Chapter 397 Longfellow

Yago, who returned from the ruined temple again, followed the induction of the probability line on the magic top hat, and found it all the way.

Finally, he stopped at the door of a cloakroom.

The cloakroom. What a coincidence.

After thinking for a while, Yago pulled the power of the gatekeeper's mask and used the ability——

In his field of vision, a hazy eye-shaped phantom emerged, and on top of the eye-shaped phantom, there were long strips of phantoms wriggling and swaying like tentacles, wriggling like waves.

Coffin!

After thinking for a while, Yago did not choose to stir the surrounding spiritual mist, but injected his own spiritual mist into the eye-shaped phantom.

No, it should be said to be Erdance's Spirit Mist.

With the infusion of the spiritual mist, the eye-shaped phantom swelled and expanded, and finally turned into a tall, illusory male spirit body with a height of about 1.9 meters and curvy hair like seaweed.

Even if it is a spirit body, the dark brown skin that seems to have been tanned by the sea wind and scorching sun all year round, and the knotted muscles look quite intimidating——

Longfellow Sangate.

The moment it appeared, the spirit body bowed its knees and bowed its head, showing a gesture of submission.

Yago knew that he could undo the coffin at any time, and Longfellow, who had been "reborn" again, could also perceive the fact that he was controlled by the man in front of him.

"Are there Extraordinary people nearby?" Yago cut straight to the point.

He can sense Extraordinary people through the line of probability only when Extraordinary people target him or are very close, while the "listener" can sense a large range, especially during the spiritual tide period.

Hearing this, Longfellow closed his eyes, and opened them again after just half a second:

"No."

"Okay, you stay here, if a Extraordinary approaches, stop him."

"Yes, sir."

Hearing this, Yago, who had just stepped forward, paused:

"You can call me 'Silver Raven'."

"Yes, Lord Silver Crow."

Hearing the address, Yago also took another step and entered the cloakroom, and Longfellow also turned around, looking around.

After the Phantom Thief sensed to confirm whether there was a Beyonder, and after Longfellow confirmed, Yago, who entered the cloakroom with confidence, followed the line of probability all the way to find the target.

Connected with the probability line of the "magic top hat" is another top hat.

No, it's several top hats.

On the coat rack on display, there are three top hats, all of which are connected with the same probability line as the magic top hat in his hand, extending outward to mid-air and then disappearing.

How is this going?

Yago was also taken aback.

However, it is better to wait until the daytime to study carefully.

Yago took off the three top hats, took them away, and turned to leave the cloakroom.

At the same time, Longfellow, who accepted that he had become a spirit body and became the follower of a certain Undead Path Extraordinary, was thinking about the strength of his "master".

"To maintain my existence while allowing me to exert my full capabilities, at least a Sequence 6 or higher is required."

Longfellow, who has some understanding of the abilities of the Undead Path, continued to make judgments:

"If it's a Sequence 7 bone picker, the enslaved spirit body basically doesn't have any wisdom left. In battle, apart from the bone picker's orders, it can basically only rely on the remaining instincts of the dead to fight."

"But now my thinking is clear, my language and logic are complete, and my memory should also be complete"

"Sequence 6? No, definitely not just Sequence 6, Sequence 5? Or Sequence 4?"

Relying on his complete thinking ability and memory, Longfellow deduces the strength of his master.

but

In his feeling, the fluctuating degree of the opponent's spirit mist is at most a Sequence 9, a low-sequence Extraordinary.

Camouflage?

A disguise that he can't see through? What method is used to disguise it?

informant? performer

While eliminating the answers one by one, in Longfellow's heart, a bit of awe was added to the compromising mood that could not be resisted.

And at this time, he saw his "master", the "Lord Silver Crow" walking out of the cloakroom with a few top hats in his hand.

"Longfellow, you take these."

Yago told Longfellow to put the top hat back to his residence.

"yes."

Taking the top hat, Longfellow's body moved quickly towards Desmok's residence as the spirit mist stirred.

"Wait a moment."

Longfellow stopped his movements and returned to Yago's side, waiting for Yago's order.

"You go back first."

"yes."

After responding, Longfellow suddenly felt that his consciousness began to dissipate quickly.

After putting the eye-shaped phantom into his body, to be precise, into the gatekeeper's mask, Yago turned his head and looked to the side.

In my mind, a picture appeared——

Without any hesitation, his figure disappeared from the spot.

The stained glass windows reflect the light of gas lamps, and the bright stained glass reflects the dazzling light.

A tall Extraordinary with long fur all over his body and a wolf-like head took a deep breath, then opened his mouth and roared forward.

Along with the roar, a dim, gray invisible wave of light quickly pushed forward, bombarding towards a fast-moving mist stream.

As the sound waves mixed with dim yellow light surged, the stream of mist suddenly condensed into a shape, forming a hazy giant bird with a height of three to four meters.

It flapped its wings violently, and the mist-rolled giant wings collided with the dim yellow light.

The next moment, the dim yellow light shattered.

Seeing this scene, the man-wolf couldn't help being taken aback:

"How can it be!?"

Obviously in the collision just now, the opponent's defense was directly broken by him! Why is it the other way around now, his attack was easily blocked! ?

Although the Howl of Dusk's destructive power to the spirit mist is lower than that of matter, it does not mean that the Howl of Dusk itself has low destructive power to the spirit mist.

Howl at Dusk breaks illusions and allows targets affected by Howl at Dusk to be directly attacked by his claws.

Moreover, the human wolf who kept pounced and waved his claws at the giant bird condensed by the spiritual mist suddenly trembled in the dim yellow light around him.

not good!

The man-wolf quickly stabilized the twilight armor around him, but the giant bird that gathered the spiritual mist suddenly opened its beak:

"ah!!!"

The shrill and hoarse crow sounded, and the dim yellow light armor lingering around him suddenly shattered. His mind suddenly buzzed, and he felt that the spiritual mist all over his body was strongly shocked.

An intense pain mixed with trance suddenly exploded in his mind, and then continued to spread.

Faced with such a situation, a trace of violent killing intent flashed in the eyes of the wolf, and his body suddenly swelled up.

Old attitude!

Under the crisis, he chose to liberate the mystery.