Lord of the Silver Crow

Under the white light that stirred people's hearts, flesh and blood flew.

As the summoner who had called the phantom of the saint, Bynes was not directly attacked, but under the influence of the white light, he emerged hostile to the phantom of Nordola.

Dispel the apparition of the saints--

Although he had the will to resist and the consciousness of sustaining the summoning, he still inevitably affected Nordola's phantom.

The Phantom of Saint Nordola, although he was not greatly affected by the white light, made a defensive action in time, but was also disturbed by the crowd and beasts who were affected by the white light and desperately tried to restrict her movement. Si's influence, she was able to block the attack, and therefore could not completely block this shock.

Her originally hazy body, under this blow, became flickering, as if it was about to disappear, and her original movements became stiff.

Seeing such a situation, Nafar, who was the fastest to escape from the influence of the white light except for the Phantom of the Saints, immediately fought against——

Following the change in the breath of life that only Sally Lin could vaguely feel, Viscount Nafar moved his palm to the brawny man in a short motion.

Click

On the flesh and blood of the strong man, traces of petrification began to spread at an extremely fast rate.

However, in the face of such a situation, a "smile" appeared on the brawny man's neck with black-gray cracks that looked like opened eyes and cracked mouths.

Almost at the moment when the petrochemical traces spread, a white light burst out.

Sally Lin, who had just prepared for action, had the frost-blue blood wings on her back converged again, and her body's breath swelled up and down, resisting the erosion of her soul with the arrogance surging in her blood.

However, Viscount Nafar, who had almost the same ability to resist the mind and was even stronger just now, turned the indifference and murderous eyes from the brawny man to Byins.

The right hand, which had just been emptied, also turned slightly in the direction of Bynes...

Click

Visible to the naked eye, as the windbreaker was pinched by something, the traces of petrification spread quickly on Baines' body.

Almost instantly, most of Bynes' body was petrified.

And the phantom of Saint Nordola, at this moment, also became a little fuzzy, as if it was about to collapse immediately.

but--

At the moment when the body was about to collapse, the gaze of Saint Nordola's Phantom was condensed. With his left hand already collapsed, his right hand clenched the long sword and slashed in the direction of the strong man!

The soft arc of light that seemed to be like a star slashed on the body of the brawny man.

"How can it be!?"

With the incredible expression on the brawny man's face, his body shattered into two pieces directly from the middle.

When the **** flesh and blood section was exposed to the air, eyeballs suddenly broke away from his shoulders and the shadow of his body.

At this moment, because of the death of the strong man, Nafar instantly recovered from the declining spiritual influence.

The right hand was toward the eyeballs, toward the black-gray cracks that appeared in the air, as if there was no entity.

Click it-

The traces of petrification quickly covered dozens of eyeballs.

In the same way, Sally Lin opened her mouth full of ferocious mouths that were clumped like ice crystals, the frosty blood wings on her back flapped, and the biting cold wind swept the remaining eyeballs and cracks.

"Do not!!!!"

The eyeballs trying to escape were frozen and petrified in the air, and all fell to the ground.

And Viscount Nafar's life aura changed again, and the bright white light formed two hazy big hands that held together, bringing those petrified and frozen eyeballs into the palm of the hand.

Accompanied by a burning sound that can affect the human form, the eyeballs in the gray and black cracks are burned to death.

And the screams finally stopped completely.

In the Forge Square, men and women who were constantly being replaced by legends and their bodies changed, their changes stopped...

.......

On the blocks of Forge Square and the Gentlemen’s Club, Jacqueline and Dantes, who were guarding against the ever-expanding ceremony, were gradually retreating. Suddenly they discovered that the expanding scope of the ceremony had now ceased to expand...

Those who were affected did not change their appearance again...

The two glanced at each other, and there was a little doubt and joy mixed in caution in their eyes.

Did you make it?

.......

In the same way, Yago breathed a sigh of relief:

"Good insurance succeeded."

He glanced at Shugeyin, who was a little languid:

"Thank you, Sir."

"Using power to directly interfere with a high-sequence Beyonder, even if it's just a Phantom corpse, is quite dangerous."

Shugein, lying on his shoulders, said in a serious tone:

"If there was no mask, you would have been dead just now."

Hearing this sentence, Yago also smiled: "However, we succeeded, didn't we?"

"You use the power of the croupier, and I use the power of the strange thief to transfer'lucky' to the phantom of that saint."

Hearing these words, Shugein just glanced at him:

"It didn't really transfer to her. Our abilities actually affected the summoner more, and also paid the price."

Hearing these words, Yago couldn't help but turn his gaze, and took a look at the glass bead-like sphere that had been shattered in his left hand and had no idea what text was portrayed on it, which was translated as "6".

When he used the abilities of strange thieves and gamblers to intervene remotely with the help of the janitor mask with the help of Xiu Geyin, the mystery that Xiu Geyin proposed to hold him as an insurance has been broken.

"Playing with the probability, the danger is quite big."

As he stared at the ball, Shugein whispered.

"I think so too." Yago nodded.

The "fate" approach is to weave the destiny of others through the influence of probability...

Gambler's fallacy, hat trick...

Also, the line of fate.

No, it should be said that it is a "line of probability".

When the ball in his hand shattered, he saw the invisible silk thread like spider silk.

.......

At the same time, the city north, Di Lude Railway Station.

A man with a short stature, a chubby figure, and a little honest, tapped the last line of the notebook paper with a pen in his hand.

"The ritual failed, and the legendary warrior who prevented Di Lude from destroying. After protecting Di Lude again, he also left the era that did not belong to him."

"The chief messenger of the ceremony was wiped out by the phantom summoned by Viscount Di Lud and Baines Siwan with all his strength."

Looking at the content on the paper, the pudgy man shook his head:

"I wasted the mystery of a screenwriter, but the result was not perfect. I missed a priest of the thorn tree, and..."

He pulled off the cap and the pen wrote a few words on the paper:

"Strange thief", "corpse collector"...

He seemed to have thought of something and added another word to the paper.

"Fast".

At this time, a voice rang.

"Mr. Tel Gibb! Time is up! It's time to get on the train!"

A boy with the appearance of a newsboy, standing in front of the entrance of a steaming train car, waved at him vigorously, holding a wooden suitcase in his hand.

Seeing the wooden suitcase, the short fat man smiled, touched the blue gem in his pocket, and walked to the newsboy:

"However, it's not bad, it's only a little too close to a complete fit, and there are other gains."