Lord of the Silver Crow

Yagoding looked at it, and what fell behind him was Shugein and...the clockwork bird.

In a fighting posture, constantly flapping his wings, Shuge pulled a few thin brass gears from the clockwork bird's head with a forceful pull from the gray bird's claws.

The clockwork bird also resisted like a living creature. However, the movement was a bit stiff, and after some of the gears and components on the body were torn off, the body's movement had been deformed, and it made some in the Yago It seems to be an empty swing.

And Shugeyin did not let go of this clockwork bird with repeated empty skills, flapping its gray wings, using the feet and beaks together, removing one part after another from the body of the clockwork bird.

Yago wanted to help, but because the "two" birds were fighting too fiercely, they couldn't help.

Fortunately, Shugein is a comprehensive advantage.

When Yago had the opportunity to step on the wings of the clockwork bird that had been removed several iron pieces, Shugein also took advantage of the situation, flapped his wings and flew, two bird claws more than half of the clockwork bird The head was pulled off.

In the air, Shugein's dark gray crow eyes stared at the captured "bird head", the tip of his claw pierced through the gap in the metal, and then—

Click--

Yago stepped back, the remaining half of the bird's head fell from the sky, and Shugein's claws returned from the sky, holding a piece of white stuff.

Yago took the thing from Shugein's beak and glanced at it.

This unique shape and color--

Refers to the phalanx.

I just don’t know if it’s left-handed or right-handed, but what about Shugein...

As if thinking of something, Yago visualizes the combination of spiritual fog and eyes, synchronizing inspiration and vision——

In the next instant, he found a faint, hazy mist on his finger bones.

Lingwu?

Mystery or extraordinary?

It didn't matter whether it was a mysterious object or an extraordinary, Yago directly threw the mask and the white finger bones in his hand.

The world in the book can't bring back anything except potions.

However, just as he threw away the things in his hand and was about to leave, Shugein sprang out of his coat pocket again, flew to the side of the mask he had thrown away, and drew the blood-stained beak mask again. When he came back, he rode straight towards his face, trying to paste the mask on his face again.

Yago hurriedly reached out and blocked the beak mask.

"You want me to wear this thing?"

Yago asked it, and while alerting his surroundings through a wide third-person perspective, he walked along the edge of the ground illuminated by the street lights and along the edge of the visible field of vision.

Xiu Geyin just stared at the mask in his hand, without nodding or shaking his head, without any humanized reaction, only the pair of crow eyes turned dark gray because of the combination of the spiritual mist.

Yago visualized again, synchronizing his inspiration with his vision, and letting the spiritual fog gather in his eyes.

Scanning the mask, Yago didn't notice any abnormalities, not even Lingwu.

However, the feeling of "this mask is dead" is still there.

This thing is probably a mystery?

Although he hadn't seen any mysterious things, this obviously abnormal feeling was related to this mask.

I don't know if it was because of the connection with him that he gained the ability of the tombkeeper, and I should be able to feel this weird feeling.

It is probably because of this feeling that he is unwilling to let him throw it away?

Unable to communicate with Shugein, Yago couldn't tell it that it couldn't bring back the things here.

With a sigh in his heart, Yago looked at the blood-stained bird beak mask in his hand, holding it for now, looking for a piece of cloth, and scrubbing it with some water before holding it.

He couldn't stand blood on one hand or blood on his face, and he couldn't handle it easily.

......

At the same time, near the camp of the traveling troupe.

The mist in the eyes of the freckled-faced girl faded, returning to an ordinary girl's posture that was indistinguishable from the previous one.

She stretched out her hand and held the glass bottle in front of her.

The liquid in the bottle was clear and quiet, and did not give her any peculiar feeling.

Sighing, Elsa put the bottle back on the table.

There is no way to tell whether a potion is the only real potion.

As long as it is a potion of the tide path, she will get the same feedback on its ability to use it.

Difficulties.

It can be said that for her, the world in the book is more of a place where she can exercise and master her own abilities.

Turning around, she quietly left the room, leaving only a **** mouth, which seemed to be the man whose tongue had been cut out making a frantic, vague cry.

Every time he shouted, his body changed a little, and the original soft flesh and blood was constantly deforming.

.......

Almost half an hour later, several men in copper trench coats pressed their hats, and walked into the room quickly amidst the screams of a few bold and curious men.

However, the companions who were supposed to live here have disappeared.

Standing there, he was gnawing at everything around him with his weird and huge mouth, and he snapped off the gas pipe with his irregular, jagged teeth.

On his innumerable irregular arms, conservatively estimated to be more than ten, there are several arms pierced with a screaming man.

There is no doubt that they are the previous victims.

"Uh ah ah!!!"

I don't know whether it was using the eyes that grew up or other sensing organs. When these Beyonders who had completely gathered the spiritual mist entered, they were discovered by the monster.

The monster roared, and violently swiped the new limbs that had grown out of the surrounding objects, and smashed them at several people.

"He's out of control! He's out of control completely!"

The leader looked at the monster that launched the attack in disbelief and raised his right hand. The flesh-and-white right hand suddenly opened a neat crack, and a large number of parts poured out from it, forming a chain saw-like weapon.

He waved the weapon formed by his right arm, and directly saw off the six or seven arms that the monster swung from, and shouted at the same time:

"Why is it so thorough out of control!?"

It is not uncommon for Beyonders to lose control of their power, but most of them just become irrational, more or less able to control the power in the body, because of the remaining rationality, the power brought by the potion will also be controlled by the subconscious.

Turning into a monster, it means that he has completely lost his reason, and even his subconscious has no control over his own power, completely out of control.

"What ceremony is he holding!?"

Shouted the leader.

This situation most often occurs when rituals are carried out indiscriminately to pray for guidance, but they accidentally point to an indescribable evil creature lost in the starry sky, affected by the opponent's madness, or deliberately induced and played by the other party.