Lord of the Silver Crow - Chapter 1105 Nameless Stars (1)

Nameless stars.

At dusk, the crimson light passed through the forest, through the dense branches, leaving a dim mottled halo on the ground.

Surrounded by many tall thorns, roses and other plants, an old castle stands.

The age of the old castle seems to be quite old. The tall gray outer wall is covered with dark green and dark green vines. They are climbing on the castle, densely covering the outer wall, only left The location of the windows.

However, some vines got into the window, and it felt a bit gloomy.

Accompanied by a squeak, an elegant middle-aged man with silver hair and silver eyes walked out of the castle gate.

Before the gate, a maid made of mercury-like metal bowed slightly to him.

The elegant middle-aged man didn't respond, didn't even look back, disappearing from where he was in a step as if he was stepping on a node of some kind of wonderful rhythm.

......

Di Lude Plain.

On the dilapidated battlefield where countless decayed corpses were piled up, the limbs of the corpses were scattered everywhere.

In this situation, a group of men and women appeared on the battlefield.

At the forefront was a pale young man in a gray-green costume like a bard.

His faintly exposed fingers flicked on the rotten strings.

In the deadly voice, bone birds with feathers crossed the sky.

Behind him, followed by the deceased with mutilated bodies, they all seemed to have reacted when the music sounded with a sense of death.

However, besides them, another corpse stood up on this ancient battlefield where countless corpses were piled up.

And those bone birds with feathers, falling from the sky at this moment, threw off the fog-like mass held between the pale bird's beaks like crow's beak.

With the sound of the dying Mi, a corpse with action, the body shattered, the rotten flesh and blood peeled off, the bones collapsed and turned into pieces like feathers, gathered together to form a piece of cloth. Feathered bone bird.

Then, these bone birds combined with the misty clumps, and after a short delay, they joined the flock of dead birds that gathered instead of.

However, at this moment, the bard suddenly raised his head, as if he had discovered something, and looked towards the sky.

An elegant middle-aged man with a smile and no emotions appeared there:

"You can't move the corpses here, necromancer."

"Fa...s...spec..."

The bard opened and closed his mouth stiffly:

"You, damn..."

Almost the moment his voice sounded, the flocks of dead birds gathered in the sky suddenly opened their beaks and flew up in the sky.

A gliding sound sounded as the air passed through their body cavities.

However, almost at the same time, a terrifying wave of fog surged out of his body, like a mist rising from the surface of the sea.

The deadly fog wave instantly enveloped a large area, turning the entire area into a sea of ​​fog.

But there is no water, only the mist that permeates the infinite open space, like the vast and boundless sky.

Faced with such a situation, the elegant middle-aged man smiled and said:

"It's a good idea. Although the professional is just a scum, if you get enough blood of the same kind, the mirror world of the wizard can be presented to the professional."

"However, the wizard’s will is strengthened in the fight against the blood of the gods, and the essence of the meditation is constantly stimulating the blood of the gods and then suppressing it to strengthen the spiritual will through the cycle of erosion and resistance to erosion. Therefore, Although the types are the same, the direction of the wizard's path is often different from the inclination of the blood of the gods itself and even presents the opposite direction."

Like a tutor who is explaining knowledge to apprentices, the corners of the elegant middle-aged eyebrows are all with a gentle smile:

"In this situation, the will of the wizard that has been continuously strengthened will be highly aggressive in itself, and the psionic energy derived from it will also be very aggressive when encountering foreign objects."

"However, unlike professionals, the will of professionals will strongly show a tendency to be consistent with the origin of the gods."

He watched the bard's actions with a smile on his face:

"Such a thing, if it completes the manifestation of the mirror world, it will soon become a vehicle for the resurrection of the gods."

"and so....."

The frightening, star-like silver light instantly spread across the entire sky.

A strange and beautiful silver-white city emerged in the sky.

When the silver-white city appeared, the dead mist seemed to be under strong pressure, suppressed and covered.

Even the bard himself seemed to have lost his ability to act at this moment.

However, in the next moment, he seemed to notice something and suddenly stopped.

And the bard also chose to escape at this moment.

Behind him, a crack opened in the mist.

The body of the bard, surrounded by countless feather-bone birds, disappeared on the battlefield.

And the elegant silver-haired middle-aged man did not pursue him, so he watched the mist dissipate quietly.

The silver eyes turned to the northeast when the fog completely disappeared.

At the end of his vision, a huge rose tree surrounded by countless thorns stood tall.

"Has a decision been made?"

The elegant middle-aged shook his head as if sighing, his eyes returned to the battlefield full of corpses.

Soon, his gaze was fixed on the mist that was dissipating.

As the fog dissipated, it was slowly flying towards a corpse, but the speed was very slow. Without help, it would dissipate before it touched the corpse.

And the middle-aged, watching this scene, in his eyes, the stars are flowing, as if he is observing something.

It was almost the moment when the starlight fell in his eyes, the illusory and true floating in the city of mercury behind him, the starlight flowed out like mercury, quickly enveloping the cloud of mist.

Another cluster of mercury flowing out like stars enveloped the corpse.

Looking at the two syndicates, the smile on the face of the middle-aged man seemed to be a little thicker.

However, he did not continue to stay, but turned around, and as the star-like mercury flowed, everything disappeared from where it was.

......

Before the castle surrounded by vines, the mercury-like maid still kept bowing quietly, and at this moment, the figure of the middle-aged man appeared in front of the courtyard of the castle.

The golem-like maid backed a few steps and gave way.

The middle-aged man entered the gate of the castle together with the two floating **** of silver.

As the castle gate closed, the castle surrounded by forest fell into silence again.

Around the castle, plants are growing rapidly or shrinking, as if they are not experiencing the same round of time.