Night Crow Master

Hoo -

the phantom bird's kiss turned into a pool of liquid in his hand, and then spread all over his body along his arm, wrapping him up.

The crow servants nearby blinked suspiciously. Although they could feel their master standing there, their eyes could not catch the appearance of Yat.

And in response to the crow's minions, Yat was able to confirm that they were really unable to observe themselves.

"Really..." Yat sighed. Although he was a crow wizard and a night wizard, he always felt like an assassin and a sneaker.

Now, the hat is buttoned up.

Looking around, Yat quickly follows the map route he remembers and starts to move forward quickly.

This way, he did not meet the enemy - the guards who should have appeared here are dead now. The bodies are placed beside them, and the killers who killed them were killed by themselves not long ago.

At the corner, art stops and squats down.

The next moment, he felt the pain from his arms, which made him gasp.

Glancing over the already filled experience slot, Yat quietly began to adjust his breath.

But the five crow servants stayed in art's arms without making any sound. His master's command was still very effective.

They're in good shape, but except one that hasn't used a spell, the others have used one or two spells, and one has been injured.

The overall state is good, not good or bad.

However, the number of close combat like that just now can only be carried out two or three times. It is impossible to do more. The power and mental power are relatively sufficient. Although the amount of power is not marked in the system, he can feel how much his power is left.

And the constant operation of the dark night poetry thought, also let his spiritual energy recover a little.

His eyes swept out of the window, and two other crow servants had been replaced. At present, his combat effectiveness is still OK.

If it wasn't for the phantom bird's kiss, he would need to be more careful.

Now that he has this, he can be a little more relaxed.

As he slowly regains his strength, Yat fumbles his way carefully.

And the effect of the phantom bird's kiss was beyond his expectation.

As he carefully rounded a corner, unfortunately, a guard appeared not far in front of him.

Or the camouflage of the guards.

Because he didn't use crow minions to explore, he couldn't see each other before he went around the corner - the blind corner of his vision around the corner.

Da, Da, Da -

the guard, holding his spear in a not very skilful posture, walked not far from the front of some nervous Yat, and did not notice any reaction to Yat standing on the empty seat with no obstacles just two meters away.

Having a real understanding of the utility of this magic prop, art glances around after a little relief.

There was no one else but the camouflage guard.

Although Yat would like to go up and slit his neck with a dagger, it's better not to waste energy now.

Eyes on the other side of the neck a sweep, slightly with the reluctant Yat quietly left.

“？？？”

The camouflage guard glanced around with some vigilance. For some reason, he felt a chill on his neck.

Illusion?

He blinked his eyes, his body is still tight, absolutely can't do something here, or he can't even think about the consequences after.

Mrs. rose, the vicious and powerful Lord, has left them endless pain and indelible fear in these years.

I don't want to take it anymore.

He took hold of his rifle and continued to patrol.

...

What did the guards in front of him think? Yat did not know. He walked cautiously around the guard's view after crossing the corridor and climbing the stairs leading to the third floor.

Even with the phantom bird's kiss, he could not be too relaxed. He tried to bypass the guards and walk away from them as far as possible while maintaining the speed.

After crossing a circular corridor, he finally came to the door leading to the destination.

This is an ordinary room, no, not even a room. It's a through hall without doors.

There are no guards in it.

The guard that can be seen is in the corridor behind him, and the other guard, if there is no accident, should be in another circular passage on the other side of the hall.

Compared with the banquet hall on the first floor, this hall is undoubtedly much smaller, less than a third of the size.Compared with an ordinary room, it's just a circle bigger.

From the outside, the hall is full of 60 or 70 people.

However, Yat squinted slightly, and the size was not right.

Two circular passages, like two and a half months, surround the central rotunda, one leading to the second floor and the other to the fourth floor.

At first glance, it feels like nothing is wrong.

But, art recalled, the length and angle of the stairs between the third and second floors, the height of this floor was not right.

The eye-catching memory of that red map appeared again in front of him.

The location of the treasure house was not clearly indicated on the map, but a red dot was marked on the plan of the castle.

Yat compared the first floor and the second floor corresponding position, are open space.

In other words, it should be in the third layer and the fourth and fifth layer above.

The treasure room is not located on a certain floor, but in the middle between the second and third floors, below these three floors.

The position of the red dot...

Yat squinted and walked cautiously towards another circular corridor.

Halfway through, he found a body.

A man's body was wearing a thin, messy undergarment with a broken neck -

this is...

Art narrowed his eyes, so who did he see at the party? Are you also a disguiser?

A question was raised, but then it was pushed down. It was not the highest priority.

He quickened his pace and came to the corner between the hall and the second circular corridor.

He looked left and right. At this angle, no one would be seen by anyone in the circular hall or circular corridor. It can be said that as long as he came here, he would "disappear" temporarily.

Then...

Art reaches out his hand and takes out the parchment in the inventory. In addition to the text and the simple map, there is a bright red mark.

A beautiful red rose.

Glancing left and right, art pastes the parchment in his hand to the wall.

The next moment, like other walls, the pale gray stone walls with exquisite patterns vibrated slightly.

Although it was shaking, there was no sound. Yat didn't feel any vibration on the ground. It was just the shaking of the wall in front of him.

Half a second later, the vibration was over.

However, there is no change in the wall.

"Well?" Art was a little confused. Then he seemed to think of something and reached out to the wall.

The palm did not touch the wall, but went straight through it.

With a slight pause in his arm, art takes a deep breath, takes a step forward, and then the whole person disappears into the wall.

Not long after he entered, a guard armed with a long gun came along the circular corridor. He glanced around, then turned around and continued to return to patrol along the established route.

...

time returns to the current.

"Bessie! I'm better than you Mrs. Rose's white palm clenched hard. Between her slender fingers, the blue spirit condensed into a beautiful blue rose.

Blue rose quietly floating in the lady's palm, it seems that it is just a beautiful flower.

However, no one dares to belittle it.

Whether it's Viscount Rosa or the people below.

For example, when Madame rose defeated all the defenses of viscount Rosa, his hands under his robe had already clenched their fists secretly.

Although the chairman of the mercenary, because of Mrs. Rose's words, let go of the handle of his double swords, but the slightly raised palm with grasping action also proved his nervousness.

When the blue rose appeared, the two bodies were tense at the same time.

Balan even put his hand on his swords.

And his action, let that Rose Lady aware, she slightly turned her head, white neck, light rose emblem is obvious.

That pair of glittering eyes looked at balan: "you, are you challenging me?"

"No, I..." balan just wanted to answer, he was shocked to see the blue rose flying towards him.

Can't hide!

When he saw the trace, balan knew that he could not escape the attack at his own speed.

Without any hesitation, the pair of gibbon like arms pressed down, clenched the double swords around the waist, and pulled them out forcefully.

Cross!

Instead of defending with attack, the thin white air current gushed out from him and covered the double swords.

Whoa——When the blue rose came to him, the two swords were cut out in a cross posture, and a faint white cross appeared.

However, the sharp cross swordsmanship could not resist the blue rose.

When the two touch the moment, the blue rose instantly inflated, countless blue flower branches exploded from below, dense thorns make it look like the center of countless thorns.

Balan's vision was instantly covered by countless dark blue thorns. The swords that had been with him for nearly ten years cracked, and the broken pieces directly cut his face.

Then -

a corpse flew back and smashed into the wall.

At the center of the impact, on the ground, a blue flower bud slowly unfolds its crown.

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