Lord of the Silver Crow

Yago looked at a city from a distance.

On this desolate land without borders, a strange city stands in the wasteland.

He has a familiar feeling.

This feeling... By the way, it's Twilight.

It is the feeling of the secret light of the evening route.

but why?

Yago, in a crow posture, looked at all this from a distance.

Pollution, extremely intense pollution, is covering the city.

Because of this intense pollution, he didn't plan to come close.

This extremely powerful pollution was enough to cause him discomfort.

but.....

Why is his current "pollution" so weak?

In contrast, Yago suddenly remembered this question.

Starting from the middle sequence, starting from being able to show the old posture, the power of the Extraordinary will have a radiant effect on the surrounding environment.

"The power of the wizard" is the product of the combination of the power of the external environment and the incomparably powerful will.

Although, now, he has confirmed that his "substance" is not a necrotic path, nor a "probabilistic path", but a kind of "adaptation to the environment" as the main body, after reaching a certain condition, it will change the form of existence Strange forms of existence.

From flesh and blood life to "cognitive life", from "cognitive life" to the current "time life".

It's just that he doesn't know what opportunities are needed.

However, considering the timing of these two transitions...

At the very least, "contact" is required.

When changing from "cognitive life" to "time life", in addition to the external environment, the most clear thing is that his body spontaneously, as if instinctively, gnawed that it was not just "worms" or "snakes". statue.

The power of the "Necro Path" and "Probability Path" he now possesses is more like... a residence for him.

He is lodged in the power of these two channels, in the "body" that these powers shape.

Like...

In the field of cognition, those weird worms parasitic in the corresponding sequence image.

However, Yago has a problem.

That is why oneself can be attached to the sequence pathway in this form.

What has he experienced in this "past Diago"? Or... what will you experience?

The coincidences that I have experienced now have clearly demonstrated that I, as the "Diago of the past", is experiencing the "now" and "future".

Time that has collapsed, chaotic timing...

In addition, his ignorance of the "past" is clearly showing him that his "part" of the "real Diago", or the "complete Diago", and the world , "Already" there are many intersections.

such as...

"Nightmare".

This reminded him of the "eternal nightmare", of the high-ranking member of the Black Bell Church, of the weird "mirror world" title, is he himself?

What is the connection between "Eternal Nightmare" and his "Diago"?

.......

In the city that Yago looked at from a distance, one figure after another sparsely shuttled.

However, in this city, those who move on the streets here and live in buildings that are clearly unsuitable for human habitation are not human beings.

One after another, monsters with inhuman characteristics were walking on the wide streets.

Wolf? lion? antelope? goat? mouse?

These monsters do not have any special uniform characteristics, or have three or four deformed heads, or have five, six, seven or eight feet, and their bodies are scattered with various mouths or eyes and other organs.

If you have to find the smallest common divisor, that's probably hair.

These monsters are all hairy.

However, it is not completely irregular.

A huge, four-legged animal with sheep's hoof-like feet, and sharp claws on the tips of its toes, is watching the street.

Seeing him, the monsters walking on the street like a swarm of demons flinched or walked around nervously.

The more weird and disordered the body is, the simpler the movements.

Cringe or ignore.

Only those with a "normal" body shape choose to turn around and leave, go around, or go straight after hesitating for a while.

Seeing this scene, the four-legged monster with antelope horns on its head opened its mouth.

Two mouths were opened.

One mouth is located below the somewhat deformed head, and the other is located on the top of the head, between the two slanted corners.

If someone can observe the city from a bird's-eye view, they will find that...

The closer the city is to the center, the more symmetrical the monsters appearing in it.

The abnormal monsters with toes and even heads skewed, left and right asymmetry, all live on the outskirts of the city.

And in the most central area...

On a rough-built high platform, a horn on the top of its head is twisted and staggered, and the hair forms a four-legged creature like a crown, looking towards the desolate land outside the city.

The hair on his body is also the same as other parts of the body, roughly symmetrical and uniform.

However, its head has two mouths.

Those heads resembling deer and wolf-like features were located on the left and right sides, with red and gray eyes. At this moment, they seemed to see something, and they turned slightly.

And beside it, another figure approached, and a two-mouthed monster with giant horns resembling a crown was growing on its head. It grinned and opened its mouth, making a somewhat vague voice:

"Your Majesty, it has been ten rounds of the Red Night, will the people in the flames still come?"

Hearing the sound, the two-mouthed monster looking outside the city, the inhuman face showed a little humane distressed expression:

"The monsters don't follow any rules. They come at different intervals each time."

Hearing this, the questioner, who looked a little old, grinned again and said:

".....What..... is.....'interval'?"

Upon hearing this question, the two-mouthed monster called "Your Majesty" turned his head and glanced.

It can clearly see that the eyes of its loyal followers are filled with confusion, and the divine light that should have been clear in the pupils has also become chaotic.

Seeing this scene, it couldn't help sighing, and patiently explained:

"The time from one meal to the next."

When it said this sentence, it itself was dumbfounded, and a humanized sorrow appeared on its face, muttering:

"Heh... eating..."

Either helpless, or sorrow, or both, with complex emotions, it turned its head, and there was a slight look of determination on its face:

"At least, at least hold on here."

"Hold here."

With a little sense of struggle and exhaustion, it repeated this sentence again and again, as if it were a mission.