Lord of the Silver Crow

However, Yago didn't have much time to distract himself.

When he was about to try to find out whether the pathway of dusk, the pathway of dawn, the pathway of carrying the lamp, and the pathway of lawyers had something in common as a basis for judging who was more likely to be the judge or the corresponding pathway of the Hanged Man, the fluctuation of the probability line made Yago immediately Let go of the idea of ​​continuing to think about those things.

However, at the end of his thoughts, when he was closer to the interpretation of Bithod or Wetter Tarot, an idea popped up in his mind——

A view from his past studies of the Marseille, Thoth and Waite Tarots.

Among the Waite Tarot, there are more church-oriented interpretations about faith than the Thoth Tarot.

For example, Thoth and Waite interpreted the interpretation of the Hanged Man. Thoth’s interpretation is more about spiritual growth through learning and experience, while Waite uses “sacrifice” and even touches on Christianity, saying something like “like Christ”. Use sentences.

The memories that emerged from the interpretation of the Hanged Man made Yago seem to have caught some inspiration, but he didn't have time to think more deeply.

Inside the temple in the fog, something seemed to happen.

Yago can feel that a distortion is forming, and the lines of probability are distorting

It's like. It's like.

call?

Yago immediately thought of the actions of the members of the Lantern Brotherhood that he killed not long ago.

When they were summoned through rituals, it gave Yago a similar feeling.

What really made Yago confirm this was the faint sound of the door echoing in his ears.

Yago didn't hear the sound of the door opening and closing when the members of the Lantern Brotherhood called before, but only had a faint sense through the gatekeeper's mask.

But now, Yago heard it clearly, heard the sound like a door opening and closing.

Yago has heard the sound of doors opening and closing many times.

However, it only sounded when he used the gatekeeper mask to go back and forth between the ruined temple and the material world.

At other times, when did such a voice appear?

The last time, when the apostles were involved, a whole city was exiled to the Phantom Realm. At that time, there was also a powerful hidden existence trying to pass through the gate.

when?

During the battle in Diroud City, when Baines summoned a powerful spirit skeleton?

Another time, on that isolated island in the sea, the small island where I found the fragments of the hermit with the lantern. Those birds of death are still unforgettable to Yago.

Except for the case of using the gatekeeper mask by myself, every time I hear the sound of the door, it basically involves all kinds of bad things.

And now.

retreat.

Without any hesitation, Yago no longer intends to observe what will happen here.

The distorted scale of the probability line is getting bigger and bigger, and the voice from the gatekeeper's mask is also getting louder, if it continues to stay.

This is not an enemy he can fight.

Yago chose to retreat.

Without hesitation, Yago didn't look at the Temple Church in the mist again, but fled at a very fast speed - leaving this logging town.

Even if he has the intention to save the innocent, he can't pay the price with his life, he is not that noble.

Buck stared in horror at the ritual map track that was activated again for some unknown reason.

He had no idea why the ritual map track in front of him would light up again.

Obviously, he has already seen that the connections of those ritual graph tracks have been destroyed, and the person who killed Stefulo has destroyed the ritual.

But now, for some unknown reason, the ruined ritual map track was suddenly completed again.

And the next moment, he felt that an item he was holding, an item he had taken from his subordinates, suddenly flew out of him and landed on the track of the ritual.

And in the next moment, everyone who entered this underground stronghold, including Buck, felt the stiffness of their bodies instantly—it seemed that there was something terrifying.

fear?

As a villain, Buck, who had mastered a lot of his abilities, was the first to react.

This is the ability of villains.

However, just as Buck wanted to resist, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear:

Forget it, I'll choose you.

Almost at the moment when the sound sounded, Yago saw several dark shadows pouring out from the corpses of Stefulo and others, rushing towards his body.

When he wanted to resist, more shadow-like things appeared in the ritual map track, rolling towards him like a wave.

Buck, who tried to resist, had to use his ability——

Even, he is already preparing to release the mystery in his mind.

However, his resistance was useless.

Or, too late.

When he hastily greeted the wave of black shadows coming, his body froze suddenly, and his original intention of resisting seemed to have been hit by something. In that kind of severe pain that was different from his body, Buck's consciousness quickly changed. get blurred--

And the reason.

On his body, a large piece of black has unconsciously attached to it—a piece of illusory black.

The rushing waves were just to attract his attention, and the real attack had already arrived.

Then, those black shadows hidden among the corpses and emerging from the ritual map quickly gathered in Buck's body, and a huge black shadow that was completely disproportionate poured into Buck's body.

Soon, Buck's body changed.

A man who looked a little elegant and charming appeared on the spot.

I'm Chetaro. Oh no, I'm Buck.

After talking to himself, the man smiled, with a slight smile on his brow, and looked around, at the members of the Lantern Brotherhood who were unable to move under the Kuroshio Current:

Sorry, you need to die here.

However, those people were also unable to respond.

In fact, before the man came, these people had died under the terrible wave of shadows.

At this moment, their bodies, under those dark illusory shadows, are constantly changing their shapes——

The man exuding a gentle temperament smiled slightly:

To celebrate my return, make a scene, my hounds.

Following his voice, the flesh and blood that kept changing shapes almost instantly, as if they had found the final direction of change, they twisted quickly.

Next, monsters appeared one by one.

Monsters that looked like black hounds, with countless dense black cracks on their heads, appeared as the flesh and blood stopped changing.

And when those black cracks opened to reveal eyeballs, no one would look at them as dogs.

This is a bunch of monsters.