merged with the unstable 'mysterious source'.

In the space, a gray star rises slowly.

In the real world, the eyes and bloody mouth on his body disappeared all at once, as if suppressed by some mysterious force.

"Success!"

Fang Xian came back to his senses and looked at the brand new attribute column:



[Name: Fang Xian (Daniel Rowland)]

[Occupation: Doom Warlock (Fourth Ladder)]

[Alchemy|Talent: Premonition of danger, physical enhancement, invisible skin, animal affinity, soul out of body, body of steel, blood manipulation, field of doom]

[Taoism:???, Martial Arts:???, Weirdness:???]

[Reincarnation: can be turned on]



"[Field of Doom]?"

"Sure enough... when you reach the fourth level of alchemist, all the powers involved are concepts related..."

"I can feel that I am not in charge of 'misfortune', I just have a hint of power in the misfortune field... I can 'give' or 'take back' misfortune, but the amplitude is very slight, and it can make people sneeze or fall on it.

The extent of a fall..."

This level of misfortune cannot even kill an ordinary person.

But Fang Xian's eyes were bright.

The field of doom is not used in this way.

What would happen if a mage sneezed while reciting a spell, or if a warrior fell while charging?

Or when the curse masters and clergy were describing the ritual, their hands shook and they drew the wrong symbol or pronounced the wrong name?

This is probably very fatal.

Moreover, being able to bring bad luck to one's enemies from time to time is a miraculous ability that can bring them a lot of trouble.

"Not to mention, the mastery of the field of misfortune can be deepened... When the time comes to fully control the misfortune, maybe if I look past, the extraordinary person will be unable to control his own mysterious power, and unfortunately begin to lose control..."



at the same time.

Outside Baoyu Port.

Special Branch Agent Jimmy has found the scene where Tuckermi was murdered.

"A mysterious man disguised himself as Takmi Miller's coachman and took him to the outskirts to take advantage of the situation!"

He looked at the damaged carriage not far away, as well as the traces on the ground and the corpse... and made a judgment: "The ability is very strong, but it should not be promoted to the fourth ladder, otherwise there is no need to bother..."

At this moment, he heard the noise of the sheriff outside: "Stop, what are you going to do?"

"We are members of the Miller family, and we must also participate in this matter!"

A young man pushed past the sheriff and walked in arrogantly: "My profession is a 'tracker', and I am more professional than you in this regard!"

Jimmy's face suddenly became very ugly.


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