Lord of the Silver Crow

After all, in the end, he came to the conclusion that the perception of probabilistic pathways, the ability to perceive things through the lines of probability, is, in the final analysis, a way of using inspiration.

After all, in the end, he came to the conclusion that the perception of probabilistic pathways, the ability to perceive things through the lines of probability, is, in the final analysis, a way of using inspiration.

But now, my perception seems to be silent and silent, quietly obscured by some power——

If it weren't for his vision, he would "see" in an active rather than passive way of perception, and he would not even notice what was happening.

Perception disappeared? why?

And what is the specific reason...

There is an answer hidden in the invisible dark sky, but it is impossible for Yago to enter the dark sky to search for it.

There was no other way but to use the janitor mask to escape to the ruined temple.

The scene of the ruined temple surrounded by darkness appeared in his mind, and Yago instantly disappeared from his place amidst the sound of the door opening and closing.

The entire town was instantly crushed by the dark sky.

However, above the sky, the pitch-black knight in armor, black feather cloak, and an invisible pattern helmet on his head suddenly turned his eyes, staring at the direction of Yago's disappearance:

"Xiujiesi? No, Connelly? Not right..."

Under the helmet, a dull voice sounded lowly, with some doubts:

"Who is it? This Abyssal Navigator...?"

"No, I feel more like a Dead Sea Banshee."

A voice suddenly sounded.

Accompanied by the endless waves of spiritual fog surging like a wave, the sound of the waves surging, a figure walked out of the fog.

"Night Knight" looked at the incoming person:

"Do you think it is from the Dead Brigade?"

"Otherwise, the ancient way of the Dead Sea Banshee is only the group of the dead's brigade who still worships the old **** of death will leave. After the old **** of death returned to nothingness, the way has changed."

The incoming man also rode a "war horse", but compared to the war horse under the night knight seat that was wrapped in countless dark shadows, like the shadow of intangible matter, the shape of the "war horse" under his seat was extremely strange.

Although it has the outline of a horse, there are countless curly, staggered and convex scales on its body, which are a bit like the bone membranes on the surface of the hippocampus. But a closer look will reveal that these scales are actually connected to each other. Together, they are just like scales, which are actually a whole piece of skin, a colloid-like skin with scaly folds.

In addition to the scaly skin that resembles aquatic creatures, this bizarre "war horse" also has a heterogeneous sense of moisture, which gives the four horses with fin-shaped membranes a faintly swimming sensation.

The man sitting on the war horse also wore a full body armor.

Just like the situation where the night knight didn't show his figure at all, the damp green armor with a heterogeneous damp feeling wrapped his whole body without showing any external characteristics.

And after the question-like words, he said:

"After those idiots know about faith, they have the idea that high-sequence creatures need humans to recognize faith."

The words sounded with disdain:

"An idiot is an idiot. When you say that belief is the foundation of gods, you will master gods if you master the people... idiots."

"It's not that the ‘gods’ of Boundless Deep Space are based on people’s beliefs and beliefs, but those ‘gods’ are beacons.”

"Who would take the cognitive beliefs that can be messed up at will as the foundation, even the poor worms who were torn off the gods by the ancient wizards would not be so stupid to take the beliefs of those ignorant as the foundation."

His dazzling green helmet turned to the sky:

"Anyone who goes to the end will become a'lighthouse', a foundation, and an anchor for the ship."

"The whole road will change due to the change of the'lighthouse', and it is the'lighthouse' that determines the road."

"Unfortunately, can the person at the end of the road be considered a human?"

The rippling voice of the knight in the tide green armor fell like a whale song with a sense of disdain:

"When the'lighthouse' has been changed, and even the new lighthouse collapses, the group of idiots who have always refused to change their path continue to advance along the old path?"

"'Dead Sea Banshee'? Oh,'Abyss Pilot' is out of date."

Listening to his words, the dark night knight was silent, and then said after a moment of silence:

"Without your majesty's help, we cannot open a new path."

"A new path...?"

The knight in the tide green armor glanced at the weapon in his hand, the weapon in the shape of a knight's gun:

"Unfortunately, if it weren't for no choice, do you think I would become a "tide knight"?"

He turned his head and glanced at the night knight:

"As the only surviving organization of the'Black Bell Church', can we have other choices?"

The night knight was silent.

"Do not be silly."

The knight in the tide green armor looked up at the starry sky that appeared dim in the spiritual tide:

"Don't forget, what gives us the ability to remain rational under the pollution of the'road'."

The night knight remained silent. He knew what the other party meant, but he couldn't answer.

Seeing his silence, the Tide Knight just shook his head:

"The ultimate direction of the road still depends on the person who can reach the end of the road. Nothing is certain."

"It's just like you, the'Night Knight'. If you go further, the title of your'Night Knight' is heard, but you will be considered a member of the Hand of the Stars."

"The master of the night will change, not to mention the night knight."

The night knight finally spoke, still with an unspeakable sense of silence.

"That's right...'Gods' will return to nothingness, not to mention us."

"Apostles? It's ridiculous. The apostles are just a bunch of poor creatures struggling in ignorance."

The tidal knight's voice fell, and his eyes turned to the other side, falling on a ruin. A squirming black shadow caught his attention:

"That thing... is it Cetarus?"

"No." The Night Knight shook his head. "It's just the residue of Chetalus. Maybe you can call him Sir Hound?"

"Sir Hound? Oh, the one in "The Jazz Hound?"

The Tide Knight glanced with interest:

"There are also smart people among the idiots. Unfortunately, only blue-blooded people can use the cognitive contract. Even if it is blue blood, the cognitive method is very dangerous, unless you get the ancient wizard from the lost person like you do. Our tools, otherwise, few survive."

"How can the wizards' tools be so easy to get, and even if they get it, who dares to use it?" The Night Knight said lightly.

"That's true."

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