Just as Simpson's knife tip was about to pierce Rocca's eye, a gunshot was heard.
The huge sound made Roka's ears roar.
Simpson was as if he had been hit by a locomotive. He leaned back and fell to the ground, with a pool of blood spreading rapidly.
The door of the villa was pushed open immediately, and a middle-aged man in black clothes and black hair, with a messy beard on his face walked in, smiled at Roca: "Hello, I am Love! Investigator Love!
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"How is this going?"
Roka asked blankly: "I remember... I seem to have seen you before?"
"It seems that you have recalled a little bit. This is difficult to handle..." Love scratched his head: "To put it simply, Mr. Rocca, what you encountered before was not a car accident, but a kidnapping, and the kidnappers also treated you badly.
Persevering in pursuit... Today this is the evidence."
He kicked Simpson who was lying on the ground, then looked at the person lying on the ground, showing an embarrassed look: "Then... let's call someone to deal with it first."
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"The familiar ceiling!"
“The familiar smell of disinfectant!”
Roca opened his eyes and looked at the furnishings in the surrounding wards. He suddenly remembered that he seemed to have been sent here after the last mysterious car accident.
No, no, according to what the investigator Love said, what he encountered was not a car accident.
At this time, looking at the familiar scene in front of me, what I recalled in my mind was something else.
That was the truth about his previous kidnapping case.
The murderers were a group of men in black robes and hoods, acting like sneaky wizards.
They kidnapped themselves and force-fed a lot of psychotropic drugs?
It seems that more than one person was kidnapped with him?
After that, it’s a ‘ceremony’!
Luo Ka has forgotten those specific prayers and spells. He only remembers the dark night, the shaking branches, the beating flames... and... the crazy people.
I don’t know if they are sacrifices or what, they are all crazy, shaping, painting, creating...
"What I created should be that three-line poem?"
Roka muttered to himself, recalling everything.
I have experienced rebirth and death, but I cannot reach the other shore...Death chases the shadows, and there is no youth that will not die...but this poem will last forever and give you immortality...
He recited this line of poetry silently in his mind, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and the curtain of light reappeared.
'It's not a hallucination!'
Luo Ka stared at the light screen carefully and found that it was expressed in a strange language or symbol, but he completely understood the meaning:
Countless memories emerged, flooding his consciousness.
He fell on the hospital bed and began to twist and struggle.
After just a moment, he came to his senses: "I am not Luo Ka, I am Fang Xian!"
Fang Xian woke up completely and looked around.
The unusual movement just now was very brief and the sound was very slight, so it did not attract the nurse.
At this time, he couldn't help but let out a long breath: "It seems that there was a big problem in this reincarnation, but I finally woke up... This time I am really miserable..."
He recalled the scene in the mecha world, where he was forced to break through, and then went crazy, and his body and soul were about to be destroyed.
At the critical moment, I used my attribute bar, barely used the reincarnation disk to suppress the violent tribulation, and took the initiative to enter reincarnation.
At that time, he was completely unable to control himself and could only drift with the flow.
"Now it seems that we have arrived in a completely strange world...and...my calamity power..."
Fang Xian stretched out his hands and smiled bitterly: "Desolation, silence... Is this the realm of the sixth level alchemist? How can it be such a scam?"
The first level of alchemist is the foundation of calamity, the second level is alchemy, the third level is the Yin Shen, the fourth level masters the field of misfortune, and the fifth level is immortality!
But the sixth level is annihilation!
What is annihilation?
The power of calamity is silent, and there is no longer any magical power, it is annihilation!
To put it simply, although the alchemist level exists, it has lost all the calamity power and related alchemy skills, and can no longer absorb the calamity power to practice. It is a little better than being completely abolished!
"The sixth level of the alchemist is a big hole! Although... I dug this too... After all, even if I have the help of reference objects and attribute columns, it is extremely difficult to deduce a great path... In the seventh level,
Before the level, these hidden dangers completely broke out?"
"Moreover, the hasty breakthrough in the last world didn't give me much chance to save it."
"Even the option of reincarnation has disappeared...because the small reincarnation disk is suppressing the power of calamity?"
Fang Xian thought quickly.
Originally, after he broke through to level six, he should have died from the force of the rampage.
At the last moment, I risked everything and reluctantly corrected some 'mistakes'. From breaking through and dying, I changed to breaking through to the sixth level of the alchemist, entering the 'destruction period', and all catastrophic powers fell silent.
"As long as you are alive, there is hope and you can always find a solution!"
Fang Xian nodded and looked at the attribute column carefully: "This world does not coincide with the rules of any world I have experienced before, so... after the way of the alchemist fell silent, I no longer even have extraordinary means? I became an ordinary person."
people?"
"No, no... I can see the attribute bar? Does that mean there is still a little bit of supernatural power? No... it's those three lines of poetry, which have 'power' in them, so I can see the attribute bar?"
Fang Xian is very clear about the pitfalls of his golden finger.
Even though the attribute bar is on him, if he doesn't have any extraordinary power, he can't easily see it.
But the three lines of poetry he recited had a bit of supernatural power, allowing him to finally see this broken golden finger.
If he can't see her, he doesn't know when he will wake up, and he might live in a state of confusion with Roca's identity and memory for the rest of his life.
"Poetry has power and ritual, which means that there is also a transcendent path in this world... I can climb up and find a solution to my own problems."
"The final curse on that flesh-and-blood mecha is a bit scary. Could it be the influence of the evil god?"
"However, it is level six, and I am also level six. It is understandable that both sides will suffer as a result. Alas...those people in the mecha world, please wish yourself well."
The Tao of Da Luo means that all time and space exist eternally, but the fifth level is still the fifth level.
In the previous world, if Fang Xian didn't use the mecha, his own alchemy skills alone would be equivalent to Yuelun level.
Only by driving a mecha can you have the ultimate power of the sun, but the followers of the evil god on the opposite side are also at the limit of the sun!
"You cannot underestimate any opponent, especially those related to the evil god..."
Fang Xian slowly closed his eyes to rest.
Not long after, the ward door was pushed open and Love walked in: "Roka, how do you feel?"
"It's okay, what will happen to my friend?"
Fang Xian showed Roka's attitude and asked anxiously.
"They are okay, they just suffered some mental shock. Our people have given them hypnotherapy and combined with the drugs, they can forget what happened today. Well... for them, being able to live as ordinary people is
A kind of happiness, but you can't do it." Love replied with some pity.
"Why?" Fang Xian was startled, and immediately said to himself: "Because my trauma is too severe, hypnosis cannot restore my memory, or will it continue to recover?"
"Yes." Love nodded heavily: "And... based on the clues about the Simpson caught today, we raided and captured a group of cultists, who call themselves the Fallen Star Order, and they are targeting you..."