Lord of the Silver Crow

Although sleep was no longer needed due to the Necromancer Pathway, Yago closed his eyes and meditated and sorted out his thoughts instead, taking a symbolic sleep.

And in the middle of the night, in that strange feeling——

In this huge empty mansion, Yago opened his eyes in the feeling of a living thing.

In front of him, that Knight of Xun appeared in front of him.

Yo? Our 'Silver Knight' slept soundly.

In an obviously wrong tone, the knight in green armor was standing not far from him.

I don't know when it appeared, even Yago didn't notice his arrival——

Even if it was the fate master's card, he didn't give him an early warning.

This situation is not easy for Yago, but he has no choice.

Indifferently, without saying a word, the silver blood that made up the body rolled, changing from a crow's posture to a human's.

At the same time, he said:

So, what's the matter? Sir Xun Knight.

Of course it is to clean up the bugs for our majesty.

Yago felt a strong sense of turmoil in the obviously disgruntled tone of the green armored knight in front of him.

It's like a rising tide.

And in Yago's field of vision, there is also a spiritual mist.

The ability of tide sacrifice?

While Yago made his judgment, the knight in the green armor stepped in first, and said at the same time:

Then, come on, don't let me have the opportunity to mourn you on this day next year. I always like to flatten other people's tombstones.

It's really a bad hobby, but with my current weight, I don't need a tombstone.

After being able to face death calmly, the word restraint quickly disappeared from Yago's dictionary.

In the way of dialogue that Yago missed quite a lot, he also stepped into the spiritual wave.

As if in a dark and surging sea, Yago only felt a powerful force sweeping away, gradually going away.

I don't know where it is, it just looks like a deserted and abandoned dock area, in front of a dirty and dilapidated warehouse.

Yago was caught out.

In the raging waves, he was grabbed out.

When the field of vision returned, groups of skeleton birds with feathers appeared in the field of vision Yago saw.

Sue the bird?

Yago looked at the knight in the green armor beside him with surprise and questioning eyes.

No matter what you want to ask, I will not answer you.

At some point in Knight Xun's hand, a knight's gun with spiral grooves, which reminded him of a screw and a conch, appeared in his hand.

Even if you are better and less annoying than those rotten birds, you still annoy me.

Yago swallowed his question.

The next moment, accompanied by the long humming and trembling like a whale song, in Yago's field of vision, an endless mist surged and formed, rolled up like a wave, and pressed towards the large swathes of dead birds in the sky.

But at this time, the chatty knight Xun suddenly said:

Do you know the legend of the wizard?

you still need to ask? I do not know.

Regarding the matter of wizards, Yago wanted to read all the materials related to wizards, but he didn't understand clearly enough.

In the legend passed down from unknown ages, the wizard tore the gods off the throne and slaughtered the believers of those gods.

Yago didn't answer, but just listened. He is no stranger to this kind of story. There are too many stories similar to the template. What he needs to know is more specific.

You know, how they did it?

This sentence made Yago couldn't help but follow:

How?

boom! ! !

At the moment when he uttered his questioning words, there was a strong roaring sound. Above the sky, the dark and dead sky formed by layers of dead birds was called out by the Xun knight. The spirit wave hit.

In the bombardment with a huge range, what Yago heard was a strange syllable.

The turmoil and the silence blend and consume each other until one is completely annihilated.

This voice is not pleasant at all.

And the next moment, looking at the tide-like spiritual mist representing movement in the sky, looking at the group of dead birds torn apart by the spiritual tide, Yago finally couldn't hold back his curiosity, and asked again :

What the hell is this doing?

The green knight who was in the previous position did not look back, and replied very calmly:

It's just killing a group of wishful thinking people who are trying to summon their master to come at their own expense

It's really ignorant. How can such a sacrifice summon a god?

Sacrifice? Summon? To whom? Yago continued to ask.

As far as he knew, the Death Bird was a family member of the God of Death, so if he wanted to summon him, he could only summon the old God of Death, right?

But, is it really possible to summon success?

Yago couldn't help holding doubts.

And at this moment, the voice of Xun Knight sounded again: Okay, I'll leave it to you. After all, those bugs are coming for you.

Yago heard a buzzing sound in a sentence with unknown meaning but felt a little wrong.

In the sky, a huge crack opened.

Then, groups of monsters with abnormal shapes flew out from the huge crack.

It was a group of monsters that roughly looked like birds.

There are several pairs of huge wings on the clearly segmented body.

The shape of those wings is also obvious and irregular. Compared with bird wings, it is better to say that they are layered insect wings.

On the whole, these monsters look more like bugs than birds.

It's not a disparaging name, but a description of substance.

Yago suddenly remembered the words of the knight Xun next to him.

It's not that it's called a bug, but it's the shape of a bug itself.

In Yago's field of vision, these strange insects, which resembled the silhouette of a death bird, all rushed towards him.

That's right, it was indeed coming towards him.

Of course, you can't count on taking a step back. No matter how you look at it, there are Xin Knights who watched him die and watched him struggle. Yago immediately used the power of the dead spirit path——

The silver blood reconstituted into a human figure, at this moment, revealed a star-like trajectory along with the deformation of his body.

Immediately, the deadly, dark and fluctuating silver blood formed a star curtain, and was hit by the group of strange insects that first hit his body.

Without hesitation, Yago gathered the power of the undead pathway and the power of the probability pathway——

The sickle-shaped mist flicked, and a raging storm of probability burst out, carrying destructive power.

And the next second, he saw that the bodies of the group of strange insects in front of him trembled in unison.

Immediately, a strong sense of dead silence emerged.

Then

Probability storm.

Hundreds of probability storms emerged and condensed in front of this group of strange insects.