Lord of the Silver Crow

Although Yago didn't know that the crying young man went to find his parents when he got home, but he knew very well that he couldn't stay here for too long.

Without staying, Yago controlled the black robe silk thread, rolled up the goblet with light black blood and the goblet with "mystery", and turned around.

In the eyes of others, this is an empty corridor, but in Yago's eyes, the entire corridor is an illusory, misty phantom.

And a decayed, decayed bell tower on the verge of collapse is embedded in this mansion.

And in the middle of this corridor, the place Yago walked out was where the door of the decaying bell tower was located.

Bell tower, more than one.

In the bell tower of the ruined temple, every door in that round room corresponds to a bell tower.

The clock tower of the Crowsong World corresponds to one of the doors, and this place also corresponds to one of the doors.

As if to imprint it in his mind, he took a deep look at the rotten door that was almost the same as the bell tower door of the Crowsong World, then opened the door and walked in without stopping.

However, just as he walked through the gate, the goblet containing the "mysterious" phantom and the Gaojiao cup containing blood collapsed in an instant.

Yago had already prepared, the pitch-black silk thread was deformed and twisted into a goblet-shaped container, catching the mysterious phantom and blood.

The world in the book...No, you can't bring out the things that are in vain.

When Yago stepped inside the door completely, he saw it.

The world outside the door, corridors, walls, everything, that misty phantom, began to quickly collapse and shatter.

Moving quickly, Yago closed the decaying door of the clock tower.

.......

At the same time, in the world of "Falling Angel Hampaya".

Among the flower windows of the dilapidated church, among the broken glass fragments on the ground, a pale palm full of wrinkles protruded from the mirror. Then, an old man with an old face crawled out of the mirror.

Cautious and cautious, the old man patrolled his surroundings. Then, he quickly took out an inverted crying mask and put it on his face.

The moment he put on the mask, everything around him changed into a floating misty phantom in his field of vision.

The gaze condensed, and the spirit vision was turned on, and the misty phantom outlined a clear outline.

Without the slightest pause, the old man sprang out of the dilapidated church at a speed that was completely inconsistent with his body.

However, when he appeared at the door of the church, a figure appeared in his field of vision.

The passers-by who were originally just passing by, or the vagrant lying half-dead in the corner, all stood up and rushed towards the old man with almost identical eyes.

Obviously, their goal is this old man.

As for this situation, the old man seems to be quite familiar with it.

And, he turned his head quickly and glanced at the front left.

A few hundred meters away, in his field of vision, there was a decayed, nearly collapsed bell tower.

The corners of his wrinkled mouth turned up, and the old man took out a broken lens and pointed it in the direction of the clock tower——

Huhuhu——

The crowd around has already rushed in, and a weapon slammed at him.

However, when weapons such as walking sticks, shovel, and food basket planks fell, the old man's body had disappeared from the place.

In the next instant, in a room not far from the clock tower, in the mirror of the dressing table, an old man wearing a normal smiling face mask got out of the mirror.

When his body left the mirror, the smiling face mask had been turned upside down, revealing an inverted crying face.

Without stopping, when a disheveled girl pushed open the door with a thud, the old man smashed the window frame with agility, and turned out of the room amidst the splash of glass shards.

And at this moment, his body suddenly stiffened, as if something had bound his hands and feet.

The muddy eyes under the mask glanced down with the movement of the head.

A black-clad knight whose body was wrapped in a hazy mist was looking at him coldly, looking exactly the same as those of the crowd chasing him.

However, for this, the old cheek under the old man's mask just smiled.

In the next instant, his figure disappeared.

On the contrary, the old man's figure flashed quickly on top of the countless pieces of glass that had been shattered and shot into the air.

"thank you very much."

Close to the clock tower, on a piece of glass that flew in front of the clock tower, the smiling face turned upside down into a crying face, and the old man got out of the mirror.

Decisively and quickly, the old man pulled open the door of the clock tower, rushed in, and then closed the door.

The moment the door closed, the crowds rushing towards the clock tower stopped moving as if they had suddenly lost their goal.

Afterwards, as if nothing had happened, everyone in the crowd continued their actions in a pattern that suits their own identity.

And the black armor knight, too, as if he hadn't seen anything before, continued to patrol the surroundings.

.......

Along the long passage, Yago moved towards the position of the round room.

He was thinking about what he had just encountered.

That should be what the youth of the Cromwell family said.

The mystery in his own hands is the superior sequence of the tomb-keeper, the mystery of the "silencer".

Yago almost didn't know anything about this "mysterious" thing that made him feel repulsive and wonderfully attractive.

Because of the confidentiality of the information, he has never heard of the name of the rank 8 potion, the upper rank of the tomb guard.

Also, this blood...

He looked at the light black blood that swayed slightly with his movement in the container where the black lines condensed.

"'My blood can't reduce the confusion and babble caused by the mystery of the'silencer'..."

The young man with black hair and black eyes said that he couldn't reduce it much, not that it was useless.

And in the previous sentence:

"'The materials used to reduce chattering are the air-dried eyeballs and beaks of the Gakru Grey bird, the air-dried pituitary gland of the sleepless bird, plus the ashes of the ghost grass, and use the water of the tide for reconciliation....."

Can the medicine blended with blood and these materials have the effect of reducing confusion and babbling?

In other words, the effects of these material combinations and blood are the same in a sense?

However, as he walked, he opened the door, and when he entered the round room, he suddenly saw a figure.

A man wearing a crying face mask.

Judging from the wrinkled palms and neck, he is a 70-80-year-old man.....

Hold on, crying face mask! ?

The pile of statues in the ruined temple emerged in Yago's mind.

Among them is a statue wearing a crying face mask.

At this time, the other party also noticed him, and then took out a mirror?