Lord of the Silver Crow

Four thorn bullets were shot, and the thorn vine pattern originated from the bullet hole, piercing through the disgusting flesh and blood of the mutated living corpse.

Seeing the flesh and blood collapsing into mist, Yago also understood that the flesh and blood were condensed by the mist of spiritual tide.

but

Yago, who was standing behind Friesen, suddenly noticed something.

The target of the mutated living corpse was himself.

Even though the mutated living corpse was hit by the captain's thorn bullet and the flesh and flesh crumbled, it still aimed at him.

However, at this moment, the mutated living corpse suddenly turned around.

Boom! ! !

There was a dull sound of blunt blows, and a shovel rolled up the spiritual mist, hitting the body of the mutated living corpse.

Ho ho ho—

Amidst the weird sound that seemed to be screaming, the mutated living corpse suddenly fell to the ground.

What did you do! Friesen!

A roar sounded as the mutated living corpse fell to the ground.

Yago saw that Friesen shrank his neck beside him.

It's not cute whether you stick your tongue out or not.

As for the voice, Yago knew who it was without thinking.

Uncle Sandor.

The oldest member of the Thorn Tree Squad in Dilud City, Yago's instructor.

Sure enough, at the edge of the field of vision reduced by the spiritual mist visible to the naked eye, a middle-aged man with a mustache and beard angrily came to the mutant living corpse, picked up the shovel on the ground, and rushed The spiritual mist hit the body of the mutated living corpse as he swung the shovel with both hands.

The shovel with mottled rust was like a heavy war hammer. With just one blow, the mutated living corpse that Friesen was afraid of just now was smashed into pieces.

Yago clearly saw that the flesh and blood on the mutated living corpse disintegrated into mist in an instant, mixing into the surrounding gray-white thick mist.

What remained in place was only a broken half of the skull and three intertwined upper torso bones.

Sandor, who still had anger on his face, looked at the bones on the ground, and then at the side not far away, the upper half of the mutated ghost grass and the wriggling bone claws.

Raising the shovel again, Shandel aroused the spiritual mist, and stabbed down fiercely with the tip of the shovel.

The spirit mist rolled, and the wriggling bone claws had disappeared.

In the same way, Sandor came to Yago and Friesen after cleaning up all the flesh and blood around him.

I told you, Jodhwa.

Instead of calling his name, he called his surname. Shandel, who had an unusually calm face, stared at Friesen with his dark gray eyes:

Don't use those things in a cemetery.

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for Friesen's answer, and walked towards the pile of bones with a shovel in his right hand. Carefully, he picked up the half-broken skull with his left hand, walked towards the tombstone where the mutated zombie crawled out, and put The skull was placed in front of the tombstone, and the tomb soil broken from the inside was dug up with a shovel.

Friesen didn't say anything, just turned and left.

Only Jia Lide, who came with Shandel, shook her head with a sigh of relief. When Yago shifted her gaze to her, the tall lady who was about the same height as him patted his shoulder, leaned closer to his ear and said :

If one day I accidentally die, don't bury the body here, bury it in other church cemeteries, or find a place where no one is there.

After finishing speaking, she didn't look at Shandel who was delivering the bones to the tombstone again and again, she turned her head and left, and walked towards Dantès and the others who had just arrived.

Looking at her back, Yago opened his mouth, and finally said nothing. He glanced at his silver-handled cane, and walked to Sandor's side.

Mr Sandel

I'm fine.

Shandel's voice was calm and seemed to have calmed down:

Dantes and the others are here too. You can rest first and leave the matter of removing the spirit body to Dantès. You will be responsible for guiding them to the location of the spirit body, and by the way, bury the living corpses that came out of the grave. OK.

Sandel doesn't say anything about the bones.

Okay, okay.

Yago responded without asking any further questions.

Dantès also came over at this moment, with a lantern in his hand, glanced at the bones in front of the monument, and said to Yago in a dull voice:

Fast, come here.

Concise and concise, no redundant words.

I see.

Yago followed Dantès and acted together with him.

It seems that it was because of the mutated living corpses. After that, Yago and others did not encounter too many living corpses or spirits.

One night passed, and when the sun rose, Jia Lide sighed beside Yago:

it is finally over.

Seeing that Dantès hurriedly got into the carriage that had just driven in, Gao Gen couldn't help sighing:

Get through the first day, and the next few days won't be so much.

After speaking, he and Jia Lide walked to the carriage together.

After Friesen followed and left, the huge cemetery became more and more deserted.

The sun rose from a distance, and the sun penetrated the fog, but the fog did not show any signs of dissipating.

Diago.

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded.

Yago, who was a little tired from the night's action, was jolted by the sudden sound.

It's Uncle Sandor.

Is there a spirit body again? Yago hurriedly raised the silver-handled cane and asked aloud.

No, you don't need to worry about it during the day.

Shandel smiled, and the bushy beard on his chin trembled with the voice:

You can go back and rest, too.

Can I go back too? Don't need to be on duty again? Yago confirmed with some worry.

Knowing that the dense fog around him was part of the spiritual tide, Yago was still a little worried.

No need. Sander shook his head, looking a little tired, Although the spirit wave will last for six or seven days, don't worry about it during the day, you can also use spirit mist and spirit vision, but you still need to be careful, and I will Going to rest.

After speaking, he walked towards the back door of the church, and it seemed that he was going to rest in the rest room of the church.

Seeing Shandel stepping into the fog and becoming a looming figure, Yago turned his head, glanced at the cemetery with some traces of mud turning, and shuddered.

Shrinking his body and feeling the position of Shugeyin, Yago stepped up and left.

When Yago returned to the fast cloakroom, the sky was already bright.

And Shugyin also landed one step ahead of time among the group of fog crows on the roof of the fast cloakroom.

How many spirits did this guy eat?

Looking at Shugein who was standing in the shadow of the roof and started to sleep with his eyes closed, the corner of Yago's mouth twitched.

Yawning, Yago got into the warehouse room.

However, he didn't intend to sleep.

He wants to try something.

In the original world, entering the game while sleeping was the norm.

What he wants to do is, while sleeping, the consciousness enters the world of the book.

Lying on the bed, Yago closed his eyes.

Along with his thoughts flashing, ravings and whispers sounded in Yago's ears.

Thanks to book friend Pure White Clown for rewarding 500 starting coins