Night Raven Master

Chapter 218 Suzy's Obsession

The pitch-black shadows surged continuously, forming thousands of hair-thin threads, shooting towards the wrists and ankles of the giant Han Lunk.

"Lunk!!!"

A shadow flashed by, and the masked woman instantly appeared beside the giant man. The enchanted short sword in her hand fell from the sky, and two long and narrow crescent-shaped arcs of faint green light spun out from the sharp metal blade.

The long and narrow light blade cut off half of the frontmost shadow thread, and the remaining half of the shadow thread has no meaning of changing trajectory, just like this, it penetrated the hands and feet of the giant Han Lunk who was bound into a mummy by the shadow.

The severe pain caused by the penetration caused Lunk's struggling and waving hands and feet to temporarily lose their strength, and they were pulled together by the bandage-like shadow.

boom -

The huge body crashed to the ground.

Lunk, who was bound by the shadow, let out a muffled groan. Although he couldn't hear the content clearly, the tone was undoubtedly a curse.

On the other side, the shadowed crow Zofen, who was wearing a gentleman's tuxedo, somehow conjured up a set of table chairs, sat on the chairs, and turned on the theater mode.

"Come on~ I didn't expect these people to be... tsk, no wonder the master said that they can't be killed, it's useless to kill them, and they don't taste good."

It picked up a coffee cup that was also made of shadows from the table, brought it to its mouth, and pretended to take a sip.

Another shadow crow lord also came to the table and sat on a chair.

After probing for a while, they were all able to confirm that to deal with the two humans, only one person was needed, a crow was enough.

"How is the master?"

"I don't know, it won't be a problem anyway."

At this time, Earl Susie had already walked out of the gate of the castle, watching his subordinates being killed by shadow servants one by one. To his own surprise, he did not feel any dissatisfaction or sadness.

When he appeared, there was hope in the eyes of his subordinates.

However, Earl Susie did not take any action because of this.

This action caused the hope in the eyes of his subordinates to fade, to doubt, and then to disbelief.

Count Susie just watched his subordinates die and wounded so coldly, but he didn't have the slightest plan to rescue them.

When a professional was seriously injured and dying, he struggled to climb to the feet of Earl Susie, but the rest of the professionals did not have such a chance, and they were mercilessly killed by shadow servants one by one.

Looking at such a scene, the professional's eyes were red, and he roared hoarsely:
"Master Earl! Why! Why..."

When he finished shouting the last sentence, his body, which had been severely injured, completely lost its vitality, and those unwilling, angry and disappointed eyes were fixedly looking in the direction of Earl Susie.

Count Susie looked at him indifferently, seemingly unmoved.

A shadow crow flew to his side, gray light flashed in its eyes, and the shadow on the ground twisted and extended, forming a night phantom.

Gently pressing down on the top hat, Phantom Art squinted his eyes and smiled, "Count Susie, should we talk straight to the point now?"

The psionic black mist in the sky still existed, and as time passed, it became darker and darker, and the dark clouds gradually piled up.

The rays of light that can penetrate through the dark clouds are getting scarcer, and after being blocked by the black mist, there is not much left.

And when the sky became darker and darker, huge snowflakes fell from the sky.

Count Susie walked forward, his expression was calm, without any waves.

The enchanted and luxurious boots stepped on the dark ground, and stepped on the blood of professionals.

The corpses of hundreds of professionals and hundreds of soldiers.

The shadow servants just glanced at him when he passed by, and then slowly walked towards the remaining tenacious resistance formed by less than ten professionals and soldiers.

Most of the shadow servants, more than four thousand in number, did not launch an attack. They faithfully followed Yate's order and did not launch an attack if they were not attacked.

Earl Susie stopped in front of a professional with his eyes closed tightly, looked at his mutilated corpse, and sighed:

"Why, Ser Silver Crow?"

"Why? What point are you asking? Why did you destroy the bodies of these undead, or why didn't you just do it to you?"

Art took off his top hat and played with it.

Hearing the word "undead", Count Susie's eyes fluctuated for a while.

Then, he was silent for a moment:
"I'm different from Cass. I lack powerful offensive spells. Because of the differences in meditation methods and attributes, the structure of my spell sequence is unstable and it is easy to cause situations."

"Especially after using external force to promote Apocalypse, I have no progress. No matter how many times I try, the spell sequence I built will start to loosen after using it a few times, and finally even collapse completely."

"But, I can't help it."

He raised his head and looked towards the sky:
"My spiritual attribute is wind attribute, but my meditation method is dark attribute."

"Any wizard understands the consequences of different spiritual attributes and meditation attributes."

Earl Susie remained silent, stepping on the blood. The blood was not fresh red, but dark red, and even a lot of it was black.

Not because the base shade is black.

But the color of blood is black, foul-smelling black.

But whether it is a professional or a soldier, it seems that they have not seen it, and they are unaware.

Art just smiled:

"Necronomy can't solve the problem of the Duke of the North."

"If you don't try, you have no chance, right?" Earl Susie said indifferently.

The smile on the corner of Art's mouth slowly disappeared, and he put his top hat back on his head:

"Gain dark-attribute psionic energy through meditation, but psionic energy is psionic energy after all, not negative energy."

"That's right." Earl Susie nodded.

"Spirit is a derivative of the soul. Negative energy comes from the soul and is also a derivative of the soul. Some people even regard it as a derivative of the spirit, but the two are not the same."

"The attribute of the spirit is the attribute that is carried in the process of deriving the spirit from the soul."

"As for negative energy, the soul changes first, and then it is derived from the soul."

"Spirit is easy to change and can be accompanied by various changes. It is precisely because of this that all kinds of spellcasters will choose spirit as the basic energy for casting spells. The spiritual energy obtained through meditation is a specialized spirit."

"completely different."

He looked at his palm and narrowed his eyes:
"Although there are still differences, the dark attribute is the energy closest to negative energy. Dark elements and negative energy are two completely different things, only the attributes are similar."

"After death, the connection between the spiritual bridge and the physical body is severed, and the coordination of vitality is lost. The energy derived from the soul is only left in a negative state."

"That's negative energy."

His eyes looked at the long dead, professionals and soldiers, as if he was looking at a test product.

"The secret of negative energy can only be obtained from the real undead."

In the beginning, he accidentally knew that His Royal Highness Scala had gradually lost his status as a blue-blooded person. He had been rescued and favored many times by Lord Scala, and wanted to repay his favor.

His Royal Highness Scala does not lack wizards of the life department, and His Royal Highness Scala himself is a great wizard of the life department.

Therefore, he did not choose the wood attribute meditation method that is relatively similar to the wind attribute, but chose the dark attribute, which is far away.

He wanted to start from the direction of necromancy, so as to find a way to help His Royal Highness Scala.

And as he abandoned the wind-attribute meditation method he had been practicing for a long time, relying on a large amount of dark-attribute materials, he allowed his psionic energy to become dark-attributed.

The main attribute has also been changed from wind attribute to dark attribute.

After that, he was keen on human experiments, and began to secretly contact and protect some necromancers. When the materials were not enough, he brought those criminals who were not worthy of the death penalty into the dungeon and turned them into materials on the experimental table.

They even robbed innocent people in order to obtain certain "materials".

He barely advanced to Apocalypse through a special method, but he has no way to get promoted anymore.

Unknowingly, he also lost his status as a blue-blooded person.

There is no possibility of increasing the speed of meditation.

As he progressed along the way, his attainments in life-type spells became higher and higher, and the blood of the monsters he stripped out reached a purity of nearly 80%.

Relying on his own research without any information, he successfully transformed humans into half-giants, and the racial segregation between half-giants and humans has also been well resolved.

He has already started research on soul transfer——soul transfer between blue-blooded people.

Transplant the soul of one blue-blooded person to another blue-blooded person without causing soul corruption.

After the spiritual bridge is broken, the soul will gradually transform into negative energy, and even if it is transferred to another body, blue blood cannot be used.

Next, what needs to be done is the ability to identify blue blood.

Blue blood can identify the similarities and differences of the soul, if the soul is different from the body, the blue blood will be invalid.

This is a problem - the blue blood on the dead blue blood can still take effect.

Unfortunately, there is no time.

He looked at Art, with a fierce gleam in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Sir Silver Crow, since you discovered my secret, I can't keep you anymore, for His Royal Highness Scala."

"Tsk, you're really loyal."

Art couldn't help but shook his head. This Earl of Susie's almost obsessive loyalty is undoubtedly worthy of respect.

But there was also no doubt that this was the enemy.

It's a pity that he has made a contract with the Duke of the North and cannot tell anyone about the possible solution to the hidden dangers of the Duke of the North.

Obviously, the problem can be solved by just talking about it.
But not necessarily, not to mention whether Earl Susie would believe it, even if he believed it, there is no cure.

If you read correctly, this Count Susie.
Already half dead.

(End of this chapter)