Lord of the Silver Crow

Without hesitation, before stepping into the village, Yago used the ability of the enchanter, and the vitality in his body disappeared, turning from life to death.

The dead spirits who were moving when he approached were already quiet at this time.

Riding the skeletal monster, Yago, who took a guest role as a beast cavalry, erased the idea of ​​taking off his head and further acting as a headless horseman, and entered the village with the thick forelimbs of the skeletal monster.

What reflected in his vision was not the arrangement of mist-shrouded buildings like the phantom world, nor the hazy scenes like the mist of memory.

The buildings in this village are quite primitive, and the shape is not distinctive, just like the noble manor he saw in some medieval games.

To study religious culture, one has to dabble in history. Although he can't compare to those scholars who study history in some details that have nothing to do with religion and folklore, at least he will not treat the "manor" as a large courtyard for the nobles like ordinary people.

The so-called aristocratic manor is not a form of construction, but a feudal, political and economic related product.

To put it simply, it is like a landlord of the heavenly dynasty, but it is too much compared to the landlord.

The owner of this feudal manor not only owns the land, but the farmers in the manor are all slave-like labor, so-called serfs.

To put it simply, a feudal manor is like a large family familiar to the people of the celestial dynasty, and the farmers are all descendants of this large family.

It's just that the big families of the Celestial dynasty didn't have a manor as big as a few villages.

I couldn't see it when I looked at it from a distance. Entering this village, Yago glanced at the architectural layout of the village, only to realize that this village was not a hunter-made village, at least it was a manor formed by a knight lord.

Yago's gaze fell on the building in the middle of the village.

It is also the most conspicuous building in this village, a very old-style building with a tall and thin spire, which has a gloomy and solemn feel of Gothic architecture.

church?

No, it's not a church.

Yago's gaze turned and fell to the east of the building. A building similar in style, but closer to the Romanesque building in the early Middle Ages, was the church.

Yago, who wandered toward the manor as a necromancer, swept his eyes around, and most of the necromancers were attracted out, but there were still many scattered in the village...

Yago's eyes stopped in front of a windmill, and he said that there was no lower limbs, crawling on the ground, and then he turned to the other side and landed in a pen of cattle, sheep and livestock, a cow with only bones. The sheep mechanically opens and closes its teeth left and right, chewing air as if chewing grass.

The dilapidated mill, in the creaking sound that would collapse at any time, under the action of the wind, pushed the stone mill inside to rotate silently.

But Yago clearly heard the sound from the mill, and there was no low noise of foreign objects being crushed, only the rubbing sound of wind-driven stone mills.

The kingdom of the dead... is really a wonderful world.

Compared to the phantom world, if there is really any underworld hell, it is more like the underworld here.

In the Phantom Realm, various spirit bodies are mixed and mixed with various things, which are not in line with the various underworlds in his memory. They are like a garbage dump, throwing all kinds of useless and broken things into them, leaving them alone. Lingwu spliced ​​together randomly, no matter what they spliced ​​together, it was not surprising.

As we progressed, more scenery was brought into Yago’s vision. Inside the village, many residential houses had their doors open, and empty and crude tableware was placed on the table or on the ground. The corpses were sitting or sitting on the floor. Standing at the table, it seems to be still eating.

It looks like I died unknowingly while eating, but I didn't realize my death...

Yago's gaze flicked over the dilapidated and fallen bone scum, revealing the ghostly flame-like spirit contained in the skull.

Unknowingly died...

Pollution?

Such words suddenly appeared in Yago's mind, making him unable to help but cast his gaze on the other dead spirits in his field of vision.

Can pollution cause such a situation?

Yago frowned a little bit, riding the skeletal alien beast, examining the village environment as the alien beast was pacing slowly, carefully recalling whether he saw similar situations in the memory of the lantern-bearing hermit.

The story scene in this bubble zone shows the "spiritual energy" of high-sequence life, and the erosion of the environment by "pollution"? No way?

The corner of Yago's mouth twitched.

If this is really the case...

So, in this era, this environment that I don't know whether it is an overhead story or a history, is it a real memory, is it a memory of the "Reaper"?

Taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly, Yago's life disappeared, his body turned to death, his lungs did not get even the slightest comfort from the breathing motion.

His actions are just to calm himself down.

Continue to manipulate the corpse of the alien beast and let it carry itself to the depths of the manor.

At this moment, he heard a slight noise.

Yago turned his eyes, his gaze turned to the side.

That is, a few seconds later, a team dressed in ragged leather armor and armed with long swords walked out from the side, but did not seem to notice Yago, and continued to wander the manor with mechanical movements, or...

patrol?

Shaking his head, Yago didn't take a closer look at the useless scenery around him, and rode the corpse of the alien animal towards the center of the manor.

At a glance with other buildings, the door of this building is also open.

After pondering for a moment, Yago got down from the corpse of the alien beast, using the corpse of the alien beast as his pioneer, and followed him in.

The layout of this knight manor does not match the layout of the residences of the "upper" people in Yago's memory. The hall where you can see it is a ballroom.

He saw pairs of bones dancing silently in this quiet entrance hall.

With the weird and terrifying sight, Yago's mind could not help but fluctuate a little.

Although he knew that these skeletal dead spirits were vacantly maintaining their pre-death actions.

Yago's gaze swept across the dining table next to the ballroom. The plates with the broken bones of various domestic animals waited together with the other empty plates that would never come. The guests finished the process of taking food after the dance.

The glass that used to contain the liquor, the messy tableware...

Looking at the pair of necromancer bones dancing in broken gowns, Yago couldn't help but think of his "Necromancer Ball".

This combination of corpses controlled by him, which imitated the "dress ball" form, was far worse than the real necromancer ball.

Looking at the dancing dead bones quietly, Yago couldn't help sighing in his heart.