The second night, the night crow's dark eyes dropped from his shoulders
Fangran looked at the [Shield] which was blank again, and his eyes widened in surprise!
This is the power of [Creating Cards]!?
After unlimited magic power, Fangran finally discovered another thing beyond his expectation.
He silently put away the two cards and looked at his palms.
If I had been as capable as I am now the day before yesterday, I probably wouldn’t have had to go through such hardship.
"Finally, it's..."
Fangran shook off the cloak made of curtains and threw it into the car. He patted the dust on himself gently, then put his hands in front of his collar as if grabbing something.
The voice of a different person spoke softly:
"Everything in this world is patrolled by the eyes of thought and memory on the shoulders of the God King."
Two black streaks suddenly appeared!
They intertwined and merged into a shimmering darkness, surrounding Fangran's shoulders, like a wide black scarf covering the lower half of Fangran's face.
The black color sank from under the 'scarf' and turned into a huge jet black coat that appeared on Fangran's body.
The irregular ends of the hem continued to turn into fine ash, and then continued to condense.
Augu's mysterious pattern and dark cloak covered Fangran's whole body.
"Is this a night weapon like this?"
Fangran looked at the devil who looked like a devil carved in a mural and sighed softly.
Looking at the reflection in the glass of the building next to me, I was made more than a point taller by this nightware.
Not only his hands, but also his body seemed to be hidden in darkness.
"The black bat looks more like a vampire than a night crow."
Fangran tried to complain about himself, but he felt that he couldn't laugh as playfully as before.
The voice was calm and calm, like another person speaking.
"What about ability?"
"It can be inferred from Si Ai's words that Ye Qi's abilities seem to have to be developed by oneself?"
Fangran whispered to himself, stretched out his hand from the dark cloak, touched the wide scarf around his shoulders, and looked at the two lights on it thoughtfully.
After thinking for an unknown amount of time, Fangran spoke softly and repeated word for word the description of this night weapon from myths and legends:
"There are two big crows perched on his shoulders, one is called "hugin", which represents "thinking"."
"The other one is called 'munin', which means 'memory'."
"These two ravens fly around the world every day, and then report what they see and hear to Odin without reservation."
Then Fangran began to think silently again.
[A night tour of thought and memory on the shoulders of the God King]
is the name of this night weapon, so if you buy it normally, you should be able to summon the two crows named 'Haiki' and 'Mulin' in Nordic mythology, which represent thinking and memory?
At this moment, Fangran suddenly grasped the key, then touched the large dark scarf that covered half of his face, and began to input the magic energy value.
Magic energy is consumed like water.
950/1080.
760/1080.
580/1080.
340/1080.
...
More than 800 mana values were poured into this night weapon, but there was no change at all.
"No effect? Or is the mana value insufficient?"
Fangran calmly analyzed every possibility and continued to burn the magic power. Looking at the magic power gradually reaching the bottom, Fangran frowned, do you want to activate the magic power?
80/1080
Suddenly, when a thousand mana points were consumed in this night weapon!
Fangran saw two rays of darkness suddenly spread out of the scarf wrapped around his shoulders!
Then it emerged in its own air, condensed, contracted, and then seemed like something was conceived in it!
Two wings spread out from the darkness!
A vague bird shape appeared from the darkness, and then it seemed like there was an invisible carving knife.
Little by little it becomes more refined.
Little by little it comes to life.
It’s hard to imagine that crows will give you the impression of being ‘beautiful’ and ‘good-looking’.
But these two exquisite crows from the darkness did.
The delicate and gorgeous wings are full, tall and handsome, and the dark tail feathers seem to symbolize the mystery of the night.
Finally, two living crows flapped their wings and landed gently on Fangran's shoulders.
Fangran's pupils opened slightly, at the moment when thoughts and memories appeared!
Fang Ran looked in the glass mirror in surprise. The whites of his eyes had all turned black. He got closer and looked into his own eyes, a little confused.
In his eyes, another strange scene appeared with his thoughts.
That's the view over his shoulder.
Sharing the field of view with them, as the manipulation detection distance increases, there will be a huge consumption of mana.
This was information that Fangran guessed at once.
Just when Fangran looked at the glass mirror, that——
Wearing a huge pitch black cloak, with two crows standing on his shoulders, the broad darkness turned into a scarf covering the lower half of his face, and the white pupils of his pure black eyes were filled with surprise.
young brunette.
boom!!!!!!!!!
A huge roar came from north of the city center!!
"If I want to solve it, I have to get help from others. Only someone who is at least B-level can have the means for me to kill that guy."
Fangran looked at the direction of the roar in the distance and said to himself calmly.
[Creation Card] appeared in Fangran's hand. Although the magic value was not restored, with the special effect of Silver Broken Dragon Teeth, the magic power was continuously activated and canceled. The time it took for the 'Infinite Magic Power' to go down the road was enough to recover.
After reciting the incantation silently, a line of text appeared on the pages of the Book of Creation.
The figure wearing a pitch-black cloak flew up from the ground, with an invisible phantom following behind him. Thoughts and memories flapped their wings, and he flew towards the roaring place.
...
...
On top of the ruins, the witch's hood slipped off, and she fell down with surprise that could not be concealed in her eyes.
She was so surprised that she couldn't believe it. The mysterious and enchanting smile on her face stopped, and she said in surprise:
"Why are you...."
Impossible, that's her doll, why...
Betray her?
"Very surprised!?"
The man smiled and supported his injured body. He looked at his body, and a flash of trembling and fear flashed in his heart. If the witch had wanted to kill her just now, he would probably have died.
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The burly man walked towards the man stiffly and handed him the dark diamond-shaped crystal. The man looked at the surprise and surprise on the witch's face and sneered proudly.
"In thirty-seven years, we have met you more than twice, but do you know why those are counted?"
The witch fell into a huge trance for some reason, and the man thought this was a blow to her due to the success of his plan.
"because..."
The man raised his chin and said with a sneer:
"Except for those two times, you didn't bring 'him' with you."
The man pointed at the burly man next to him who had completely lost his sight.
The witch lost strength and fell to the ground, looking at the burly man.
"You capture the other participants and let them be the medium through which you summon that monster, making them your puppets."
The man spoke slowly, explaining the reason why witches are called witches.
"He was originally an A-level participant. We paid a huge price to kill him, implanted a hypocritical soul, and then planned to make him your puppet."
The man grabbed the black rhombus crystal from the burly man's hand and spoke Lingran:
"Just for today!"
"Is this the hub for you to control them and summon monsters?"
I could clearly see the man's face, and then he looked at the witch losing her resistance, holding the crystal in her hand.
Give it a good pinch!
Click!
The black rhombus crystal shattered!
A black energy floated out of the burly man's body.
And he was not the only one, all the other 'dolls' were also liberated in several other places.
The witch just watched and did not struggle to stop him. She just stared at the burly man in a daze and was lost in thought.
Ah I,
Betrayed again.
This time even my doll...
They all betrayed me.
"It took so long, so much manpower and material resources, and finally...!"
"Finally, I can get that one what he needs!"
The man raised his hand to the air and pinched it hard. The witch's body in the distance was pinched directly off the ground!
The witch's black cloth cloak hung down, and there was still blood stains on the corners of her mouth. A blow from an A-level melee user hit her fragile body.
At this moment, the witch looks like a beautiful but powerless doll.
The man's eyes shone with a light of worship called 'fanaticism', and he spoke to the witch fanatically!
"Do you know why I am the one to carry out this great and glorious hunt?"
"because..."
"just me..."
"I can take out something like that from your body, which is immortal and immortal!!"
The man spoke coldly and coldly, his voice echoing through the night!
