Lord of the Silver Crow

Repeating the same trick, Yago separated the probability straw man, carefully bypassed the guards near the library tower, and let the scarecrow break through the probability line of the wall and enter it.

Successfully, through the exchange of probability, Yago and Scarecrow replaced their positions.

When the probability-controlled straw man moved over, Yago also walked quickly towards the bookshelf where he had found the Saint Joseph.

However, he did not find the copy of St. Joseph.

This result surprised Yago.

However, there is a sense of phantom thief.

St. Joseph

Unlike the previous induction that aimed at the most important thing, the strange thief's induction with a clear goal, the induction transmitted is quite clear.

on the other side.

That book, seems to have been transferred.

Was it transferred? Or is there any mechanism?

Holding doubts, Yago quickly moved over.

Then, he found the St. Joseph, and there was a line of probability connecting him with this book.

looks the same as any other probability line, but

Just relying on perception, Yago can be sure that this line of probability cannot be cut off by himself at all.

At this moment, the probability puppet controlled by him has passed through the wall and came to his side. The straw man who controlled the probability stretched out his hand, and Yago took the book out of the bookshelf.

Yago, who was on guard against the possibility of appearing at any time and was transferred to the closed room, opened the pages of the book.

However, Yago couldn't help being a little stunned by the content displayed in the book.

Blank.

The pages of the book are completely blank, without any writing.

what happened?

Yago tried again as he did in the room, turned the book upside down, and turned on the subtitle translation.

However, the translation did not reveal any handwriting.

The thread is broken.

The only thing he knows so far is the closed room.

He has a strange idea.

St. Joseph, the carpenter, the reverse cross and other images, if they are the puzzles of this world, he does not know them, but if they are related to the previous life

Yago glanced at the book in his hand, and instead of putting it back on the shelf, he decided to take it out of the library.

The line of probability in this book has been connected by himself, and he doesn't understand the changes in this book, so it's better to bring it with him.

After making a decision, Yago sensed the most important item again.

No, in this huge library tower, there is nothing else except this book in hand.

Immediately, the straw man passes through the wall with a controlled probability.

And just when Yago was about to carry out the probability exchange and leave the tower, through the probability straw man outside, he saw one after another white-robed guards gathering towards the library tower.

A few guards in white robes opened the door directly.

Yago's heart tightened, and he directly exchanged probability with the probability straw man who just passed through the wall.

The scenery in front of him changed, and in the floating perspective, his body and the position of the probability straw man were replaced.

but

At this moment, a figure appeared behind him.

A man with an iron mask on his face and a white robe.

In his field of vision, the lines of probability on the opponent's body gradually solidified as the body of the opponent appeared. Among them, several lines of probability had connected to his body at some point.

With a slight wave of the opponent's right hand, the glove disappeared from his hand, and a sharp blade emerged. With the wave of the arm, a new line of probability extended towards Yago.

Yago was startled, and immediately used the distorted statue!

The straw man of probability, whose whole body is condensed by the line of probability like straw fibers, came out from the wall, waved his arms, and waved towards the extended line of probability——

Consistent with the distortion of the probability line, the sharp blade in the man's hand slashed obliquely, leaving a trace on the ground beside Yago.

Moreover, visible to the naked eye, the floor tile that was cut by the sharp knife turned into an illusory and hazy gray-black phantom, like a shadow, and hazy like a mist.

Moreover, Yago saw a bunch of distorted probability lines in it, coiled into a ball, scattered and diverged inside the floor tiles, and spread all over the entire floor tile in an instant.

The smile on the corner of the man's mouth that appeared under the iron face became stiff because of this.

Although he was surprised, Yago couldn't sit still and immediately used the silent burial of the mortician!

As his eyes solidified on the iron-masked man, the man's expression changed from rigidity to astonishment:

The one who doesn't speak!

And Yago clamped the book tightly with his left hand, while his right hand condensed the spiritual mist, condensing a cane sword, and slashed back as he turned around.

But at this time, Yago saw one after another, dense lines of probability gushing out from the opponent.

Distort the statue!

Yago controls the probability straw man and tries to distort the probability line, but there are too many probability lines. Although he controls the probability straw man to act in time, he can only distort part of it.

In the next instant, black lines appeared on the glove of the man with the iron mask, and immediately, a raging heat stream erupted.

The hot wind that seemed to explode suddenly exploded, and a scorching flame was generated in the hot wind, like a lizard, like a berserk flame beast, biting at him, although the direction was a little crooked, but As long as he bites tightly, his arm will probably disappear.

He directly threw out the cane sword condensed with spiritual mist in his hand, and retreated at the same time——

The cane pierced through the flame beast and flew towards the man in the iron mask.

However, the man in the iron mask did not stop at all. He swung his hands up, and the sharp blade in his hand turned into a huge curtain and emerged out of thin air.

The cane sword condensed by the spiritual mist passed through the curtain, but Yago didn't feel that the cane sword had any real sense of hitting.

Immediately afterwards, a pure white light gun flew out from behind the curtain, shooting towards Yago's chest who was retreating.

Moreover, a light beast with a strange figure, vaguely showing a lizard-like four-legged beast, also sprang out from the side of the falling curtain, and rushed towards Yago.

Waving his arms, Yago, who used the distorted statue to distort the trajectory of the light gun, suddenly saw that the lizard-like light beast seemed to bump into something suddenly, and its direction was skewed.

However, at this moment, lines of probability one after another quickly solidified beside him.

Immediately, the figure of the iron-masked man in white robe appeared beside him. He was holding a long spear surrounded by white light in his hand, aiming at his chest and stabbing it down.

However, at this moment. The surging mist quickly appeared in front of him and condensed, and then——

ah!!!

Then the shrill and hoarse crowing sounded.

Although it was not aimed at him, Yago still felt a strong sense of shock.