The Lord of Reincarnation - 405. Chapter 404

The engagement ceremony of Steward and Shala was chosen in a forest park.

The turquoise lawn is full of chairs of various colors, and balloons and ribbons are tied into arch-shaped passages.

There are still flowers around the carpet where the newcomer is going.

Fang Xian wore a formal suit, mixed with relatives and friends, looking very casual.

He was holding a glass of champagne and came to the buffet area when he saw Steward in a black dress coming over, looking very excited.

“Congratulations, my friend.”

Fang Xian raised his wine glass and smiled and congratulated.

“Neither did I expect…” Steward said excitedly: “Shara would directly agree to my marriage proposal…Haha…”

He scratched his head and said, “Also… Shala said she had something to say to you, let you go to the lake to find her!”

Fang Xian’s gaze was shocked as soon as he said this sentence.

Brother, this is your engagement banquet!

Do you dare to speak so, don’t you doubt that there is some color on your head?

‘This Steward, if he is not a member of the Starfall Cult, is a pure fool! ‘

Fang Xian patted Steward on the shoulder, and he had a judgment in his heart.

He walked out of the buffet area, but did not go to the lake. Instead, he came to a strange guest in a black suit: “The lake!”

The stranger’s expression changed, and he turned and walked off the court.

Fang Xian looked at all of this indifferently, without any thoughts of going for it on his own.

‘The power system in this world is too chaotic, and the evil gods are moody, it’s hard to say… They won’t be in this world because of the prayers of believers, but they may come to power for some inexplicable reason… just in case this situation is swept away. , That would be unlucky. ‘

‘Although, this possibility is very small…The possibility of me summoning the evil god is a little bit bigger…’

If ordinary humans in this world are all ants in the eyes of gods, Fangxian with personality is undoubtedly considered to be particularly large.

“The next thing, leave it to Frank and the others. Anyway, I’m just a trainee, just go back and read the report…”

With this thought in mind, Fang Xian walked towards the exit, ready to slip away.

When he walked to the door of the meeting place, suddenly.

Bang bang!

From the direction of the lake, there were two gunshots.

There was a sudden chaos in the venue, and women’s screams, men’s roars, and children’s cries…mixed together to form a harsh symphony.

“It seems that Frank is not going well, so it should be even more buggy…”

Fang Xian walked faster.

“Young people… we should talk about it.”

At this time, an old man with a decent dress and a very particular dress, dressed in a white suit, stopped in front of Fang Xian.

He smiled gently, and his big bald head seemed to reflect a dazzling light in the sun.

What made Fang Xian more alarmed was the very vague and illusory scenery all over him, as if he were in another space, and what appeared here was just a projection.

Otherwise, the investigators responsible for monitoring must have surrounded the venue long ago.

“Starfall Cult?”

Fang Xian stopped and looked at the old man.

The people around turned a blind eye to the bald head, as if it was just an illusion.

But Fang Xian knew that the other party did exist and was using the power of the spell to talk to himself!

“Yes…you are very special…your gnome is the best I have ever seen…” The old man’s voice was not irritable, and he didn’t seem to worry about the members of the lake at all.

“Are there anything to talk about between us?” Fang Xian sneered.

“You are different from those ignorant worms!” The old man looked at the panicked crowd at the conference: “The small, it is difficult to understand the great… And you can hear the voice of the great existence, understand the will of the great existence, and use the most Concise language tells us that you are a prophet!”

“So, do you still want to keep holding me and pouring me medicine? Let me act as an interpreter for you?” Fang Xian sneered, “Do you think I’m stupid?”

“We are righteous, we want to save the world… because the great existence has already given us enlightenment…” Coming to this world, awaken the sleeping ancient for its wings!”

“At that time, a new generation is coming, and any scum from the old world will be eliminated!”

…

Fang Xian took a deep breath.

When the old man began to frantically speak out the terms such as the return of the stars, the primordial ruler, and the ancient, his head throbbed.

Before his eyes, it seemed that scenes of illusions were about to emerge.

Those are the subordinates and heirs of the Primordial Dominators—a trace of the shadows of the ancients who once dominated the world.

It’s not good that the inspiration attribute is too high. If it gets a little unusually motivated, it can easily be traced back to some’unexpected materials’. If it can’t bear it, it may just fall apart.

“This is also… the enlightenment you got? How many people did you drive crazy to get this?”

Fang Xian pressed his temple and asked coldly.

The old man’s expression was even more surprised: “Are you okay?”

He deliberately said some secrets, that is, he wanted to use the opponent’s high cognition to pollute the opponent and easily solve the enemy.

But Fang Xian’s intellectual endurance was indeed beyond his imagination.

However, this old man obviously possesses supernatural powers.

He saw that Fang Xian was fine, and he took another step forward: “Come on…join us! Your talents should not be buried among investigators!”

Fang Xian suddenly felt that a mental pressure swept over him.

Above the venue, the ordinary people who were still screaming and running around at this moment seemed to be cutting wheat.

Fang Xian narrowed his eyes slightly and felt a completely different scene.

When he saw the stars in the sky reaching the correct position, they suddenly brightened up.

On this planet, a huge vortex suddenly rose up somewhere in the ocean.

The earth cracks, volcanoes erupt…

The various natural disasters over the past hundreds of millions of years seem to have turned into a pure flow of information, pouring into his mind, to hold him paralyzed.

However, Fang Xian is not Roca.

“Insect hog?”

He looked at the old man, took out a piece of dried mushroom, put it in his mouth and chewed: “Then you can feel the power of the insects!”

The’Anthem of Worms’ rang quickly.

Fang Xian turned most of his power into a black gale.

The wind blows, and the illusion is shattered wherever it passes.

It blew on the old man, scraping up a layer of human skin, causing the bloody old man to scream: “You…you…have mastered such a degree of power? Why should you be an investigator?”

Before he finished his words, his whole body exploded, turning into fleshy insects and fleeing in all directions…