Night Crow Sovereign

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The mercenaries exclaimed and stayed away from the “Angus” lord, a little nervous to avoid the spreading shadow.

The large shadows are like paint spreading in the water, and the floor of the mercenary hall is completely black in an instant.

The mercenaries who were constantly moving around had no room to escape.

However, the shadow is still continuously spreading. Outside the mercenary guild, people are stared wide-eyed, watching the shadow that has spread beyond the mercenary guild.

The shadow continued to spread continuously, entangled from the ground facing the outer wall of the Mercenary Guild.

In the interior of the Mercenary Guild, the mercenaries looked at the shadows that had blackened the luxuriously decorated walls in disbelief. Moreover, the spread of the shadows did not stop at all. In a short moment, the shadows had already covered the walls. It is completely covered, and the ceiling is covered with a layer of black.

“God, awakened!?”

This black field immediately reminded the mercenaries of the awakened field.

No one thought that Mr. “Angus” turned out to be an awakened person.

The same goes for Kerbers, his mouth opened wide, and he looked in disbelief as he stood in the center of the shadow, holding a black violin in his hand, with an indifferent “Angus” face.

There was still no smile on the other party’s face, just indifferent, the right hand holding the bow elegantly, the interweaving of two ash-gray, made the wonderful music sound in the hall.

However, a different kind of horror is intertwined in the wonderful string music.

“Fuck off! Stay away from me!”

At this moment Haun, stared wide-eyed, yelled in a very embarrassed manner, retreated with his hands and feet together, and waved his limbs in a panic from time to time.

The sight in his eyes was countless corpses floating in the endless sea of ​​blood.

Countless silhouettes of flesh and blood, crying and stretched out their arms to him.

Carrion-covered arms hugged his calves, with blood-stained gray bone palms, and grabbed the corners of his clothes. Numerous heads were turned up by blood waves, and the unwilling and resentful eyes in the skull were all there. Staring at him.

A pair of huge pale blue eyes, faintly discernible after the wave of blood.

Like a dead soul who ignores life, it exudes a trembling terror.

“Fake, fake, all fake!”

Hown yelled, the expression on his face that was a mixture of anger and fear, which looked ridiculous.

But his desperate roar not at all let him out of the hallucinations.

Ka ka ——

Ka ka ——

The sound of teeth chewing hard objects came.

Haun looked down in horror.

He lowered his head and looked at his right hand, dozens of pairs of teeth were chewing on his arm.

The rotten face was close at hand, clearly visible.

The dirty yellow teeth gnawed his flesh and blood off the skeleton.

The intense pain of being bitten off made him panicked, his originally strong body was weak and weak at this time.

It’s like going back a few years ago, when he didn’t have any transcendent ability and was just an ordinary person.

“No! No! Help! Help!”

His arms couldn’t help him at all, and the thick sea of ​​blood made him lack the ability to plop, as if he was in a swamp. The more he struggled, the more he sank.

He cried helplessly, his nose and tears flowed out, and then poured into his eyes, nose and mouth with sticky blood.

The strong sense of suffocation made his survival instinct even stronger, but he didn’t even have the ability to raise his arm.

The pain in his eyes has caused him to close his eyes, and he can’t see that his arm has been gnawed away by the corpses in the blood, and even the skeleton has been gnawed to pieces.

They gnawed and disassembled his body into pieces, pulled out his cartilage and ligaments, and pulled them with weird methods, as if they were playing an instrument.

Poet like a corpse.

Horn listened to the strange music, his pain and consciousness gradually blurred.

In the eyes of everyone, it was after Mr. Angus suddenly started to play music that the rude and rude provocateur suddenly fell to the ground.

With an expression of horror on his face, he scrambled back, and cried out in fear-as if he was avoiding something terrifying.

After that, he started to twitch unfathomable mystery.

When “Angus” removed the bow from the strings, the panic cries for help ceased, and the big man’s eyes disappeared, and he lay weakly on the ground.

If it weren’t for the slight ups and downs of his chest, the mercenaries would even think he was dead.

“Angus…sir…” Kerbers opened his mouth and looked at the darkened hall.

On the surrounding walls, even the rays of light of the crystal lamps that use charged crystals as energy sources are mostly covered by shadows and cannot emit rays of light.

Only the crystal lamp above the head has not lost the rays of light.

He glanced at Haun who fell on the ground again. Although the opponent’s chest was still undulating, his breath was getting weaker and weaker.

“Can you please don’t kill people?”

After hesitating, Kerbers said nervously.

In the current situation, Lord Angus was the one who was provoked.

The person who provoked the awakened was killed. As the Slayer, he would need to be punished with some Gold Coin at most.

It sounds unfair, but this is the truth.

This is the status gap between the awakened and the apprentice.

Even if it is killed by the awakened, the other party will not be punished. The Gold Coins that are compensated are nothing to the awakened.

With Kerbers as the director of the mercenary guild, he can only persuade the opponent to show mercy.

caveat?

Kerbers did not dare and did not want to.

“Of course~” Yate said with a faint smile, “He is not at all dead, I just teach him a little lesson.”

Some things are more terrifying than death.

【Nightmare Movement·The Poet of Corpse lv7: Turn on when playing the music, and specify up to 500 targets to cause mental damage to the subject, and the subject will fall into hallucinations, adding coldness, confusion and fear. 】

When he played, he added the piece of music from the poet of the corpse.

Similar to the previous guess, after learning the spell of the corpse poet, the piece of music seen in the center of the spell sequence is related to the nightmare instrument.

Afterwards, he turned his gaze to Haun, who had fallen. The opponent’s giant sword no longer pointed at Yate’s phantom, but fell on the ground, and the tip of the giant sword pointed elsewhere.

Their discussion completely ignored Haun’s own opinions, and he was unable to express any opinions.

His companions, Karlov and the others looked a little ugly, especially Liane, if it weren’t for Bauer, she would have rushed out.

When Yate’s gaze turned to Haun, Karlov quickly said:

“This lord, he—”

However, before he could finish his words, black palms had emerged in the surrounding shadows.

Yate put the first movement on her neck again, raised the bow, and said to Karlov with a smile:

“Your name is Karlov, right—”

“Do you know me?” Karlov, with a nervous look, was slightly taken aback when he heard the other party’s name, because his nervous expression was slightly stagnant because of concerns about the safety of his companion.

“En.” Yate ordered nodded, but not at all said more, “You want me to let him go, of course, if you can defeat them, then I will not kill him, how about?”

“they?”

Whether it was Karlov and the others, or the other mercenaries, they all looked towards the human form crawling out of the shadows.

Ten, 100, 200…

The number of human figures is continuously increasing.

The mercenaries retreated continuously, frightened to the corner by the black figures that kept emerging.

[Shadow Servant lv7: Condense darkness to form up to 17 shadow power individuals obeying orders, with an attribute value of 70%. ——”Low-level creation spell, only low-level spell creatures with melee combat ability.”]

[Shadow Servant lv5: low-level shadow token.

Passive·spell creature lv5: no need to eat, breathe or sleep, immune to spiritual spells, immune to non-visual Illusion Techniques, and dissipate after energy consumption.

Shadow humanoid lv5:

Passive: Reduce physical damage received by 20%, and increase Light Attribute spell damage received by 10%.

Active: Shadow servants can change their body parts to attack.

Strength: 10.4, Physique: 10.4, Agility: 10.4, Spirit: 10.4

——”They cannot use spell. Although a little clumsy, they are not afraid of death.”]

Yate’s gaze swept across the shadow servant’s information column.

lv7 The spell shadow from the shadow servant skill summon, each ability value is 40% of the user’s spirit value.

At lv1, only 10%.

With Yate’s current spirit strength value of 26.1, the shadow produced by summon is 40% of the spirit strength.

Originally, he didn’t think the Shadow Servant had much effect.

However, after the skill points were filled and the Shadow Servant’s skill points were full, it was discovered that the spell shadow from summon had a much stronger ability value than before, and it was no longer a situation that a single spell could kill.

Phantom of the Night is not at all ability to cast spells, spell cannot be used. The spell used is the spell used by the Lord of the Crow hidden in the body of the Phantom of the Night.

This shadow that has enveloped the building of the mercenary guild is also the ability of the lord of the Shadowcrow——

awakened · Manipulate shadows.

Regarding the matter of being regarded as an awakened, Yate felt that he was not at all too much. The Lord of the Shadow Crow was awakened, and this was true.

The Shadow Servant of lv7 can create 17 spell shadows. What about 300 Shadow Crows?

It is a pity that the size of the mercenary hall is not enough, otherwise he really wants to try several scenes where several thousand shadow servants appear at the same time.

With his current Divine Attribute, that is a few thousand high-level shadow servants.

Although these guys don’t have too much intelligence or spell-like abilities, they can only fight in close quarters, but a few thousand high-strength spell shadows still seem to be very deterrent.

Just like now.

“These are… Shadow servants!?”

Marshall stared wide-eyed, looking at the 100 black humanoid creatures.

That many! ?

Moreover, it is more solid.

If the shadow servants he had seen were compared to soft soil, then these shadow servants were like rocks.