Night Crow Master

After devouring this area, the phantom of the hesitant beast disappeared in the wind and snow.

The living creatures in the forest and grassland, beasts, monsters or trees, have completely disappeared.

Lord Shadow Crow relied on hiding in the shadows and escaped the attack of the storm, but he was almost pulled out of the shadows.

The Frost Crow in the sky almost did not resist the blizzard, and was almost caught in the belly of the hesitant behemoth by the storm. Fortunately, Yate on the other side exchanged the shaped shadow with it through a hat trick. It survived.

But this is the case, and it also consumed a lot of his mental energy.

Just like the magical power that appeared when the crack in the phantom world was opened, there was the power to interfere in space in the storm.

In addition to hesitating gaze, the hesitating behemoth also has powerful wind attributes.

That thin thread that destroys the entire forest in an instant is the ability of a hesitation giant.

The bloodline of the Hesitation Giant Beast inherited by Yate is not all, it is only a part of the power of the Hesitation Giant Beast, only one ability to stare at, and only a small amount.

Through the system to improve the skill level, or to be precise, through the system's powerful ability to operate Qiyun power, Yate was able to upgrade the little power it inherited to its current level.

Looking at the landscape that has turned into an empty snow plain, through the use of the Night Phantom by the Shadow Crow Lord, Yate's consciousness projection appeared.

Of the six phantom crows, except for the one that he ordered to fly into the space crack, the other phantom crows died in the raging storm.

In Yate's body, around the black mist of doom disguised as a soul, the five soul light spots became extremely dim, that is the soul light spot of the Phantom Crow.

After sighing and mourning for them for ten seconds, Yate turned his perspective to the Phantom Crow that had penetrated into the space leading to the gap in the Phantom Realm.

...

This is a huge gray-white stone tower with countless black marks on the outside.

In a somewhat dim room, in a dilapidated room.

Phantom mists filled the surroundings, they passed through the walls, through the lamps, through any objects, and permeated the surroundings.

Some dim, off-white lights shined through the transparent lamps with charred stains.

These lamps and buildings are made of materials in the Phantom Realm and carry the power of the phantom. They have been completely assimilated into the buildings in the Phantom Realm.

They will no longer be decomposed by phantom power, but likewise, they cannot help other substances resist the erosion of phantom power.

Some small phantom creatures the size of mosquitoes are like spiders, with multiple arthropods and strangely growing heads that resemble wolf heads, flying and spinning around the lamps.

An illusory flame burned in the lamps.

The flames showed through the lamps, burning these weird phantom creatures.

A howling wolf sounded.

In their bodies, a faint phantom was constantly melting and decomposing in the illusory flames.

Their souls are constantly dissipating.

The corpses of wolfworms have accumulated a thick layer on the ground. Some of them are hung on the top of the lamps. The corpses without any trauma blocked the light of the crystal lamp, making the fire look a little dim.

However, after a while, the wolfworm corpses hanging on the lamp, as if falling on the viscous liquid, gradually penetrated the transparent lamp and fell into the lamp.

The next moment, three mouth-like cracks appeared on the lamp shell, and three transparent tongues rolled the wolfworm corpse hanging on the side into the lamp.

The illusory flame burned more vigorously.

This lamp is also a kind of phantom creature, similar to the mimetic.

In the room, among the four identical lamps, the illusory flame flickered, and the flame bounced from time to time.

The phantom crow flapped its wings and flew in the air.

And in front of it, a doll girl in a coarse cloth with an unusually plain hue was tilting her head, holding a wooden stick in her hand, and tapping it lightly at the Phantom Crow.

However, her movements were very light and did not seem to be aggressive. It seemed that it was just because of boredom, but the Phantom Crow continued to dodge, without the idea of ​​being hit by her because of indifference. It seemed that the small wooden stick was very dangerous.

No, this girl is dangerous.

The next moment, the eyes of the Phantom Crow lit up, and the shadows on the ground converged into a figure wearing a tuxedo and a top hat.

After the shadows condensed and appeared, the eyes of the doll girl who did not know what kind of gemstones were made of, lit up slightly, looking at the night phantom.

There was no sound, the other party just looked at him like this, making him a little hairy.

"Dona, why are you here?"

This doll girl is surprisingly the girl he rescued from the phantom castle last time, and is suspected of being a girl in a cage.

But when he heard Yate’s words, the doll girl tilted her head, raised her arms slightly, and exposed the fairer wooden arms from under her plain clothes. The chain-like patterns looked like tattoos. The spherical joints dotted her arms in strange shapes.

The outstretched index finger pointed behind him.

Yate turned his head in some doubt, and behind him was the door of the room.

He turned his head and glanced at Donna, who was still tilting his head, sitting in a chair, looking at him with that expressionless, strange and delicate face.

The Phantom Mist, which carries the power of the Phantom, has not eroded the shadow from the Phantom Realm, but it is constantly eroding the spell sequence that forms the Phantom of the Night.

In a short moment, the magic sequence in the body of the Dark Night Phantom continued to melt and decompose, turning into pure mental power.

This is because the crow servant who uses the spell is a phantom crow, and Art's own mental power also has some phantom creature characteristics.

The speed of the Phantom Mist's melting of the existence of the non-Phantom Realm can hardly be resisted even by the powerful creatures of Level 5 Apocalypse.

The next moment, a crystal-clear magic eye appeared beside Phantom Yate, and the mist of Phantom that was eroding his body was immediately controlled and pulled away.

The phantom of the dark night, which had already begun to be unstable, stopped the tendency of breaking apart.

While controlling the Phantom Demon Eye, while controlling the Night Phantom, he stretched out his hand, opened the door and walked out.

The huge white tower, nearly ten meters high, looks like a famous windmill in the Netherlands in the past. Three huge, defective fan blades stagnated on the top and did not continue to rotate.

Looking down, Yate looked at the right side of the door. A brand new sign written in Allen language was hung on it.

"Donna."

Yate read the name above.

Don't know when, Donna also appeared at the door, with a smile on her face, looking at him.

Although I can feel that the other party is smiling from the heart without any malice, this delicate face like a doll still makes people feel a little hairy.

The uncanny valley effect, if correct, should be the reason.

As the degree of anthropomorphism of humanoid objects or patterns increases, the favorability of humans toward them also changes.

At the beginning, the favorability curve was ascending, but as the humanoid reached the level of "close to humans", the favorability suddenly dropped.

It's like a valley where the height suddenly drops.

Call it the Uncanny Valley.

With a light breath, Yate's body, through the mechanized mind, suppressed and removed the fear of the simulated personality projected on the Night Phantom.

Then he raised his brows, looked at the host's gesture of welcoming the guests, and pressed the top hat:

"Excuse me, lady, can I be a guest at your house?"

Donna's eyelids blinked, and a happy mood appeared in the beautiful fiery red jewels. Then she nodded and moved away.

Yate walked in.

After closing the door, Donna ran all the way to what should be the kitchen, and took out two empty plates and placed them on the shabby but wiped table.

Then she pulled out two stools from the table, looked at Yate, patted one of them, then trot to the other side and sat on it.

Yate looked at the suspicious chair with eyes and a crack in his mouth, was silent for a moment, and then sat on it.

Beside him, phantom magic eyes glowing, exuding coercion against the chair.

The chair monster, who was about to open his mouth, closed his mouth and eyes in an instant, began to pretend to be dead, and let Yate sit on its face.

And the moment he moved his attention to the chair, and when he looked at Donna, there was already more food on the two empty plates on the table.

It looks like meat like steak, but...

Yate, who has considerable knowledge of phantom creatures, can understand without much thinking that these meats are not good things.

These two plates are also phantom creatures.

And these things that look like steaks are not illusions, but...the tongue of the monster in the shape of the dish, no, maybe it's the internal organs?

Donna didn't care at all, using a white knife and fork that should be made of some kind of bone, cut the meat on the plate and the plate together, and sent it into the mouth.

The other party also didn't have any resistance or negative emotions, it was like an ordinary thing, and eating, and looking at him with expectant eyes, as if waiting for him to eat.

While using the main body out of the mechanized mind, the psychology of resistance and rejection in the Dark Night Phantom's personality is also eliminated, and the plate and the "meat" on it are divided and split together with the knife and fork formed by the shadow, and sent into the mouth.

A knowing, hairy, innocent smile appeared on Donna's face, and then she was about to stand up again, as if she wanted to go to the kitchen again.

Yate hurriedly stopped her and asked about business:

"Dona, do you know the huge monster that just appeared?"

Hearing what he said, Donna sat back in the chair and nodded.

she knows.