Night Crow Master

Tell the feathers of the dead bird?

This kind of monster is quite a rare prophecy monster, which is quite attractive for prophecy wizards, and even more so for Yate.

He was quite interested in this monster before.

Yate, ten kilometers away, sneaked into the spirit sea, opened the automatic secretary, and found the catalog of the dead bird.

Similar to most passerines, the toe-shaped feet have three front and one back, with the back and middle toes of equal length.

On the thin legs are two shield-like scales.

The petite size, long tail feathers and wing feathers, dark body, strong and smooth, long-shaped beaks are also in line with the characteristics of corvidae.

But there are some characteristics of birds of the order Falcon.

It is not certain whether it is considered a crow or not. What is the judging mechanism of the crow mage as to whether it is a crow? He is not sure whether it is the appearance feature or some other mechanism.

He tried to summon the dead bird before, but he didn't summon it. If he has feathers, he can perform a directional summon.

"What kind of feather?" Yate asked deliberately.

"Middle position." Earl Filek responded immediately, and the other party had a tendency to agree with such inquiries.

"Middle position?" Yate pondered for a moment. The prophecy materials were already precious, and the dead bird was closer to the top prophecy materials, which was even more significant to him.

For the prophecy wizard, one piece, that is, the feather of the apprentice-level mid-level dead bird, is equivalent to the same share of the prophecy material of the first apocalypse.

For Yate, that is ten times worth of Apocalypse-level materials.

But he can't show it, just like facing the market price:

"Acceptable, other materials plus this, I can guarantee that when you and Count Cass are at war, you will contain Earl Susie, but at most for one day."

This price is calculated by taking the dead bird feathers as the market price.

A day’s time is very short for an earl-level, army-based subordinate war.

It is possible for such a war to last several years or even decades.

However, a high-ranking war with the goal of killing the opponent, not to mention a few months, can be considered a long day.

Once the opponent is not killed in the battle, and the opponent is allowed to flee, the powerhouse of the same level, especially the spellcaster, will find it difficult to find another opportunity to kill if they want to escape.

The high-ranking war in which the highest combat power of both sides personally fought and the continuous war in the army are completely different concepts.

"So, should we adopt the oath of violation, or the oath of spiritual restraint, or the oath of witness or soul restraint?"

The lower the contract agreement, the lighter the consequences and the easier it is to cancel, and the lower the cost of cancellation.

There is no doubt that in the face of such a major event, it is impossible for him to choose that the consequence is only the oath contract marked by the dishonest. A few thousand gold coins can buy the medicine for canceling the contract. In addition to the low value of the transaction content, it is basically only The apprentice wizard and the poor apocalypse will choose.

As for the soul-binding oath, this kind of contract is inherently small, and the cost of preparing the contract is high, and he does not have such contract props.

"Then choose..."

Before he could finish his words, Yate said:

"I can use the element to witness the oath here, the water element and the dark element."

There are dark elements in his servants, the element witnesses the oath, he can do it.

Hearing what Yate said, Count Filek pondered for a moment, then nodded:

"But before that, I need to see your strength, Sir Silver Crow."

A faint green light appeared in his eyes, and he looked at Yate flatly.

These transactions must be based on sufficient strength. The strength previously revealed in the mercenary union is the level of the apocalypse, but if this is the entire strength of the opponent, then...

Because this Sir Silver Crow may be the heir of Duke Rose, he would not choose to imprison him before the end of the war to restrict the other's actions for secrecy, but he might consider canceling this transaction.

The target of the transaction will be replaced by Earl Durard or other Apocalypse professionals, but the price paid will be much higher.

The price of entrusting Apocalypse Level 2 assistance and the price of Apocalypse Level 1 assistance may be different.

Glancing at each other, Count Filek said:

"Then I will wait here..."

"Start now?"

Yate stretched out his hand to tilt the left side of the top hat, and pulled the fake facial muscles formed by the mimetic mask, adding a weirdness to the smile from the corners of his mouth.

Count Filek was taken aback, and then frowned:

"Are you here?"

In the sea of ​​his spirit, a spell sequence lighted up, and a breeze blew across the courtyard. The invisible wind wandered in the courtyard, and part of it swam quickly outside the courtyard.

Apocalypse-level creation spell: Storm mayfly.

A group of magic creatures created based on a mid-level monster-the mayfly storm.

This is a group attack spell, but because of the agility, concealment and quantity of the mayfly, it is also often used for detection.

His chief guard, his sister, his followers, servants, raised monsters, leaders, mercenaries.

The storm mayfly passed by every living creature, but did not see a stranger.

While some of the microstorm mayfly continued to spread out of the courtyard, some of the storm mayfly moved back to reconfirm the identity of the creature that was roughly scanned just now, and the remaining part began to observe the shadow of the object.

still none.

No suspected target of the Silver Crow was found.

Count Filek looked at the smiling Phantom with some confusion.

The Dark Night Phantom has no ability to cast spells, and the opponent should hide the body somewhere to cast spells.

Following the search of the storm mayfly, Earl Filek was not found...

Not nearby.

What does the phrase "start now" just now mean?

"Sir Silver Crow, are you kidding?" The Storm Mayfly was not relieved, and kept monitoring its surroundings, but received no feedback.

There was no disturbance in the perception of the storm mayfly.

It didn't come near at all.

Filek frowned, and the expression in his eyes looking at Ater Phantom also brought a trace of seriousness. If Sir Silver Crow was really playing him...

In the spirit sea of ​​Count Filek, the complicated spell sequences surrounding the psionic core lighted up one after another, and he looked at Ater Phantom with a trace of killing intent.

Phantom pressed the brim of the hat, and the smile at the corner of his mouth did not change:

"Your Excellency Filek, you haven't answered whether I want to start now."

And such behavior made Count Filek take a deep breath, and then said in a deep voice:

"Then start now."

His sight still had a dangerous killing intent, but, the next moment—

The hairs all over his body stood up, and a frigid chill flowed through Filek's heart.

This strong sense of crisis caused him to instantly activate several protective spell items, and the fast-casting spell sequence was also connected to the two protective spell sequences, and began to charge quickly.

However, he was greeted by endless shadows.

Like ink drops falling into the water, large shadows spread quickly around the phantom of the night.

In the courtyard that was originally covered by snow, the flowers, grass and trees instantly lost their original color, and the courtyard was dyed black in the cold and lack of vitality.

Quiet and cold, everything in the courtyard is shrouded in black, and the light falling from the sky cannot disperse the shadow that has enveloped the entire courtyard, but can only make the color of the shadow darker.

The ultimate silence.

Count Filek could see that thousands of black-gray eyes emerged in the shadow full of depression and panic.

"Illusory spells?"

A pale golden light flashed on the ring of his left hand, and a holy light circulated on Count Philek, dispelling his negative state.

However, those eyes did not disappear because of this, they still stared at him.

Isn't it an illusion spell?

Shadow servant? wrong.

While preparing the spell, he carefully observed the eyes, which looked like some kind of bird monster.

At this time, a shadow condensed into the shape of a walking stick in Phantom Art's hand.

When the opponent squeezed his cane to the ground, Earl Filek saw that a huge bird-shaped black shadow was solidified in the shadow, like a ferocious monster emerging from the surface of the water, and a huge black crow emerged from the shadow. Emerged from within.

The huge black wings flapped, and the Shadow Crow Lord fell by Phantom Art's side.

The eyes that are similar to human beings and only possessed by intelligent creatures turned to him.

"Shadow Lord!?"

Count Filek immediately recognized the identity of Lord Shadowcrow.

Most of the fierce light and anger in Count Filek's eyes dissipated, and instead, it was facing.

So, is it a contracted creature of the apocalypse level?

but......

The air around him surging quickly, and his psychic energy gathered into a violent gale:

"Only a shadow lord at the first level of the apocalypse, but also..."

Before he finished speaking, another huge shadow emerged from the shadow, condensed into a second huge crow three meters tall, falling on the right side of Phantom Art.

"Sorry, not one." Phantom Art pressed the brim of his hat slightly, with a smile on his mouth.

Seeing those two huge crows, Filek's face also became solemn, and he was able to deal with one Shadow Lord, but two were just...

If you use the second hand, you should be able to deal with it without delay for a long time and you are not sure.

"Really, the two shadow lords, Sir Silver Crow, are very good..."

There was a hint of warfare in his eyes.

however......

The shadows swam, and the third Shadow Crow Lord emerged from the shadows and landed beside Phantom Yate.

"This......"

Count Filek's expression solidified with the surging gale.

Seeing the expression on Count Filek’s face, Yate had already laughed, but Phantom Yate's expression was still a mysterious smile:

"How about? Is it enough? Your Excellency, if not enough..."

I still have it here.