Night Raven Master

Chapter 410 Blood Banquet Eliza
"Why can you still use the Transfiguration Charm?"

Elizabeth didn't answer, but still looked at Art with an unbelievable expression.

"It seems like a big blow."

Art raised Erlang's legs and looked at each other.

Compared with the previous appearance, the dean has changed a lot.

Naturally, he still remembered what kind of posture the other party had before——

The appearance is a young woman in her 20s, wearing a bright red dress, with a coquettish and noble feeling.

And now. It's only been two years, and the man has lost his magic power, and the other party seems to be more than ten years old.

Art was not in a hurry and just looked at her like this.

"Is it really possible to restore strength?"

"But he did use the Transformation Charm just now."

"Why is he able to use the Transfiguration Charm?"

"What method has he mastered?"

"Does he know the reason why he can't use the spell?"

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Countless thoughts lingered in her mind for a few minutes, then she raised her head and looked at Art with complicated eyes:

"Do you really have a way? Can you really let me use the spell again?"

"Of course." Art looked at her with interest, "As long as you are willing to pay the price, you can use the spell."

However, in fact, whether she is willing to pay the price or not, Art will not let her go.

Also, she's not that important.

Art just thought that her skin looked okay—as a boarding body for the leader of the crow of the blood feast.

[Original Sin], [Death], [Darkness], [Crow], [Misfortune], [Disaster]

Among the crow servants.

As for the White Night Army, the ability is the soul—the correlation between the original sin of desire and the spiritual path does not need to be explained at all, and the spiritual path is deliberately divided by Art, and no original sin is attached to the White Night Army. As for why...for checks and balances.

Once the power of original sin runs amok, only the power of mind can effectively interfere with the original sin of desire.

To put it bluntly, the spiritual path is a safety gate specially prepared by Art.

The skeletal flame unit has the abilities of death and flame.

Banshee troops, the ability is the original sin of lust, wind, water - the main one is the original sin of lust, which belongs to the original sin road.

Calamity troops, the ability to interfere with doom, disaster road, is an extension of doom.

The magic eye troop, the ability is the original sin of arrogance and the power of faith, that is, the original sin and the crow - each troop is actually the way of the crow, but the magic eye troop occupies more shares in the power of faith.

Night Ravens, the way is darkness and death.

Furnace Troops, the road is Raging Original Sin, Flame.

Blood feast troops, the way is. Jealousy, greed and gluttony, blood.

After Hell invaded the world and fully experimented with the power of the Scarecrow of the Blood Feast, he already understood how to divide the power.

There are some original sins that should not be separated at all, such as jealousy, greed, and gluttony.

The correlation between these three original sins is high.

Turning his palm slightly, the darkness slowly condensed in his hand, changing his posture, forming a shadow top hat.

This is the shadow top hat he produced step by step through himself, through his own control of power.

Compared with the shadow top hat produced through the skill sequence in the job template of the night crow master, it is deficient in all aspects, but.
He can make any changes on his own.

such as
Art's palm turned slightly, and Goer next to him couldn't help opening his eyes. He could feel a huge spiritual power turning in the darkness in the master's hand, slowly merging and changing.

In the end, an illusory pale black top hat was quietly in Art's hands.

When Gore's eyes focused on the top hat, even he, who was a spiritual master, felt a trance.

On top of this top hat, he saw countless scenes.

Countless scenes that made him unforgettable, buried in his heart, and the memory that he used his spiritual power to repeatedly fade, resurfaced again.

Gore took a few steps back trembling, and then recovered from the trance with the help of the powerful spiritual power he possessed.

Gore lowered his head with fear, and then what emerged in his heart was the awe of Art.

The master has far surpassed him in terms of spiritual power.

Even if Gore is like this, Elizabeth, the black bat dean who has lost her power, can no longer control herself.

All kinds of memories surged up from the bottom of her heart, making her body tremble.

"How many emotions can you dig out?"

Art threw the hat directly on Elizabeth's head.

Through spiritual power, Elizabeth's spiritual emotions can be excavated, and then...
Art stood up, walked to Elizabeth's side, saw the woman lying on the ground trembling, and snapped his fingers.

In her mind, the excavated emotional power began to burn and sublimate, and the power of the soul state rose to produce many different original sins of desire.

Pride, gluttony, jealousy, greed, sloth, lust, rage.

Yate stood beside her, and the powerful spiritual power mixed in the top hat gushed out, forming a transparent silk thread, which bound all the original sins of desire except jealousy, greed, and gluttony.

Then—

The original sin of controlled desire trembled and began to erode the power of the mind.

Original sin of desire and the power of the mind, although it is said that they restrain each other, but it is far easier to pollute than to purify.

But Yate didn't mean to purify these powers of original sin.

All he has to do is-

A transparent, slightly white invisible flame burned.

Mind fire.

Psychic power and original sin of desire burned together, and Art could hear the screaming scream that resembled Elizabeth's voice among these original sins of desire.

The power formed after burning was absorbed into Elizabeth's original sin of jealousy, greed, and gluttony.

Watching the power of the three original sins gradually strengthen, Yate smiled, and it was time to start smelting——

At the other end of the cursed world, in an untouched forest, a group of blood-red crows with terrifying markings resembling human faces all opened their eyes.

Blood Feast Crow.

Among them, there are two crows that are several circles larger than other blood feast crows.

The blood banquet crow lord whose strength is close to the third level.

And the next moment, in front of them, a black top hat condensed and formed.

Without any hesitation, one of the blood feast crow lords ordered by Art got in.

Watching the crow lord of the blood feast get into the top hat, Yate showed a smile:
"I hope you like this body."

This blood feast crow lord was one of the first blood crows who followed him. After Arter left the world of glory, the first blood crows who followed him basically died in the void defense line, and then became dead. The spirit crow became Prome's subordinate.

Only two of the original batch of blood crows remained.

The next moment, a huge blood-feast crow emerged from that illusory top hat—the moment it emerged, its body collapsed into fresh blood, which poured into Elizabeth's body.

The surging blood circulated in Elizabeth's body, devouring all the flesh and blood in her body, whether it was internal organs or bones.

And in this pain, Elizabeth's body fell limp to the ground.The screams also became weaker.

Shortly after the screams ended, she stood up again.

And Art looked at her, smiled and said:

"From now on, your name will be—"

"Eliza Blood Feast."

Lord Crow, who is gradually adapting to his body, raised his head, his respectful gaze still filled with excitement:
"I see, Master."

(End of this chapter)