Night Raven Master

Chapter 237 White Windmill
After devouring this area, the phantom of the wandering giant disappeared in the wind and snow.

The living creatures on the forest and grassland, whether it was beasts, monsters or trees, had completely disappeared.

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

The Frostcrow in the sky almost failed to resist the blizzard, and was almost swept into the belly of the wandering giant beast by the blizzard. Fortunately, Art on the other side exchanged the shaping shadow with it through a hat-trick. It survived.

But even so, it also consumed a lot of his mental power.

Just like the magical power that appeared when the crack in the phantom world was opened, there is a power that interferes with space in the storm.

In addition to wandering and staring, the wandering behemoth also has a powerful wind attribute ability.

That thin line that instantly destroys the entire forest is the ability of the Wandering Giant Beast.

The bloodline of the Wandering Beast that Yate inherited is not all, but only a part of the power of the Wandering Beast. There is only one ability of Wandering Watching, and only a little bit.

Through the system to improve the skill level, or to be precise, through the system's powerful ability to operate the power of luck, Yate was able to improve the inherited, only a little power to the current level.

Looking at the scenery that has become an empty ice and snow plain, through the use of the phantom of the night by the shadow crow lord, Art's consciousness projection appears.

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

Around Yate's body, the doom black mist disguised as a soul, the five soul light spots became extremely dim. They were the soul light spots of Phantom Crow.

Sighing and mourning for them for ten seconds, Art turned his gaze to the phantom crow that had penetrated into the space crack leading to the phantom world.

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

In a somewhat dark room, in a dilapidated room.

The phantom fog pervades the surroundings, they pass through the walls, through the lamps, through any objects, and permeate the surroundings.

Some dim, off-white light shines through the transparent lamps with scorched black stains.

These lamps and buildings are made of substances in the Phantom Realm, carrying phantom power, and they have been completely assimilated into buildings in the Phantom Realm.

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

Some small phantom creatures the size of mosquitoes, like spiders, with multiple jointed limbs and strangely grown heads resembling wolf heads, are constantly flying and spinning around the lamps.

An illusory flame was burning in the lamp.

Flames leaked from the lamps, searing the monstrous phantom creatures.

There was a wolf howling sound.

In their bodies, a faint phantom continuously melted and disintegrated in the illusory flames.

Their souls are constantly dissipating.

The corpses of wolf worms had piled up on the ground in a thick layer, and some of them were hung on top of the lamps. Some of the uninjured corpses blocked the light of the crystal lamp, making the fire look a bit dim.

However, not long after, the corpses of those wolf worms hanging on the lamps gradually penetrated the transparent lamps and fell into the lamps, as if they had fallen on a viscous liquid.

The next moment, three mouth-like cracks appeared on the shell of the lamp, and the three transparent tongues drew the corpse of the wolf insect hanging on the side into the lamp.

That illusory flame burned even more vigorously.

This lamp is also a phantom creature, similar to a mimic.

In the room, among the four identical lamps, illusory flames swayed, and the fire light jumped from time to time.

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

And in front of it, a puppet girl wearing an unusually plain coarse cloth was tilting her head, holding a wooden stick in her hand, and gently knocking on the phantom crow with the wooden stick.

However, her movements were very light, and she didn't seem to be aggressive at all. It seemed that it was just because of boredom, but Phantom Crow kept dodging, and she didn't have the idea of ​​being hit by her just because she didn't care. It seemed that the small wooden stick was very dangerous.

No, it's the girl who is dangerous.

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

After the shadow condensed and appeared, the eyes of the puppet girl, made of gemstones of unknown material, lighted up slightly, looking at the phantom of the night.

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

"Donna, why are you here?"

This puppet girl is obviously the girl he rescued from the phantom castle last time, and she is suspected to be the daughter of the cage.

But after hearing Yate's words, the puppet girl tilted her head, raised her arms slightly, and revealed a pair of fairer wooden arms from under the plain clothes. The lines like chains were like tattoos. Spherical joints adorn her arms in eerie shapes.

The outstretched index finger pointed behind him.

Art turned his head suspiciously, behind him was the door.

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

The phantom mist carrying phantom power, although it did not erode the shadow that also came from the phantom world, it is constantly eroding the spell sequence that constitutes the phantom of the night.

In just a short moment, the magic sequence in the body of the phantom of the night is constantly melting and decomposing, turning into pure spiritual power.

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

The speed at which the phantom fog dissolves the existence of the non-phantom world, even the powerful creatures of the fifth level of the apocalypse are hard to resist.

The next moment, a crystal clear magic eye appeared beside Phantom Art, and the phantom mist that was eroding his body was immediately pulled away by control.

The phantom of the night, whose body had already begun to become unstable, also stopped the trend of disintegration.

While controlling the Phantom Demon Eye, he also controlled the Phantom of the Night to reach out, open the door and walk out.

The huge, nearly ten-meter-high white tower looks like the famous windmill in the Netherlands in the previous life. Three huge, defective fan blades stagnated above and did not continue to rotate.

Looking down, Art looked at the right side of the door, a brand-new sign written in Allen language, hanging on it.

"Donna."

Art read the name on it.

Unknown when, Donna also appeared in front of the door, looking at him with a smile on her face.

Although he could feel that the other party was smiling from the bottom of his heart without any malice, this puppet-like delicate face made people feel a little hairy from time to time.

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

As the degree of anthropomorphism of a humanoid object or pattern increases, so does the degree of human liking for it.

At the beginning, the favorability curve is rising, but when the humanoid reaches the level of "close to human beings", the favorability suddenly drops sharply.

It's like a valley with a sudden drop in height.

Call it the uncanny valley.

With a breath, Yate's body, through the mechanized mind, removes the fear suppression of the simulated personality projected on the phantom of the night.

Then he raised his brows, looked at the posture of the other party's host welcoming the guests, and pressed down his top hat:
"Excuse me, miss, can I be a guest at your house?"

Donna's eyelids blinked, joy flashed in her beautiful fiery red gemstone eyes, and she nodded and moved away.

Arthur walked in.

After closing the door, Donna trotted all the way to what was supposed to be the kitchen, and brought out two empty plates, which she placed on the battered but wiped table.

Then she pulled two stools from under the table, looked at Art, tapped on one, then trotted to the other side and sat on it.

Art looked at the chair with eyes and a suspicious mouth that looked like a slit, silent for a moment, and then sat on it.

Beside him, the glowing phantom magic eye radiated coercion towards the chair.

The chair monster, who was about to open its mouth, immediately closed its mouth and eyes, and began to play dead, letting Art sit on its face.

And the moment he turned his attention to the chair, and then looked at Donna, there was already some food on the two empty plates on the table.

It looks like a steak or something, but.
Yate, who has a lot of knowledge of phantom creatures, can understand without thinking too much 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 a saucer, no, maybe the internal organs?
Donna didn't care at all, and used a white knife and fork that should be made of some kind of bone to cut the meat on the plate and the plate, and put it in her mouth.

The other party didn't have any resistance or negative emotions, just like a very normal thing, and he was eating and looking at him expectantly, as if waiting for him to eat.

While using the mechanized mind of the main body, the resistance and rejection psychology in the phantom of the night are also eliminated, and the plate and the "meat" on it are divided and cut together with the knife and fork formed by the shadow, and put into the mouth.

Donna showed a knowing, innocent smile on her face, and then stood up again, as if she wanted to go to the kitchen again.

Yate hurriedly stopped her and asked about the business:
"Donna, do you know that huge monster that just appeared?"

Hearing his words, Donna sat back in her chair and nodded.

she knows.

(End of this chapter)