Lord of the Silver Crow

But at this moment, a voice sounded abruptly:

"You are members of the thorn tree, right?"

The Yago trio suddenly turned their heads and looked around, only to see a middle-aged man with a drooping beard appeared in their field of vision.

He has seen this man.

When Yago had this idea, another idea emerged.

It's normal.

But at this time, a refreshing sensation came from the bottom of my heart, diluting this idea.

The refreshing feeling emerged, and Yago confirmed the particularity of the middle-aged man with a drooping beard.

"Although familiarity is normal, he can be sure of the reason why he is familiar with the other party. When he sees the other party, it is not under normal circumstances..."

Several thoughts collided and melted into each other, and finally this thought was intertwined in Yago's mind.

Immediately, this kind of thought was linked to related memories.....

library......

My memory of going to the Edmond Library in order to look up the information of "Lucius" was linked.

At that time, Hu Zhongnian, the drooping eight-character Hu Zhongnian who was fooled by the logic of the folk historian, appeared.

The conflict of thoughts before and after and the refreshing sensation that only appeared under the influence of spirit and soul made Yago's heart vigilant.

But at this moment, as the person who was talking to the three of them, Kogan settled down and hesitated to speak:

"you are?"

"Prove it." The middle-aged man with drooping eight-character Hu said in a warm voice.

In the next instant, his whole person disappeared from the vision of the three.

When the three of them tensed their nerves at the same time, the middle-aged man appeared in the same position again.

"The reason why I invited you over..."

As if an explanation had already been given, the middle-aged man uttered a voice, and the drooping eight-character Hu swayed with his moving mouth:

"To explore the memory of the deceased, we need to get some information."

Hearing this, Yago couldn't help being stunned, and Kogan and Jia Li De also seemed to be a little stunned.

Seeing the other party's invisibility and re-emergence, Kogan has already determined that the other party is through the mist.

The sequence of the tomb keepers is a sequence that almost every church will have.

At least the low-sequence formula is in the hands of every church.

It is impossible for the Knights in the Mist Team to pass through the Extraordinary without the Tombkeeper.

As if seeing the doubts of the three, the middle-aged man said:

"Our'spiritual man' has encountered a tide-caller,"

The keeper..... is also one of the name codes of the sequence 9 of the path of the necromancer.

After this thought emerged, Yago looked at Kogan.

From the captain before, he had heard that the Tidecaller had an extraordinary hostility towards the Extraordinary who passed by the Tombkeeper.

This explanation is logical.

Afterwards, the middle-aged man continued: "His spiritual mist was drawn into the Phantom Realm by the tidecaller. When we arrived, the tidecaller had disappeared. Only some spiritual mist remained in the corpse."

"The message can be shared with you."

With that said, he turned around and walked towards the humble foggy church.

Yago and Claire and his wife, after the three of them looked at each other, led by Kogan, the three followed the middle-aged man and entered the Church of the Mist.

......

The church was empty and completely devoid of people.

No, there is a male body.

The corpse, which looked more than 30 years old, looked pale, with his eyes staring up blankly. There were large red blood stains on his abdomen, and the dark red blood stains the white underlay on the chest and abdomen completely red.

Seeing the corpse, Gao Gen frowned slightly and confirmed again:

"How long has he been dead?"

"Dead last night." The middle-aged man with a drooping beard responded, "Please move faster, he has not much spiritual fog left."

Hearing this, Kogan looked at Yago.

Facing the gaze of Kogan and Jia Lide, Yago nodded and walked forward. Under the gaze of the three of them, he was ready to use the silver-handled cane as the end to activate the ability of the dead soul lamp.

A sense of death emerged, Yago slightly released the spiritual mist outside, exuding inspiration, and sensing the spiritual mist inside the corpse.

However, at this moment, Yago suddenly remembered...

To imitate, to fit.

This well-known law among Extraordinaries, this mysterious method of digesting.

He squatted down, put down his cane, and buckled the vest on the corpse calmly, as if to be tidy, and then used his hands as the end to activate the death lamp.

I don't know if other people can feel it. In his perception, a gloomy light overflowing with a sense of death emerges at his fingertips.

As he presses his right hand on the corpse's forehead and closes the corpse's eyes, the spirit mist gradually gathers on his forehead under the guidance of the gloomy light of the dead soul lamp and touches his palm.

Taking a deep breath, Yago looked at Kogan and Garide, and told him with his eyes that he wanted to use his ability to explore the fog of memory.

When Kogan and Jia Lid were walking forward and standing beside the corpse, Yago sank his heart and controlled the light to contact the spiritual mist, spreading his own spiritual mist into silk, and leaning into the spiritual mist of the dead.

Endless gray and mist emerged.

In the familiar scenery, the broad misty ocean still seemed extremely silent.

However, although the fog is endless, it is not rich.

Just like those dead with only a little spiritual fog left, the fog is very thin, and even if the death lamp is not used, the visibility is very high.

But this situation does not mean that it can be seen more clearly.

On the contrary.

Lingwu is the carrier of memory. The sparseness of the spiritual fog means that the memory is blurred and the total amount of memory it carries is small. The use of the dead soul lamp can not illuminate a clear image.

Just like the thin to extreme spiritual fog around you, when you use a dead soul lamp to illuminate, you can only see the dim image, and you can't even see what the scene is, let alone the sound.

Feeling the gloom of the dead soul lamp overflowing with a sense of death, Yago was slowly moving in the direction of the densest fog in his vision in the fog of memory.

Soon, he came to the thickest fog in the field of vision.

With his will, the gloom of the dead soul lamp floated up, illuminating the fog of memory in front of him.

As the fog faded, light and shadow emerged.

The owner of the perspective is standing on the street, and above the perspective is the umbrella cloth of the umbrella.

In front of him was a three-story, slightly dilapidated single-family house with puddles on the road.

"what happened?"

As Yago can understand Catsian with a slightly western accent, the owner of the perspective said to himself:

"Why are there so many performers here?"

Performer?

"One, two, three, four, five..."

"The appearance has changed. There is no doubt that it is the performer."

In the self-talk that only oneself can hear, the owner of the perspective slowly stepped back:

"The performer is Sequence 7. With so many performers, are there other organizations besides the Brotherhood of Lanterns? What do they want to do when the group of people from the Brotherhood of Lanterns gather in Dillard?

Even in the tone, Yago could hear the dignity of the owner of the perspective.

"Report required..."

However, at this moment, a sharp sharp blade appeared in the field of vision abruptly.

Not from the front, but from the rear.

To be precise, from the chest.

As the owner of the viewing angle moved down, Yago saw the lower left position of the chest piece, and the oblique triangle blade sank back into the chest, and then the entire viewing angle fell downward.