: 468 terrible side effects

When the party regained consciousness, the system's prompt tone was like a late arrival, and it appeared like a deliberate choice when its consciousness was clear, and it clearly sounded in the mind of Fang.
"No. 11273 completes the a-level branch mission and obtains a 30,000 redemption point."
"No. 11273 completes all the main line missions, you can choose to return to the main space at any time, or choose to stay in the copy world."

If you choose to return, you will conduct a task evaluation and receive a reward.

"Choose staying, you can stay in the copy world for three more days."
The mechanical cold-sounding tone makes the body that feels cold and cold in the square a little tremble.
It was not until a while later that Fang Li discovered that the icy feeling of the body was like an illusion. It did not exist at all. Some were just sweating and being wet by the body.
"call…"
Feeling a sweaty body, the square was relieved and felt very comfortable.
That is also a matter of course.
When the body temperature is killed, the whole person is thrown into the ice cave. Compared with the time of death, the feeling of sweating is absolutely comfortable.
Even the square has almost produced the idea that everything that happened before is just an illusion.
"Unfortunately, isn't that an illusion?"
If it is an illusion or an illusion, it is too real.
After all, the feeling of being killed by the two ceremonies still remains in this body, and the other words are very clearly left in my mind, telling the party that it is all true.
Just in the depths of your own soul.
Recalling the battle with the two ceremonies, and then recalling the other party's words, the square could not help but smile.
"Sure enough, my use of the dead eye is too simple."
Although he used to kill the virus with the eyes of the dead, he used to kill the lightning, the wind, the flame and other supernatural forces with the eyes of the dead, but those that can be clearly recognized in the square.
As in the case of two ceremonies, when the opponent avoids a fatal blow, he turns to kill the other person's body temperature, causing the other party's indirect death. The use of this straight-eyed magic eye has never been considered.
Since it has not been considered, there is no way to see the dead line in this area.
Only when the party clearly understands the concept of the things that you want to kill, the dead eyes will see the dead lines of those concepts.
So, as the two rituals say, the world in the square is still too narrow.

This is the so-called landscape, but the angle of view is completely different?

Fang Li really got a good lesson.
"If it is Yuan Ye Zhigui, then it is impossible to do this?"
Although Yuan Ye Zhigui can see the dead point, he can directly erase the existence of the object, and the lethality is amazing, but it does not mean that the other party's direct death eyes are stronger than the Fangli and the two rituals.
On the contrary, Yuan Ye Zhigui's sacred eyes are more limited, and the power of the living body is amazing. It is much more difficult for the non-living body. As for the concept and the like, it is impossible to see the dead line and the dead point. It is.
Therefore, there is no doubt that the sacred eyes of Fang Li and the two ceremonies are several stages higher than the far-sighted demon eyes of Tono, but only for the different objects.
"Is this different angles from the two rituals?"
Fang Li has completely immersed in the use of the sacred eyes of the two rituals, and has forgotten the deadly crisis contained in the soul.
Compared with the former, the latter is too small.
No way, who has made Fang Li indifferent to death?
Of course, if the party continues to understand the death so deeply, one day it will still realize the essence of its soul.
At that time, the crisis contained in the soul will be lifted?
When the party is immersed in its own thoughts, the system sound of the Lord God space is ringing again.

Between No. 11273, there is no choice for regression and detention, and the main space will randomly produce results.

"The end result: staying."
"No. 11273 will return to the Lord God space after three days."
When I heard the tone in my mind, it was reflected in the square.
At the same time as the reaction, Fang Li finally noticed what kind of place he is now.
Here is a room.
A wooden room.
The room is very rudimentary and can be said to have only one bed.
And Fang Li is lying on this bed.
"here is…"
Fang Fang wants to get up, but the weakness and severe pain from the soul is to make him a stiff scene and re-go back.
"Is the side effects of the holy mark not completely eliminated?"
It is a matter of course, and that is a matter of course.
After the rise to 2, the effect of the increase of the holy mark is amazing, so that the Fang Li can still suppress the three third-level Red Devils in the case of a low level of opponents.
Moreover, the Red King of the Three Pillars class is definitely in the third rank.
Fang Li can fully suppress three opponents of this level after using the holy mark. The effect of this skill can be imagined.
"However, the side effects are also getting stronger..."
In the battle with Sanzhuchen, the square used only about three minutes of the holy mark, and then can no longer continue to force the power of the mark.
If it is at 1 time, it can be used for about five minutes.
This proves that the side effects of the stigma have been improved.

Does the side effects continue to improve in the future?

If this is the case, it is not difficult to explain why the holy mark has such a strong effect.
Only 2 will bring such a large increase to the party, if you rise to the highest level of 5, then you still have it?
It is a testimony to the sentence that the more side effects, the greater the effect.
"Just, what is the situation now?"
Under the whisper of the square, the door of the wooden room was suddenly opened.
Outside the door, a girl walked in and immediately saw the person lying in bed, ready to struggle to get up.
"you're awake?"
Xia Na was a glimpse, and then quickly walked over.
"Xana?" Fang Li stopped his struggle and looked at Shana.
I haven't waited for the sound of the party, and Shana said it was a slap in the face.
"I thought you were really dead."
Hearing the words, Fang Li was a glimpse first, then hesitated and said: "Did I sleep for a long time?"
"Not long." Shana said in an indifferent tone that people could not be regarded as words that were not heard.
"It’s just a week's time."
The party was dumb and speechless.
one week?
If this is not a long time, what is it for a long time?