Zhicang Dongye returned from the dungeon world. It was still very early, and it shouldn't be until seven o'clock. After all, today is Sunday, and he only went out to participate in the afternoon club training and went home very early.

"Does the evil fall into the organs...?"

He slowly stood up and came to the closet.

A large mirror is installed on the inside of the wardrobe door in your bedroom.

Zhikura Tomoya took off his shirt, turned toward the door of the wardrobe, looked back at the mirror, staring at his naked back that was reflected there.

The moment he saw the appearance in the mirror, Chikura Dongye's pupils suddenly shrank. Behind him, on his skin, on the right side of his shoulder blade, a fine black tattoo appeared - the tattoo had complex and strange patterns, which could be vaguely identified as a creature with flying wings, which looked like a totem with a strange pattern.

However, something hidden inside the totem tattoo, and Chikura Touye could feel a faint pain under her skin.

"It seems that something is more inside the shoulder..."

Zhikura Dongye tried to communicate the information in his consciousness, and soon, some information about the "evil fallen organ" came back.

‘Evil fallen organs: On the verge of destruction and abandonment, any person or creature will distort or distort in a harsh environment…’

‘Every time you breathe air, every breath you exhaled, every minute or second you stayed, your fragile soul and body would be invisibly polluted.’

‘Evil degeneration is sometimes not a bad thing. It can allow humans to better adapt to this alienated world and increase the load on distortion.’

Seeing this, his eyes became more and more strange.

"Is the 'evil fallen organ' a change that occurs to adapt to the copy world, that is, is there any human being in addition to me?"

He touched his chin with his fingers.

"By the way, this 'evil fallen organ' seems to be called the Wings of Black He, and this thing seems to be hidden in this totem tattoo..."

He looked at himself in the mirror again. After the skills were strengthened, he was stronger than the original owner's body. His body shape was not as weak as it was. Fortunately, after the strengthening period, he also had some muscles, and his neck and shoulder width also increased.

"How to use this evil fallen organ?!"

He tried to move his right arm and stretched it out.

After taking the initiative to test this for a while, it seemed that there was no response at first, but driven by my own thoughts, the scapula began to heat up, and then a heat flow broke open from under the skin.

Zhicang Dongye's shoulders suddenly shook, and with a "swish" sound, the shoulders on his back were cracked, and something emitted a faint red light quickly and rushed outwards.

Just the next second, it was like spitting out stamens, red light and black scales were squirming, and countless iron-colored feathered scaly tissues bloomed on one side, covering outwards, quickly growing a wing-shaped "limb".

He turned around, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and his eyes were attracted by the huge "wing-like object" behind him, which were the pitch-black wings that grew from his right shoulder.

The wings are very strange, and the shape is like the kind of bat wings of the mythical demon. Each feather is as sharp as a blade. Moreover, the strange wings have deep red stripes like muscle fibers, extending from the back, and red light flows like arteries.

"This...this is 'Wings of Black Hell'?!"

Zhicang Dongye was shocked, which was different from what he imagined.

"It is not so much a wing-shaped limb, these things that are densely combined like feathers and scales to form a huge wing-like object..."

He was also extremely surprised at the bat-like winged object on his back.

...This thing should also be explained, right?

His consciousness once again browsed information about "evil fallen organs".

【Evil fallen organ: Black He's Wings】

[——From the blessing given by the ghost beast named "Yan", this is its blessing, and it may also be a curse, because "Yan" is an ancient and mysterious desolate god, which has a moody character. Those who are scrutinized by "Yan"'s vertical eyes will also be contaminated with evil curse when they are blessed]

[You have been given the unique "Black He Wings" of the family members of "Yan". He Yi is harder than steel and sharper than iron. He Yi is a kind of protection itself. On the other hand, it can also become your power]

"Damn! I'm really a birdie!"

He stretched out his left hand to stroke the "Wings of Black He" that grew from his right shoulder blade.

——Okay, the thing behind it emits heat slightly and trembles like a feeling, not a cold, unconscious existence.

"…and it's also an angel with wings."

Zhicang Dongye couldn't help but complain about himself.

His "evil fallen organ" is just a winged wing of black He. His appearance is really a folded angel.

"I should be able to control this thing, right?"

When I thought about it this way, the Black Hero Wings swung like real wings, but this thing is not wings, but limbs in the form of bat wing hands, so the movements should be more flexible.

"Because it is a limb and there are no joints, it doesn't matter whether it rotates from that direction. By the way, wouldn't I be able to do this..."

He made a thought, and the black He wings covered with sharp scales of the swords contracted and wrapped around his right arm like a spiral. In an instant, the black He wings wrapped around his hand like a layer of carapace, turning into a spiral blade.

"These rough and sharp scale blades can be controlled by thoughts. They can be closed when wrapped around one side of my arm. It's really fun..."

After studying it for a while, Chikura Dongye decided to remove this pattern. The black wings collapsed and cracked like petals, all of which opened, retracted into the totem of the shoulder blades.

(It seems that the endurance is not good, but it seems that after using it for a little while, the wings can't be maintained...)

At this time, he also noticed the weakness. The Wings of Black Hell cannot maintain their form for a long time. If they force them to maintain, they will automatically disband.

"It is a problem that cannot be maintained for a long time. After that, there will be a few more tests. The prompt says, 'It is harder than steel and sharper than iron'. Could it be used as a shield as well..."

He began to think about what kind of help this "Wings of Black He" could provide him.

Just as Zhicang Dongye's face was solemn, as if he was in deep thought. Suddenly, he heard an unexpected movement and raised his head.

"It's so noisy downstairs... It sounds like someone is arguing with..."

Hearing this movement, he did not continue to stay in the bedroom, but took the initiative to go downstairs to check the situation.

Who knew that as soon as I came from the first floor to the second floor, I heard Sister Qiansui's roaring obviously angry.

"I don't care whether you are a policeman or not. Get out right now..."

"Miss Samori, why do you keep people from thousands of miles away like this? We came here this time to investigate the matter of Zhikura Nobuhidhi. Can we have a chat with his younger brother Zhikura Tooya?"

There was a tall man standing outside the door. He was about forty years old, with a short hair shaved and wearing a long brown windbreaker. He was smoking a cigarette in front of someone else's house and said lightly: "We want to talk to Chicang Dongye for some things. Can we let him come out and go to the bureau with us?"

"There is no need for this. I am his guardian. If you have any questions, you can say it here..."

Sister Chiho refused without hesitation.

"That's not OK, it's important. Wouldn't chatting here leak case information?"

The tall man should be a policeman, and he laughed "hey".
Chapter completed!