Lord of the Silver Crow

The huge tentacles formed by the rain curtain and spiritual fog in the sky, as if shattered by some force, shattered.

Entrancer.... No, the power of the silent?

The movement of the corpse-like dragon raising its head and the breaking of the rain screen's tentacles, the former made Yago naturally think of the line of sight, thinking of the power used by the silent man and the enchanter through his eyes.

The latter also confirmed to Yago what level of power this corpse-like dragon possessed——

This is undoubtedly a powerful force that can kill him in one blow.

The power that can crush him easily.

Intuition, intuition tells Yago such a result.

However, things didn't stop there. As the tentacles shattered, the raw materials that aggregated into the tentacles, the spirit mist and the water, began to collapse.

And his body, the monster he formed by carrying the predetermined light with the blood of silver, that is like a snake like a bird, but also a weird body with a little worm-like body. At this moment, he felt the appearance of the rain curtain tentacles collapsed. The impact of the wave formed by the collapse of large tracts of spiritual fog.

Around him, the power that freezes everything, the power he called the "determined light", was also unscathed under this impact.

No damage at all.

However, the price is...

Formed by absorbing almost all of his power, the silver light giant snake that accommodates his consciousness has been blurred to almost nothing.

The mere aftermath made Yago's resistance exhausted with all his might.

This is even more exaggerated than the situation in the "eternal nightmare".

However, it is worse.....

In the sky, after the tentacles formed by the rain curtain disappeared--

Buzzing...

Woo woo...

Accompanied by a sense of vibration, various, long or short chirps sounded.

And the rotting dragon seemed to drop a fleshy head at any time, and also looked at the source of the sound.

From the mist, from above the Lingwu, in the direction of the "sea surface", huge figures emerged one after another.

What kind of monster is that group?

Monsters and things that are not monsters fall from the direction of the sky like garbage being dumped.

A woman, covered with all kinds of skin folds, with bright red and sticky blood on her body, screamed as if she was irrational, standing up in the crawling motion of using her hands and feet together and her body twisted.

then--

From her wound, among the countless skin folds and crevices that looked like cheeks, it seemed that there was the flesh and blood of her own life. At this moment, she opened her wound and rushed out with fragments of skeletal fascia——

Tentacles one after another.

After a few syllables of unknown meaning, the last gleam of light in the eyes was lost, and the woman's body completely burst open. One after another, hundreds of flesh and blood tentacles exploded in a state that completely did not conform to the conservation of quality.

Twisted tentacles continued to coil around the body, and in a crisp sound, a strange sea beast gradually formed in the sound of the twisted flesh and blood tentacles squeezing the skull.

It has a fish-like outline, but it is formed by the twisting of countless tentacles, with blood, and even a gesture with an eyeball. Even if Yago has seen many old gestures, he can't help but feel a little disgusted.

However, this is not alone.

Those humans or all kinds of strange creatures that seem to have been rushed by the spiritual tide are all at this moment, all in a distortion similar to the woman just now, the body burst, countless flesh and blood tentacles drilled out of the body, and from the outside. Reversely wrap the body to form an abnormal body similar to various marine creatures.

The moment these monsters formed, they rushed in the direction of the rotting giant dragon.

The tentacle monsters, who are wandering in the mist of the spirit at an extremely fast speed, seem to be real marine creatures, and they continue to make uncomfortable noises.

It's just one, it's okay.

But when this number is close to a hundred or even exceeds, Yago is also difficult to fight.

Especially when he is about to run out of strength now.

No, you can't sit and wait.

"I hate gambling."

What happened once in the eternal nightmare, and now it reappears, for Yago, it can only be laughed at.

While struggling to maintain the established light, Yago once again began to construct the paradox mystery.

Relying on the little remaining pollution power, the silver silk thread and the stagnant light that gave people a sense of stagnation, under the will of Yago, they began to interweave.

I have never tried before, and the power drawn from the card of the horoscope-the power of the established light is used to weave and construct the paradox locks.

......

At the same time, when Yago tried to construct a paradox at the last minute, the rotting dragon opened its mouth fiercely--

With a hoarse, unpleasant roar, the palpitating ripples and rippling black spread.

The black wave surged and collided with the roar of the group of deformed monsters, tearing apart a large tentacled monster.

Destroyed.

The power of the skeletal dragon easily crushed the enemy.

But not all.

There is also a part, such as the tentacle monster that the woman that Yago began to focus on at the beginning has not been destroyed.

In other words, she, who had only been crushed by half of her body, quickly recovered from the edge and launched an offensive again.

The rotten flesh and blood in the skeletal dragon's eye sockets swept towards her.

The moment its gaze fell on the body, the woman's movements completely stopped.

The moment the line of sight fell, death came.

The decayed dragon that drew death overwhelmed a large swath of tentacle monsters just by sight.

However, after sweeping away a large swath of tentacle monsters, the rotting dragon suddenly stopped moving.

A shadow was vaguely reflected in the eye sockets, which contained the rotten eyeballs.

One...

It seemed to obscure the huge shadow of the entire phantom world.

what is that?

Lingwu?

Spirit wave?

The endless mist of spiritual tide that enveloped the phantom world seemed to move at this moment.

No, not as if.

That shadow...

Is it a monster?

No, it is not.

The shadow that obscured the sky, it seemed that there was no physical body, and the outline formed by the fog was a tentacle.

One has a sense of transparency like a body of water, but also has a sense of division——

This huge tentacle itself seems to be composed of countless tentacles.

The translucent tentacles of the specific shape cannot be seen clearly.

This shadow shrouded everything, even if Yago, who could not be distracted at will, couldn't ignore it even if he was in the paradox and mystery.

Suppressed.

The shadow that obscured the sky fell.

The rotting dragon also raised its head abruptly, and in the rotting eye sockets, deadly power emerged.

However, it seems to no avail.

Perhaps hundreds of thousands of tentacles were wiped out by this force, but for this thing that seemed to be gathered by the spiritual mist of the entire phantom world, it was almost harmless.

At this moment, another roar sounded.