Chapter 374 Spreading Rumors

At this moment, in his field of vision, he who targeted the "spiritual body" sensed the corresponding line of probability.

It wasn't dark silver, but the ordinary gray spiritual mist belonging to Erdance, which gathered in his hand to form a dark gray cane.

Compared with other cold weapons, he is most used to using this cane.

Slightly changed the shape of the spirit mist, so that the top of the cane formed a folded end like a sickle blade.

After finishing all this, he came to the cemetery less than 200 meters away from the Eternal Night Church.

In his field of vision, a man with a hazy figure and his whole body made of gray mist was floating in front of the cemetery.

Confused, the spirit stared at the empty cemetery.

Yago didn't set his target on this seemingly harmless spirit body, but on the other side.

Not far in front of him, the mist gathered and shrouded, forming another figure.

However, the posture of this figure is quite terrifying.

A spirit body with a broken body, only the lower body and the broken upper body, condensed and appeared, and in his broken right upper body, the gathered spiritual mist condensed into a figure——

As if standing out from his body, it grew out twisted and weirdly.

This phenomenon does not exist, but it is not common.

At least, he only saw it once during the few months in Dilud City.

And he just came to Red Rose City for a few days, and met?

Holding the gray cane fused with spiritual mist tightly in his hand, Yago walked forward quickly, aroused the spiritual mist, and swung the stick directly at the spirit body that was still forming.

In a corner of the cemetery, a member of the night watchman team wearing a black teaching uniform and patrolling around the tombstone suddenly looked at the item in his hand.

It was a strange, grotesque ball of thread twisted into a ball of countless tangled threads.

The material of the thread ball is like ordinary silk thread or a rope made of straw.

At this moment, the ball of thread in his hand suddenly stretched out a string, wrapped around his fingers.

It was precisely this situation that caused the member of the night watchman team to immediately raise his head and activate his spiritual vision.

The brown and black pupils did not change in color. The night watchman, who seemed to be nearly thirty years old, stood up and glanced around the cemetery.

Moreover, the string wrapped around his fingers squirmed slightly, like a living creature, looking towards his right side - the southwest corner of the cemetery.

The night watchman's gaze moved down, and after a slight pause on the line, he immediately moved in the direction where the line extended.

Soon, he saw such a scene.

A man with a crow on his shoulders was holding a weapon wrapped in spiritual mist in his forehand. With agility and agility, he dodged the attack of the overlapping alien spirit body, cutting it in half.

Amidst the screams and tragic wailing, the not tall man swung his weapon again, swirling the spiritual mist and smashing the spiritual body into pieces.

The way of the cemetery.

Although he is not an Extraordinary of the Grave Keeper path, he is quite clear about the Grave Keeper's abilities.

In other words, no force is unclear.

But at this time, he saw that the man who had eliminated the spirit body just pushed down the top hat on his head, turned his head to look at him, and then walked in another direction without saying a word.

The night watchman who had just planned to stop the other party suddenly remembered something.

"Take a crow and don't talk?"

There seemed to be something similar in the news that Captain Pelton had specifically drawn their attention to.

However, at this moment, he felt the string on his finger squirming slightly, pointing to the other side.

Spirits, and spirits.

"I see, Gretel."

After whispering something to the string, he wiped his right hand from the edge of his sleeve, and the shadow was pulled away and condensed to form a long sword. Step by step, the night watchman walked towards the direction of the spirit body.

"I don't know how effective it is, but... it may not work."

Using skills such as "persuasion" and "talk skills" to mislead the intelligence agencies of the extraordinary forces in Red Rose City, spread the image of the extraordinary that he created, and then appear in this image, so that the cognitive positioning of the extraordinary To his body, in order to promote the mysterious fit itself.

This means that there is no specific name, Yago has personally felt that it is available.

He tentatively named it "cognitive method".

Of course, he does know the risks and influencing factors associated with this method.

The first is the scale of dissemination and the strength of the knower.

Needless to say, the scale of the spread, the more people realize it, the greater the power it will receive and promote the fit.

There is also the recognizer, that is, the person who clearly recognizes the correspondence between Yago and the image Yago created. If the strength is stronger, then the mysterious fit of Yago will be promoted more.

Feeling the further fit and using the ability of the mortician more smoothly, Yago thought for a while.

It only needs two or three more large-scale appearances, so that the established image corresponds to itself, and the mystery of the mortician can complete the fit.

Cemetery Maybe the public cemetery in Red Rose is a good choice?

According to the situation in Dilud City, the bigger the place, the more Extraordinary people will be on duty. Enter the cemetery in Red Rose City with the image I specially created, and act under their sight to establish this image. .

For this method, the more he thought about it, the more familiar it became.

Suddenly, Yago was stunned:

"Folklore?"

To put it simply, it is creating folklore.

In ancient times, under the condition of poor information circulation, the image dissemination of various folk legends and myths relied on information asymmetry and ignorance.

To describe it in the most common language is to spread rumors.

A man killed a biting wild dog → Someone killed a wolf → A strong man killed a wolf with his bare hands → A strong man single-handedly fought a whole pack of wolves

The exaggerated strongman images in folklore are basically shaped by this process.

In ancient times, people did not have enough understanding of reality, and often pinned the cause of phenomena on ghosts, gods and evil things.

Then, these rumors will spread among the people, and then gradually form folk legends and even myths.

This was in his previous life, in that world without ghosts and gods.

However, in this world

Yago raised his head and looked at the gray moon in the sky.

In this fantasy world, will rumors affect reality?

No, there is no doubt that this is already a definite fact.

But to what extent will it be influential?

What he had experienced before suddenly appeared in Yago's mind.

The ceremony called "Legend Reappearance" held in Dilud City seems to be the same.

Ms. "Tower"'s deal is for him to build a church-type organization and expand his influence

What is the inner connection here?

The purpose, and what is it for?

He suddenly thought of Xiushi Lu.