Lord of the Silver Crow

Hazy and illusory.

In the dream, a strong sense of **** enveloped Yago's heartstrings, making it difficult for him to fall asleep, and suddenly awakened.

Since he was promoted to Scarecrow, his emotions and desires have gradually become puppets or scarecrows, he can dream less and less when he sleeps, and he has not even dreamed a few times.

Dreams are the satisfaction of subconscious desires.

Dreaming is a messy reorganization of thinking while awake.

Dreams are psychological conflicts and emotional manifestations.

What a dream is, Yago has heard many sayings. There are psychology that determines dreams, and the physiology determines dreams, which are caused by a combination of multiple factors.

However, he has only a little knowledge of dream-related physiology and psychology, not an expert.

Even an expert in psychology is only an expert in one aspect of psychology, not an all-rounder.

Yago certainly doesn't think that his own ideas represent everything.

but......

This dream is so clear.

Because that was the scene that suddenly emerged at the moment when he completed the mysterious fit.

It is his memory.

The scene is clearer than the previous two times.

In the endless darkness, a card the size of a playing card appeared in his field of vision.

Last time, when I completed the strange thief fit, on top of the pattern, a distorted human form emerged.

Except for the human form and the distorted, non-blood-like mouth on the human form, there are basically no other features that can be seen.

Now, he knew that the pattern represented a scarecrow.

At first the "gambler", then the "weird thief", and then the scarecrow.

And this time...

On the playing card screen, there is a vague place where ruins of buildings can be vaguely seen.

And above the ruins, there are pitch-black butterflies.

If you look closely, you can see that the butterfly's wings are essentially composed of thin lines that are rolled back one after another.

And, on the thin line, there are strange bumps and leaks.

It's like...a chain.

Moreover, the butterfly's wing pattern vaguely formed a picture similar to the facial features of a certain creature.

Maybe it's a human being, or maybe it's just Yago's associative vision.

The slender limbs of the black butterfly crawled on the ruins.

Although the butterfly did not move on the poker-like cards, he felt a strong sense of movement and an indeterminate scent.

Sitting up, Yago held his head.

The second time.

Since the mysterious fit, he dreamed of this scene for the second time.

He shook his head and threw away the repeated thoughts in his head.

It is not only the relationship of the scarecrow, but after being promoted to the bone picker and making himself more and more like a dead person, the sleep time he needs becomes very short.

Sleeping for two hours a day is a long "torture" for him.

Now that he was sober, Yago stood up, ready to go to the ruined temple.

A few days after the mysterious fit

Knowing the principle of mysterious overloading, and holding the mysterious situation, the importance of the formula decreases.

The formula is more to verify the integrity of the overloaded mystery.

Is there any excess material? Is there a small part.

January, not right, 13th 16th.

The knowledge of a year and 12 months is too deep, and he always forgets the fact that the world has 14 months.

It took a few days to peel off the storm hunter's mystery and reload. Yesterday, he also completed the mysterious reload.

After rested and returned to heyday, all he had to do was to take the potion.

He stretched out his right hand and grabbed the silver key to his chest.

.......

Hollow black robe appeared above the ruined temple.

After Yago took off the gatekeeper's mask, Shugein flew to his side.

"The final adjustment and selection of the potion materials, I have done it for you."

Shugein's words made Yago nodded:

"Thank you very much, Sir."

It was originally a disguised name, but after shouting fluently, Yago did not change it, and he would also call it this way when there were only him and Shugein.

When he came to the place where the materials were placed, two piles of materials appeared in Yago's field of vision.

On one side is a scarlet stone statue that vaguely presents a human-like posture.

Can carry most mysterious objects-stones.

After being filled with spiritual mist and activated, it will become a gargoyle.

These are scraps that the storm hunter does not need.

Yago turned his head and looked to the other side.

Can put together the mysterious potion materials of the Storm Hunter.

......

No steps were followed, and no process was followed. Yago simply put the various materials together and mashed them.

After that, with Lingshi on, he separated out of his own probability grass man.

While observing himself from two perspectives at the same time, he "takes" a simple smashed potion in a way that is unacceptable for ordinary people.

He tore his straw-like body, put the potion into his stomach, and closed the torn gap.

He didn't panic when performing this action.

With a strange indifferent attitude, watching the action like a doll.

From the perspective of his own upward movement, from the perspective of the probability grass man, he observes himself, observes the changes in the potion, and observes the changes in the line of probability——

He saw it almost when he put the mixed potion into his stomach.

One line after another of probability stretched out from the potion, from the mysterious shadow of the twisted thread, and connected to his body.

There was a strong hum.

It was like the sound of a storm, and it was like the sound of countless silk threads trembling.

but!

At this moment, he saw it.

An insignificant, gray-white line of probability emerged like spider silk, connected to the mysterious phantom, pulling the mystery.

The phantom above, which looked like a text symbol, suddenly changed its position.

However, from the perspective of the Scarecrow, he could not see the emergence of any probability lines at all.

In other words, the line of probability appeared out of thin air in his body.

Or......

It originally appeared from his body.

In the next moment, the lines of probability that extend from the mysterious phantom are constantly twisting and deforming——

It has become a small black chain like a chain.

and!

In his body, the silver blood that dried up with his body suddenly poured out and covered the chains.

The black chain instantly turned dark silver.

But, I just saw it here.

The small sounds like metal collisions and countless insects screamed in Yago's mind, making it difficult to maintain his consciousness.

Painfully, Yago grabbed his head.

In the intense pain, Yago unconsciously tore the line of probability in his head.

From the outside world, his head was torn in half by his unconsciously torn action.

At the same time, his arms and his body showed inhuman characteristics.