Lord of the Silver Crow

Hazy, unreal.

In the dream, a strong sense of restraint enveloped Yago's heartstrings, making it difficult for him to fall asleep peacefully, and he woke up suddenly.

Since he was promoted to a scarecrow, his emotions and desires were gradually turned into human figures or scarecrows, and he could dream less and less when he slept, and he didn't even have a few dreams.

Dreams are the fulfillment of subconscious desires.

Dreams are messy reorganizations of waking thoughts.

Dreams are psychological conflicts and the manifestation of emotions.

What is the dream? Yago has heard many kinds of theories. Psychology determines dreams, and physiology determines dreams. Multiple factors are combined.

However, he only has a half-knowledge of the physiology and psychology related to dreams, and is not an expert.

Even a psychology expert is only an expert in one aspect of psychology, not omnipotent.

Yago certainly doesn't feel that his thoughts represent everything.

but

This dream is so clear.

Because, that was the scene that suddenly emerged at the moment when he completed the mysterious fit.

is his memory.

A scene that is clearer than the previous two.

In the endless darkness, a card the size of a poker card appeared in his vision.

Last time, when I completed the Phantom Thief Fit, a distorted human figure emerged above the pattern.

Except for the human form and the distorted mouth on the human form that is not like flesh and blood, and the inside is completely black, there are basically no other features that can be seen.

Now, he knew that the pattern represented a scarecrow.

The gambler at first, then the monster thief, and then the scarecrow.

And this time.

On the playing card screen, there is a blurry place where it can be vaguely seen to be the ruins of a building.

And above the ruins, there are dark butterflies.

If you look carefully, you can see that the butterfly's wings are actually composed of thin lines that are rolled back one after another.

And, above the thin line, there are strange bumps and leaks.

Like. Chains.

Moreover, the pattern of the butterfly's wings vaguely formed a picture similar to the five senses of some kind of creature.

Maybe it's a human being, or it's just Yago's associative vision.

The slender limbs of the black butterfly clung to the ruins.

Although the butterfly didn't move on the poker-like card, he felt a strong sense of movement and ominousness.

Sitting up, Yago held his head.

It's the second time.

For the second time since the mysterious fit, he dreamed of this scene.

Shaking his head, he shook off the repeated thoughts in his head.

Not only the scarecrow's relationship, after he was promoted to bone picker and made himself more and more like a dead person, the sleep time he needed became very short.

Sleeping for two hours a day is a long torture for him.

Now that he was awake, Yago also stood up, ready to go to the temple of ruins.

A few days after the mystery fit

Knowing the principle of mysterious overloading and holding a mysterious situation, the importance of the formula is reduced.

The recipe is more of a validation overload for the integrity of the mystery.

Whether there is excess material, whether there is a small part.

January, no, 13th, 16th.

The cognition of 12 months in a year is too deep, and he will always forget the fact that there are 14 months in this world.

It took a few days to peel off the mystery of the storm hunter for reloading, and yesterday, he also completed the reloading of the mystery.

After resting and returning to the full state, the thing to do is of course to take the potion.

He stretched out his right hand and grabbed the silver key on his chest.

The hollow black robe appeared above the ruined temple.

After Yago took off the janitor's mask, Hugein flew to his side.

I helped you complete the final adjustment and screening of potion materials.

Yago nodded at Huge's words:

Thank you very much, sir.

It was originally a name for camouflage, but Yago didn't change it after calling it out, and he would call it that when there were only him and Hugein.

When he came to the place where the materials were placed, two piles of materials appeared in Yago's vision.

On one side is a blood-colored stone statue vaguely showing a humanoid posture.

Capable of carrying most mysterious objects - stones.

After being filled with spiritual mist and activated, it will become a gargoyle.

These are scraps that Stormhunters don't need.

Yago turned to look to the other side.

Able to piece together ingredients for the mysterious potion of the Stormcatcher.

Did not follow any steps, nor follow the process, Yago simply put together various materials and smashed them.

Afterwards, with his Spirit Vision on, he separated his probability straw man.

While observing himself from two perspectives at the same time, he takes a simple smashed potion in an unacceptable way for ordinary people——

Tear open his straw-like body, put the potion into his stomach, and then close the torn gap.

When performing this action, he did not panic at all.

With an eerie indifference, like a puppet watching the action.

From his own perspective, from the perspective of the straw man of probability, he observed himself, observed the changes in the potion, and observed the changes in the line of probability——

Almost as he was putting the mixed potion into his stomach, he saw it.

Lines of probability extended from the potion, from the mysterious phantom twisted by the threads, and connected to his body.

A strong hum came.

It was like the cry of a storm, and the sound of countless trembling threads.

but!

At this moment, he saw it.

A faint, off-white thread of probability emerged like a spider's silk, and connected to the mysterious phantom, pulling the mystery.

The phantom on it, which looked like a text symbol, suddenly changed its position.

However, from the scarecrow's perspective, he could not see any lines of probability emerging.

In other words, the line of probability appeared out of thin air in his body.

Or

It originally appeared from within his body.

In the next moment, the lines of probability extending from the mysterious phantom are constantly twisting and deforming——

It turned into a series of small black chains similar to chains.

and!

In his body, the silver blood that dried up along with his body suddenly gushed out and covered the chains.

The black chain instantly turned dark silver.

But, just see here.

Small sounds like the collision of metal and countless insects stirred in Yago's mind, making it difficult for him to maintain his consciousness.

Painfully, Yago grabbed his head.

In the intense pain, Yago unconsciously tore at the probability thread in his head.

From the perspective of the outside world, his head was torn in half by his unconscious tearing action.

At the same time, his arms and body revealed inhuman features.