"Ding Dang! Congratulations, Summoner, for finding a +8 critical strike spell!"
"Double kill! Congratulations to the summoner for fusing eight levels of critical strike-type spells. Spell Weakness Critical Strike (Demon) level +4, reaching spell level 10!"
"Triblekill! Congratulations, Summoner, you have obtained a new spell..."
The new spell was born, and Ninth Sister was very excited.
Moreover, when a spell is cast, Fang Zong is given three choices. Ninth Sister enjoys watching Fang Zong make his choices; they are decisive and possess a uniquely masculine beauty.
But suddenly, she got stuck.
Fang Zong felt numb all over!
This time, there was no choice. The energy of the critical strike method was integrated into the body, just like a large glass of water being poured into juice. It was trying to dilute the taste of the juice, but the water was trying hard and struggling to get closer to the essence of higher-level energy and to help Fang Zong!
Does energy possess its own thoughts?
Fang Zong suddenly had an incredible thought, but it felt so real, as if he were actually touching it with his fingers.
Before he could even react, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, a feeling of pure comfort emanating from every pore on his body.
Look up at the top of your head.
The whole world seemed incredibly fragile to him!
“Congratulations, Summoner…” Ninth Sister was still a little confused. After carefully sensing the situation, her teeth were chattering: “Congratulations, Summoner, for receiving the last wish of the Puppet Lover. Your Magic Weakness Critical Strike (Demon) has been directly upgraded to Magic Weakness Critical Strike (Demon), without any decrease in quality.”
"Understood." Fang Zong nodded.
Nodding was still very difficult.
What can I say? What is there to say?
All I can say is that he's a good person who gets good karma.
After the Silver Robe and Crimson Robe (Demon), Fang Zong acquired another demon-quality spell. The energies of the two spells collided, forcibly activating the Lesser Heavenly Gang True Solution.
The demon's magical energy began to transform, continuously improving towards demon quality;
Ordinary magical energy began to go berserk, aiming to first upgrade to the sub-demon quality, and then rapidly advancing towards the demon quality!
People strive for higher positions, while water flows downhill.
Everything in the world is like this!
Ninth Sister asked, "Do you want to go back and cultivate for a while?"
If you want to cultivate, you should definitely go to Chenjia Village; it can speed things up by more than 20%.
Fang Zong shook his head: "Not for now."
As he spoke, Fang Zong walked over to the observation deck of the suite.
Opening the window, I could see for miles around and suddenly saw someone running in the distance. The sound drifted over – it was the sound of someone catching a thief.
Some people never encounter such a thing in their entire lives, but Fang Zong, standing at a high vantage point, had keen eyes and very useful ears. Within a ten-mile radius, several similar incidents actually occurred.
Most of them are petty thefts, like stealing things from supermarkets.
The most serious issue is this snatch-and-grab incident involving a speeding car.
"Weakness Critical Strike (Demon) - Triple Critical Strike!"
Fang Zong spoke softly.
The sound traveled so far that it shook the air and shot more than two thousand meters.
The thief sped away in his car, extremely nervous and also extremely pleased with himself.
He's stolen from him many times, and he always manages to escape. Gradually, he's even come to enjoy watching people chase after his wheels on foot.
Run! Keep chasing!
If it can outrun my wheels, I'll put my head...
As the thief was thinking, he suddenly heard a muffled thunderous sound, which sent a chill down his spine.
He suddenly swung his handlebars, causing both wheels of the motorcycle to explode, throwing him more than ten meters away. He landed on the ground, still looking completely bewildered.
Who am I? Where am I? Why am I flying?
The thief, feeling dizzy, muttered to himself, "I think I heard something about a critical hit... a demon... triple damage?"
"It's a three-times critical hit from a weakness attack (demon)."
Someone explained it to him.
"Oh, thank you."
The thief nodded, then suddenly pulled out a dagger and stabbed it in the back of the person from whom the sound came.
"He's a ruthless bandit."
As soon as the sound rang out, the thief was thrown by a gust of wind and rolled to the feet of the pursuing policeman.
Next, of course, was catching the thief. Fang Zong was too lazy to take over the work of the uniformed officers, so he poured himself a glass of juice and sat on the sofa to drink it slowly.
Ninth Sister said, "Weakness critical strikes no longer have a 1.5x multiplier. I observed your energy flow just now, and you can probably use double critical strikes three times or triple critical strikes twice a day."
Fang Zong nodded excitedly.
That's truly a demon-grade spell, it's incredibly powerful!
It was just ordinary speech, but after being amplified threefold, it still had lethality even at such a distance.
What if we use the Killing Blade?
Even a master at the third level of the skill level can be cut in two with a single strike.
This is absolutely unreasonable!
After taking another sip of juice, Fang Zong asked, "The upgrade of the magic method didn't lower the quality of the spell. It really is the Puppet Ghost... It really is the Puppet Lover who helped me?"
Ninth Sister nodded decisively: "Yes."
"I see." Fang Zong said thoughtfully.
There's an old saying in the East: "A pitiful person must have something hateful about them."
Conversely, even the most hateful people have some aspects that deserve pity.
Li Xiang's escapist nature led to his death, which is hateful, but even as a puppet ghost, Li Xiang did not kill those students.
In Li Xiang's memory, he felt that if he killed someone, what difference would there be between him and those "gossips" that killed him?
Therefore, all the students of Wuhan City No. 3 Middle School are alive. The students who disappeared earlier were only depleted of a certain amount of their essence and spirit by Li Xiang and sealed in a secret place.
Fang Zong made a phone call to notify the Ghost Killing Team to rescue the trapped students.
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