Lord of the Silver Crow

Although the probabilistic storms that three probabilistic grassmen set off at the same time were crushed by black waves like sound waves, the power of the probabilistic storms still had an impact.

The black waves that deviated from the impact of the probability storm bombarded the ground and buildings of the isolated island.

Boom! ! !

The entity hit by the sound wave was directly crushed and turned into a floating mist.

After controlling the three probability grassmen to avoid the black waves that deviated from the direction, the three probability grassmen slammed their arms suddenly——

The chains glowing with a little silver light were thrown out by the probability grass man, towards the line of probability connecting the group of dead birds and Yago.

Locked up.

He tried to lock the probability connection between the dead bird flock and him, destroying the connection between the dead bird flock and him.

but......

Eyes came.

In the empty eye socket of the dead bird's skull, the empty gaze looked towards Yagohe and the probability that he would be spotted because the movement stirred the mist.

silence!

In an instant, the three probabilistic grassmen who had just thrown out the chains froze in place.

And Yago, also felt the suppression of a powerful force.

The ghost horse under him, under the gaze of the dead birds, moved stiff, as if it had been forcibly stopped, and threw his body out.

In the next instant, in the air, Yago saw the ghost horse's body, disintegrating.

Not only the Ghost Warhorse, but Yago himself was also affected.

He was originally half-liberated, and turned into that deformed and terrifying form like a headless bone knight, and under the gaze of the dead bird, he shrank instantly.

The skull, ribs, and spine that formed the high collar rolled back, and the bones in other places also quickly retracted one by one.

He was forcibly beaten back into a mysterious and convergent normal posture, and was forcibly beaten back from the semi-liberated state of the old posture.

Not only that, but he could feel that the power of his probabilistic pathway or the necromantic pathway was restrained by a powerful force.

Even he couldn't even move.

Under the gaze of several powerful dead birds, Yago was frozen in place like a statue.

Can't resist, can't move, can only wait for death.

When he withdrew from the semi-liberated state of the old posture, the bodies of the three probabilistic grass men also returned to humanoid grass men in light gray dresses.

However, at this moment--

A mist suddenly poured out, and combined with the spiritual mist in the air in front of him, forming a huge wall of mist.

At the moment when the fog wall was formed, his ascending angle of view lost the sight of the dead birds, and the dead birds could only be observed through the sight of the three probabilistic grassmen.

Suddenly, Yago felt the suppression force dissipate.

"Move fast! It's going to fail!" Shu Geyin's shout sounded!

It is the ability of a winner!

Shuge used the victor's ability to modify the characteristics of things, and added the characteristic of "blocking the line of sight" to the mist, blocking the sight of the dead bird, allowing him to escape the influence of silence.

Yago, who made the judgment, also immediately reacted to Shugein’s warning——

Glancing at the wreckage hundreds of meters away, he grabbed the line of probability with the probability grass man, and pulled the three probability grass man forcefully——

When the three probable grass men were pulled and flew towards him, Yago took off his white gloves and patted Shugein, who was hiding on his side to avoid being affected by the dead bird.

Yago and Shugein, who had just recovered the probability, disappeared at the same time, leaving only a white glove on the ground.

In the next instant, the stern sound of whistle and whistle shattered the fog barrier that blocked the line of sight.

but.....

The figures of Yago and Shugein had disappeared, causing the dead birds to scream loudly.

The screaming sound formed a circle of black waves, tearing the ground, crushing the spiritual fog, and making the sinking speed of this isolated island a bit faster.

These dead birds who had lost their target suddenly shifted their target--

The Extraordinary who followed the group of dead birds far away--

They were attacking the Triangle Fleet and Derancis, and couldn't help being surprised when they noticed that the dead birds were moving as if they were angry.

......

In a pure white space.

"Duel Gloves"

Since he got it in Di Lude City, he has basically never used a mysterious object.

However, his state at this time is not very good.

Although the silence of the dead bird helped him suppress the mysterious liberation, this silence and suppression was a shock and traumatic suppression.

Being forcibly suppressed from the semi-liberation state back to the mysterious and convergent state, he can even feel that the recovery speed of his necropath "pollution" has slowed a lot.

Before recovering, you have to consider the impact of recovery speed when you use your abilities.

The only "fairly good" news is...

He was completely restored to the appearance of a normal person, and to Diago's appearance of an ordinary person.

He estimated that a little bit of "pollution" was recovered in his body. With the current amount, he still wants to wear a janitor mask and jump to the ruined temple.

It takes at least five minutes.

Facing Xiu Geyin, he took out the hacker music box and said:

"Sir, the group of dead birds seems to be directed at this thing."

Seeing what Yago took out, it was condensed from the spirit mist posture to Shugeyin's physical body, and he slightly narrowed the crow's eyes:

"wizard?"

Those dead birds are related to wizards?

"Who knows."

From the memory of Oster and Samuel, he knew that the dead bird was the family member of the "Death of Heaven" worshipped by the Brigade of the Dead.

The four clans suspected to be related to wizards, the "calibrator" held by the Cromwell family, this black shell music box, said that it had nothing to do with wizards, and Yago himself would not believe it.

but.......

What is the relationship between this "death of heaven" and the existence fragments of the "lantern hermit", one of the high-ranking members of the Black Bell Church, in the space shrouded in endless mist?

Through the gatekeeper's mask, after killing, there will be an eye-shaped phantom, and after covering the eye-shaped phantom, all the probability lines of the source of the eye-shaped phantom will be inherited by him.

The so-called "eye-like phantom" is "existence fragments."

"True death is no more."

No one will remember everything related to it, from the cognitive aspect, completely dead.

It is precisely because of this that if a person's "existence" has not been erased, then he is not considered death in the "real sense".

In terms of this definition of death, the change from material and flesh to a spiritual body is just a change in the form of existence of the body.

Previously, from the memory stele to the Lost Book, the letter left by the "Queen of Feast" who explored the bubble zone with the "Lantern Hermit" mentioned this sentence:

[True death, no longer exists]

[Ling Wu is the carrier of memory, but the memory in Ling Wu will be distorted and changed by the cognition and memory of other creatures. ]

Although it seems that this thing is an "existence fragment" of "The Lantern Hermit".

But, is the memory in this thing really from the "hermit carrying the lantern"?

After being promoted to the Headless Horseman, Yago, who was able to directionally destroy his memory in the process of exploring the mist, was quite suspicious.

Even if this fragment of existence is a "lantern hermit", has it been artificially modified?

Shugein is also a living example.

It doesn't know the memory it got from swallowing someone's spiritual fog, and it seems to have been deliberately deleted.

While waiting for the pollution of the Necropathic Pathway to return to the point where the gatekeeper's mask could be used, Yago fell into thinking.