Lord of the Silver Crow

Like a stream of water, Mrs. Cromwell, with a half-human, half-bird spirit body, swept a round trajectory in the air, and the spirit bird with a sense of darkness all over her body directly rushed towards those few people. I just don't know when the death bird appeared around the castle.

And just now, after the dark, wavy power diffused, those suicidal birds that were diffused were covered with a phantom like a water film.

This layer of phantom like a water film made the group of suicidal birds as if they had fallen into a state of stasis and remained motionless.

Mrs. Cromwell's spirit claws also directly penetrated the head of a death bird without being blocked.

Accompanied by the clear cracking sound, it was clearly the claws of the spirit body that crushed the death bird's head. The head with no flesh and blood, and the feathers directly covering the bones, shattered in response.

However, at the moment of the death of the death bird, a shrill cry sounded.

This sound instantly shattered the black water film covering the dead birds.

The wings of a group of death birds fluttered one after another, and their fleshless heads were lifted up with the movement of their heads, followed by a mournful cry that was full of silence, as if echoing in a vast space—

Ahh——

The sound of a group of death birds at the same time caused Kalinqi, who had just recovered from the resonance of blood power, to fall into pain again.

The shrill chirping sound, to him, was not the singing of birds, but the painful cries of wraiths in his ears.

Moreover, with these shouts resounding in his ears, he could feel that his body seemed to be immersed in a vast water without the slightest ripple and stretching as far as the eye can see.

This ocean-like expanse of water gave him the feeling of the Sea of ​​Death, but, unlike the pure silence of the Sea of ​​Death, this ocean seemed to be surrounded by a maddening silence.

No, the whole ocean is made of silence.

Kalinqi came up with such an idea, and his consciousness seemed to have fallen into a stillness at this moment.

Mrs. Cromwell noticed Carlinch's state.

Mrs. Cromwell, who originally had a black film of water surging around her body to resist the sound of death, fell into a state of rage in an instant, and the turbulent water film instantly turned into surging waves:

Shut your mouths!!!

Black, dark, black with a strong sense of stickiness, as if boiling, spread with Mrs. Cromwell's roar, although the price was a group of death birds' death sounds pressing on her body .

Both lose.

Mrs. Cromwell was so furious and gave up defense and chose to attack with all her strength. The group of death birds seemed to have not expected it. They were attacked with all their strength because of Mrs. Cromwell's previous defensive actions, and they were instantly caught by the rippling waves. Obscure black ripples bombarded his body.

Following Mrs. Cromwell's roar, the viscous black water waves crushed the few dead birds closest to her and Karinch's position like a sea tide.

However, at the same time, the death sound sung by more than twenty birds of death unknowingly bombarded Mrs. Cromwell.

Although the water film around Mrs. Cromwell's body helped her resist part of it, the water film was quickly torn apart.

The beautiful figure with a touch of dark black and the unique hazy transparency of a spirit body seemed to have suffered a serious injury at the moment the water film shattered.

And more importantly, at the moment when the sounds of the defendant's death hit, those inhuman features on her body, the feathers and sharp claws that made her look half-human, half-bird, were moving at an extremely fast speed. Speed ​​fades.

Forced back from the old stance.

The water-like feeling also subsided, and Mrs. Cromwell returned to her usual spirit posture in an instant.

And in this posture, the follow-up, round after round of death choruses also continued to strike.

More importantly, the empty eye sockets of the death birds were staring at Mrs. Cromwell.

At this moment, Mrs. Cromwell's body fell into a freeze.

However, Mrs. Cromwell did not lose her resistance.

Sparse, black silk threads spread out from her body one after another.

secret light.

Illusory silk threads with a strong sense of death stretched out from her body.

Each one feels like rippling water waves, not so much a silk thread, but a waterline feeling.

Silk threads quickly gushed out of Mrs. Cromwell's body, forming a thin web in front of her, like

wing.

No, wingman.

Just like the winged hand with countless feathers and sharp claws when she took on the old form.

The crossed wings folded in front of her body, covering her whole body and completely enveloping her body. Although the wings woven with silk thread were as thin as a piece of paper, they blocked her view well.

All the sights shot out of the hollow eye sockets of a group of dead birds were all blocked.

And the next moment, accompanied by whispers, the spiritual mist rolled, and one figure after another flew out of the castle.

Each figure is a transparent spirit body, and there is a bone-like thing in each position of their body.

Remains.

Under Mrs. Cromwell's order, the dead Cromwell family reappeared, and groups of spirits flew out of Cromwell Castle like an army to fight the enemy.

Although many of these undead were frozen or even disintegrated by the sight of the suicidal bird the moment they rushed towards the suicidal bird, these undead did not have any intention of stopping their actions. At this moment, the pile of bones piled up in the castle was attracted by Mrs. Cromwell's power, and formed a spirit body in the scrolling of the spiritual mist, and turned into a guard guarding the castle and the last place where the family survived. fight.

Although, it is obvious that Mrs. Cromwell, who is only in Sequence 6, can't last long in the face of a large group of death birds who are only slightly weaker than her and are undoubtedly at the middle Sequence level, let alone those A group of spirits.

The army assembled by the dead souls of the Cromwell family was quickly wiped out under the wide-ranging attack of a group of death birds singing the sound of death.

And Mrs. Cromwell was also at an absolute disadvantage under the bombardment of the death chorus.

However, at this moment, a voice sounded:

Sue the dead bird? Things that are outdated, let's continue to sink in the bottom of the sea.

Step. Step. Step.

Accompanied by the sound of horseshoes, a figure slowly approached on the silent sea.

The tide green armor has a sense of flesh and blood, and the echo of the whale song is surging with the pace of the war horse.