boyutpedia Chapter 248 Shang Yang
Chapter 248 Shang Yang
Lin Fan sat on the sofa, looking at the blood dripping from his nose on the back of his hand.
I never expected it to turn out like this; my head is throbbing terribly.
It seems that directly extracting power using mental energy is not an option.
Does this mean I have to die first every time?
The thought of doing that gave him an even bigger headache.
If that were the case, wouldn't I be a complete masochist?
He took a tissue and stuffed it into his nose.
He pondered whether he should commit suicide one more time...
Oh well, let it hurt. I made the promise anyway!
Thinking of this, he opened the drawer of the bedside table.
Inside lay a large-caliber Desert Eagle, which Night Owl had found and asked for as a collector's item.
After all, what boy doesn't like this?
But he never expected that the guns he had collected would come in handy.
He picked up the gun and skillfully cocked it.
"Damn, if I started a live stream, could I become an internet celebrity?"
Lin Fan cursed and pressed the gun to his temple.
Suicide no longer posed any psychological burden for him.
boom.
A gunshot echoed through the room, accompanied by splattered red and white matter, as he crashed heavily onto the carpet.
Consciousness also plunged into absolute darkness in that instant.
The next second, the surrounding scenery distorted and changed, and he was once again in that hazy, mysterious space.
Dead silence. Vast expanse.
The endless rows of dilapidated tombstones stood in the gloom, and this time he had another feeling: he sensed an ancient and desolate atmosphere in the air.
Without thinking too much, he walked straight to the tombstone with the bird totem he had previously chosen.
Shang Yang.
A ferocious divine bird in legend that summons storms and torrential rains.
He stopped, stretched out his right hand, and pressed it against the cold stone tablet.
hum.
The stone tablet trembled violently.
A blinding blue light burst forth instantly, and amidst fragmented images, a sharp cry rang out from the tombstone before them.
Just as he was wondering, a huge, blue bird phantom suddenly burst out from the depths of the stone tablet.
A large blue bird, carrying the aura of a violent storm that seemed to tear everything apart, swooped straight towards Lin Fan's face.
"Holy crap—"
Lin Fan was startled by this sudden turn of events, but he quickly calmed down and subconsciously mobilized all his mental energy.
Although he still doesn't know what this mysterious space is all about, based on his understanding of it, he is an invincible being here.
They will not be harmed in any way.
As he activated it, the aura of calamity within his body was instantly released.
The next second, an even more terrifying and profound pressure descended from the sky, directly striking the cyan ferocious bird phantom.
A muffled thud.
The once arrogant phantom of the Shang sheep was now being brutally crushed and rubbed into the ground.
It struggled desperately, its feathers flashing with lightning, but to no avail.
Lin Fan also stepped forward without hesitation, put his hands together, and used his spiritual power to transform into two invisible hands, pressing and kneading the other person's body forcefully.
No matter how much the phantom screamed and resisted, it was compressed and condensed by him bit by bit.
In the end, the raging energy was forcibly kneaded into a blue crystal the size of a longan.
Water droplet-like crystals floated in the palm of my hand, with a storm swirling inside.
That is, at the very moment the crystallization takes shape.
A sudden realization dawned on Lin Fan's mind.
He looked at the blue beads in his hand, then turned to look at the tombstones around him.
"I see."
Each time he experiences death and rebirth, the compatibility between his physical body and this space deepens slightly.
After successfully condensing the power of the Shang Yang, he clearly realized that a hidden passage had been established between his subconscious and reality.
As long as he uses his own blood as a medium and guides it with his mental power, he can gradually extract the power from these tombstones into the real world while in a conscious state.
Although it may be much slower than a direct suicide attempt, it definitely avoids pain.
Lin Fan gripped the cyan bead tightly and actively contacted the body's repair mechanism.
In an instant, a dizzying, tearing sensation swept over me.
Infinite recombination triggered.
In reality, the bits of flesh and blood on the carpet began to flow backward.
A sharp pain instantly swept through my entire body.
Holy crap!
Lin Fan sat up abruptly, panting heavily.
My clothes were instantly soaked with cold sweat.
He sat on the bed for a good ten minutes before he could get rid of the excruciating pain.
Slowly open your palm.
A blue bead lies quietly in the palm of your hand.
The surrounding air also became somewhat cold because of its appearance.
"Night Owl!" Lin Fan pressed the communicator on the table.
Less than two seconds later, the door opened and Night Owl strode in.
"Go and call Daidai to the special-grade laboratory."
Before the other party could speak, Lin Fan directly told him to make the arrangements.
Tell her to prepare for the pain.
……
When Lin Fan arrived at the underground laboratory.
The young woman, dressed in a tight-fitting tracksuit, stood awkwardly in the middle of the open space, waiting.
Lin Fan walked up to her and raised his hand to show her the blue bead in his hand.
"These are the abilities I chose for you."
Lin Fan looked at her and introduced her.
"You may have heard of Shang Yang. Its ability is to have the attributes of wind, rain, thunder and lightning."
But I have to tell you in advance, this thing is incredibly violent. Once fused together, even if you don't die, you're practically dead. You can still back out now.”
Wind, rain, thunder, and lightning?
Upon hearing this ability, Daida Mei's eyes lit up, but when she heard that it was comparable to death, she couldn't help but swallow hard.
She glanced at Night Owl standing not far away, her envy for his ability to kill without leaving a trace.
"I'm not afraid, I'm going to try." After a long while, she clenched her fists, her face resolute.
"Fine. You've got guts."
Without saying a word, Lin Fan slapped her on the back without warning.
The moment the blue bead touched her skin, it disappeared directly into her body.
boom--
In an instant, an indescribable, terrifying power exploded within her body.
"I……"
The sudden turn of events made her eyes widen in surprise, and she even felt like cursing, saying that she wasn't prepared at all.
But as soon as she opened her mouth, she felt like her brain had exploded, her eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and veins bulged on her neck.
"Well--"
The girl opened her mouth as if to shout, but what came out was a hoarse, beast-like growl.
The violent energy of the Shang Yang raged within her.
Her skin surface bulged with fingernail-sized bumps at a visible speed, as if thousands of insects were frantically crawling under her skin.
As this frenzied power surged through her body, the temperature in the laboratory plummeted.
The moisture in the air quickly condensed, turning into millions of tiny ice blades.
The ice skates spun wildly around her, forming a small eye of the storm.
Seeing this, Lin Fan stepped back a short distance.
At the same time, Daidai's clothes were also torn into strips in that instant.
The swirling ice blades left deep, bone-revealing bloodstains on her skin.
pain.
An indescribable, excruciating pain, as if tearing cells and crushing bone marrow, caused the young woman, Daida, to kneel heavily on the ground, unable to endure it any longer.
Even so, she remained steadfast, her pretty face filled with unwavering stubbornness.
His hands gripped the ground so tightly that his fingernails cracked and scraped against the special steel plate floor with a screeching sound.
Fresh blood flowed down his fingertips.
"Hold on, this is a critical moment. If you lose your temper, it's all over."
Lin Fan stood at a distance and shouted encouragement.
He did not offer any help.
When fusion is involved, any forced intervention from external forces will immediately cause energy to go berserk.
The only way is for the host to rely on their own willpower to get through it.
A fierce wind raged inside the laboratory.
The surveillance equipment on the wall flickered a few times, sparks flew, and then the screen went black.
The girl's screams continued incessantly.
A chilling sound of bones dislocating emanated from her body.
Every bone felt like it was being smashed by a hammer and then forcibly pieced back together.
Sweat freezes into ice crystals as soon as it appears on the skin.
The blood flowing from the wound was instantly swept into the air by the wind blades, turning the entire storm into a blood-red color.
Time passed second by second.
More than ten minutes passed.
At the eye of the storm, the screams gradually faded away.
The wind gradually began to weaken.
Suddenly, the countless blood-red ice blades turned into a puddle of icy water and crashed to the ground.
The girl then collapsed to the ground with a thud, covered in blood and lifeless.
Night Owl, standing not far away, instinctively wanted to go forward to check the situation, but Lin Fan stopped him.
"Wait a moment."