Lord of the Silver Crow

Chapter 769: Female Voice

The voice seemed to ring in my ears.

With a voice that made him somewhat familiar and familiar, but completely unheard.

A female voice.

"Quickly use the card of the horoscope, use it against me, I will bring you out."

Before Yago had time to react, he felt a strange force exerted on him in the next instant.

His perspective—his perspective of probabilistic pathways, a vision of intertwined lines of probability, a line of probability appeared from a very far distance and fell on him in the vision restored because of the suppression caused by the collapse of the city. .

This feeling.....

Divination?

He has encountered the feeling of this kind of power.

And, unlike the past, Yago could feel that on the meditation card he was attached to, there was a sense of—

I can grasp this thread.

I can go back to the source of this thread.

In an instant, even if Yago didn’t know whether the female voice was specifically referring to this ability, Yago didn’t have a choice when faced with the swarming dead birds.

He grasped this feeling, and following this feeling, his feet made of silver blood suddenly stretched out, directly grasping the line of probability.

In an instant, on the meditation card in his mind, the picture of the book that gave him a strange touch suddenly flipped, and on the back, a figure appeared in the originally empty location.

Almost instantly, a woman with wheat-colored skin also appeared in Yago's mind. Even if she was wearing a robe, she could still see the grace of her figure.

Following that feeling, Yago pulled the line of probability.

On the front of the meditation card, the weird book pattern quickly turned the pages, and the figure on the back quickly became clear.

And in an instant, Yago felt a huge pull and consumption——

The pollution in his body, which belongs to the probabilistic pathway, disappeared almost instantly at a very high speed.

What followed was a diffuse, star-like, faint and sparse stream of light. His body was swept away by the stream of light in an instant and disappeared from the spot.

The hideous form of the dead bird, because of this situation, after a moment of loss, following the huge dead bird, it pounced towards the monster drawn by Yago's original body.

......

Yago has a very strange feeling.

In his field of vision, everywhere...No, there are overflowing lights and shadows everywhere.

More precisely, this is a piece of still "light."

In his field of vision, there are dim light and shadows, but these light and shadows are still.

These hazy lights and shadows constitute a lake-like image.

However, there is another point that makes Yago extremely nervous——

silk.

The densely packed silk threads overlap with these hazy, still light and shadows.

Although there are subtle differences between the overlapping light and shadows and silk threads, Yago didn't recognize it when he didn't look closely.

The meditation card carrying his consciousness, after breaking away from the city and the suppression of the silent sound, seemed to be completely rejuvenated, like a bird, and like a swimming fish, quickly here. The hazy and stagnant Guanghu quickly swam through the gaps of silk threads intertwined like a fishing net, and moved quickly along a silk thread.

Soon, as the hazy feeling struck again, his figure emerged from the light and shadow of the lake.

Immediately, in his line of sight, there were more and more lines of probability like spider silk and fishnets.

However, along the target, along the line of probability, Yago, driven by the meditation card, reached the end in the consumption of the probability path "pollution" that is about to bottom out——

With a feeling of passing through the barrier, Yago's figure appeared in a strange town.

Immediately, a figure appeared in front of him.

A woman.

"Fortunately, it went smoothly without bringing that big guy out."

Accompanied by the voice, the woman who had turned her back to him suddenly turned around:

"...Fast, right? You can call me Attila."

The woman with wheaten skin and a long gown showed a smile.

Yago, who was still in a crow posture, felt the "pollution" of the probabilistic path exhausted by the use of the power of the meditation card. While guarding the opponent in his heart, he couldn't help but wonder:

"how do you know?"

who is she? How do you know who you are?

"I know you must have a lot of doubts now, but it doesn't matter, we can take it slowly."

"You said, is it because the Mr. Grim Reaper who woke up again succeeded in regaining his authority, or did the thieves continue to flee with the stolen goods?"

The woman with wheat-colored skin who called herself Attila said such a sentence.

"Revived again? Authority? Rogue?"

Yago was able to guess some of the information revealed in the words of the other party's inquiry.

He knew that the **** of death might not be dead in the old days.

He also knew that after the old **** of death, "the snake of the stars" became the new **** of death.

And the snake of the stars has fallen.

And what she said...

It means that the snake of the stars did not get the authority of the old **** of death, but was stolen by a third party.

Or is it that the snake of the stars is the "thief"?

Yago's crow eyes looked at her with doubts and guard, and said nothing.

He now has no power except for the power of the necromantic pathway.

And the woman in front of me...

From the perspective of the line of probability, he can see the distortion of the line of probability.

This woman is at least equal to herself in sequence.

However, as if she had noticed something, the woman glanced at him, and then suddenly laughed again, with a smile that made Yago inexplicably familiar, she said:

"Me? The exile path sequence 5, disaster walker, the path of coexistence is the dusk path, the wolf king of sequence 5, oh, yes, make no mistake, it is a reversed gray moon, not a normal red moon."

The woman seemed indifferent, and spit out a message that made Yago a little stunned for a while.

For Yago, the positive and negative matters were the information he had been pursuing.

But it’s not for him. For any Extraordinary, his ability information shouldn’t be so simple—

"Are you in doubt that I misled you by giving false information?"

"Relax, although the identification path is difficult for ordinary Beyonders, it is clearly visible in front of high-sequence beings."

"What's more, I even told you that the evening path itself is a positive sequence and a reverse sequence. What else needs to be deceived to you.

After the wheat-skinned woman said a few words, she stared at him with interest:

"But also, don't trust others easily, it's also an unforgettable lesson."

With that, she turned her head:

"It doesn't matter if it is the group of wizards, or priests, or us, it's the same."