Lord of the Silver Crow

but now.

Yago's cognition has not changed in any way.

There was no change in his perception of the split ground.

In other words, the ground, these scorched black marks, have already been destroyed from the cognitive level.

Scorch marks are a result, not a phenomenon.

In an instant, Yago remembered one thing.

Wawi.

What emerged in that city was what he now called the Tyrant pathway, the power to sear the mind.

Is there a relationship between the two?

The moment this doubt popped up, Yago had probably already made up his mind.

Flame, Spirit.

It is hard for Yago to believe that there is no relationship between the appearance of the two common elements.

If two myths are about fire and mind, Yago will not connect them.

After all, there are only shared elements between the two.

The flame comes from the high heat of the sun igniting the vegetation, or from the lightning igniting the vegetation, no matter the difference, it is a description of the observed natural phenomenon.

The mind, the depiction of fear and awe that occurs in nearly every primitive religion, is even more uncommon.

But now, he can be sure that all the fantasy powers come from those sequence pathways.

And the number of these sequential pathways, that's all.

The difference between the two is that the former is based on what materials are found to piece together religious elements, because of the convergence and commonality caused by the universality of natural elements.

The answers themselves are many, even infinite.

The latter is to determine which source it is among the existing, clearly differentiated, and quantitatively determined results.

The number of answers is limited, even one.

The diode-style thinking mode of discarding background and details and ignoring differences by summarizing empirical thinking is itself unreasonable.

At least, in Yago's understanding, the only way to burn the soul and burn the cognition is the tyrant approach.

On the contrary.

Yago's eyes swept over the frost again.

Traces of frost.

No.

There is only one that can barely be connected——

The Path of the Sun

Absorb light and heat, absorb the soul.

However, the solar path. In his current understanding, it doesn't just engulf the soul and light and heat.

but everything.

Like a melting pot, it engulfs everything, including light, heat and soul.

However, if say

What about targeting mind and fire without affecting other things?

Swallow only the mind, the power of cognition, only light and heat.

He seemed to have fallen into a misunderstanding from the very beginning, thinking that Frost and Flame were the traces left by the existence of the same camp.

if the enemy

Yago raised his head abruptly, his gaze swept over all areas covered by frost and scorched marks in his field of vision.

What kind of intense confrontation can make this land look like this?

curiosity?

Yago felt an urge to know all this.

What happened in this era, or this dream.

Yago could curb this urge, but Yago didn't do it.

curiosity?

No, it's definitely not just curiosity.

This is a strange sense of mission.

An instinctive feeling.

As if he lived to understand all this.

Although it is no longer cognitive life, Yago is keenly aware that this feeling of curiosity is not normal.

However, Yago did not resist.

after all

Why?

Why does he have this sense of mission?

This may be an opportunity for him to understand why his Diago of the past exists here alone.

The Door of Ignorance!

Without hesitation, Yago used his ability.

And what he wants to establish a cognitive connection with is

earth.

He wants to establish a cognitive channel with this land.

After making this decision and activating his ability, he immediately used his ability as a time life to pass through the door of ignorance.

When Yago escaped from the dream-like trance, the first thing that caught his eyes was a very old street.

middle Ages?

For Yago himself, it is quite rare for him to use such a very vague and inaccurate word to judge.

The Middle Ages is a title with a long span.

Either in time or space.

The time span from the fifth century AD to the fifteenth century AD.

Geographical span from France, Rome to Kievan Rus.

Substitution to the Celestial Dynasty is from the sandbars of Nanliang to the sandbanks of the Ming Dynasty.

However, Yago really couldn't judge.

Because, in his field of vision, some people are wearing coarse linen and coarse wool clothing, some are wearing linen fabrics, some are fur fabrics, and some are fine linen.

In his line of sight, groups of people seemed to be migrating somewhere with their busy movements with a sense of panic.

migrate?

Yago can tell that among these people, although many of them are dressed in simple and simple clothes, they are absolutely impossible to be at the bottom of society.

Inside, there were not many old people and children.

Even those who can barely be called old men are as strong as the young men around them.

After all, not everyone can have such things as weapons.

Mercenaries? militia?

Yago silently watched the movement of this group of people dressed in different clothes but uniformly carrying weapons.

Then, he looked in the direction these people were heading.

It is a tall tower.

A towering tower.

However, at this time, he seemed to remember something, and turned his perspective to himself.

He established a cognitive channel with that desolate land, and at the same time used the power of time.

Who does that land correspond to?

Immediately, Yago saw a familiar face.

He has black hair and brown eyes, and wears tattered burlap clothes with traces of sewing on his body, with an indifferent expression.

Master Lu!

Yago never expected this to be the case.

He established a cognitive channel with the earth, but why did he communicate with Xiushi Lu?

When he was in a daze for a moment, Xiushi Lu turned around and walked slowly through the dirty aisle of the house where all kinds of sundries, garbage and filth were piled up.

Immediately, within his line of sight, Yago saw several people.

Four men and one woman.

The clothes on them were similar to those worn by Xiushi Lu, tattered linen with stitching marks, the only woman, like the man standing with her, had scars on her face and wrists from sharp weapons .

Then Yago heard a sentence:

How about it, have you made a plan?

Some peculiar languages, somewhat similar to Cartesian, but also somewhat different.

And through the cognitive channel, Yago can understand these words.

Five people, four men and one woman, nodded when they heard the words.

And the man suspected to be Lucius said again at this time:

The ones we want to murder are wizard apprentices, not reformed knights. Maybe we will all die.