Lord of the Silver Crow

After complaining about the formation mechanism of Spirit Tide and undead creatures, Yago had another problem.

At the beginning of each month, a spiritual wave will come.

The arrival of the spiritual wave will cause the spiritual fog to gather and form the wraith ghost.

why.

Why is it so?

It is certain that the spiritual tide is related to the moon.

But that's it.

He didn't even figure out what the essence of the Phantom World was, and he couldn't explore this question.

Only one thing is certain.

The scope of the spiritual wave is very large.

But how big is it? Could it be the entire material world?

For this question, Sandel did not have a definite answer, only that every place he knew would be affected by the spiritual tide.

Afterwards, in chatting one after another, Sander continued to tell him some mystical knowledge related to spiritual tides.

It's a pity that his occult skills show no signs of growth between the scenes, and it's still a poor 5%.

However, at this moment, Yago suddenly heard a sound from under the tombstone not far away.

Ho **** ho--

Almost at the moment when the sound rang, he saw Sander sitting in front of him lifting the lantern with his left hand, and leaning his right hand down, directly picking up the shovel beside him, and rushing out around him.

Because of Sandel's sudden movement, Yago's eyes moved unconsciously following his figure.

Just under the light of the lantern dangling because of Sander's running, in the sound of the wind that Sander slashed forcefully, a figure agitated-a man in a trench coat and a deerstalker hat on his head.

Corpse! ?

Yago stared at the figure that appeared beside the tombstone.

It seems that because he hasn't reacted yet, the man in the linen trench coat just stood in place, acting peacefully and calmly, as if he didn't mean to resist at all.

call--

Shandel's shovel didn't mean to stop at all, it cut off the opponent's body directly.

That's right, cut off.

In the sound of the air, the man's body broke in two blows.

The place that was cut off was like smoke being evaporated.

ghost! ?

Yago didn't expect that the clear man turned out to be a ghost.

It was not that he had never seen a ghost before, he had seen it the first time he came to the cemetery.

At that time, the ghost was a misty, hazy figure.

And now, this ghost is like a real person.

Without pausing, Sandel waved his shovel and slashed at the man's body again decisively and fiercely.

When Sandel's shovel was swung for the third time, from top to bottom, with the shovel surface buckled, the ghost man's body finally shattered.

Yago could see that the man's shattered body shattered into a gray mist and dissipated, and it was the same as the dense fog surrounding him.

After doing all this, he lightly placed the lantern in his hand on the tombstone, turned and walked back to Yago's position.

Yago also took a few steps:

"That's a ghost? But..."

"That's it when the spiritual tide comes."

Sandel looked around and said:

"Just as I taught you before, use the power of the grave guard to guide the spirit mist to attack."

"Only Lingwu can attack Lingwu."

Only magic can deal with magic, maybe you can say "the monsters and ghosts leave soon"?

In the gradually tense atmosphere, Yago entertained himself, and then he lifted the silver-handled cane in his right hand.

Uncle Sander taught him how to fight the grave guard.

When there is no spiritual tide, the tomb guard can actively release his spiritual fog to attack.

It's like the second Dawns who attacked Shugein that night.

But when the spiritual tide arrives, the spiritual fog cannot be released outside, so the ability of the tomb guard must be used.

The tomb guard can affect the spirit mist, and the way to fight in the spirit tide is to induce the spirit mist from the outside world, let the spirit mist "hit" the ghost, and knock the ghost apart.

If Master Lu was a "tomb-keeper", he would probably pretend to be an old man and an old lady in the park doing Tai Chi, right?

The thoughts that subconsciously emerged in his mind made Yago's mood sink a little.

Shaking his head, shaking his thoughts out of his mind, Yago gently waved his silver-handled cane, using the power of the grave guard.

Suddenly, a heavy feeling came.

It was as if he was not waving in the air, but the heaviness of stirring his stick under the water.

The surrounding mist surged with the wave of his cane.

It was totally incomparable to the feeling when Uncle Sander taught him to use this trick in the cemetery last week.

Surprised and worried, under such heavy pressure, Yago doubted whether he could attack with this trick now.

He tried to incompletely use the ability of the grave guard, but even if he reduced it to the minimum degree, it was quite difficult.

Under the strong pressure, it seemed that what he was holding was not a light cane, but a heavy iron rod with thick arms.

"Don't use all your strength." Sander frowned slightly, "Although there are many spiritual mists that can be induced with full strength, but it is also very laborious. The ghost may not actively attack, but the resentful spirit will definitely..."

As he said, his pair of black eyes suddenly moved to the left, and at the same time he warned loudly:

"Diago! Right!"

When he half-turned his body to look back to the right in response to Sander's voice, just a few steps away, in the shadow of the tombstone, amidst the surging fog, he condensed into a man with ragged ready-made clothes and messy hair.

Unlike the ghost who just stood in place, this figure suddenly rushed towards Yago and Sandel at the moment of solidification.

Yago bears the brunt!

At the critical moment, Yago forced himself to endure the movement of subconsciously releasing the spirit mist, clenching the cane with both hands and squeezing it out.

Along with the wave of the cane, the mist rolled like a wave, blasting on the opponent's right shoulder.

Boom! ! !

Accompanied by an abnormal sound different from the normal impact, the man in the ragged clothes shattered like glass, turned into a mist and disappeared.

However, at this moment, a piece of fog quickly formed on the tombstone on the other side, and it rushed towards the two of them.

Sander frowned, waved the shovel in his hand, rolled up the thicker spiritual fog than before, and slapped the face of the resentful spirit that was coming.

When the spatula, which was larger than the size of a human face, hit the Wraith Spirit’s face, it directly smashed its head.

When the fog was splashing, Sander's shovel was swept up again, and it was a vertical split against his neck.

In an instant, the mist that formed the wraith spirit's body directly dissipated.

However, wave after wave, as the two defeated the two wraiths one after another, another shadowy aura outlined the human form beside them.

Not a ghost, but a living corpse!

Looking at the figure emerging from the soil, Yago widened his eyes.

However, just when Yago was about to swing his heavy cane towards the target--

boom!

A gunshot sounded abruptly, startling Yago.

However, with the gunshot, a familiar figure rushed out from nowhere.