Night Crow Master

The birdman who lost his vision kept swinging his body and waving his arms, and the huge body squeezed in the passage scraped a layer of sand down the walls of the maze.

Even a manic claw blow directly across a maze wall.

Ok?

Yate's gaze swept to the crushed wall, then he thought of something, and immediately pulled back.

Rumble--

The strong vibration sounded, like the footsteps of an army, the movements were neat and coordinated, as if the same person.

The birdman, whose eyes were covered by the twisted light and shadow, obviously heard the sound, turned around, and opened the bird's beak in the direction of the breach:

"what!!!"

The sound rippled in the air, and Yate, whose head was buzzing, reluctantly opened his eyes, and called back all the crow servants except the crow that released the shadow of fear to obscure the birdman's vision.

"Wow-wow-"

One after another shouts rang out, and a group of wandering trolls directly waved their weapons, rushing towards the huge birdman as if desperately, and smashed the weapon in her hand at her body.

The birdman with no vision directly pointed at the group of surging blue-skinned dwarfs with a claw, and directly flew a dozen wandering trolls. These little ones were whirled and stuck on the maze wall, and then moved from the wall. The top slipped slowly.

After an hour slowly passed, Yate, who used the kiss of the phantom bird to hide invisibly, in addition to controlling the crow to maintain the terror of the gloom, he would only throw out a curse of weakness from time to time, and another dark energy to erode or erode the shadow, then watch The group of wandering trolls, like a group of lionesses that threw down a giraffe, jumped onto the birdman one by one, launching an attack with minimal effect.

However, even if it is very small, but with the accumulation of numbers and the insidious assistance of Yate, Birdman's injuries are getting worse.

Nearly 700 corpses of wandering trolls were stacked under and around Birdman's feet, even under the feet of Yate, who had already circled the two walls.

Sweeping his gaze around, Yate controlled the blood crow to face the birdman's eyes, which was dark and eroded.

The birdman, who became exhausted in the endless killing, felt the attack of the dark energy erosion, but did not completely avoid it like before. The dark energy eroded her side face and took away the feathers. A shallow corrosive trace was left.

At this moment, the giant birdman's body was covered with various superficial wounds. His legs, waist, back, and wings were deeply wounded due to repeated attacks by the wandering trolls, and the blood flow continued.

Compared with the beginning, her current movements and strength have been reduced by more than half, and the wandering troll who constantly tears the flesh and blood of her back can't deal with it, and she can't get rid of it by violent movements like before.

And the number of wandering trolls is also very small, only about 80 left.

Yate's crow servant did not see any wandering trolls coming over again.

It can be over

These hundreds of hesitant trolls were unexpected and expected by him. For safety, he had only swept around the exit before.

Originally, such a decision was already cautious enough. In total, there were nearly a thousand hesitant trolls more than he estimated. His original decision should be correct, but who could think that even such a cautious decision , But still locked in the maze.

He shook his head and saw that a dozen more wandering trolls were torn apart, a giant birdman stained with blood, and the crows surrounding Yate began to act.

The blood crows were moving at high speed, flying over the corpse piles, and the blood within a distance of tens of centimeters gathered around them, poured into their bodies, and then began to burn—

The originally extremely fast movement speed suddenly accelerated, and several blood shadows flew to Birdman's side.

Then-a trace of blood was drawn from the birdman's body by them.

With the broken, bleeding wound, the rate of blood loss became faster.

Nine blood crows, drawing bird people's blood at the same time.

"what!!!"

Birdman's screams of anger and fear sounded, but it did not affect them.

Feeling the fear of death, she waved her claws indiscriminately and in horror, trying to attack the blood crows, but using the blood crows that burned blood to accelerate, she quickly avoided her attack.

Yate watched all this indifferently.

Watching indifferently the giant birdman moves more and more slowly.

Watching her crazy movements indifferently smashed the wandering trolls to pieces.

Watching the wandering trolls indifferently, they got up desperately and attacked the birdman again, before being completely killed.

At this time, he will not and cannot have any pity.

The boots stepped on the wandering troll corpses one after another, and in Yate's own vision, a manic figure of birdman appeared.

"You are very strong, and I..." Yate raised his palm, looked at the birdman who was waving his arms randomly, and said softly, "It will become like you... No.. ..."

"I will become stronger than you..."

In the sea of ​​spirit, the spiritual force that was constantly filling the band-shaped dark energy erosion sequence came to an abrupt halt, and the pale black vortex poured out black psychic energy into it.

The misty sphere condensed in Yate's palm, wrapped in black, and then flew out——

"what!!!"

The misty sphere struck a black trace in the air, passed through this calculated trajectory, passed through the twisted light and shadow, and hit her eyeball, but there was no trace of blood splashing.

The severe pain made Birdman's movements more crazy. She constantly waved her claws, but her movements became more and more sluggish-her shriveled body was less than one-tenth of the original speed, slow and stiff. Nine **** shadows kept flying around her.

The last trace of blood disappeared in the body of the strongest blood crow, and the birdman had completely turned into a corpse.

boom! ! !

But Birdman did not completely die. Her body was sitting on the ground, leaning against the wall, her limbs twitching and swinging hard.

The demonized crow that was already on standby launched an attack.

However, the target is not the dying birdman, but the wandering trolls with only a few dozen left.

When they rushed towards the birdman, the group of enchanted crows launched an attack.

Glancing at the hesitant troll slaughtered by the demonized crow, Yate raised his palm, aimed at the birdman's head and attacked again.

The misty orb flew out and penetrated her brain from the position of the other eyeball.

boom----

The body fell to the ground.

The surging experience value raised the level of the crow mage by one and a half.

Looking at the corpse, Yate said silently in his heart:

"No, to become stronger than them..."