Night Crow Master

No, No.

When art made the decision to delay time, the weak sense of crisis in his heart did not subside, on the contrary, it became more and more expansive. If the former sense of crisis was described by a dried water bag, the current sense of crisis was that the water bag filled with water did not stop, but continued to irrigate.

Art's eyes scan at the fortune gem in the inventory. More and more att can feel that it is this destiny gem that enhances his sense of crisis and intuition.

At the red rose castle, art had already thought of this. After all, even before that, even in the dilud plain, he had no ability to sense the crisis.

Wait... Dilud plain!?

The pupil that is covered by eyelid is magnified instantly, and the feeling of horror covers him.

Demon warlock!

It's not a demon cult! It's a demon warlock!

There is no one alive who controls the demonized wolves and destroys the demonic warlocks in the town of dilud, which is similar to the town of red rose!

The demon warlock appeared here, hidden in the village.

A cold sweat soaked art's shirt, and he thought cautiously, "is it another demon warlock? Or the devil warlock? "

This is just his subjective conjecture. He has no concrete evidence to prove that what is hidden here is the other party.

But that doesn't stop him from assuming that.

If so, why is the other party here?

Seriously injured? Hidden recuperation? Or a bigger plot?

Whatever the possibility, the other party is hiding here.

And Mashad's anomaly...

is it possible that Mashad has been controlled, or... Modified his memory?

No one knew or found out about the other party's hiding in the village. The only one who found out was that old Mashad had been modified by the other party...

wrong... He is not alone!

At once, Yat thought of the old people and children who had never appeared. The people in the village did not seem to feel this abnormality... The whole village had been modified in memory?

A strong cold suddenly shrouded his body, let his spirit tense up.

What's going on in this village?

Delay time? no way.

This strong sense of crisis showed him one thing - procrastination will not bring security, but will bring greater crisis.

What to do!? Now one thing is certain, that the demon related existence hidden in this Hunter village has completely controlled the village.

As long as you stay here for one more second, it will be dangerous for one second...

wake others up and leave the village?

Will it be directly killed by the man who is hiding?

He may be able to confirm that the hidden strength of the village is at least above the middle, and that the detection magic of Arthus cannot detect the deliberately concealed aura of chaos.

What's worse, if the opponent is really a demon warlock who destroyed dilud, then he is a powerful apocalyptic one.

Even if the other side is not healed from serious injuries, the possibility of success in their resistance is extremely low.

Now he and others are likely to be watched...

anyway, he can't wait any longer. Yat opens his eyes.

He sat up, grabbed his cane and knocked.

Dududu -

people who have not yet entered a deep sleep state are awakened by the sound.

They were Arthus, March, Joshua, tok and Fandi.

The first person who woke up was athis, because he didn't feel at ease and had a very light sleep. After hearing the sound, he immediately sat up. The white gold plate armor which had not been removed from his body made a sound because of his action.

This sound made the two mercenaries, who were still in a trance, wake up in an instant.

Looking at the people who cast their eyes on him, he said, "everyone, scavengers prefer to be active at night, while necromancers are more likely to appear at night."

He shrugged his shoulders naturally: "you know, necromancers don't like to move in the daytime, and sunlight is like poison to them."

At this time, tock asked suspiciously, "Lord Claudio, don't you say...

don't you say that we will investigate the village tomorrow?

"It's something that came to me on the spur of the moment." At first, he didn't think of it. If he had thought of it, he would not have discussed with the public an hour ago.

He was a little agitated, and his eyes passed over the crowd, if his judgment was correct.Instead of giving anyone a chance to talk, he said, "we're going to find the trail of the scavenger now and solve it as soon as possible. I'm tired of being in a place where there's only omnivore soup. I'm not the same as you

His tone was bored, like the aristocrats who couldn't get used to coarse food.

And his performance also made tocona shut his mouth, Fandi showed a trace of unhappiness, while Joe Xiu next to him showed a resentful expression. March was still that stiff silent face, but Yat could also see a trace of dissatisfaction on his face.

It was only after two seconds of staring at art that Arthus seemed to understand something and nodded, "go now."

Then several people opened the door and went out of the room.

After he went out, Yat took the lead to walk towards the entrance of the village. Fandi and tock walked at the back and asked in a voice, "don't you need to inform uncle Mashad?"

But Yat didn't turn his head, and said faintly, "do we need to inform him when we do something?"

On hearing this, tock was a little embarrassed. Fandi's face was even more angry, but he still swallowed and didn't say anything. The two priests, March, who had been silent and had a wooden face, also showed obvious dissatisfaction on his face. While Joshua, when he raised his arm tremblingly and pointed at art, was blocked by the back of Arthus.

"I don't think it's a good idea to wake up an old man at night, you know, once an old man wakes up, it's hard to fall asleep again," Arthus said

Hearing Arthus's words, not only marchijoseu and the two mercenaries were stunned for a moment.

Then, a few people looked at each other and walked behind Yat and Arthus.

When he saw Stuart's steps behind him, he sighed.

The other party's eyes are searching.

However, he can't explain. If he does, then the existence who controls the village will probably do something to them immediately.

Although it's a bit lame, Yat just hopes that the later the bad temporary script is exposed, the better. It's best to keep them away from the hunter village.

However, the world is not what Yat thought.

They advanced for a minute, only 100 meters away from the village entrance, a figure came out of the shadow of a building.

Old face, slightly bent body --

"Uncle Mashad?" Tock and Fandi spoke at the same time, with doubts in their voices.

It was Mashad, and his face was puzzled: "everybody, why are you leaving so late?"

The doubt on his face was not hypocritical. It seemed that he was really puzzled by the behavior of the people.

Although tock and Fandi were surprised at the fact that uncle Mashad didn't sleep so late, they didn't think much about it: "we're going to find the trail of scavengers, which have the habit of moving at night..."

toke repeated Yat's words.

"Oh, oh, so it is." Mashad's face showed a sudden look, and then raised his hand and made a gesture, "it's really hard for you, but you can tell me, I can prepare some torches for you. You know, the road is not easy at night, there may be wild animals in the forest."

Tock took a look at the silent Yat and Arthus, and felt a little wrong, but in the face of Mashad's question, he just laughed awkwardly: "we thought you were asleep, so we didn't intend to go to you, for fear that you would not be able to sleep when you wake up at night."

Hearing this, Mashad's face showed a smile, and he hit his chest with his wrinkled fist on the back of his hand: "Hey! Boys! You're wrong to think so! I'm not old! I'm still young! I can sleep when I wake up. I can sleep as long as I drink a bowl of water! "

However, I don't know why, when he smashed the second blow to the chest, he heard a crisp sound, and a sharp sound similar to pain came from his body.

His old and turbid eyes also saw the two young mercenaries' eyes widened and their faces showed a look of panic.

"What's the matter with you?" Mashad inquired suspiciously, but then he found that his voice was strange and hoarse. Something was coming out of his throat.

How can saliva flow?

He could feel something like liquid coming out of his mouth and dripping on his clothes on his chest.

He lowered his head, and the dark red was reflected in his turbid eyes.

Art frowned, Arthus pulled out his sword, and the others did the same.

Because, they see, in the moonlight, standing 10 meters away, an arm stretched out from his chest, and then grabbed the old man's neck and twisted it.

Click——Mashad's head was broken, but he did not fall. A bloody monster crawled out of Uncle Mashad's body.

The humanoid, some bright red, is more suitable to call it flame like red skin than blood, with sharp horns, a tail, and a pair of bat wings that constantly shake off the blood.

When you see this monster, there is a sense of confusion.

It's the same feeling when you're in the plains of dilud, facing the endless demonized wolves.

Art clenched his stick and sighed, "guys, get ready to fight."

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No, No.

When art made the decision to delay time, the weak sense of crisis in his heart did not subside, on the contrary, it became more and more expansive. If the former sense of crisis was described by a dried water bag, the current sense of crisis was that the water bag filled with water did not stop, but continued to irrigate.

Art's eyes scan at the fortune gem in the inventory. More and more att can feel that it is this destiny gem that enhances his sense of crisis and intuition.

At the red rose castle, art had already thought of this. After all, even before that, even in the dilud plain, he had no ability to sense the crisis.

Wait... Dilud plain!?

The pupil that is covered by eyelid is magnified instantly, and the feeling of horror covers him.

Demon warlock!

It's not a demon cult! It's a demon warlock!

There is no one alive who controls the demonized wolves and destroys the demonic warlocks in the town of dilud, which is similar to the town of red rose!

The demon warlock appeared here, hidden in the village.

A cold sweat soaked art's shirt, and he thought cautiously, "is it another demon warlock? Or the devil warlock? "

This is just his subjective conjecture. He has no concrete evidence to prove that what is hidden here is the other party.

But that doesn't stop him from assuming that.

If so, why is the other party here?

Seriously injured? Hidden recuperation? Or a bigger plot?

Whatever the possibility, the other party is hiding here.

And Mashad's anomaly...

is it possible that Mashad has been controlled, or... Modified his memory?

No one knew or found out about the other party's hiding in the village. The only one who found out was that old Mashad had been modified by the other party...

wrong... He is not alone!

At once, Yat thought of the old people and children who had never appeared. The people in the village did not seem to feel this abnormality... The whole village had been modified in memory?

A strong cold suddenly shrouded his body, let his spirit tense up.

What's going on in this village?

Delay time? no way.

This strong sense of crisis showed him one thing - procrastination will not bring security, but will bring greater crisis.

What to do!? Now one thing is certain, that the demon related existence hidden in this Hunter village has completely controlled the village.

As long as you stay here for one more second, it will be dangerous for one second...

wake others up and leave the village?

Will it be directly killed by the man who is hiding?

He may be able to confirm that the hidden strength of the village is at least above the middle, and that the detection magic of Arthus cannot detect the deliberately concealed aura of chaos.

What's worse, if the opponent is really a demon warlock who destroyed dilud, then he is a powerful apocalyptic one.

Even if the other side is not healed from serious injuries, the possibility of success in their resistance is extremely low.

Now he and others are likely to be watched...

anyway, he can't wait any longer. Yat opens his eyes.

He sat up, grabbed his cane and knocked.

Dududu -

people who have not yet entered a deep sleep state are awakened by the sound.

They were Arthus, March, Joshua, tok and Fandi.

The first person who woke up was athis, because he didn't feel at ease and had a very light sleep. After hearing the sound, he immediately sat up. The white gold plate armor which had not been removed from his body made a sound because of his action.

This sound made the two mercenaries, who were still in a trance, wake up in an instant.

Looking at the people who cast their eyes on him, he said, "everyone, scavengers prefer to be active at night, while necromancers are more likely to appear at night."

He shrugged his shoulders naturally: "you know, necromancers don't like to move in the daytime, and sunlight is like poison to them."

At this time, tock asked suspiciously, "Lord Claudio, don't you say...

don't you say that we will investigate the village tomorrow?

"It's something that came to me on the spur of the moment." At first, he didn't think of it. If he had thought of it, he would not have discussed with the public an hour ago.

He was a little agitated, and his eyes passed over the crowd, if his judgment was correct.Instead of giving anyone a chance to talk, he said, "we're going to find the trail of the scavenger now and solve it as soon as possible. I'm tired of being in a place where there's only omnivore soup. I'm not the same as you

His tone was bored, like the aristocrats who couldn't get used to coarse food.

And his performance also made tocona shut his mouth, Fandi showed a trace of unhappiness, while Joe Xiu next to him showed a resentful expression. March was still that stiff silent face, but Yat could also see a trace of dissatisfaction on his face.

It was only after two seconds of staring at art that Arthus seemed to understand something and nodded, "go now."

Then several people opened the door and went out of the room.

After he went out, Yat took the lead to walk towards the entrance of the village. Fandi and tock walked at the back and asked in a voice, "don't you need to inform uncle Mashad?"

But Yat didn't turn his head, and said faintly, "do we need to inform him when we do something?"

On hearing this, tock was a little embarrassed. Fandi's face was even more angry, but he still swallowed and didn't say anything. The two priests, March, who had been silent and had a wooden face, also showed obvious dissatisfaction on his face. While Joshua, when he raised his arm tremblingly and pointed at art, was blocked by the back of Arthus.

"I don't think it's a good idea to wake up an old man at night, you know, once an old man wakes up, it's hard to fall asleep again," Arthus said

Hearing Arthus's words, not only marchijoseu and the two mercenaries were stunned for a moment.

Then, a few people looked at each other and walked behind Yat and Arthus.

When he saw Stuart's steps behind him, he sighed.

The other party's eyes are searching.

However, he can't explain. If he does, then the existence who controls the village will probably do something to them immediately.

Although it's a bit lame, Yat just hopes that the later the bad temporary script is exposed, the better. It's best to keep them away from the hunter village.

However, the world is not what Yat thought.

They advanced for a minute, only 100 meters away from the village entrance, a figure came out of the shadow of a building.

Old face, slightly bent body --

"Uncle Mashad?" Tock and Fandi spoke at the same time, with doubts in their voices.

It was Mashad, and his face was puzzled: "everybody, why are you leaving so late?"

The doubt on his face was not hypocritical. It seemed that he was really puzzled by the behavior of the people.

Although tock and Fandi were surprised at the fact that uncle Mashad didn't sleep so late, they didn't think much about it: "we're going to find the trail of scavengers, which have the habit of moving at night..."

toke repeated Yat's words.

"Oh, oh, so it is." Mashad's face showed a sudden look, and then raised his hand and made a gesture, "it's really hard for you, but you can tell me, I can prepare some torches for you. You know, the road is not easy at night, there may be wild animals in the forest."

Tock took a look at the silent Yat and Arthus, and felt a little wrong, but in the face of Mashad's question, he just laughed awkwardly: "we thought you were asleep, so we didn't intend to go to you, for fear that you would not be able to sleep when you wake up at night."

Hearing this, Mashad's face showed a smile, and he hit his chest with his wrinkled fist on the back of his hand: "Hey! Boys! You're wrong to think so! I'm not old! I'm still young! I can sleep when I wake up. I can sleep as long as I drink a bowl of water! "

However, I don't know why, when he smashed the second blow to the chest, he heard a crisp sound, and a sharp sound similar to pain came from his body.

His old and turbid eyes also saw the two young mercenaries' eyes widened and their faces showed a look of panic.

"What's the matter with you?" Mashad inquired suspiciously, but then he found that his voice was strange and hoarse. Something was coming out of his throat.

How can saliva flow?

He could feel something like liquid coming out of his mouth and dripping on his clothes on his chest.

He lowered his head, and the dark red was reflected in his turbid eyes.

Art frowned, Arthus pulled out his sword, and the others did the same.

Because, they see, in the moonlight, standing 10 meters away, an arm stretched out from his chest, and then grabbed the old man's neck and twisted it.

Click——Mashad's head was broken, but he did not fall. A bloody monster crawled out of Uncle Mashad's body.

The humanoid, some bright red, is more suitable to call it flame like red skin than blood, with sharp horns, a tail, and a pair of bat wings that constantly shake off the blood.

When you see this monster, there is a sense of confusion.

It's the same feeling when you're in the plains of dilud, facing the endless demonized wolves.

Art clenched his stick and sighed, "guys, get ready to fight."

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