Lord of the Silver Crow

Amidst the deadly roar, the carrion dragon kept struggling, trying to escape from the control of the spider threads.

However, it cannot be done.

The struggling movement of the carrion dragon, at least in Yago's field of vision, lasted less than a few seconds before stopping abruptly.

The flesh and blood on the head were shattered, but the exposed fangs and bones seemed to be rotten.

Between the upper and lower fangs of this carrion dragon, the dark and dead power gathers——

The breath of the dead dragon still blasted towards the tentacle that was constantly fluctuating like a tide.

Accompanied by a sound of explosion——

It's not a sound, but a fuzzy feeling that is closer to the essence, perhaps it should be called dynamic sense.

It was a feeling on another level, a feeling that Yago couldn't describe.

But he knows what it is.

As Attila once said, the wizard's path—

By various routes, try to transform to a higher level of life form.

That kind of situation is understood by him as an example of approximate high-dimensional life.

Between each path, after stepping into the middle sequence, the secret light that can be produced can only be observed by extraordinary people of this path. Unlike pollution, it has a substantial appearance in the eyes of extraordinary people of the corresponding path thing.

To understand pollution and secret light from this level, then pollution is a raw material without a specific form, but only has corresponding characteristics, and secret light is a further step, further specialized in this characteristic.

No, perhaps it should be said to be differentiation.

The feeling that Yago captures is not sound, but sound is the most similar kind of perception that normal people can understand most easily.

Just like wind and water, a person understands water but does not understand wind. It is easy to understand by describing the characteristics of Feng Shui.

The situation Yago faced was more extreme than this example. After all, it is normal to be able to perceive the wind and understand the wind.

However, the voice Yago can feel is something that normal people cannot observe.

Including Yago himself, it was not directly observed.

This kind of thing that makes him feel like water and sound is perceived through the established light.

He had observed it through the power of the Fortune Teller's Card.

More accurately described, because of the power of the Necromancer Path and the Probabilistic Path.

Although it can't be confirmed, the source of this feeling is actually from his body, from the power of the fortune teller's card.

That force is the exact opposite of this sense of turmoil.

silence? peaceful? Stagnation?

No, maybe it should be The End?

Yago remembered the word again.

And, it's not just sound.

There are also those two giant dragons with weird shapes, and the huge tentacles that appear like a tide are also observed under the feedback of this force.

without this power

Perhaps, what Yago could see was only the stirred outline of the spiritual mist?

When all the established light has been transformed into spider silk threads, when the pollution is exhausted and most of the means of self-protection are lost, he is very calm, or with a feeling of impending death With a sense of relaxation, he calmly analyzed the phenomena he saw in this dangerous situation where he could die under the impact of any one of them.

With a strange movement, the huge tentacles that stirred up in his perception and reminded him of tides and sounds suddenly slapped down.

The breath of the carrion giant dragon, crushed by the huge tentacles that were horrified, did not tear a wound on the huge tentacles like before.

Huge tentacles, intact.

And the reason is the power Yago felt

tide sound

Combining various characteristics, Yago quickly thought of Longfellow's memory of calling the tidal passage secret light.

secret light.

That sound and tide-like force, rolling along with the giant tentacles, is the tide cry, the secret light of the tidal path.

It should be said that not only the stirred forces, but also the huge tentacles themselves are made of secret light.

The breath of the rotten giant dragon was crushed by this force in an instant.

The huge tentacles slapped on the body of the carrion dragon.

It is different from the impeccable pure white dragon.

The moment this corpse-like carrion dragon was struck by the giant tentacles, its body was directly smashed into pieces.

Countless corrupt flesh and bones with a fluid-like texture splattered in all directions.

And the bombardment of the huge tentacles swept towards the pure white and impeccable dragon endlessly.

The pure white and impeccable dragon, with countless scale-like crystals on its body, resonated at this moment.

Sweeping towards its giant tentacles, countless crystallized white spots appeared on the side facing the Wuleu dragon.

But the same trick as in the previous situation did not work.

The huge tentacles covering the sky and the earth bombarded the body of the impeccable dragon without any sense of hindrance, and sent the pure white dragon's body flying.

Countless cracks appeared on its body surface. Delicate white porcelain that looks like it's about to shatter.

The castration continued, the huge tentacles lifted from bottom to top, and hit the huge crack in the sky.

In the crack, the grey-white terrifying giant spider entrenched behind the crack, at this moment, moved again.

The jointed limbs that seemed to be made up of countless dolls suddenly protruded from the crack——

Yago could clearly see the movements of countless dull dolls pulling out gray-white silk threads on the huge jointed limbs.

A total of four spider legs protruded from the crack. During the movement of countless puppets on the spider legs pulling at the same time, a giant gray-white web that could completely cover the crack was formed. With the pulling action of the four spider legs , stretched to the limit.

Then

Like a hunting net, the cover is pressed down.

Moreover, this gray-white giant net shows a sharpness that even Yago can't imagine——

The moment the giant tentacles came into contact with the spider web, the countless probabilistic threads on the spider web collapsed, but, similarly, one after another cut cracks appeared on the giant tentacles.

fracture.

The huge tentacles were cut by the gray-white spider web.

Every spider thread is like a sharp blade.

Looking at this scene, Yago was both familiar and unfamiliar.

What is familiar is the line of probability and the force that cuts things.

He can be sure that the latter is the power he uses quite a bit to cut the line of probability.

Phantom Thief's Cutting and Renewing and Scarecrow's Distortion.

However, Yago never passes through the line of probability, and uses the line of probability as a sharp-edged operation as a cutting tool.

The next moment, in Yago's field of vision, the huge tentacles covered by the hunting-net-like white spider silk were cut into pieces after nearly 40% of the spider silk was broken.