Night Crow Master

Chapter 250: Flesh Ghost Ship

A ghost ship of real value.

All the dead spirits on the ship have all fallen. The souls and bodies confined by the necromancy spells were sucked into the hull of the ghost ship together, and the hull began to shake violently.

"Yeah—yeah—"

The two hundred crow servants flapped their wings, flew up from the fallen mast and the ship's side, and flew into the huge, artificially created black cloud in the sky.

The crow can escape, but the shadow servants can't escape.

However, nearly 600 shadow servants with an average attribute of 45 points, except for the 150 dead souls who gathered and killed, the remaining more than 400, when they felt the hull shake, they immediately My feet and hands turned into sharp spikes, thrusting downwards forcefully, and the shadow like a knight’s gun pierced the deck forcefully. At the moment of penetration, it deformed again, extending several barbs, and piercing them. Fixed on the deck.

At this time, the entire hull had turned over nearly ninety degrees, and the left string of the hull had been immersed in the water. More than thirty shadow servants had not had time to fix themselves on the hull and were poured into the water.

The moment they fell into the water, five huge tentacles had appeared beside them, and the rancid tentacles with suckers rolled them directly.

Snapped--

In an instant, twenty shadow servants were squeezed to death, and the shadow-shaped bodies broke apart, turning into shadows and dissipating in the water.

Although it can't deal with Yate's multi-layered defense, the power of this huge death octopus is more than enough to deal with these shadow servants.

However, when it used its tentacles to squeeze out thirty shadow servants that fell into the water, the remaining few had already reacted--

The shadow was distorted and deformed, and countless spikes grew on the body of the Shadow Servant. While retaining the human form, it deformed to the maximum extent, like a spike ball.

When the death octopus squeezed them to explode, countless large and small blood holes were also left in the tentacles.

Dark blue, slightly dark green blood poured out from the body of the death octopus and poured into the cold water.

"It's useless!"

The mutilated mouth of the necrowoman made a hoarse, shrill voice:

"The dead are not afraid of pain."

Moreover, the sorcerer looked at the shadow servants nailed to the deck like rivets, showing an ugly smile that was probably mocking.

"silly."

At the same time as her voice sounded, the entire ghost ship had changed.

Ghost ship with corpse.

The surface of the deck and the side of the ship are all covered with layers of flesh and blood, and the damaged deck is directly filled by the bodies of the dead.

The ghost ship that could feel like a living thing has now completely "lived".

At the bow of the ship, the corpse condensed into two huge eyeballs. The decayed wooden board below the bow of the ship also split directly, forming a hideous and ugly mouth. The broken wooden board and the flesh and blood bones of the dead formed teeth.

Spell Array-a large fusion of undead.

Use dozens of high-level necromancers, more than ten apocalypse-level necromancers, and a large amount of materials to create necromancers.

The more dead spirits as materials, the stronger the dead spirits that can be created.

Although it also has major flaws, in terms of overall strength, this huge ghost ship is no less powerful than an Apocalypse Level 2 wizard.

When the situation was discovered, Yate had already reacted.

At the same time that the spells of the mechanized mind were used, the transformation ability derived from the mist arakkoa was also used.

Then another skill was connected-

Demiblood Crow Transform lv12!

[Passive: The effect of mental spells below lv12 is reduced by 76%.

Active: Change to the misty crow. After the crow is transformed, it will be immune to psychic spells below lv12, and the effect of psychic spells above lv12 will be reduced, all attributes will be increased by 30%, and the effectiveness of psychic spells will be increased by 30%. 】

The gloomy psychic energy and spiritual power poured out from the spirit sea, poured into Yate's body, and gradually solidified into substance between Yate's bones, forming a piece of flesh and blood.

The bones of the head are also attached to psychic and mental powers, and the skull continues to grow larger, forming a bird skull shape similar to a triangular pyramid. The smooth and soft brain has also grown several times larger.

At the same time, the psychic energy and mental power that reach other parts are constantly entangled, twisted, and deformed, spreading like living things, forming various organizations.

Psionic energy and mental power constitute new muscles, bones, and internal organs.

The new flesh and blood formed the epidermis and feathers on Yate's body.

The pain mixed with numbness gradually disappeared, and Yate also changed from a two-meter-tall human form to a huge gray-white crow nearly four meters tall, a little bigger than the biggest Shadow Crow Lord.

The erratic, smoke-like gray-white feathers, while glowing with dim black light, continuously emitted a gray-white spiritual fog, shrouded Yate's changing misty crow.

As Yate’s body transformed into a misty crow, his body quickly grew larger, a personality created by the quadruple mask controlled the shadows with the power of the Shadow Crow Lord——

The outer shell of the sphere formed by the shadow is also rapidly expanding, fully containing Yate's huge body.

The fog of mind is filled between Yate and the orb of shadow.

The slightly blue eyes showed indifferent eyes, and the mechanized mind completely avoided the effects of the pain during the transformation.

The next moment, another skill is used——

hat trick.

This is a skill used to position crows in battle.

After learning the skills of [Transfiguration: Crow Commander] and [Ultimate Transfiguration: Crow Lord], he himself can also use hat tricks to move position.

In the sky, the shadow crow that received the order manipulated the shadow to create two crows.

The next moment, along with the spatial fluctuations, the two shadow-shaped crows trembled slightly and disappeared. They were replaced by two identical, huge gray-white crows.

"It was not disturbed."

One of the misty crows muttered to himself, considering the possible spatial interference, Yate prepared and specially shaped a false phantom as a fraud target.

But the other party... has no means to interfere with space transfer.

It seems to be superfluous.

But it's nothing, mainly stability.

Since he came into this world, he has been very wave-like-in Yate's dictionary, as an adjective, if the number of reserved players is less than three, it is wave.

But after the number of crow servants grew...

wave? nonexistent.

There will be no waves in the future.

As the saying goes, there are no more than three things, so he will always prepare more than three ways to save his life and escape.

And the more the better.

His current blue bar and health bar can be said to be approximately equal to infinity, but he will not wave on his own blood bar infinite, not afraid of ten thousand, but in case, because these three ghost ships, the body is already not small. In order to reduce the risk, he will be more cautious.

Later, through the vision of the Crow Servant, Yate could see that on the ghost ship that was already considered a giant necromancer, the magical shadows he created through the Crow Servant--the shadow servants were killed one after another.

On the deck, the shadow servants who nailed their limbs into the plank because of the tilt of the hull, were controlled——

Just like the method used to restrict Yate, countless tree roots and canes grew on the flesh and blood deck, which bound the shadow servants one by one. In the next moment, bones and arms stretched out from the flesh and blood deck. , Holding the bodies of the shadow servants——

Head, arms, calves.

The faint negative energy attached to these arms, and then pulled forcefully in all directions.

The shadow servants wanted to defend against such an attack by deforming their limbs, but the vines that bound their bodies lit up.

Shadow servants are not like Yate, who can force the restriction through the apocalyptic ability of the Shadow Lord, and the light on the cane prevents them from changing the shape of their limbs as before.

Their bodies are tightly restricted by the cane, and those skeletal arms make them immobile.

Under such conditions, under the flesh and blood deck, countless bones were twisted and deformed, forming sharp spiral bone spurs, and then—

Bottom up, penetrate the body of the Shadow Servant from below.

Click——

Like glass shattered, the bodies of the shadow servants shattered and were directly torn into five or six pieces under the force of the skeletal arm.

The body of the destroyed shadow servant gradually dissipated into shadows.

In a short moment, more than four hundred shadow servants were all killed.

And Yate, who looked at all this, had no expression on his face.

If the servant of the crow died, he would still observe a moment of silence, but the servant of the shadow—

They were originally created magic creatures temporarily, and after the energy was consumed, they would dissipate, but now they are just a little earlier.

Moreover, they were originally the cannon fodder used by Yate to test the power of the ghost ship.

Glancing at the other two ghost ships that started fighting with the Apocalypse-class crows sent by Yate, Yatemo said:

"Are you ready?"

...

"It's ready, Master."

In the sea, nearly a hundred siren siren changed from siren siren to siren siren. The sirens who existed in the form of mermaid were hiding in the water quietly. Their two leaders responded to Yate's inquiry.

"Activate the magic circle."

"Yes!"

Then, their hands were held on their chests, and a seductive and beautiful voice sounded:

"Come on, our hero, the applied warrior."

"Please stop and listen to our singing!"

"No boat can sail through the beautiful island of the Sea Monster."

"Listen to our beautiful singing."

"The beautiful singing voice brings you joy and joy--"

"Singing will accompany you to sail safely."

Unlike any human language, this is the language of a race like Siren.

The seductive and beautiful ballads, with strange tunes, are clearly blessed lyrics, but they have a dark and frightening malice.

As their voices sounded, circles of inscriptions appeared in the sea, forming a huge magic circle.