Lord of the Silver Crow

In front of the public cemetery.

Glancing at the surging spiritual fog in the public cemetery in the distance, Yago turned his eyes back.

Yago carefully examined the mist that he used to gather with the Death Lamp.

These spirit mists were all condensed after being destroyed by his use of the headless knight's ability.

In other words, the information hidden in the fog of memory has basically been destroyed.

Immediately, Yago made a try.

Using his power, Yago gathered all the spiritual fog he had gathered together and pressed them into a ball.

No effect.

Lingwu can be mixed together.

The first step was successful, Yago moved on to the second step.

Confirm how much memory fog remains in the Lingwu.

Dead Soul Light——

The palm of his hand plunged into the spiritual fog, Yago's thoughts sank, endless fog emerged, and Yago's vision turned into a hazy world of black, white and gray.

With a movement of mind, the secret light of death converged and formed, and the dark silk threads were wound to form the appearance of a lantern, and in the lantern, a faint light was ups and downs.

Compared with the gloom when using the ability at low sequence, at this moment, the fog of memory dispelled by the gloom in the lantern is much larger in scope.

The Extraordinary in the middle sequence has the means to create and use "secret light".

Or to be precise...

Have the means to create "secret light" with "pollution" and "spiritual energy".

Yago's gaze swept across the lantern in his hand.

The secret light of death, that pitch-black silk thread, is surprisingly formed by "pollution", with the power called "spiritual energy" that arises from the mysterious shadow.

Purification? No, it's not purification, it should be regarded as "synthesis"?

By combining those pollutions with something in his body to synthesize this special power, this power belongs exclusively to the path of the necromancer.

This kind of "secret light" itself can cooperate with the ability and exert a stronger force.

However, now, there are not many secret lights of death he can synthesize through pollution.

The most important thing is that neither the secret light of death nor the probability line of the chain shape he created is stable enough and cannot be maintained for a long time. After being manufactured, it will collapse if it is not used for a certain period of time.

He was thinking about how to maintain it for a long time.

However, this is not the time to think about this.

The black lantern intertwined with the secret light of death, with Yago's movements, emits a gloomy light in this endless sea of ​​fog, dispelling the fog.

In the fog of memory, a picture after another emerged.

Yago squinted his eyes and looked at all this.

Although compared with the normal spiritual fog, the memory fog inside has been swept a lot, and the memory images are scattered in fragments, and there are few large chunks, but there is something, and Yago does not have it. The head knight's ability defeated the spirit body and then gathered it, but it could not be cleared.

Seeing countless large and small memory images scattered in the sea of ​​fog of memory, Yago couldn't help sighing. His goal can be said to have been achieved or not.

What has been achieved is that the memory picture in the fog of memory is much less. If these spirit fog are filled into the corpse, it should be able to pile more than the ordinary corpse, and the upper limit of enhancement is much higher.

However, using these spiritual fog to strengthen oneself is probably not enough.

He didn't want to let his spiritual fog conflict collapse.

It seems that I still have to return to the action to promote the mysterious fit.

Shaking his head, Yago pushed out of these spirit mist clusters, and then, holding the hand bone that killed the street gangster boss, he rolled out the spirit mist gathered by him.

A spirit body appeared in his vision.

Afterwards, he summoned the cognitive spirit body that had just been crushed and gathered by him, because of the emergence of the spiritual tide, and used the power of the tomb guard to force the fusion with the dead soul lamp.

After a slight tremor, the two spirit bodies were forcibly merged together.

After thinking for a while, Yago plunged into the Lingwu again.

Compared to the mist of the mist that was mixed with many spirit bodies, the mist of memory in this film is not that vast, but...

As the fog of memory was dissipated by the dark light, a large picture of memory emerged in Yago's field of vision.

The picture in the fog of memory shows the scene of the real spirit body and the cognitive spirit body.

Combines.

The memory of the real spirit body and the memory of the cognitive spirit body have been fused together.

"Other people's cognitive impressions are confused with one's own memory... Is it true or false?"

Looking at the patterns in the memory atlas, Yago's eyes were deep.

How many real fragments of the existence of the "Lantern Hermit" and the memories in it?

Such doubts emerged in Yago's mind.

It is too difficult to explore the fog of memory, and to explore the fog of memory of the "Lantern Hermit", and there are hidden dangers that are difficult to confirm whether the memory is true or not.

"Unprovable hidden danger, it's really annoying."

After thinking about it for a moment, after seeing a few memory pictures, Yago once again withdrew from this sea of ​​fog, and started to separate out the small parts of the mist cluster formed by the mist of many spiritual bodies just now. Towed, filled in this corpse.

Just now, Yago hunted and killed more than eighty spirit bodies in the logging town. Even a small part of them is seven or eight people. When the huge spiritual fog is filled in, the spirit body itself is constantly trembling, faintly. The land is showing signs of collapse.

However, even though it was trembling and there were signs of collapse and instability, until the end, after Yago filled the spiritual fog of seven or eight people, the corpse still did not collapse.

After thinking about it, Yago once again pulled the dead soul lamp to compress and condense the enlarged and deformed corpse.

While condensing and condensing, Yago's gaze also fell on the body of the corpse.

The appearance of Lingkui has changed.

His figure has become taller, and his face has changed a little...

It was like incorporating the appearance characteristics of those spirit bodies that had been defeated and regrouped by him.

Thousands of people... ten people? Or...the public face?

A word came to Yago's mind.

The experiment should be considered a success.

Taking a look at the remaining spirit fog clusters and looking at the strengthened spirit skeleton, Yago turned his gaze to the front and turned to the cemetery.

Although the actions in the logging town just now promoted his cognitive fit, it is not enough. He also needs some recognizers. He should appear more times in the eyes of the residents of those small towns, or even longer. time.

The cognitive reserves that have been brewing for such a long time should be sufficient, but he needs a larger input port.

Speaking of, in the logging town, there was a man he had met before.

The member of the intelligence organization that was attacked by him and destroyed and erased his memory with the power of a headless horseman.